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Weedle
August 30th, 2010, 10:51 PM
<USS Daedalus> <Bridge>

{Admiral William MacGregor} + {Colonel Steven Caldwell} NPC

"Admiral." Steven hopped out of the command chair and offered it to Will, he hadn't moved a foot when Will told him.

"No Colonel, it's your command, I'll take my place back here." he indicated behind him to an empty tech's seat. "I'm here in my capacity as flag only, for the moment. This is your command"

"Thank you sir." Steven regained his chair and pressed his coms link. "Standby Doctor Jackson, we're a little far out from Hammond just now. Another three minutes."

The time ticked away as the ship moved imperceptibly to it's station nearer to the Hammond. "Sam, Caldwell here. We're on your port bow." he doubled tapped his coms again. "Ready for you now Doctor Jackson in five, four, three....."

((OOC copied PJ's post))

puddlejumperOZ
September 1st, 2010, 08:22 PM
<USS Daedalus> <Bridge>

{Admiral William MacGregor} + {Colonel Steven Caldwell} NPC

The view was magnificent, even though Will wasn't a novice at this, he would never underestimate the feeling of looking out at an unpolluted view of space and indeed, the beautiful image of Earth. He stepped over closer to the window and without turning he spoke. "You could never tire of this could you Steven?"

"No Admiral, I've seen so many times, Atlantis and other worlds as well, but this view is always the best one."

"Amen to that." He turned around then. "What do you think Sam Carter might find?"

"If it's to do with the Alliance sir, nothing good."

puddlejumperOZ
September 8th, 2010, 12:25 AM
<USS Daedalus> <Bridge>

{Admiral William MacGregor} + {Colonel Steven Caldwell} NPC


"I think I might pop over to the Hammond and see how they are getting on, mind if I borrow one of the 02's Steven?"

"It's your fleet Admiral, borrow away. But beaming will get you there quicker."

"No fun factor Colonel."

"Yes as our resident Jaffa would say, indeed."

Will walked towards the elevator slowly. "Don't call them." he said as he reached the door.

"I won't sir."

RogueRanger
September 12th, 2010, 04:24 PM
<USS General Hammond>- < Bridge>

{Colonel Samantha Carter}

"Colonel Caldwell, Steven. We leave within ten minutes."

"Roger Sam, we were getting a little bored here." Caldwell replied.

puddlejumperOZ
September 21st, 2010, 11:16 PM
<USS Daedalus> <Bridge>

{Colonel Steven Caldwell} NPC {Ships XO} NPC

"Sir, we're receiving from the Hammond, departure in two minutes sir."

Having almost fallen asleep, Caldwell was startled when his XO spoke to him somewhat abruptly, he shook his head and replied. "Tell them about time. Set the Hyperspace co-ordinates for PX6-2M7 and prepare to jump on my mark."

"Yes sir. Hammond, Daedalus. From the commander, it's about time. Setting for PX6-2M7."

"I didn't mean tell them literally....never mind Pyle."

"Yes sir."

puddlejumperOZ
November 11th, 2010, 04:22 PM
<USS Daedalus> <Bridge>

{Colonel Steven Caldwell} NPC {Ships XO} NPC

"We are on station Colonel and the Admiral is on his way sir." Major Pyle informed Caldwell as messages passed to and from between the two ships.

"Very good, thank you Major, inform the Hammond we are going to condition Zulu please."

"Yes sir. Hammond from Daedalus, we are set for condition Zulu, awaiting your command."

AtlantisRules!!!
November 12th, 2010, 01:22 PM
<USS Daedalus Bridge>

{Major Marks}

"Understood Daedalus, stand by."

RogueRanger
November 12th, 2010, 03:36 PM
<USS Daedalus> <Bridge>

{Colonel Steven Caldwell} NPC

"Understood. Major Marks, this is Colonel Caldwell, we are standing by." Stephen rubbed his head for a moment, now where was the Admiral? "Pyle take the helm, I'm going down to the hangar deck."

"Very well sir, I'll keep on the line with Hammond."

AtlantisRules!!!
November 15th, 2010, 08:19 PM
Major Marks came back over the comms, "Daedalus, Falcon One is away and enroute."

puddlejumperOZ
November 15th, 2010, 09:39 PM
<USS Daedalus> <Bridge>

{Major Frank Pyle} NPC{Colonel Steven Caldwell} NPC

"Copy that Marks, I'll inform the Colonel. Say Kev, that game still on when we're done here?" Frank clicked on his personal coms. "Colonel the Admiral is on his way sir."

"About damned time I'm almost there Major."

AtlantisRules!!!
November 16th, 2010, 04:21 AM
{Major Marks}

"Copy, Pyle. My wallet feels lighter already... Daedalus, orders are to meet at rendezvous alpha tango seven as soon as Falcon One is aboard and ready."

RogueRanger
November 16th, 2010, 05:22 PM
{Major Frank Pyle XO} NPC

"Received five by five Kev, see you on the other side bro' and get the beers cold."

Frank switched to his personal comset. "Colonel we are go sir, as soon as the Hammond boys and girls are clear sir."

"Good Frank, I'll see if I can have the Admiral speak in double time then. Call hands to stations."

"Yes sir. Attention on deck, all hands to stations this is not a drill, all hands to stations."

puddlejumperOZ
November 16th, 2010, 07:05 PM
<F302 orbit> to <Daedalus>
*radio*

{Admiral William MacGregor}

"MacGregor, Daedalus. Permssion to land, five clicks out on your port beam."

"Daedalus, Major Pyle sir, the way is clear, follow the marker sir starboard bay. Colonel Caldwell will be there to meet you sir."

"Roger Pyle, delta foxtrot by three. And son, coffee, lots of coffee."

"Sir I'll arrange it." Frank sent messages throughout the ship, he didn't know the Admiral personally but he knew of him. A real hardass or so his reputation portrayed him to be. Usually though in Frank's experience of twenty years service, hardass normally meant he was a veteran who knew his business.

**************

Will guided the 302 in smoothly, only just. At the last moment, his hand jerked the throttle slightly and he had to react quickly to pull it back. He dropped the power sharply and touched wheels down, braked and rolled. The DLO was there in his yellow shirt and marshalled him to his spot on the deck. Before the canopy was fully open with a hiss of air, crewmen had the ladder on the side. The flight wasn't nearly long enough for Will's liking but there would be plenty of time for that later.

Pilots and ground crew, mission specialists has assembled in the central hangar, chairs had been arranged hastily to create a briefing area and Will didn't waste time gettiing to them. Stephen Caldwell approached and the two men shook hands, it was show time. Will stood at the front and surveyed the scene, there were familiar faces, a couple of Navy jocks he knew. At the front centre was the Hammonds CAG Lt Colonel Connor Mason, he was a Royal Marine, an excellent pilot but a stuff shirt. He considered himself as much Air Force as he was a Marine and that being so he had inherited the Air Force's dislike of Navy pilots, even though technically he was one himself. The man didn't even look at MacGregor, he sat there conversing with one of the other senior pilots. There was general chatter and Will gave them space before Caldwell called them to attention.

Rudy Pena
November 16th, 2010, 07:26 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hanger Bay>

{Major Rudy Pena(US Army, former Apache gunner and then Apache pilot and F/A-18 pilot), call sign "The Executioner"}

'Damm when is this briefing going to get started. Its like this no matter where you are'

puddlejumperOZ
November 16th, 2010, 07:57 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>


{Admiral William MacGregor}


"Excuse me Stephen, I need to speak to one of your boys." Will said as he noticed a young Major he had served with in the 'Stan.

"Sure Will, take your time, I don't think Sam Carter is going to call us in the next ten minutes." He stood there with his amrs folded, impatience written all over his face.

Will gave him a sly look and walked the few paces over and knelt down in front of the pilot. "Well I'll be, Rudy Pena. It's been a long time son hasn't it. The last time we met you were ferrying my sorry ass over Khandahar if I recall, and Major now I see. Well, how would you feel about being my wing lad?"

Rudy Pena
November 16th, 2010, 08:02 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>

{Major Pena} {Admiral William MacGregor}

"Ha,Yes I do remember that. That was what like 5 years ago? Its been a long time indeed Sir.
Yes Sir, it would be a great honor to be your wingman."

puddlejumperOZ
November 16th, 2010, 08:32 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>

{Admiral William MacGregor}

Standing again to his full height Will extended his hand. "Glad to have you at my six Major, now I think we'll have the stewards bring the coffee, there's a few more we're waiting for and we'll get this show on the road."

Rudy Pena
November 16th, 2010, 08:35 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>

{Major Pena}-{Admiral William MacGregor}

"Rodger that Sir, I wont let you down, Sir." Takes a few moments before getting really for the briefing.

Ryn
November 17th, 2010, 12:37 AM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>

Connor watched the arrival of the admiral and shook his head, covered his smirking mouth with a hand. The man couldn't even land properly.

"We--eelll, he's Navy. Probably thinks he's still at sea." A familiar voice next to him drawled. It was his longtime best friend and wingman, lieutenant Frank Garner.

Connor chuckled with him. "Yeah. With a gale force seven or somethin'." It was funny to watch the man's struggle for control of his aircraft, minute though it was.

Catching Caldwell's frown at them, they both quickly schooled their faces back to neutral whilst the Admiral finished the landing procedure and exited the 302.

"Showtime, bud," Frank hissed, as MacGregor walked up to Caldwell to shake hands.

"Do I really have to." Connor complained, not really looking forward to it.

"It's your job, Connor. You're CAG."

"Guess so."

They both knew Connor loved his job, but he hated all the other, brass-related stuff that came with it. Flying was what Connor loved best, air battles were like ballet when he was in charge of them.

"Come on. Let's get this over with. We'll be back up there before you know it." He felt a gentle nudge from Frank on his shoulder, pushing him toward the other man.

They saw Major Pena chat with the Admiral first, and Connor was glad for that timely interruption.

"Okay, fine." He muttered at Frank, stood up from his chair and marched over to the Admiral, putting on his best diplomatic face and attitude. Garner could tell it wasn't really genuine though. Connor really, really hated this part of the job.

"Admiral MacGregor, sir," Connor said, standing behind the man. "Welcome aboard." He waited to shake hands.


Lt Col Connor Mason -- Lt Frank Garner
(NPC's)

RogueRanger
November 17th, 2010, 12:53 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>

{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

Overhearing the chatter between her boss and Garner, Ange couldn't help but giggle, she left her seat and crept up behind Frank and tapped him on the shoulder. "Franky, look at the Admirals bird, it's 07, that crate was almost a write off, if it were you or me, we probably would have been dead. I think this old guy might be rusty, but I bet it's combat rust." She stood where she was respectfully for a moment, but decided that it'd be best if she returned to her seat. Frank always did his best to find her weaknesses and after he gave her he call sign 'Spook' she did her best to live up to the name. She sat beside one of the Daedalus pilots, Pena was on his chest patch and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Leuitenant Ange Darkness, Hammond Cougars. But as you know I've been attached to you guys for a while. I don't think Frank and Connor will miss me. I heard the Admiral say you're going to be his wing, what do you know about him?"

Rudy Pena
November 17th, 2010, 01:14 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>


{Major Pena} - {1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

"Hello Lieutenant Darkness, Its nice to meet you. I know the Admiral good, we used to serve together quite a few years ago. He is a easy to get along with and jokes around with you. If its just you two, rank doesnt show because he knows we all need to be treated fairly so once you get to know him well he will let you call him by his first name. Just along as theres no higher or lower ranking people around, but on the other hand he's a hard hard and will not hesitate to bust you a new one when you do something very wrong.

But dont get me wrong, he is a great man and a good asset to this program. There will be times will he has to be hard as it comes with the job.

So, Whats your background?' 'Wonders the LT is like.'

Ryn
November 17th, 2010, 02:02 PM
Lt Frank Garner, Royal Marines

Combat rust? Somehow, Frank didn't believe a word of it. He eyed Spook as she found someone else to talk to, that Major of before. He didn't know the other man, and felt no need to. Crews didn't generally mingle between ships, this was the first major joint briefing he'd been to. The only one, in fact.

The lieutenant (http://www.topnews.in/light/files/daniel_craig_1.jpg) then turned his gaze back at the new bird that the Admiral had just flown in. So, the 07. That thing sure had seen a few gazllion miles. He was pretty sure O'Neill had flown it once. He was also pretty sure Spook was right. The throttle on that thing was whimsical at best. Maybe Connor wouldn't have had a problem with it, but he sure would, although of course it wouldn't have killed him. Spook was good, no doubt about that. But not as good as him and definitely not as Connor. Mason was one of a kind, topped maybe only by Sheppard.

He took a swig of his coffee and grimaced at the taste, putting the cup back down on the tray of a passing steward.

"You got any tea?" Might as well get something better. This briefing was going to take long enough as it was. And tea would just have to be the drink of choice if alcohol was forbidden for now. Frank secretly longed for the scotch he'd kept hidden in his bunk. It sure would help ease the waiting.

"Right away, sir."

Another steward brought him the steaming cup.

"Thank you." He declined the offered cream and sugar, the less weight a 302 had to carry, the better. Frank was thin and lithe and he wanted to stay that way.

RogueRanger
November 18th, 2010, 02:18 PM
<Daedalus Starboard Hangar Bay>


{Major Pena} - {1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

"Hello Lieutenant Darkness, Its nice to meet you. I know the Admiral good, we used to serve together quite a few years ago. He is a easy to get along with and jokes around with you. If its just you two, rank doesnt show because he knows we all need to be treated fairly so once you get to know him well he will let you call him by his first name. Just along as theres no higher or lower ranking people around, but on the other hand he's a hard hard and will not hesitate to bust you a new one when you do something very wrong.

But dont get me wrong, he is a great man and a good asset to this program. There will be times will he has to be hard as it comes with the job.

So, Whats your background?' 'Wonders the LT is like.'

<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

"Woohoo, he sounds like General O'Neill. Me, well I came straight from flight school, onto F16 training missed a tour in the 'Stan because the SGC liked my smile and recruited me." She said with a chuckle. "I've been on Hammond for two years except for my time now here on the Daedy, but being adversary instructor, you guys don't and are not supposed to know me, that's why we're just meeting now, even though it was me Major who shot your ass off last week." Her smile could have been evil, or sarcastic, but it was niether, just her way of showing off.

puddlejumperOZ
November 18th, 2010, 05:20 PM
<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

Connor watched the arrival of the admiral and shook his head, covered his smirking mouth with a hand. The man couldn't even land properly.

"We--eelll, he's Navy. Probably thinks he's still at sea." A familiar voice next to him drawled. It was his longtime best friend and wingman, lieutenant Frank Garner.

Connor chuckled with him. "Yeah. With a gale force seven or somethin'." It was funny to watch the man's struggle for control of his aircraft, minute though it was.

Catching Caldwell's frown at them, they both quickly schooled their faces back to neutral whilst the Admiral finished the landing procedure and exited the 302.

"Showtime, bud," Frank hissed, as MacGregor walked up to Caldwell to shake hands.

"Do I really have to." Connor complained, not really looking forward to it.

"It's your job, Connor. You're CAG."

"Guess so."

They both knew Connor loved his job, but he hated all the other, brass-related stuff that came with it. Flying was what Connor loved best, air battles were like ballet when he was in charge of them.

"Come on. Let's get this over with. We'll be back up there before you know it." He felt a gentle nudge from Frank on his shoulder, pushing him toward the other man.

They saw Major Pena chat with the Admiral first, and Connor was glad for that timely interruption.

"Okay, fine." He muttered at Frank, stood up from his chair and marched over to the Admiral, putting on his best diplomatic face and attitude. Garner could tell it wasn't really genuine though. Connor really, really hated this part of the job.

"Admiral MacGregor, sir," Connor said, standing behind the man. "Welcome aboard." He waited to shake hands.


Lt Col Connor Mason -- Lt Frank Garner
(NPC's)

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

“You've got to pulling my shanks.” Will blurted out as he took the other man's hand with a steely grip. “You!.....” Then Will started laughing. “Connor Mason, Stephen this is the guy that pulled my sorry carcass out of Iran when my bird had a flame out in 03'.” He gripped Connor's shoulder. “I never got to thank you Colonel, you dropped me off onto the Lincoln so fast..damn I never thought.”

“This is the guy, Christ Admiral, that was a hundred and twenty clicks inside their border wasn't it?”

“Something like that I believe, the Colonel would be more accurate on that figure. Connor, I'm officially recognising your bravery, and stupidity for that day, as soon as this skirmish is done, you'll be full Colonel and you can have my DSO.” He finally let his hand go and addressed Major Pena.


<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{Major Pena}

"Rodger that Sir, I wont let you down, Sir." Takes a few moments before getting really for the briefing.

{Admiral William MacGregor}

"I know you won't son. Just stick to my wing and do as I ask, that's all I require." Will returned to Caldwell and took a quick inventory of all the faces assembled with the cavernous bay. He cleared his throat. “Right before we start, can you men take your seats please.” He said in his normally soft voice. “Stephen you can start for me, usual procedure."

“Sir, I'll just wait for everyone to take their places Admiral.”

“Of course.”


((OOC 'Lincoln' is the Aircraft Carrier USS Abraham Lincoln))

Rudy Pena
November 19th, 2010, 10:31 AM
<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

"Woohoo, he sounds like General O'Neill. Me, well I came straight from flight school, onto F16 training missed a tour in the 'Stan because the SGC liked my smile and recruited me." She said with a chuckle. "I've been on Hammond for two years except for my time now here on the Daedy, but being adversary instructor, you guys don't and are not supposed to know me, that's why we're just meeting now, even though it was me Major who shot your ass off last week." Her smile could have been evil, or sarcastic, but it was niether, just her way of showing off.

<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{Major Pena} - {1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

'Wow, that was her. Damm shes pretty good' "Damm LT, you did a fine job.You are a fine pilot.'And a fine girl'Well, I think we should pay attention to the briefing thats about to start in a few moments. 'Considers asking for her contact info and see what it goes from there.'

Ryn
November 20th, 2010, 08:45 AM
{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

“You've got to pulling my shanks.” Will blurted out as he took the other man's hand with a steely grip. “You!.....” Then Will started laughing. “Connor Mason, Stephen this is the guy that pulled my sorry carcass out of Iran when my bird had a flame out in 03'.” He gripped Connor's shoulder. “I never got to thank you Colonel, you dropped me off onto the Lincoln so fast..damn I never thought.”

“This is the guy, Christ Admiral, that was a hundred and twenty clicks inside their border wasn't it?”

“Something like that I believe, the Colonel would be more accurate on that figure. Connor, I'm officially recognising your bravery, and stupidity for that day, as soon as this skirmish is done, you'll be full Colonel and you can have my DSO.” He finally let his hand go and addressed Major Pena.

Connor's eyes widened in shock, he so totally hadn't expected this.

"Sir, I..." Connor began, but he couldn't finish, MacGregor was already talking to someone else and then it was suddenly time for the briefing.
Connor's mind whirled, it wasn't every day this happened and it was a little too much. He wondered how to go about this. He couldn't very well accept the medal, that was out of the question. The Admiral had earned it just as much. That mission had been hell, for all concerned.

So, just before the briefing started, Connor tried taking MacGregor aside.
"Sir, can I have a word with you later? After the briefing? I don't want to hold things up longer than necessary, but I really need to talk to you."

MacGregor merely nodded and Connor took his seat next to Frank, as per usual.

RogueRanger
November 21st, 2010, 02:21 PM
<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{Major Pena} - {1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

'Wow, that was her. Damm shes pretty good' "Damm LT, you did a fine job.You are a fine pilot.'And a fine girl'Well, I think we should pay attention to the briefing thats about to start in a few moments. 'Considers asking for her contact info and see what it goes from there.'

{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

Getting a compliment from a squadron XO was a wonderful boost to Ange's confidence, she filed it away in her 'deal with it later' cabinet and shook her hair, the reaction from that was her long dark pony tail had come loose and she had to secure it again. As she did so, she spoke softly to the Major. "You have a latino background don't you Major? My mum was from Agua Prieta near the Arizona border. My Spanish is a little off, but I'm quite sure the Lucian don't understand it, we could use it on coms if need be. ¿No piensa usted? " She looked up at Connor and Frank and wondered what would be going through their minds, not having her on the six, something the three of them had worked on and used to good advantge so often. She nodded to both of them as Connor sat and shrugged, she would feel very uncomfortable with his usual words of encouragement.

squirrely1
November 21st, 2010, 06:01 PM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

Getting a compliment from a squadron XO was a wonderful boost to Ange's confidence, she filed it away in her 'deal with it later' cabinet and shook her hair, the reaction from that was her long dark pony tail had come loose and she had to secure it again. As she did so, she spoke softly to the Major. "You have a latino background don't you Major? My mum was from Agua Prieta near the Arizona border. My Spanish is a little off, but I'm quite sure the Lucian don't understand it, we could use it on coms if need be. ¿No piensa usted? " She looked up at Connor and Frank and wondered what would be going through their minds, not having her on the six, something the three of them had worked on and used to good advantge so often. She nodded to both of them as Connor sat and shrugged, she would feel very uncomfortable with his usual words of encouragement.

{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF} {Major Karina Thracen VMFAT101}

Karina rushed into the area like a whirlwind right before the briefing was to begin. "YES!" She murmured to herself in minor celebratory fashion.....as she couldn't smear her stellar 'just in time' record when it came to briefing attendance. Besides she hated to wait around doing nothing when there were birds to get ready and so much pre-flight work to be done. She graced in and her eyes met up with Ange....she shot her a wink and a nonchalant wave.....as she made her way toward her. However because everyone was already seated for the briefing she couldn't quite get close enough and things were starting to quiet down. "Psssst..... SPOOK!!" She just had to get her attention ....even at the risk of being called out for her inattentive behavior. "We have some catching up to do after the briefing.....so when this breaks....hold up!" She whispered loudly over to her making quite a display.....but then settling back down into her seat with her leg propped up casually. She never really was one for etiquette....she just wanted to get airborne. Karina cleared her throat and beamed at the Admiral with her usual smartass smirk.... "Admiral.....Sir?"

Col.Foley
November 21st, 2010, 06:40 PM
Royce Sprills, First Lt USAF, Callsign The Tank
He was the last to arrive and did so in a very nonchalant fasion, he noticed the entire new group of fighter pilots that had arrived and was once again struck by the fact this was the first time that many of them would be going into combat...at least of this nature...and together...though many of them were very experienced in their own way.

He took his proper seat and stared blearily at the Admiral. He was not going to be rushed, for anything, slow and steady he was, like a glacier, like a tank. Ice cold and lethal in everything that he did. He ignored the inane chatter going on around him to stare at the forward area waiting to pick up everything.

puddlejumperOZ
November 21st, 2010, 06:50 PM
Connor's eyes widened in shock, he so totally hadn't expected this.

"Sir, I..." Connor began, but he couldn't finish, MacGregor was already talking to someone else and then it was suddenly time for the briefing.
Connor's mind whirled, it wasn't every day this happened and it was a little too much. He wondered how to go about this. He couldn't very well accept the medal, that was out of the question. The Admiral had earned it just as much. That mission had been hell, for all concerned.

So, just before the briefing started, Connor tried taking MacGregor aside.
"Sir, can I have a word with you later? After the briefing? I don't want to hold things up longer than necessary, but I really need to talk to you."

MacGregor merely nodded and Connor took his seat next to Frank, as per usual.

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

After going through the pilots listings with Caldwell on his ever present Ipad, Will watched Connor take his seat and made a mental note that he would see the Colonel and speak with privately before Hammond's pilots returned to their ship, but it would take a little time before everyone was settled so he once again left Stephen standing there and walked over to the front row of seats. He crouched down at eye level and kept his voice low. "Connor you can speak to me at any time, you have my word. As soon as I dismiss the briefing we'll have a one on one how's that sound?"



{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF} {Major Karina Thracen VMFAT101}

Karina rushed into the area like a whirlwind right before the briefing was to begin. "YES!" She murmured to herself in minor celebratory fashion.....as she couldn't smear her stellar 'just in time' record when it came to briefing attendance. Besides she hated to wait around doing nothing when there were birds to get ready and so much pre-flight work to be done. She graced in and her eyes met up with Ange....she shot her a wink and a nonchalant wave.....as she made her way toward her. However because everyone was already seated for the briefing she couldn't quite get close enough and things were starting to quiet down. "Psssst..... SPOOK!!" She just had to get her attention ....even at the risk of being called out for her inattentive behavior. "We have some catching up to do after the briefing.....so when this breaks....hold up!" She whispered loudly over to her making quite a display.....but then settling back down into her seat with her leg propped up casually. She never really was one for etiquette....she just wanted to get airborne. Karina cleared her throat and beamed at the Admiral with her usual smartass smirk.... "Admiral.....Sir?"

Standing straight and arching his back, Will looked at the direction of the voice, he shook his head. He knew that face, he whipped out his pad again and thumbed through the listings and ID photos. Two stood out, not by their appearances but by their records. Major Karina Thracen and Leuitenant Ange Darkness, a pair of rebellious louts if ever that appleage could ever be applied to women if ever there was. Gamblers, boozers and general layabouts who thought their skill in combat and flying would get them past muster. It had been 'noted' that the pair of them were seen 'flashing' Jack O'Neill from the windows of a bus recently after a particular heavy day of letting off steam when the squadrons had been on a twenty four hour leave out of Cheyenne Mountain. Will sighed and ran his fingers through his sparse hair.

Stephen looked at the wayward officer and his face went a lurid shade of scarlet he stomped over and with hands on hips he stood in front of the Major. "Thracen, sit up and look like you're an officer and zip your jacket up, this is not a bordello..."

Will held his hand up. "It's alright Colonel. At ease."

"Sir, I think you should know..."

"I do already. Major what do you need to ask at this juncture that can't wait until we start the briefing?" Will gave her that don't frak with me face but stood his ground near Mason. He would move if he had to, which was in his own time.

Ryn
November 22nd, 2010, 01:53 AM
Connor nodded. "Yes sir, fine with me."

And then they were interrupted by yet more latecomers.

Connor's heart sank upon recognising Karina Thracen's voice (it'd been so quiet around he hadn't noticed she wasn't there yet), shouting out to her best friend Ange. He grinned just a little at the dressing-down she received.

"Karina," Connor said, after a clearing of his throat to get her attention. "You know the drill." He didn't have to say any more than that, she knew he meant KP or Latrine duty, or possibly even fuel pipes cleaning (a meaningless job with their 302's) if she didn't behave, and by the look of Mason's face it was safe to say it would be the dirtiest job he could think of. Not that it ever had any effect, she seemed to be oblivious to any of the earlier punishments. Hm, maybe Connor'd have to rethink his strategy on dealing with her.

Vagabond Serpent
November 22nd, 2010, 10:08 AM
((Am not sure if they are wearing any caps on ship, but I just simply can't imagine a salute without it... :o))

And then the last two officers of the Daedalus Wing rushed in, just in time for the briefing to begin. Captain Titarenko was the first to enter the bay. He shifted his service cap and gave a salute to Admiral.

"Permission to join the briefing, Comrade Admiral? That Grasshopper got lost in the ship again and I had to go look for him."

The man smacked slightly the boy next to him over head and growled to him from the corner of his mouth.

"Пилотку одень, придурок, и честь отдай. Ты что, не выспался?" ((Wear your field cap and salute, you softhead. You had not enough of sleep or what?))

Alexandrov straightened himself out, and wore his field cap and gave a bit clumsy salute to the Admiral, swallowing hard as he sensed he'll have some trouble after the mission.

RogueRanger
November 22nd, 2010, 02:51 PM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF} {Major Karina Thracen VMFAT101}

Karina rushed into the area like a whirlwind right before the briefing was to begin. "YES!" She murmured to herself in minor celebratory fashion.....as she couldn't smear her stellar 'just in time' record when it came to briefing attendance. Besides she hated to wait around doing nothing when there were birds to get ready and so much pre-flight work to be done. She graced in and her eyes met up with Ange....she shot her a wink and a nonchalant wave.....as she made her way toward her. However because everyone was already seated for the briefing she couldn't quite get close enough and things were starting to quiet down. "Psssst..... SPOOK!!" She just had to get her attention ....even at the risk of being called out for her inattentive behavior. "We have some catching up to do after the briefing.....so when this breaks....hold up!" She whispered loudly over to her making quite a display.....but then settling back down into her seat with her leg propped up casually. She never really was one for etiquette....she just wanted to get airborne. Karina cleared her throat and beamed at the Admiral with her usual smartass smirk.... "Admiral.....Sir?"

{1st Lt Ange Darkness}

"Oh sh**" Ange thumped her friend in the ribs. "Buckle up K, Mason has your number." She whispered and tried to make herself as small as poosible. They were friends in flight but with the CAG of Hammond, that friendship ended as soon as wheels were down.


Connor nodded. "Yes sir, fine with me."

And then they were interrupted by yet more latecomers.

Connor's heart sank upon recognising Karina Thracen's voice (it'd been so quiet around he hadn't noticed she wasn't there yet), shouting out to her best friend Ange. He grinned just a little at the dressing-down she received.

"Karina," Connor said, after a clearing of his throat to get her attention. "You know the drill." He didn't have to say any more than that, she knew he meant KP or Latrine duty, or possibly even fuel pipes cleaning (a meaningless job with their 302's) if she didn't behave, and by the look of Mason's face it was safe to say it would be the dirtiest job he could think of. Not that it ever had any effect, she seemed to be oblivious to any of the earlier punishments. Hm, maybe Connor'd have to rethink his strategy on dealing with her.

With Mason's back turned to her, Ange was so tempted to flip the bird at him, but she held back, if she got close enough once they were in theatre, she'd let him know then. She sufficed with curling her little finger at him and made sure Frank saw her. Now she was satisfied.


((Am not sure if they are wearing any caps on ship, but I just simply can't imagine a salute without it... :o))


And then the last two officers of the Daedalus Wing rushed in, just in time for the briefing to begin. Captain Titarenko was the first to enter the bay. He shifted his service cap and gave a salute to Admiral.

"Permission to join the briefing, Comrade Admiral? That Grasshopper got lost in the ship again and I had to go look for him."

The man smacked slightly the boy next to him over head and growled to him from the corner of his mouth.

"Пилотку одень, придурок, и честь отдай. Ты что, не выспался?" ((Wear your field cap and salute, you softhead. You had not enough of sleep or what?))

Alexandrov straightened himself out, and wore his field cap and gave a bit clumsy salute to the Admiral, swallowing hard as he sensed he'll have some trouble after the mission.

"Oh no, not the Maestro." Ange sighed. He had a sweet voice even if she couldn't understand the words, but serenading her in the middle of a dog fight was rather off putting, she tried to slide down her seat lower, hoping not to meet his eyes.

((OOC name tags please people, we're not all familar with who everyone is yet)) :sam43:

Princess Awinita
November 22nd, 2010, 08:46 PM
<Daedalus mens' head to Hangar deck>

{1st Lt Rufis Dent}

His radio went off, nearly scaring the man out of his wits. Travel hated him like always, he stood at the sink. His sleeve rolled up. the voice on the radio squaked something of being at the hangar deck of the Daedalus in two minutes, he could be there easliy in side of one. after all it was around the corner. He pressed the reply key. "Copy that." He replied. He placed the needled from the small paket to his arm and injected the green colored liquid within it into his arm, a slightly energied feeling washed through the young man. he rolled his sleeve down and disposed of the needle before heading to the hangar.

He may have looked out of place on the Deadalus, Yet Rufis Dent was in his element at the controls of a craft. As long as he didn;t know it was moving he was OK. he spotted Spook, a smile graced his face as he went and silent as a cat appeared behind her. "Hello, Spook" He said before moving again, this time standing next to her. "Did I miss anything?" he had a calm look to his red eyes.

Col.Foley
November 23rd, 2010, 12:08 AM
First Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank

He found it somewhat amusing the banter and the rough around the edges chatter that graced the briefing room. All of this was to be expected from a group of people coming together for essentially the first time under combat situations. But he tried, and failed, to keep the slight smirk off his face. He hid it by tucking his chin and pretended to look at the sheet of paper in front of his face. After he figured that he had his expression under control he cast a cold calculating glace around the room.

His admiral seemed a hard nosed and experienced veteran, not a man he really wanted to mess with.

The Major seemed to be attractive, in an off beat and hard nosed way, but given that she was a superior officer, he moved on, hoping that his gaze had not lingered too long. He returned his gaze to the front of the room and hoped that the Admiral would get on with it...he had an itchy trigger finger.

Ryn
November 23rd, 2010, 12:20 AM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness}
With Mason's back turned to her, Ange was so tempted to flip the bird at him, but she held back, if she got close enough once they were in theatre, she'd let him know then. She sufficed with curling her little finger at him and made sure Frank saw her. Now she was satisfied.

((finally worked out their callsigns :P Connor's is Goose, figured that fit :P -- edited bio (http://forum.gateworld.net/showthread.php?78023-Stargate-New-Seasons-NPC-bio-s-and-discussion-thread&p=12075882&viewfull=1#post12075882) ))

{1st Lt Frank Garner, Royal Marines, callsign Gobbler}

Frank caught the gesture and rolled his eyes.

"Keep it down, Spook. Or do you wanna join Starbreaker in her ... Fate ... of ... Doom?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her at the last three words, to go with the deep dark and dramatic voice there, too.

RogueRanger
November 23rd, 2010, 04:01 PM
<Daedalus mens' head to Hangar deck>

{1st Lt Rufis Dent}

His radio went off, nearly scaring the man out of his wits. Travel hated him like always, he stood at the sink. His sleeve rolled up. the voice on the radio squaked something of being at the hangar deck of the Daedalus in two minutes, he could be there easliy in side of one. after all it was around the corner. He pressed the reply key. "Copy that." He replied. He placed the needled from the small paket to his arm and injected the green colored liquid within it into his arm, a slightly energied feeling washed through the young man. he rolled his sleeve down and disposed of the needle before heading to the hangar.

He may have looked out of place on the Deadalus, Yet Rufis Dent was in his element at the controls of a craft. As long as he didn;t know it was moving he was OK. he spotted Spook, a smile graced his face as he went and silent as a cat appeared behind her. "Hello, Spook" He said before moving again, this time standing next to her. "Did I miss anything?" he had a calm look to his red eyes.

{1st Lt Ange Darkness} {Spook}

Ange looked over at her friend and saw a little distress in his reddish eyes, she knew about his medication and how it settled him for flight but worried also about any side effects it may have, she gripped his arm firmly. "Not a lot yet Rufi, but I think we're almost ready. There's still one or two missing." She said as she scanned around the hangar. "You really need to keep a check on that stuff, when this is done you should see Doc Hayden on the Hammond and have your kidneys checked ok." She wasn't really asking him, she was telling him out of concern for a friend.


First Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank

He found it somewhat amusing the banter and the rough around the edges chatter that graced the briefing room. All of this was to be expected from a group of people coming together for essentially the first time under combat situations. But he tried, and failed, to keep the slight smirk off his face. He hid it by tucking his chin and pretended to look at the sheet of paper in front of his face. After he figured that he had his expression under control he cast a cold calculating glace around the room.

His admiral seemed a hard nosed and experienced veteran, not a man he really wanted to mess with.

The Major seemed to be attractive, in an off beat and hard nosed way, but given that she was a superior officer, he moved on, hoping that his gaze had not lingered too long. He returned his gaze to the front of the room and hoped that the Admiral would get on with it...he had an itchy trigger finger.

After another look about, Spook saw the Tank take his seat, at least Rufis wasn't the only late comer, she had to lean back to speak to him behind her, she saw where his gaze was directed. "Hey Tank, you know what they call Starbreaker don't you......" She left it unsaid but amongst the males of both Squadrons the implication was there. She gave him a wicked smile and then whipped around when she heard Frank's voice.


((finally worked out their callsigns :P Connor's is Goose, figured that fit :P -- edited bio (http://forum.gateworld.net/showthread.php?78023-Stargate-New-Seasons-NPC-bio-s-and-discussion-thread&p=12075882&viewfull=1#post12075882) ))

{1st Lt Frank Garner, Royal Marines, callsign Gobbler}

Frank caught the gesture and rolled his eyes.

"Keep it down, Spook. Or do you wanna join Starbreaker in her ... Fate ... of ... Doom?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her at the last three words, to go with the deep dark and dramatic voice there, too.

"Oh Franky.." She batted her eyelashes at him. "Is that an invitation." She thrust her chest out and sat up straight to emphasise her figure, despite the constaints of the G-suit. "Hmmmm?"

Rudy Pena
November 23rd, 2010, 04:38 PM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

Getting a compliment from a squadron XO was a wonderful boost to Ange's confidence, she filed it away in her 'deal with it later' cabinet and shook her hair, the reaction from that was her long dark pony tail had come loose and she had to secure it again. As she did so, she spoke softly to the Major. "You have a latino background don't you Major? My mum was from Agua Prieta near the Arizona border. My Spanish is a little off, but I'm quite sure the Lucian don't understand it, we could use it on coms if need be. ¿No piensa usted? " She looked up at Connor and Frank and wondered what would be going through their minds, not having her on the six, something the three of them had worked on and used to good advantge so often. She nodded to both of them as Connor sat and shrugged, she would feel very uncomfortable with his usual words of encouragement.

{Major Pena}

"Oh, I see. That is cool, I dont really speak much spanish because of the area I grew up in. My family comes from Mexico and also Italy." 'Damm, she can speak spanish, thats sexy.' "Well, if need be any language besides english would really throw them off. Seeing as there are over 10 languages and many versions of the lanuages." 'I need to stop trying to impress her to much....well I guess I will ease up a bit.'

Princess Awinita
November 23rd, 2010, 04:45 PM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness} {Spook}

Ange looked over at her friend and saw a little distress in his reddish eyes, she knew about his medication and how it settled him for flight but worried also about any side effects it may have, she gripped his arm firmly. "Not a lot yet Rufi, but I think we're almost ready. There's still one or two missing." She said as she scanned around the hangar. "You really need to keep a check on that stuff, when this is done you should see Doc Hayden on the Hammond and have your kidneys checked ok." She wasn't really asking him, she was telling him out of concern for a friend.
{1st Lt Rufis Dent} {Figment}

A faint smile graced his face. His eyes held a odd type of mirth to them, "Good then I'm early for the party" he snickered. He was the only one slightly out of place in terms of his combat suit, since he was stationed on the Sun Tzu for two and a half years, he'd gotten thel ay of the land onboard. Since he was in charge of the flightgroup there. He was more or less similar to Sheppard, basic pants and black top when not in a flight fight, only in his case, his g-suit was slightly more embellished with a dragon scale pattern on the shoulders, as if he wore a pair of armor pauldrons. Clearly indicating his posting on the 'Tzu

He got serious then about his medication. only Spook knew of his need for it, also the Col on the 'Tzu. But no-one else knew, and if anyone else heard of it, there'd be unwanted questions. He spoke quietly, "Don't worry about me, I haven't spazzed on anyone yet. And when I do, it'll be our enemies." That said a lot, in fact it pretty much said, 'you want me on your team, not against it.' The medication was not in short supply, thankfully he had a case of it within reach on his own F302. He was surprised to say in the least of his posting after his testing with the craft in America. the medication he was given after a bad helicopter accident that left the thing smelling as if a cow had dropped a load.

Rufis smiled, "Besides, who else would have your six if I were..... delayed?" he asked taking his seat. he had a unseen smirk that was fighting to show on his face.

RogueRanger
November 23rd, 2010, 07:24 PM
{Major Pena}

"Oh, I see. That is cool, I dont really speak much spanish because of the area I grew up in. My family comes from Mexico and also Italy." 'Damm, she can speak spanish, thats sexy.' "Well, if need be any language besides english would really throw them off. Seeing as there are over 10 languages and many versions of the lanuages." 'I need to stop trying to impress her to much....well I guess I will ease up a bit.'

{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

"L'italiano? Bene spero che lei possa seguirmi Maggiore" Ange laughed, it was her one strength she had as an instructor. There had been so many students pass through the program, learning their languages was a must and Italian wasn't a lot different to her mother's language. "But I think for this sorte' we'll be too busy speaking with our 302's weapons don't you?"

((OOC *translation* "Italian? Well I hope you can keep up with me Major"))

Rudy Pena
November 23rd, 2010, 07:40 PM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness USAF}

"L'italiano? Bene spero che lei possa seguirmi Maggiore" Ange laughed, it was her one strength she had as an instructor. There had been so many students pass through the program, learning their languages was a must and Italian wasn't a lot different to her mother's language. "But I think for this sorte' we'll be too busy speaking with our 302's weapons don't you?"


((OOC *translation* "Italian? Well I hope you can keep up with me Major"))
{Major Pena}

'Oooo, that sounded so sexy.' "hahaha, I think so too, but hey you never know just what might happen. What is somethings you like to do on your off time?
((OOC, thanks for the translation. :) ))

squirrely1
November 23rd, 2010, 08:53 PM
{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

After going through the pilots listings with Caldwell on his ever present Ipad, Will watched Connor take his seat and made a mental note that he would see the Colonel and speak with privately before Hammond's pilots returned to their ship, but it would take a little time before everyone was settled so he once again left Stephen standing there and walked over to the front row of seats. He crouched down at eye level and kept his voice low. "Connor you can speak to me at any time, you have my word. As soon as I dismiss the briefing we'll have a one on one how's that sound?"




Standing straight and arching his back, Will looked at the direction of the voice, he shook his head. He knew that face, he whipped out his pad again and thumbed through the listings and ID photos. Two stood out, not by their appearances but by their records. Major Karina Thracen and Leuitenant Ange Darkness, a pair of rebellious louts if ever that appleage could ever be applied to women if ever there was. Gamblers, boozers and general layabouts who thought their skill in combat and flying would get them past muster. It had been 'noted' that the pair of them were seen 'flashing' Jack O'Neill from the windows of a bus recently after a particular heavy day of letting off steam when the squadrons had been on a twenty four hour leave out of Cheyenne Mountain. Will sighed and ran his fingers through his sparse hair.

Stephen looked at the wayward officer and his face went a lurid shade of scarlet he stomped over and with hands on hips he stood in front of the Major. "Thracen, sit up and look like you're an officer and zip your jacket up, this is not a bordello..."

Will held his hand up. "It's alright Colonel. At ease."

"Sir, I think you should know..."

"I do already. Major what do you need to ask at this juncture that can't wait until we start the briefing?" Will gave her that don't frak with me face but stood his ground near Mason. He would move if he had to, which was in his own time.

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} {Major Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen - VMAT101}

Karina scowled toward the Colonel as she barely adjusted her lax sitting position by wiggling slightly in her seat and returning her foot to the floor. She did nothing to address her flight suit that was still somewhat disheveled and she had to go one step further and mumbled out just under her heated breath, "Uh Yes Sir Colonel Sir.....always good to know who didn't get any last night!" She had to giggle to herself as she smirked in his general direction trying not to make her mocking too obvious. She was familiar with the inside of the brig and really didn't want to find herself there.....but knew she was relatively safe since they needed all the pilots they could muster on this mission.....insubordinate or not.

Her attention then glazed over toward the Admiral and she found herself seething over the fact that it always came down to her record and never her piloting skills...she sighed heavily and belted out, "Admiral........sir..... thank you....but did you say that some of Jackson's Kasa cobs were missing? Cuz I could swear some of the senior stripes here musta woke up with one of 'em lodged up their arse." She shrugged defiantly and continued in her defense....."Oh but while you're all belly achin over my record and all I'll be pulling your asses outta the fire out there." She straighten up quickly in her seat and promptly zippered her suit toward her chin with a snap.....and glared toward Colonel Caldwell "So honestly, now that I'm properly dressed .....can we get on with this briefing.....Sir?" She smiled at him trying to smooth over all the total insubordinate BS she just shoveled at him praying he'd just let all that slide.


Connor nodded. "Yes sir, fine with me."

And then they were interrupted by yet more latecomers.

Connor's heart sank upon recognising Karina Thracen's voice (it'd been so quiet around he hadn't noticed she wasn't there yet), shouting out to her best friend Ange. He grinned just a little at the dressing-down she received.

"Karina," Connor said, after a clearing of his throat to get her attention. "You know the drill." He didn't have to say any more than that, she knew he meant KP or Latrine duty, or possibly even fuel pipes cleaning (a meaningless job with their 302's) if she didn't behave, and by the look of Mason's face it was safe to say it would be the dirtiest job he could think of. Not that it ever had any effect, she seemed to be oblivious to any of the earlier punishments. Hm, maybe Connor'd have to rethink his strategy on dealing with her.

{Connor (Goose) Mason} {Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen} {Royce (Tank) Sprills}

Karina's eyes met with his and she rolled them dramatically as she nodded in agreement. "Seriously....Goose......you need a hobby or something.... Now who's all in for a great game of poker once this gig is up?" She blatantly smacked her hand on Tank's arm who happened to be in strike range.... "and what about you .....BIG GUY.... TANK?" She asked emphatically...with a whisper so that only he could hear, "I just love the strong and silent type" She couldn't help but eye his sheer size and bulk and found herself no less blushing from the thoughts of seeing him naked in her mind. "and Damn bro....how do you fit in the cockpit? You must put that 302 on?" She giggled at him while leaning over a bit in order to close the gap between them. She winced and noticing he was a little uptight maybe......not really knowing how or what to say in response, she winked at him and patted his muscular arm "Yeah....we'll have to chat later..... you know work on loosening you up a little!" She turned her attention back to the rest of the room hoping this damned thing would get underway.


{1st Lt Ange Darkness}

"Oh sh**" Ange thumped her friend in the ribs. "Buckle up K, Mason has your number." She whispered and tried to make herself as small as poosible. They were friends in flight but with the CAG of Hammond, that friendship ended as soon as wheels were down.



With Mason's back turned to her, Ange was so tempted to flip the bird at him, but she held back, if she got close enough once they were in theatre, she'd let him know then. She sufficed with curling her little finger at him and made sure Frank saw her. Now she was satisfied.



"Oh no, not the Maestro." Ange sighed. He had a sweet voice even if she couldn't understand the words, but serenading her in the middle of a dog fight was rather off putting, she tried to slide down her seat lower, hoping not to meet his eyes.

((OOC name tags please people, we're not all familar with who everyone is yet)) :sam43:

{1st Lt Ange Darkness} {Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen}

"Pffffffft.....Goose? He doesn't scare me." Thracen bandied back at Ange. "They need us Spook...we've got their nads in a pinch....they can't touch us now!" She stuck out her tongue toward Ange ...as they always did....which has fast become their signature salute to one another. "Besides when did niceties win you wars?.....No I have always said....badassery wins wars!" She twisted around in her seat feeling like the brig would be better than this prison of a briefing she was in right about now.

JosephGracey
November 23rd, 2010, 11:54 PM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness} {Lt James Tierney}

"argh" 'He wondered why these briefing were so boring, if we have all the technology why do we always end up just sitting around listening to someone higher ranking than us? When we would all rather be somewhere else.'


{Deadulus wing Red Delta flight reader}

Ryn
November 24th, 2010, 09:38 AM
{Lt Col Connor "Goose" Mason} -- {Lt Frank "Gobbler" Garner}
(bio) (http://forum.gateworld.net/showthread.php?78023-Stargate-New-Seasons-NPC-bio-s-and-discussion-thread&p=12075882&viewfull=1#post12075882)

Connor watched Thracen and her antics, and felt a lot of things. The most of which was disappointment. She never learned. She didn't evolve. She stayed as she was. After all that time spent serving together, he still wasn't sure what to make of her. He knew most of it was a front. It just had to be. A front or an act, to keep up with her reputation. There was more than a little jealousy in the mix too, of the way she acted around other men, and some part of him guessed that was her intention. Like now with Tank. What was all that about? What was she doing? He all but glared at her. This had to stop. One way or the other, he had to end it.

Connor's feet had moved themselves over to her and he now stood in front of her. Bending down so he could grip the armrests of the chair and be in her personal space, Connor spoke up.

"Major Thracen." He felt the others in the room go quiet at the iciness in his tone of voice, but Mason didn't care. The British accent was quite audible, too, as it always was when stressed.

"If I so much as hear ONE disrespectful SYLLABLE from you, be it directed toward myself, or ANY of the officers present, you will NOT, and I repeat, NOT, be flying this mission, nor the next five after. Now I would HATE to waste your talent like that but you will only have YOURSELF to blame. Have I made myself CLEAR, Major? A simple *respectful* yes or no *will* suffice."

As he finished, Connor didn't release the armrests and kept staring at her face, trying very hard not to let that beauty distract him from the reprimand. His grey-blue eyes glittered with anger, she'd gone too far this time. Maybe back on the Hammond he'd have let it go, knowing where it all came from, but not for this mission. This was a pretty vital one, his first ever joint one whilst holding the position of CAG, and he was not going to let it fail because of her.

***

A few seats away, Frank watched, fascinated as always with their little dance. He'd shrug off Spook's earlier response with another eye roll but then this happened whilst he was trying to think of a proper reply anyway. Maybe later. Or never. If Connor's acting that way, she's definitely dented that armour of his... Frank thought, eyes glued to the scene.

puddlejumperOZ
November 24th, 2010, 12:46 PM
<USS Daedalus Central Hangar>

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

Stephen got an elbow from the Admiral in the ribs as the two of them watched the antics of the assembled pilots, it wasn't new to Will, he'd seen worse on Carrier pre-mission briefings, it was a way of hardened men and women blowing off steam before a mission, especially as some knew in their hearts they may not return. He hoped it would be otherwise, but in it was in the hands of Lady Fate, he often cursed her, but not now. "I'm rather enjoying this aren't you Colonel?"

Stephen stood there with his arms folded, he didn't look impressed. It might be ok with the Admiral, being Navy, but he thought Air Force officers were more discilpined. It was more than likely with an on going battle with the various services now ensconsed on the 304's, a severe case of oneupmanship was going down and the Navy was winning the battle. "I'd enjoy it more sir if I knew this lot will do their job when the chips are down."


"Oh lighten up Stephen, they'll have our backs when it's needed most. Nevertheless, I think we're ready, call it up."

"Yes Sir." Caldwell moved to the centre, watched Mason give Thracen her dressing down, for the umpteenth time. He had observed that pair tussle on previous joint missions and this was no different. He gave the Englishman a little time, then made the 'official' introduction.

"Hammond and Daedalus Fighter Wings, Aten-hut! Flag Officer on deck!" It was loud and he even surprised himself at the sound in the cavernous hangar.

((OOC at this point all will rise at the attention postition and stand until the Admiral give the command to be seated. Of course Starbreaker and Spook will be somewhat tardy in doing so));)

JosephGracey
November 24th, 2010, 01:11 PM
{Lt James Tierney}

James was the first to stand and he did so with typical British finesse. As he did so he thought. "Awch, this auld guy is gonnae be CAG, the SGC must be short on officers." He stood there, waiting. Eager to be back in the cockpit and mixing it with the enemy, time was always against them.


{Deadulus wing Red Delta flight reader}

squirrely1
November 24th, 2010, 03:08 PM
{Lt Col Connor "Goose" Mason} -- {Lt Frank "Gobbler" Garner}
(bio) (http://forum.gateworld.net/showthread.php?78023-Stargate-New-Seasons-NPC-bio-s-and-discussion-thread&p=12075882&viewfull=1#post12075882)

Connor watched Thracen and her antics, and felt a lot of things. The most of which was disappointment. She never learned. She didn't evolve. She stayed as she was. After all that time spent serving together, he still wasn't sure what to make of her. He knew most of it was a front. It just had to be. A front or an act, to keep up with her reputation. There was more than a little jealousy in the mix too, of the way she acted around other men, and some part of him guessed that was her intention. Like now with Tank. What was all that about? What was she doing? He all but glared at her. This had to stop. One way or the other, he had to end it.

Connor's feet had moved themselves over to her and he now stood in front of her. Bending down so he could grip the armrests of the chair and be in her personal space, Connor spoke up.

"Major Thracen." He felt the others in the room go quiet at the iciness in his tone of voice, but Mason didn't care. The British accent was quite audible, too, as it always was when stressed.

"If I so much as hear ONE disrespectful SYLLABLE from you, be it directed toward myself, or ANY of the officers present, you will NOT, and I repeat, NOT, be flying this mission, nor the next five after. Now I would HATE to waste your talent like that but you will only have YOURSELF to blame. Have I made myself CLEAR, Major? A simple *respectful* yes or no *will* suffice."

As he finished, Connor didn't release the armrests and kept staring at her face, trying very hard not to let that beauty distract him from the reprimand. His grey-blue eyes glittered with anger, she'd gone too far this time. Maybe back on the Hammond he'd have let it go, knowing where it all came from, but not for this mission. This was a pretty vital one, his first ever joint one whilst holding the position of CAG, and he was not going to let it fail because of her.

***

A few seats away, Frank watched, fascinated as always with their little dance. He'd shrug off Spook's earlier response with another eye roll but then this happened whilst he was trying to think of a proper reply anyway. Maybe later. Or never. If Connor's acting that way, she's definitely dented that armour of his... Frank thought, eyes glued to the scene.

{Lt Col Connor "Goose" Mason} -- {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina could feel the heat of his anger overwhelm her and it wasn't the first time. She could hear the tension in the way the cushioning of the arm rests groaned at the force of his grip bearing down on them. She swallowed hard as her face blanched white, her eyes flooded dark and glazed over as if she could no longer see him but she dared not ignore this command. She was rebellious, indignant and loved to dance the line but she knew when she was at the end of her rope and this was that time. She looked at him as if allowing her eyes to completely pass through him and their energies buzzed together as silence befell the room awaiting her response. She swallowed so hard that she swore the entire room heard it as she forced out in a low monotone voice, "Yes Sir!" Her eyes flickered just as soon as she said it....almost wincing at it's implications and the dread of confirming her defeat. But she was used to it....it had happened so many times before.




<USS Daedalus Central Hangar>

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

Stephen got an elbow from the Admiral in the ribs as the two of them watched the antics of the assembled pilots, it wasn't new to Will, he'd seen worse on Carrier pre-mission briefings, it was a way of hardened men and women blowing off steam before a mission, especially as some knew in their hearts they may not return. He hoped it would be otherwise, but in it was in the hands of Lady Fate, he often cursed her, but not now. "I'm rather enjoying this aren't you Colonel?"

Stephen stood there with his arms folded, he didn't look impressed. It might be ok with the Admiral, being Navy, but he thought Air Force officers were more discilpined. It was more than likely with an on going battle with the various services now ensconsed on the 304's, a severe case of oneupmanship was going down and the Navy was winning the battle. "I'd enjoy it more sir if I knew this lot will do their job when the chips are down."


"Oh lighten up Stephen, they'll have our backs when it's needed most. Nevertheless, I think we're ready, call it up."

"Yes Sir." Caldwell moved to the centre, watched Mason give Thracen her dressing down, for the umpteenth time. He had observed that pair tussle on previous joint missions and this was no different. He gave the Englishman a little time, then made the 'official' introduction.

"Hammond and Daedalus Fighter Wings, Aten-hut! Flag Officer on deck!" It was loud and he even surprised himself at the sound in the cavernous hangar.

((OOC at this point all will rise at the attention postition and stand until the Admiral give the command to be seated. Of course Starbreaker and Spook will be somewhat tardy in doing so));)

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

From that moment on Karina shut down, her eyes fell to the ground as she could hear the familiar sound of the bellowing command.
"Hammond and Daedalus Fighter Wings, Aten-hut! Flag Officer on deck!"
Her mind was on the mission now.....everything else had to take a back seat. She would deal with all this later. As she scrambled to her feet, just a tad tardy as usual she attempted to straighten herself by smoothing down her rumpled uniform. Her heart began to race wildly and felt the thrill of the mission begin to swell her spirit. She had to get it together.....so she snapped her hand quickly toward her forehead in salute and brought her eyes in focus tuning into the Admiral as she allowed her entire peripheral vision to blacken out in a blur.

Col.Foley
November 25th, 2010, 12:17 AM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness} {Spook}

Ange looked over at her friend and saw a little distress in his reddish eyes, she knew about his medication and how it settled him for flight but worried also about any side effects it may have, she gripped his arm firmly. "Not a lot yet Rufi, but I think we're almost ready. There's still one or two missing." She said as she scanned around the hangar. "You really need to keep a check on that stuff, when this is done you should see Doc Hayden on the Hammond and have your kidneys checked ok." She wasn't really asking him, she was telling him out of concern for a friend.



After another look about, Spook saw the Tank take his seat, at least Rufis wasn't the only late comer, she had to lean back to speak to him behind her, she saw where his gaze was directed. "Hey Tank, you know what they call Starbreaker don't you......" She left it unsaid but amongst the males of both Squadrons the implication was there. She gave him a wicked smile and then whipped around when she heard Frank's voice.



"Oh Franky.." She batted her eyelashes at him. "Is that an invitation." She thrust her chest out and sat up straight to emphasise her figure, despite the constaints of the G-suit. "Hmmmm?"




{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} {Major Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen - VMAT101}

Karina scowled toward the Colonel as she barely adjusted her lax sitting position by wiggling slightly in her seat and returning her foot to the floor. She did nothing to address her flight suit that was still somewhat disheveled and she had to go one step further and mumbled out just under her heated breath, "Uh Yes Sir Colonel Sir.....always good to know who didn't get any last night!" She had to giggle to herself as she smirked in his general direction trying not to make her mocking too obvious. She was familiar with the inside of the brig and really didn't want to find herself there.....but knew she was relatively safe since they needed all the pilots they could muster on this mission.....insubordinate or not.

Her attention then glazed over toward the Admiral and she found herself seething over the fact that it always came down to her record and never her piloting skills...she sighed heavily and belted out, "Admiral........sir..... thank you....but did you say that some of Jackson's Kasa cobs were missing? Cuz I could swear some of the senior stripes here musta woke up with one of 'em lodged up their arse." She shrugged defiantly and continued in her defense....."Oh but while you're all belly achin over my record and all I'll be pulling your asses outta the fire out there." She straighten up quickly in her seat and promptly zippered her suit toward her chin with a snap.....and glared toward Colonel Caldwell "So honestly, now that I'm properly dressed .....can we get on with this briefing.....Sir?" She smiled at him trying to smooth over all the total insubordinate BS she just shoveled at him praying he'd just let all that slide.



{Connor (Goose) Mason} {Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen} {Royce (Tank) Sprills}

Karina's eyes met with his and she rolled them dramatically as she nodded in agreement. "Seriously....Goose......you need a hobby or something.... Now who's all in for a great game of poker once this gig is up?" She blatantly smacked her hand on Tank's arm who happened to be in strike range.... "and what about you .....BIG GUY.... TANK?" She asked emphatically...with a whisper so that only he could hear, "I just love the strong and silent type" She couldn't help but eye his sheer size and bulk and found herself no less blushing from the thoughts of seeing him naked in her mind. "and Damn bro....how do you fit in the cockpit? You must put that 302 on?" She giggled at him while leaning over a bit in order to close the gap between them. She winced and noticing he was a little uptight maybe......not really knowing how or what to say in response, she winked at him and patted his muscular arm "Yeah....we'll have to chat later..... you know work on loosening you up a little!" She turned her attention back to the rest of the room hoping this damned thing would get underway.



{1st Lt Ange Darkness} {Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen}

"Pffffffft.....Goose? He doesn't scare me." Thracen bandied back at Ange. "They need us Spook...we've got their nads in a pinch....they can't touch us now!" She stuck out her tongue toward Ange ...as they always did....which has fast become their signature salute to one another. "Besides when did niceties win you wars?.....No I have always said....badassery wins wars!" She twisted around in her seat feeling like the brig would be better than this prison of a briefing she was in right about now.


<USS Daedalus Central Hangar>

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

Stephen got an elbow from the Admiral in the ribs as the two of them watched the antics of the assembled pilots, it wasn't new to Will, he'd seen worse on Carrier pre-mission briefings, it was a way of hardened men and women blowing off steam before a mission, especially as some knew in their hearts they may not return. He hoped it would be otherwise, but in it was in the hands of Lady Fate, he often cursed her, but not now. "I'm rather enjoying this aren't you Colonel?"

Stephen stood there with his arms folded, he didn't look impressed. It might be ok with the Admiral, being Navy, but he thought Air Force officers were more discilpined. It was more than likely with an on going battle with the various services now ensconsed on the 304's, a severe case of oneupmanship was going down and the Navy was winning the battle. "I'd enjoy it more sir if I knew this lot will do their job when the chips are down."


"Oh lighten up Stephen, they'll have our backs when it's needed most. Nevertheless, I think we're ready, call it up."

"Yes Sir." Caldwell moved to the centre, watched Mason give Thracen her dressing down, for the umpteenth time. He had observed that pair tussle on previous joint missions and this was no different. He gave the Englishman a little time, then made the 'official' introduction.

"Hammond and Daedalus Fighter Wings, Aten-hut! Flag Officer on deck!" It was loud and he even surprised himself at the sound in the cavernous hangar.

((OOC at this point all will rise at the attention postition and stand until the Admiral give the command to be seated. Of course Starbreaker and Spook will be somewhat tardy in doing so));)



(OOC And Tank because of his Bulk ;) )

1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank
Tank was a bit...flustered...at the antics of the two women and did not quite know what to say and was not one hundred percent sure what to say or do...but fortanatly the Admiral saved him...for only a moment.

Because of his bulk he had to twist to put down the clipboard that he was reading and got up with a start, and the tight packed chairs made this an almost impossible feat, in so much as he banged his knee into the chair in front of him and winced painfully. He hoped no one, least of all the two girls next to him, saw the gaffee, and he tried to ignore the pain as he waited for the offer to sit down and get back to the mission at hand.

Ryn
November 25th, 2010, 12:56 AM
{Lt Col Connor 'Goose' Mason}

Connor saw Starbreaker's face change, and mentally slapped himself. Kill her spirit like that, why don't you, Con... He sighed, releasing some of his own tension that way, and watched her eyes glaze over and then *something* sizzled between them. What it was, he had no clue, but it was... nice. Somehow. Then the moment was gone and the Admiral's voice bellowed through the bay, momentarily startling him with its demand. He gave her a curt nod, indicating he had understood her answer, but there was no further reply. In words nor looks. She'd essentially shut down all systems and something in his chest tightened at the sight.

He then scrambled back to his feet and turned to face the flag officer, regretfully tearing his eyes away from her. He noticed Tank's bulk get in the way of himself and all but reached out to help steady the guy, but the pilot then stood on his own. Connor shot him a look that asked, 'you all right there, bud?' He saw the wince of pain after and shook his head slightly, he'd seriously have to have a word with those Deady stewards later not to pack those chairs up so tight next time. Hammond stewards knew about Tank, and it was obvious the respective stewards had not communicated with each other about personnel size.

Eyes front and center, his gaze turned to a point slightly above the admiral's head, Connor now stood at attention with the rest of the Hammond's wings. His wingman Garner was at his side as always. He knew that most if not all stood there like them, wingman to wingman, and, probably subconsciously, arranged like how they would be positioned in their respective wings while in flight. He'd drilled that into them and was proud of that.

Vagabond Serpent
November 25th, 2010, 06:17 AM
((Make them sit next to whoever you want. :P))

{Captain Alexey "Maestro" Titarenko}{Lieutenant Sergey "Grasshopper" Alexandrov}

Receiving slight, almost imperceptable nod from Admiral, Maestro and his wingman moved to a couple of unoccupied seats, trying not to disturb the commanding eye too much. The well familiar to him atmosphere of slight uneasiness and bravado, like before any mission made him relax a bit in the sit between Alexandrov and someone else from Hammond wing. He proded Lieutenat in ribs when he saw him throwing hungry glances at Ange Darkness.

"Hey, stop staring at her, it's rude in a situation like this."
"Huh? Oh, no, I'm not staring, I'm just in process of recalling who is who."

Alexey smirked and pretended to study the deck and then the order was bellowed over the room. He sprung up standing and turned in the direction of Admiral, catching Grasshopper behaving properly and doing the same at least this time. He stood there, shun, legs together, hands along the body, head straight, eyes looking at distance, waiting for permission to sit back or further orders, just like he was taught for years.

RogueRanger
November 25th, 2010, 11:43 AM
{Major Pena}

'Oooo, that sounded so sexy.' "hahaha, I think so too, but hey you never know just what might happen. What is somethings you like to do on your off time?
((OOC, thanks for the translation. :) ))

{1st Lt Ange Darkness}

With a look of what might have been a little alluring as seen by some, but it was her natural stance when dealing with the males of the Squadrons Ange smiled a little too sweetly at the senior officer, if the CO had seen he would have told her it was blatant fraternising, but to her it was just, her. "Oh not a lot Major, I have been known to do the odd pole dance." The smile became her trademark mischevious curve.




{Major Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen - VMAT101}

{1st Lt Ange Darkness} {Karina (Starbreaker) Thracen}

"Pffffffft.....Goose? He doesn't scare me." Thracen bandied back at Ange. "They need us Spook...we've got their nads in a pinch....they can't touch us now!" She stuck out her tongue toward Ange ...as they always did....which has fast become their signature salute to one another. "Besides when did niceties win you wars?.....No I have always said....badassery wins wars!" She twisted around in her seat feeling like the brig would be better than this prison of a briefing she was in right about now

The rapport between the two women had grown over the months and it almost became a game, they had even reverted to using coded hand signs they developed after reading a particular fantasy novel where women were the main players over men. Without saying a word Ange singed back at her friend with a rapid motion of fingers and hands. "Badassery and breasts sister, we've got it all over the men, because as we both know they can only think to a degree by the number of hairs on their chest and the speed they can remove thier trousers." Her pink tongue poked out and curved up, then slowly wiped her lips.


{Lt Col Connor "Goose" Mason} -- {Lt Frank "Gobbler" Garner}
(bio) (http://forum.gateworld.net/showthread.php?78023-Stargate-New-Seasons-NPC-bio-s-and-discussion-thread&p=12075882&viewfull=1#post12075882)


A few seats away, Frank watched, fascinated as always with their little dance. He'd shrug off Spook's earlier response with another eye roll but then this happened whilst he was trying to think of a proper reply anyway. Maybe later. Or never. If Connor's acting that way, she's definitely dented that armour of his... Frank thought, eyes glued to the scene.

Things were happening apace, a little too quickly for Ange's liking, having two crews in such close proximity always made for rivalry and maybe a little too much chatter, Ange knew Connor would be pissed and she doubted that Caldwell would be very pleased either, nonetheless she wouldn't change her self being, when the Daedalus CO called "Aten-hut", she rose ever so slowly, actually taking it real nice and easy as if she had all day. To Frank she winked and silently mouthed the words. "We'll deal later Franky-boy." Which might have meant anything from a spar in the Gym, to a grappling match in a secure locker where no one would see them.


{Lt James Tierney}

James was the first to stand and he did so with typical British finesse. As he did so he thought. "Awch, this auld guy is gonnae be CAG, the SGC must be short on officers." He stood there, waiting. Eager to be back in the cockpit and mixing it with the enemy, time was always against them.

Standing there loosely, Ange's head swivelled from side to side paying no attention to the Command staff in front of her, she wanted to see who was flying today and who might get in her way or vice versa, she saw the young Scot, and gave him a little wave and repeated the words both of them had said numerous times. "It's a good day to die, isn't it?"



(OOC And Tank because of his Bulk ;) )

1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank
Tank was a bit...flustered...at the antics of the two women and did not quite know what to say and was not one hundred percent sure what to say or do...but fortanatly the Admiral saved him...for only a moment.

Because of his bulk he had to twist to put down the clipboard that he was reading and got up with a start, and the tight packed chairs made this an almost impossible feat, in so much as he banged his knee into the chair in front of him and winced painfully. He hoped no one, least of all the two girls next to him, saw the gaffee, and he tried to ignore the pain as he waited for the offer to sit down and get back to the mission at hand.

Finally it came to this, standing there waiting for the melodrama of some stuffy staff officers address, personally Spook couldn't give a damn, but she had no choice but to wait. She fidgetted with her hair, turned her head in the direction of a thump she knew was bodily contact with the furniture and shrugged, only one person could be so clumsy. "Tank..you seriously have to lay off the donuts man." She whispered to him and gave him the thumbs up. Who else was going to disturb her day she wondered.

clauz89
November 25th, 2010, 12:54 PM
{Captain Danny "Dragon" Chang} {1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

As he usually does before a mission, Danny was trying to concentrate, but all those chatters and silly menaces really annoyed him. Then he spoke to Ange: "Could we please have more silence, Spook?! You guys waste too much energy here, try and save it for the fight. Confucius said: The superior man wishes to be slow in his words and earnest in his conduct. ".
As the Colonel ordered "Aten-hut!" he swiftly snapped to attention, still kindly disapproving his teammates.

RogueRanger
November 25th, 2010, 01:26 PM
{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

"Oh boy." Ange raised her eyebrows and winced. "Dragon.." She swiveled her head and in doing so her band slipped off her hair sending in disarray...again. "Captain, I am soo sorry, did I wake you??" She had to smile again and her jaw was getting tired from overworking it so early in the piece. But she liked him, steady and calm, he always managed to be a good influence on her, most of the time anyway.

{Red Echo Flight leader. Lead adversary instructor for both Wings. }

Ryn
November 25th, 2010, 01:37 PM
((OOC: it would help me a lot if people also added the ship on which they are stationed :o I know some of them already but not all, so please :o ))

{Lt Col Connor "Goose" Mason (Hammie CAG)}
{1st Lt Frank "Gobbler" Garner - Hammie}

Connor shot the crew a glance, they were muttering amongst themselves. Were tensions running that high, he hadn't noticed. But then again, he'd been busy. His eyes focused on Starbreaker for a moment, then turned back to the flag officers' present, awaiting their briefing. He hoped the crew would find it within themselves to be, well, *quiet*. He could feel Frank fidget beside him, from a cursory glance it was apparently Spook's doing. He shot her a glare and surreptitiously elbowed Frank, satisfied when his friend stood once again rock still. Neither of them were very patient. ;)
Frank had indeed looked back at Ange, catching her soundless reply. He'd just nodded back, looking just a tad annoyed.

JosephGracey
November 25th, 2010, 02:12 PM
{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness} {Lt. James "Highlander" Tierney}

James turned to Ange. "It's no different than any other day in space." James smiles then turns his head back.


{Deadulus wing Red Delta flight reader}

puddlejumperOZ
November 25th, 2010, 03:55 PM
<USS Daedalus Central Hangar>


{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}NPC


"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Hammond and Daedalus Wings." Stephen said emphasising the first with a touch of sarcasm, he knew that there were a few he'd have on his report later on. "Staragte Commands Fleet Officer, Admiral William MacGregor will now brief you on this auspicious occasion, saving Earth and possibly the galaxy. So listen up!"

Will suppressed a grimace and leaned over to his friend. "A little over the top isn't it Stephen?" He said quietly then turned to face the assembled pilots. Ground crews stood in and around the aircraft, some sitting on the wings for a better view.

"At ease all of you." The Admiral had a tradition from his days as a CAG himself and he wasn't about to break with tradition now. He handed a box he had brought with him to one of the stewards, opened it himself and drew out two large havana's one for himself and one for Caldwell he offered it over and told the steward to pass them around. He stuck his and his mouth, but would not light up until everyone had their own.


((OOC I will wait an appropite time for you all to sit and take your stogie, at which point the Admiral and Caldwell will light up. If your character is non smoker like the Admiral, you just don't inhale like Clinton)):jack_new15:

Rudy Pena
November 25th, 2010, 05:53 PM
{1st Lt Ange Darkness}

With a look of what might have been a little alluring as seen by some, but it was her natural stance when dealing with the males of the Squadrons Ange smiled a little too sweetly at the senior officer, if the CO had seen he would have told her it was blatant fraternising, but to her it was just, her. "Oh not a lot Major, I have been known to do the odd pole dance." The smile became her trademark mischevious curve.
'What the frak does she think this is a damned strip joint.' Pena sat down heavily, as the steward came around to him he took the havana and stuffed it between his lips. Hopefully he had some of it left for the return and if he had scored any kills, he quietly thanked the young woman and glared at Spooks back in the meantime.

squirrely1
November 25th, 2010, 11:26 PM
(OOC And Tank because of his Bulk ;) )

1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank
Tank was a bit...flustered...at the antics of the two women and did not quite know what to say and was not one hundred percent sure what to say or do...but fortanatly the Admiral saved him...for only a moment.

Because of his bulk he had to twist to put down the clipboard that he was reading and got up with a start, and the tight packed chairs made this an almost impossible feat, in so much as he banged his knee into the chair in front of him and winced painfully. He hoped no one, least of all the two girls next to him, saw the gaffee, and he tried to ignore the pain as he waited for the offer to sit down and get back to the mission at hand.

1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

It didn't take long for Karina to be distracted by the Bulky Tank who was now seemingly cursing the chairs around him and nimbly trying to stand at attention without causing too much of a scene...but failing miserably. She snorted under her breath and whispered out toward him, "Hey Tank..... you ok? Or do I need to send back up?" She fought hard to suppress the giggle that was forming in her throat but she didn't dare draw attention to herself again....not now anyway. She glanced over at him to see his displeasure and confusion but somehow found him to be so endearing. She continues with a whisper, "I mean seriously....where were you 5 minutes ago.... I could've used a distraction like that?!" She realized at this point she was pushing it again so she snapped back to attention and tried to give her most serious look toward the Admiral.





<USS Daedalus Central Hangar>


{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}NPC


"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Hammond and Daedalus Wings." Stephen said emphasising the first with a touch of sarcasm, he knew that there were a few he'd have on his report later on. "Staragte Commands Fleet Officer, Admiral William MacGregor will now brief you on this auspicious occasion, saving Earth and possibly the galaxy. So listen up!"

Will suppressed a grimace and leaned over to his friend. "A little over the top isn't it Stephen?" He said quietly then turned to face the assembled pilots. Ground crews stood in and around the aircraft, some sitting on the wings for a better view.

"At ease all of you." The Admiral had a tradition from his days as a CAG himself and he wasn't about to break with tradition now. He handed a box he had brought with him to one of the stewards, opened it himself and drew out two large havana's one for himself and one for Caldwell he offered it over and told the steward to pass them around. He stuck his and his mouth, but would not light up until everyone had their own.


((OOC I will wait an appropite time for you all to sit and take your stogie, at which point the Admiral and Caldwell will light up. If your character is non smoker like the Admiral, you just don't inhale like Clinton)):jack_new15:

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

"At ease all of you."

Immediately Karina went limp and plopped back down into her seat. She felt exhausted all of a sudden and knew it was probably because of her face off with Connor. She stayed quiet but bounced her eyes around the room trying to find him amongst the crowd. She did feel it too.....there was always something ....a pull toward him but then again something inside her wanted to be at odds with him as if constantly testing the waters. She didn't dare try and figure it out...all she knew was that she felt just a little sick right now and maybe the stoogie would help. She grabbed one as the box passed by her and as she quickly unwrapped it she found him.....Connor....across the room. He immediately glanced at her as if he knew she tagged him with her eyes. Time seemed to still for moment as they stared at one another it was probably only a very brief moment but time always stopped when she connected with him that way. She shrugged and gave him an almost imperceptible smile as if to inquire if they were still "OK". She hated when she pissed someone off just before a mission...especially him.....not knowing if she will have the chance to correct her blunder later. she always felt that later was never promised in their business....the only thing she was sure of was here and now...and she hoped they could have at least one kind word before they launched.

She got back to business, swiped the fat boy under her nose, sniffing it and grinned almost manically as she chewed off the end to prep it for fire. "Hey who has the lighter? Get a move on people we don't have all day here!"

{Hammond Wing - Foxtrot/Blue Leader}

Ryn
November 26th, 2010, 12:51 AM
Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason & 1st Lt Frank "Gobbler" Garner

Connor relaxed to "at ease", releasing a breath he hadn't realised he was holding. He grimaced slightly at the cigar thing, wondering how on earth that had become tradition before a particularly difficult mission, but then again it had. It made his stomach turn, and he almost declined the cigar that was offered. This was one of those times he cursed his position. He had to accept it, no doubt about that. He owed it to the men. Never mind a possible allergy to it, or one of its ingredients. He'd have to talk to Dr Beth about it, see if she could test him and confirm a suspicion... His thoughts became interrupted by a certain 'pull', then, and he looked up. Only to find Karina's eyes bearing into his. She seemed to have her spirit back from what he could tell. His heart soared at the sight, momentarily making him forget all about his sick stomach.
Connor felt himself nod only slightly toward her and that impossibly small, sweet smile of hers. He knew what it meant from experience, of course they were OK. He could never stay mad at her for long, anyway. He gave her a grin back and then looked at the object in his hand, looking at it as if it were the first time.

He still felt slightly sick from the mere sight of the cigar. Connor carefully unwrapped it, got it ready to "smoke" (he never inhaled :rolleyes:), and braced himself for the horribly sweet smell which he knew would soon assault him from everywhere around.

Beside him, Frank grinned a little, knowing exactly what Connor was going through. He always ribbed him on about it. "Don't throw up," his friend smirked mock-warningly. Mason shot him a glare, to which Frank only chuckled. Out of respect for Connor's rank, he kept it mercifully short though.


Hammond CAG - Hammond Wing, AlphaBlue Flight Leader & Hammond Wing, AlphaBlue XO

JosephGracey
November 26th, 2010, 07:32 PM
{Lt. James Tierney}

Spreads sits down and and relaxes. He looks at the cigars making their way towards him and feels himself already becoming a little queasy. "What a stupid tradition." Half the people at this briefing never smoked and he always felt a little embarrassed pretending to enjoy it.

{Daedalus wing Delta red flight leader}

Col.Foley
November 27th, 2010, 12:58 AM
<USS Daedalus Central Hangar>


{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell}NPC


"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Hammond and Daedalus Wings." Stephen said emphasising the first with a touch of sarcasm, he knew that there were a few he'd have on his report later on. "Staragte Commands Fleet Officer, Admiral William MacGregor will now brief you on this auspicious occasion, saving Earth and possibly the galaxy. So listen up!"

Will suppressed a grimace and leaned over to his friend. "A little over the top isn't it Stephen?" He said quietly then turned to face the assembled pilots. Ground crews stood in and around the aircraft, some sitting on the wings for a better view.

"At ease all of you." The Admiral had a tradition from his days as a CAG himself and he wasn't about to break with tradition now. He handed a box he had brought with him to one of the stewards, opened it himself and drew out two large havana's one for himself and one for Caldwell he offered it over and told the steward to pass them around. He stuck his and his mouth, but would not light up until everyone had their own.


((OOC I will wait an appropite time for you all to sit and take your stogie, at which point the Admiral and Caldwell will light up. If your character is non smoker like the Admiral, you just don't inhale like Clinton)):jack_new15:
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank.

Tank sat down and glanced anxiously at the box making its way around. He found the habbit to be purely disgusting and a distruction of one's mind, body, and soul. He did not like the taste either and was really nervous around his collegues that did partake in the habbit. He took it and sort of looked at it before offering it to Karina who was next to him. Figuring that she might want it, and he needed to concentrate on the mission.



1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

It didn't take long for Karina to be distracted by the Bulky Tank who was now seemingly cursing the chairs around him and nimbly trying to stand at attention without causing too much of a scene...but failing miserably. She snorted under her breath and whispered out toward him, "Hey Tank..... you ok? Or do I need to send back up?" She fought hard to suppress the giggle that was forming in her throat but she didn't dare draw attention to herself again....not now anyway. She glanced over at him to see his displeasure and confusion but somehow found him to be so endearing. She continues with a whisper, "I mean seriously....where were you 5 minutes ago.... I could've used a distraction like that?!" She realized at this point she was pushing it again so she snapped back to attention and tried to give her most serious look toward the Admiral.






{Admiral William MacGregor} {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

"At ease all of you."

Immediately Karina went limp and plopped back down into her seat. She felt exhausted all of a sudden and knew it was probably because of her face off with Connor. She stayed quiet but bounced her eyes around the room trying to find him amongst the crowd. She did feel it too.....there was always something ....a pull toward him but then again something inside her wanted to be at odds with him as if constantly testing the waters. She didn't dare try and figure it out...all she knew was that she felt just a little sick right now and maybe the stoogie would help. She grabbed one as the box passed by her and as she quickly unwrapped it she found him.....Connor....across the room. He immediately glanced at her as if he knew she tagged him with her eyes. Time seemed to still for moment as they stared at one another it was probably only a very brief moment but time always stopped when she connected with him that way. She shrugged and gave him an almost imperceptible smile as if to inquire if they were still "OK". She hated when she pissed someone off just before a mission...especially him.....not knowing if she will have the chance to correct her blunder later. she always felt that later was never promised in their business....the only thing she was sure of was here and now...and she hoped they could have at least one kind word before they launched.

She got back to business, swiped the fat boy under her nose, sniffing it and grinned almost manically as she chewed off the end to prep it for fire. "Hey who has the lighter? Get a move on people we don't have all day here!"

{Hammond Wing - Foxtrot/Blue Leader}


he found it hard not to smirk at the officer next to him, and only succeeded in making it a small smirk. And then he nodded to her whimsically. "Sorry, I forgot to set my alarm clock...well for Zulu time...it is actually lucky I woke up when I did...I always had a good danger sense. So in short, I did not get the sleep that I thought I would get, and I arrived a little late." He chuckled again. "Actually I probably could have been but I wanted to arrive properly groomed."

clauz89
November 27th, 2010, 02:01 AM
{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

"Oh boy." Ange raised her eyebrows and winced. "Dragon.." She swiveled her head and in doing so her band slipped off her hair sending in disarray...again. "Captain, I am soo sorry, did I wake you??" She had to smile again and her jaw was getting tired from overworking it so early in the piece. But she liked him, steady and calm, he always managed to be a good influence on her, most of the time anyway.

{Red Echo Flight leader. Lead adversary instructor for both Wings. }

{Captain Danny Chang *Dragon*}

Danny sat down and waited for the box to reach him. "Yes, you did" He whispered back to her, pretending to be calmly angry.
He took his havana and waited for the lighter without saying a word. He had never smoked, he didn't want to ruin his lungs. "Better to die fighting in space than in a hospital bed". He considered it a silly tradition, but he knew how important it is for those who risk their life everyday.
{Hammond wing }

Vagabond Serpent
November 28th, 2010, 10:17 AM
{Captain Alexey Titarenko "Maestro"}{Lieutenant Sergey Alexandrov "Grasshopper"}

Both Russians sat down and waited for the box to make it round. Alexey noticed his wingman watching at Ange covertly and sighed, reaching for cigar. Both of them smoke, but this time the boy wasn't going to and he did wise as havanas weren't your cigarettes and his inexperienced lungs would just explode. Titarenko lighted the cigar and enjoyed it.

{Daedalus}

RogueRanger
November 28th, 2010, 01:48 PM
{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness} {Lt. James "Highlander" Tierney}

James turned to Ange. "It's no different than any other day in space." James smiles then turns his head back.


{Deadulus wing Red Delta flight reader}

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

"It'll be a walk in the park Jimmy, we'll be home sipping lagers before we know it." Ange said softly knowing in her heart that some may not be, but she prayed it would be otherwise.




{Captain Danny Chang *Dragon*}

Danny sat down and waited for the box to reach him. "Yes, you did" He whispered back to her, pretending to be calmly angry.
He took his havana and waited for the lighter without saying a word. He had never smoked, he didn't want to ruin his lungs. "Better to die fighting in space than in a hospital bed". He considered it a silly tradition, but he knew how important it is for those who risk their life everyday.
{Hammond wing }

Ange took the offered cigar and thanked the steward and watched carefully as the others took various degrees of ambiguity to the brown sweet smelling stogie. Starbreaker and Spook had become quite the officiandos of the Havana and at every card game it was madatory, filling the officers mess on Hammond with the plumes. Connor hated it and it was a reason for them to do it all the more so. She pulled out her 'SGC' Zippo lighter, flicked the knurl and lit the end of the cigar. Puffing contentedly large plumes until she managed a perfectly respectable ring. Once she was satisfied of that she sat and stretched her legs and relaxed. "Next time I'll set the alarm for you Danny, just so you can get my coffee." She smiled as she elbowed him just enough to knock his own arm of his side rest.


{Captain Alexey Titarenko "Maestro"}{Lieutenant Sergey Alexandrov "Grasshopper"}

Both Russians sat down and waited for the box to make it round. Alexey noticed his wingman watching at Ange covertly and sighed, reaching for cigar. Both of them smoke, but this time the boy wasn't going to and he did wise as havanas weren't your cigarettes and his inexperienced lungs would just explode. Titarenko lighted the cigar and enjoyed it.

{Daedalus}

Ange looked sideways at Grasshopper, the boy was such a chicken sometimes, she blew and an effective cloud his was as if daring him to take it in. Karina was having as much fun with those near her and Spook stuck her little finger up as a salute to the others still wondering what to do. Of course Starbreaker would know the meaning and Ange just waited for the moment now that would bring this little moment of frivolity to a close and the serious business to begin.

Ryn
November 28th, 2010, 02:20 PM
Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason

Connor's eyes watered as the smell became... bad. He pulled a hanky out of his pocket and blew his nose. Then surreptitiously wiped off his face. He sat down, not entirely sure he could keep standing up if this kept going. Some part of him hoped the bay's fire alarm would pick up on the smoke but he knew better. They were fairly advanced fire alarms, alien tech made sure of that. The temperature of the room didn't match the amount of smoke, and there was no actual fire, either. He sighed. He'd just have to ride this one out.
Goose looked around, trying to find a distraction to the smoke. At least he didn't smell it anymore now, his nose was full of the scent and had soaked up all it could. Thank God for small favours, he thought, feeling his stomach settle down after the initial outburst.

Somehow he found himself watching Starbreaker and Spook. It was poker night all over again. And sure enough, Frank stood there too. Connor shook his head, and wandered over as well. Just in time for Spook to form a perfect ring of smoke.

"See you're up to your tricks again, Spook." His face was still a little green, but he didn't really know that. "Let's just hope I won't have to make the same threat." He said, good-naturedly, nodding towards Karina, but he kept his attention on Spook.

puddlejumperOZ
November 28th, 2010, 07:31 PM
<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

The two older men watched with mild amusement as the pilots all settled into their comfort zones. William took note of the behaviour of Starbreaker and Spook, trouble makers both, yet between the two of them they probably had the best scoring ratios in the entire fleet and he didn't give a damn if they got up and started a fight right there and then, when it came to doing what had to be done they would be at the sharp end. Mason on the other hand was the same in another way. By the book, steady reliable, someone you could count on and someone the younger pilots would look up to. Frank was his shadow and much the same. The others all had their strengths and weaknesses as well. But would be their strengths he would be looking for this night. Stephen blew out a largish billow, without inhaling, waved his hand about and looked sternly at this bunch. They would do alright, that was the only thing he cared about.

"I think it's time Admiral."

"Yes we're close Stephen. I'll give them another few minutes and then we'll start." William walked near a large whiteboard and took up a felt pen in readiness, squiggles was something he had practiced a thousand times, this would be no different.

clauz89
November 29th, 2010, 11:57 AM
{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}
Ange took the offered cigar and thanked the steward and watched carefully as the others took various degrees of ambiguity to the brown sweet smelling stogie. Starbreaker and Spook had become quite the officiandos of the Havana and at every card game it was madatory, filling the officers mess on Hammond with the plumes. Connor hated it and it was a reason for them to do it all the more so. She pulled out her 'SGC' Zippo lighter, flicked the knurl and lit the end of the cigar. Puffing contentedly large plumes until she managed a perfectly respectable ring. Once she was satisfied of that she sat and stretched her legs and relaxed. "Next time I'll set the alarm for you Danny, just so you can get my coffee." She smiled as she elbowed him just enough to knock his own arm of his side rest.


{Capt. Danny Chang *Dragon*}

"Oh, god, I hate her when she acts like this, a young hotheaded girl, but, damn it, she's really one of our best fighter pilots..."
"Should I remember you I'm a superior officer?" he smiled back at her, wondering when she would learn to behave properly.

AtlantisRules!!!
November 29th, 2010, 12:50 PM
{Major Kevin Marks}

"...Daedalus, Hammond is moving station to two thousand meters to your port. Copy?"

RogueRanger
November 29th, 2010, 01:42 PM
<Daedalus Bridge>

{Major Pyle XO Daedalus}

"Copy that Hammond, two klicks to port, confirm radar contact now ten klicks, over!"

AtlantisRules!!!
November 29th, 2010, 01:44 PM
{Major Kevin Marks}

"Confirmed, Daedalus! Standby."

RogueRanger
November 29th, 2010, 01:55 PM
Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason

Connor's eyes watered as the smell became... bad. He pulled a hanky out of his pocket and blew his nose. Then surreptitiously wiped off his face. He sat down, not entirely sure he could keep standing up if this kept going. Some part of him hoped the bay's fire alarm would pick up on the smoke but he knew better. They were fairly advanced fire alarms, alien tech made sure of that. The temperature of the room didn't match the amount of smoke, and there was no actual fire, either. He sighed. He'd just have to ride this one out.
Goose looked around, trying to find a distraction to the smoke. At least he didn't smell it anymore now, his nose was full of the scent and had soaked up all it could. Thank God for small favours, he thought, feeling his stomach settle down after the initial outburst.

Somehow he found himself watching Starbreaker and Spook. It was poker night all over again. And sure enough, Frank stood there too. Connor shook his head, and wandered over as well. Just in time for Spook to form a perfect ring of smoke.

"See you're up to your tricks again, Spook." His face was still a little green, but he didn't really know that. "Let's just hope I won't have to make the same threat." He said, good-naturedly, nodding towards Karina, but he kept his attention on Spook.


{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

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Placing her cigar on the arm of her chair and jamming it so it wouldn't fall, Ange now had one of once in a lifetime opportunities, with Dragon on one side, Frank two seats away watching her like a hound on point, she as usual refused to back down, and as Frank was her target as always until he learned where she was coming from she didn't hesitate to show him or Dragon for that matter. As Connor leaned in close, she grabbed him by his flight suit collar and kissed him hard on the mouth, holding him there for as long as decently possible and then letting him go, she then turned and smiled at Frank, blew him a kiss and felt now was the right moment to answer Dragon.




{Capt. Danny Chang *Dragon*}

"Oh, god, I hate her when she acts like this, a young hotheaded girl, but, damn it, she's really one of our best fighter pilots..."
"Should I remember you I'm a superior officer?" he smiled back at her, wondering when she would learn to behave properly.

"Yeah I know and I really have to stop doing that don't I?" She lunged for him in a similar manner as she did Connor and then sat back giggling, took up her cigar again and puffed merrily.


{Red Echo Flight leader. Lead adversary instructor for both Wings.}

Ryn
November 29th, 2010, 02:44 PM
Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason

This truly wasn't Connor's best day ever. The kiss felt weird, maybe even sour, totally unexpected and it just totally made him angry. What was she thinking?! Spook never thought, she just acted! He shot a quick glance toward Karina (of *course* she'd seen it, whatever was he thinking?!), then looked back at Spook. He had to do this by the book, just had to.

"Report to the brig, *lieutenant*." Mason spat, anger evident. "Now."
He stood there arms in his side, obviously very mad, and at the end of his tether. To him she wasn't worthy of attending any mission, now. Not anything.


Hammond CAG - Hammond Wing, AlphaBlue leader

***

Lt Frank "Gobbler" Garner

And Connor wasn't the only angry one around (OK, maybe Frank was just a little upset, definitely not as angry as his friend). Spook had done it again. Won yet another part of her eternal race with Starbreaker on who could break the most rules in one setting and live to tell the tale. Frank swallowed, on some deep dark level wishing it'd been *him* she'd bestowed the kiss on. But no, it had to be a superior officer, of course it had. Else it wouldn't count, just like that air-whateveritwas-kiss she did next.

All things considered, Garner admired Spook, though, it took some guts to do all that and her courage had never been lacking. Not in anything she did. Frank sat back down, daring a glance at the flag officers present who were watching. Wondering what was going to happen now, and also feeling slightly embarrassed. This sort of thing never did end well, was probably even bad luck. He ran a hand through his millimetre hair and scratched his head, then stared at the floor, arms resting on his knees.

Hammond Wing, AlphaBlue XO.

RogueRanger
November 29th, 2010, 04:30 PM
{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

http://i811.photobucket.com/albums/zz37/melanieoz/My%20Sigs%20and%20stuff/1stLt.jpg

Ange sat there dumbfounded, it wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last time Mason had brought her down to Earth. But she was sunk now good and proper and no one had the key, she was frozen to her seat and sat upright, the cigar dropped in her lap and she brushed it away, she had half a mind to just hit him in the jaw, but that was the last thing she'd ever do. She looked around for something anything, a rope to cling on to.

Princess Awinita
November 29th, 2010, 05:10 PM
{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}

When the tray of smokes made its way to him, Rufis only put up two fingers as if to take one, but instead closed the lid, passing it along, watching Spook closely. He looked then towards Caldwell and the Admiral doubtless they too were watching the scene. Without thinking it a hand of his touched ever so briefly, Spooks left shoulder blade. and Figments calm voice quietly was heard hearing. as if it were a distant memory. 'Where would you be if I were delayed? I got your six.'

Rufis wasn't one to barg in on anything, even if a frecking herdo f cattle had been beamed abarod, he'd keep out of things, unless called upon, which he hoped at the moment wouldn;t happen. He watched the elder man closely, wondering how he'd eract to the actions that Spook just got handed to her. Spook would fly this mission, Caldwell's ship so Caldwell's orders.

Right?

puddlejumperOZ
November 29th, 2010, 05:55 PM
<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

"Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph." Will exclaimed to no one in particular. "Stephen it's your ship, do you want to sort this out?"

"No way Admiral, I've had it up to my roots with that girl, I had more hair than I do now before she transferred from the Hammond, I really don't know how Mason and Sam put up with her?"

Will shrugged, he'd had plenty of these type of officers to deal with in his lifetime, this youngster would be no different. He walked over and stood next to Connor. "Colonel Mason, stand easy. I think I know how to deal with the Lieutenant." With hands on his hips Will stood over the small woman like a mountain and with his frame he would appear so to her as she sat there some what recalcitrant. "Stand the frak up Lieutenant. Now!" he made sure everyone heard him. This was to end here, from all of them, he slowly turned his head toward Starbreaker and dared her to say something.

RogueRanger
November 29th, 2010, 08:56 PM
*direct secure link to Colonel Caldwell from Hammond*

{Colonel Samantha Carter}

"Stephen, I need you to know and the Admiral as well, the LA have been confirmed as being on Earth and we fear they are working with the North Koreans. To that aim, we can't fail in our mission, I don't want this to spread amongst the crew, but it is vital we win this battle do you copy over."

RogueRanger
November 29th, 2010, 10:19 PM
<Daedalus Central Hangar Bay>

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

"Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph." Will exclaimed to no one in particular. "Stephen it's your ship, do you want to sort this out?"

"No way Admiral, I've had it up to my roots with that girl, I had more hair than I do now before she transferred from the Hammond, I really don't know how Mason and Sam put up with her?"

Will shrugged, he'd had plenty of these type of officers to deal with in his lifetime, this youngster would be no different. He walked over and stood next to Connor. "Colonel Mason, stand easy. I think I know how to deal with the Lieutenant." With hands on his hips Will stood over the small woman like a mountain and with his frame he would appear so to her as she sat there some what recalcitrant. "Stand the frak up Lieutenant. Now!" he made sure everyone heard him. This was to end here, from all of them, he slowly turned his head toward Starbreaker and dared her to say something.

{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

http://i811.photobucket.com/albums/zz37/melanieoz/My%20Sigs%20and%20stuff/1stLt.jpg

Ange was not afraid of anything in this universe, nothing except her father and Generals and Admirals, they could totally ruin her life and all of a sudden she was staring the firing squad in the face. So okay she might have pushed it a teeny weeny little bit. She rose slowly and bit her lip, so hard it began to bleed and she swore under her breath. "Oh F*&$" Then almost fell back over the arm of her chair. She steadied herself and began her pleading, not taking her eyes of either man in front of her. "Colonel Mas... Admiral I can explain...." She couldn't at all, right now she was so many wrongs and her eyes welled, she may as well pull the trigger on herself there and then.

squirrely1
November 29th, 2010, 11:01 PM
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank.

Tank sat down and glanced anxiously at the box making its way around. He found the habbit to be purely disgusting and a distruction of one's mind, body, and soul. He did not like the taste either and was really nervous around his collegues that did partake in the habbit. He took it and sort of looked at it before offering it to Karina who was next to him. Figuring that she might want it, and he needed to concentrate on the mission.
he found it hard not to smirk at the officer next to him, and only succeeded in making it a small smirk. And then he nodded to her whimsically. "Sorry, I forgot to set my alarm clock...well for Zulu time...it is actually lucky I woke up when I did...I always had a good danger sense. So in short, I did not get the sleep that I thought I would get, and I arrived a little late." He chuckled again. "Actually I probably could have been but I wanted to arrive properly groomed."




1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank. {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina leaned over toward the very large man and sniffed along his body emphatically ...."mmmmmm yeeees... I am sooo glad you took the time to groom properly... I wouldn't want to know what a man of your size would smell like all sweatied up and jammed into the cockpit of a 302.....or" SHe paused for dramatic effect as she tapped her index finger over the puffiness of her lips in a somewhat sensual manner... "maybe that could be quite tantalizing....yeah but you probably don't want to know.....what turns a girl on like me." She winked at him with a smirk as she lit the end of her cigar and drew in several puffs making the air around her quite dense with smoke.

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness} Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

With all the commotion that Spook was kicking up ....Karina throws her a confirming look along with her signature hand gestures that only Spook can decipher...it's their own secret code. But Karina knows that Spook is always trying to one up her and while they are the best of friends sometimes this causes tensions to run high between the two women. They have had their share of scuffles and exchanged a few punches but for now....Karina is going to let Spook run amok...she has confidence that Connor will put her in her place as he can always do with the two of them.

After the nod Karina received from Connor she knows he is just about at the end of his rope. Between the putrid cigar smoke and the way she and Spook have been acting not to mention the stress of the mission...Connor is looking a little worse for wear. Karina winks at him as she seemingly mocks a salute toward him with a smirk, she leans back in her chair to prop her feet up and enjoys the display.

Upon noticing Spook move in for the kiss....the famed kiss that she always manages to get in there (you'd think by now Connor would be expecting this and he'd learn to block or something) ...she giggles at the sight and takes comfort in Connor's wretched expression as well as the five shades of red his face turns as he grips his fists together to return fire. All she can hear is "NOW!!" Cuz all the rest was just sort of blurted together in frustration. But it really can't be good.

As the Admiral approaches to address Spook.... Karina swallows hard knowing that he very well could include her in all this mess. She acknowledges the look..the one he gives her.....of 'Don't you dare say or do anything right now or I will kill you look'....and she lets her feet drop to the floor, straightens up in her chair and tries not to even breathe.

Ryn
November 30th, 2010, 01:19 AM
Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason

Connor was more than happy to hand the situation over. Somehow this always happened, over and over and over, and... He wanted off this merry-go-round. It was slowly doing his head in. His arms crossed on their own and he stood staring at the floor, wishing it would swallow him up. He was this close to resigning, even about to pull the insignia off the flight suit and toss them down on the floor. Then a 302 wheel caught his eye and he looked at the magnificent craft instead. Wishing he could just walk over there and take off, just like that. He only wanted to fly, that really was the only thing that mattered. The 302's were what really had sold him to the SGC back in the day, it had never been the fact that aliens existed out there. Just the planes, always the planes... He focused on them, pushing everything else away, even Karina. Although that got harder and harder to do, these days.

Maybe the plane could be what was needed now, a reminder. He didn't return Spook's gaze, ignored her pleas, kept his eyes on the metal bird. Then looked back at the Admiral briefly while he spoke.

Connor cleared his throat. "Sir, finish the briefing please. I think that's more important."

He looked calmed down enough now, just looking at a plane had that effect. Not to mention the feel of the tiny toy plane (about an inch big) invisibly hidden in a trouser pocket. It was a fairly recent acquisition, he'd fabricated it himself while off duty, in some remote part of the 'bay. The mechanics had seen him work on it, but none had any remarks, not to his face at least. Connor didn't care what they thought amongst themselves. One of them had helped find parts for him though (mostly scrap metal and stuff no longer needed on the work floor), it seemed they shared the hobby. Connor's quarters held many such objects, he fled to it each time the peer pressure became too high. He was currently working on a replica of the Hammond, finding parts for it proved a definite challenge.


Hammond CAG- Hammond Wing, AlphaBlue leader.

JosephGracey
November 30th, 2010, 09:31 AM
{Lt. James "Highlander" Tierney}

"So here we are again a bunch of people that didn't look as if they should be allowed to have a driving license never mind fly planes but somehow everyone managed to pull it out the bag". He looked at the rest of Red Delta "and wondered why they all seemed to be so tense even his bestfriend and wing man always seemed tense maybe it was because they knew what was at stake maybe its because they knew that the cost of victory was a greater price than any of us wanted to pay."

Col.Foley
November 30th, 2010, 11:33 AM
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank. {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina leaned over toward the very large man and sniffed along his body emphatically ...."mmmmmm yeeees... I am sooo glad you took the time to groom properly... I wouldn't want to know what a man of your size would smell like all sweatied up and jammed into the cockpit of a 302.....or" SHe paused for dramatic effect as she tapped her index finger over the puffiness of her lips in a somewhat sensual manner... "maybe that could be quite tantalizing....yeah but you probably don't want to know.....what turns a girl on like me." She winked at him with a smirk as she lit the end of her cigar and drew in several puffs making the air around her quite dense with smoke.

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness} Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

With all the commotion that Spook was kicking up ....Karina throws her a confirming look along with her signature hand gestures that only Spook can decipher...it's their own secret code. But Karina knows that Spook is always trying to one up her and while they are the best of friends sometimes this causes tensions to run high between the two women. They have had their share of scuffles and exchanged a few punches but for now....Karina is going to let Spook run amok...she has confidence that Connor will put her in her place as he can always do with the two of them.

After the nod Karina received from Connor she knows he is just about at the end of his rope. Between the putrid cigar smoke and the way she and Spook have been acting not to mention the stress of the mission...Connor is looking a little worse for wear. Karina winks at him as she seemingly mocks a salute toward him with a smirk, she leans back in her chair to prop her feet up and enjoys the display.

Upon noticing Spook move in for the kiss....the famed kiss that she always manages to get in there (you'd think by now Connor would be expecting this and he'd learn to block or something) ...she giggles at the sight and takes comfort in Connor's wretched expression as well as the five shades of red his face turns as he grips his fists together to return fire. All she can hear is "NOW!!" Cuz all the rest was just sort of blurted together in frustration. But it really can't be good.

As the Admiral approaches to address Spook.... Karina swallows hard knowing that he very well could include her in all this mess. She acknowledges the look..the one he gives her.....of 'Don't you dare say or do anything right now or I will kill you look'....and she lets her feet drop to the floor, straightens up in her chair and tries not to even breathe.
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Tank
Royce was shocked by the erruption of...pure emotion...that had exploded in the briefing bay, and though it take him a thousand years he doubted he could not have understood just what happened. Though the Admiral certainly seemed like he was certainly a...stickler...for the rules, in all shapes and sizes. But he did have the urge to clear something up with Karina real fast. "Actually you misunderstand, shaving, I was getting a bit, scruffy." He whispered to her and then shot the Admiral another glance and then gulped dramatically. "And I somehow do not think the Admiral would take too kindly to that breach of protocol."
He was really hoping that the briefing would get under way, he was so out of his depth here, in every possible way.

clauz89
November 30th, 2010, 01:16 PM
{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

Placing her cigar on the arm of her chair and jamming it so it wouldn't fall, Ange now had one of once in a lifetime opportunities, with Dragon on one side, Frank two seats away watching her like a hound on point, she as usual refused to back down, and as Frank was her target as always until he learned where she was coming from she didn't hesitate to show him or Dragon for that matter. As Connor leaned in close, she grabbed him by his flight suit collar and kissed him hard on the mouth, holding him there for as long as decently possible and then letting him go, she then turned and smiled at Frank, blew him a kiss and felt now was the right moment to answer Dragon.



"Yeah I know and I really have to stop doing that don't I?" She lunged for him in a similar manner as she did Connor and then sat back giggling, took up her cigar again and puffed merrily.


{Red Echo Flight leader. Lead adversary instructor for both Wings.}


{Capt. Danny Chang *Dragon*}

Danny remained astonished at the umpteenth disrespect of that girl.
He stood up saying: "Oh, God, the fate of the Galaxy it's at stake and you compete to be the one who break more rules?! Haven't I taught you anything, Spook? "Whoever wants respect shall give respect""
Then, he immediately turned to the Admiral "I apologize for my disrespect, sir."
Now he whas curious: I wonder how this is gonna end.....

{Hammond wing - blue/foxtrot leader}

puddlejumperOZ
November 30th, 2010, 01:18 PM
*direct secure link to Colonel Caldwell from Hammond*

{Colonel Samantha Carter}

"Stephen, I need you to know and the Admiral as well, the LA have been confirmed as being on Earth and we fear they are working with the North Koreans. To that aim, we can't fail in our mission, I don't want this to spread amongst the crew, but it is vital we win this battle do you copy over."

{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

With a look mixed between horror, hatred and surprise, Stephen swore to himself and keeping his voice and tone as low as he could but still have Sam hear him he replied. "We won't fail Sam, we simply can't. And the moment we get back to Earth, we will sort these b*stards out once and for all. I'll appraise the Admiral and my XO, I think Mason should know as well. Over"


{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

Ange was not afraid of anything in this universe, nothing except her father and Generals and Admirals, they could totally ruin her life and all of a sudden she was staring the firing squad in the face. So okay she might have pushed it a teeny weeny little bit. She rose slowly and bit her lip, so hard it began to bleed and she swore under her breath. "Oh F*&$" Then almost fell back over the arm of her chair. She steadied herself and began her pleading, not taking her eyes of either man in front of her. "Colonel Mas... Admiral I can explain...." She couldn't at all, right now she was so many wrongs and her eyes welled, she may as well pull the trigger on herself there and then.


Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason

Connor was more than happy to hand the situation over. Somehow this always happened, over and over and over, and... He wanted off this merry-go-round. It was slowly doing his head in. His arms crossed on their own and he stood staring at the floor, wishing it would swallow him up. He was this close to resigning, even about to pull the insignia off the flight suit and toss them down on the floor. Then a 302 wheel caught his eye and he looked at the magnificent craft instead. Wishing he could just walk over there and take off, just like that. He only wanted to fly, that really was the only thing that mattered. The 302's were what really had sold him to the SGC back in the day, it had never been the fact that aliens existed out there. Just the planes, always the planes... He focused on them, pushing everything else away, even Karina. Although that got harder and harder to do, these days.

Maybe the plane could be what was needed now, a reminder. He didn't return Spook's gaze, ignored her pleas, kept his eyes on the metal bird. Then looked back at the Admiral briefly while he spoke.

Connor cleared his throat. "Sir, finish the briefing please. I think that's more important."

He looked calmed down enough now, just looking at a plane had that effect. Not to mention the feel of the tiny toy plane (about an inch big) invisibly hidden in a trouser pocket. It was a fairly recent acquisition, he'd fabricated it himself while off duty, in some remote part of the 'bay. The mechanics had seen him work on it, but none had any remarks, not to his face at least. Connor didn't care what they thought amongst themselves. One of them had helped find parts for him though (mostly scrap metal and stuff no longer needed on the work floor), it seemed they shared the hobby. Connor's quarters held many such objects, he fled to it each time the peer pressure became too high. He was currently working on a replica of the Hammond, finding parts for it proved a definite challenge.


Hammond CAG- Hammond Wing, AlphaBlue leader.

{Admiral William MacGregor}

"No you are right Captain Chang, now take your seat please." Will then looked at all the faces, he had only one thing he simply had to do here and now before discipline went straight down the sewer. "I will Colonel I will but first..." He moved into Spook's personal space as close as he could, he could see the sweat pouring off her face. "Lieutenant Darkness you are lucky you're facing me. If it were anyone else you would be in the brig this very minute and facing a court martial when we return. Now here's the deal." He placed his rough workman like hands on his hips. "The moment this mission is over, you will be returned to the Hammond. You will be available to Colonel Caldwell and the Daedalus as required but otherwise your billet will be in the cabin next to Lieutenant Colonel Mason. For the next year from today you will serve as the Colonel's personal steward." He made sure everyone gathered heard him, this was going to serve as a warning to all. "You will clean and press his uniforms, polish his shoes and boots and prepare his meals under the supervison of the ships Chief Master Sergeant Chef. And if the Colonel asks you to polish his aircraft with Turtle Wax, you will do so with grace and dignity is that clear?"

A hush fell over the hangar deck and Will once again took in all the faces, even the crewmen gathered around tried to find hiding holes. He returned his attention to the Lieutenant. "Now SIT DOWN. All of you, this is my first and last warning, any more insubordination on my watch and it WILL be the brig, understood?"



((OOC I will make the briefing with my next post. At this point I want you all to shout loud and clear "Understood Sir!" ))

Ryn
November 30th, 2010, 02:16 PM
Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason

She was going to poison him, one way or the other. Connor knew that for sure. Oh, there'd be *accidents*. Lots of them, all very coincidental and of course unexplainable, what did you think. He could just picture it now. He was never going to trust his clothes or his food ever again.
It was going to be fun, oh yes, such fun. Mason's heart sank to an all-time low. He had difficulty schooling his face back to neutral. His face burned sitting down again. Still, he took some comfort in the fact that it wasn't going to be a fun time for Spook, either. He tried shaking it all off and focus on the briefing instead, knowing it was important. He saw Caldwell whisper into his comms and wondered what that was about, was Carter telling him something? Connor fretted, glad to have found something else to worry about.

Hammond CAG/ AlphaBlue WingLeader


((OOC: :eek: sorry, I'll add the 'understood, sir!' bit in when more people post, saw it too late :o))

RogueRanger
November 30th, 2010, 02:54 PM
{1st Lt. Ange "Spook" Darkness}

With tears running down her cheeks, Ange had never been so humiliated in her life. She only had herself to blame and with a meek "Yes Sir." She sat down and looked at her boots. She could feel everyone's eyes boring into her head and wanted to be as small as she could but knew if she slumped it would only get her another blast from this old veteran. She read his file over several times and knew he did not take prisoners and that General O'Neill had chosen the Australian, not out of friendship but because he was the best man for the job and she had to respect that. She sat up straight and said louder. "Yes sir!" Then looked helplessly at Connor and her words formed without sound from her lips. "I'm so sorry Colonel, forgive me please."

Col.Foley
December 1st, 2010, 12:45 AM
{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

With a look mixed between horror, hatred and surprise, Stephen swore to himself and keeping his voice and tone as low as he could but still have Sam hear him he replied. "We won't fail Sam, we simply can't. And the moment we get back to Earth, we will sort these b*stards out once and for all. I'll appraise the Admiral and my XO, I think Mason should know as well. Over"





{Admiral William MacGregor}

"No you are right Captain Chang, now take your seat please." Will then looked at all the faces, he had only one thing he simply had to do here and now before discipline went straight down the sewer. "I will Colonel I will but first..." He moved into Spook's personal space as close as he could, he could see the sweat pouring off her face. "Lieutenant Darkness you are lucky you're facing me. If it were anyone else you would be in the brig this very minute and facing a court martial when we return. Now here's the deal." He placed his rough workman like hands on his hips. "The moment this mission is over, you will be returned to the Hammond. You will be available to Colonel Caldwell and the Daedalus as required but otherwise your billet will be in the cabin next to Lieutenant Colonel Mason. For the next year from today you will serve as the Colonel's personal steward." He made sure everyone gathered heard him, this was going to serve as a warning to all. "You will clean and press his uniforms, polish his shoes and boots and prepare his meals under the supervison of the ships Chief Master Sergeant Chef. And if the Colonel asks you to polish his aircraft with Turtle Wax, you will do so with grace and dignity is that clear?"

A hush fell over the hangar deck and Will once again took in all the faces, even the crewmen gathered around tried to find hiding holes. He returned his attention to the Lieutenant. "Now SIT DOWN. All of you, this is my first and last warning, any more insubordination on my watch and it WILL be the brig, understood?"



((OOC I will make the briefing with my next post. At this point I want you all to shout loud and clear "Understood Sir!" ))

1st Lieutenant Royce Sprills, Tank

Royce opted for the nod and then said just loud enough "Understood sir".

Before he put all his concentration into the breifing he cast a glance around the entire bay and tried to judge what just happened. Everyone was tense. Very tense, the tension hung about the room but was yet evaporating from the room quickly as they got over any embarrasment to do their jobs ahead. They were professionals, or at least that is how he perceived it. He gave himself an internal smile of reassurance, knowing that things would work themselves out in the end, and whatever other differences these people had they were still good pilots.

clauz89
December 1st, 2010, 12:59 AM
{Capt. Danny Chang *Dragon*}

Danny sat down, absently thinking of Spook punishment. He was incredibly curious to see how she would react to such a humiliating task for a whole year; "Right now she seems to have learnt, but will she hold on for a year? Will that lesson remain?"
Then, his attention came back, and he heard the Admiral's order. "Understood, Sir!" he shouted loud and clear.
He suddenly realized his concentration had faded away long time ago.... he closed his eyes and started to concentrate again, like his father taught him.

{Hammond wing - Blue/Foxtrot leader}

Ryn
December 1st, 2010, 02:18 AM
{Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason}

Despite himself, Mason looked back at Spook, just in time to read/hear the apology from her lips. So OK. Maybe he'd been wrong earlier. He hoped to heck he was, and also hoped he wasn't wrong - again. She seemed very sincere. But with Spook, that could turn and turn around. Goose knew he'd just have to accept whatever happened now. So he turned and gave her a silent nod. "You'll report to me later, Spook. And bring Starbreaker with you." He whispered to her, needing to make sure they were all on the same page on this whole punishment deal. Better to nip things in the bud, as it were. Just in case the girls were getting some ideas after all.

Connor then listened to the chorus of "Understood, SIR!" and silently felt proud while he added his own voice. They all stood behind the Admiral, not one exception.

{Hammond CAG&Wing, AlphaBlue Leader}

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RogueRanger
December 1st, 2010, 02:25 PM
{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

With her head twisting this way and that, taking note of the disappointed comrades she had let down, something she would have to make up to all of them. epsecially James and Danny. The three of them had grown close on ops and she would not for the world let them down. With an expression to both of them that said as much as she was feeling she tried to convey that without words and hoped they would understand. Then there was Karina. They weren't pillow friends or anything unnatural like that, but they were close, as close as two women could be without being sisters. They shared a bond that only time could break.

Ange looked at Connor and let a very small smile appear on her lips and answered him. "Yes sir I will." But then the old bug hit her and the smile broadened she acknowledged Karina's earlier hand sign and gave her another flurry of movements "I hope Connor likes his undwear starched."

squirrely1
December 1st, 2010, 07:01 PM
{Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina was shocked at the how things had deteriorated out of control and couldn't believe her ears at the stiff punishment that Spook was dealt. She glanced over at Connor then back at Ange and couldn't help but reveal a devilish smirk to them while keeping her expression concealed from the Admiral....something she was very apt at doing. But then after the Admiral addressed the group she couldn't help but snap into focus as she bellowed out almost instinctively, "UNDERSTOOD SIR!" She realize this was it.....there was no turning back now and as her eyes skated around the vast hanger she mouthed a silent prayer to herself that everyone would return and they would remain the strong team... the close nit family most of them had become to one another.

Even though she felt focused and ready she just had to get that one last quip in ...and she responded deviously to Ange, "Yeah.... " She snorted just under her breath so that only Spook could hear her... "That....and maybe the few habanero peppers that might just happen to slip into his salads......oh the possibilities!" The two women exchanged a look that no one dared try to figure out.

Vagabond Serpent
December 1st, 2010, 09:40 PM
{Captain Titarenko}{Lieutenant Alexandrov}

Both Russians were quite startled by that kiss. Captain's cigar fell of his mouth but he caught it before it hit a sheet of paper in front of him, dropping only few bits of ash on it. He shook his head to cast away the image and decided to just smoke it out while the turmoil was floating over the hangar. Sidelook thrown at his wingman and he saw that the poor boy was now sad and staring at his knees, fists clenched and breathing heavily as he inhaled that ring of smoke cast at him. And Alexey knew how hard it was for him to keep lungs from bursting in cough. Titarenko caught a moment and whispered to him:

"Вот только на таран из-за этого пойти не вздумай при первой же возможности, да? Ты мне еще живым сгодишься."

Sergey looked at him, his gaze distracted, but focused fast on his CO and simply nodded. Then both of them barked out in English. "UNDERSTOOD, COMRADE ADMIRAL!" Now both were waiting for the flag officer to start briefing finally.

((Just don't try to ram at the very first opportunity because of that, yes? I'll find some use for you while you're alive))

Ryn
December 2nd, 2010, 12:51 AM
Connor caught the women's looks, mouthed words, and hand signals easily. He knew what to look for, was so used to it. Mason sighed disappointed, he had been right after all. It felt bitter in his mouth. Silently he doubled what he had in mind as addition to the punishment, and the reason he had asked Ange to report to him. They weren't going to like it but what else could he do? He was far too proud to ask the Admiral to reconsider. He'd never done that kind of thing and he wouldn't now either.
Connor stood there, his expression grim as he worked it all out. While waiting, he allowed the thoughts to drift back to the Hammond, wondering what was going on over there. He hated being away for long. Of course he knew about the lieutenant in the med bay, he did worry over all of them, it was one of the reasons for his callsign. What had Caldwell and (possibly) Carter been talking about. He fretted, wanting to know what was going on. He had some idea, naturally, the rank allowed for being in the know about most things, but this briefing was somehow a puzzle, too. What did they need all the wings for?

http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg

RogueRanger
December 2nd, 2010, 01:19 PM
{Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina was shocked at the how things had deteriorated out of control and couldn't believe her ears at the stiff punishment that Spook was dealt. She glanced over at Connor then back at Ange and couldn't help but reveal a devilish smirk to them while keeping her expression concealed from the Admiral....something she was very apt at doing. But then after the Admiral addressed the group she couldn't help but snap into focus as she bellowed out almost instinctively, "UNDERSTOOD SIR!" She realize this was it.....there was no turning back now and as her eyes skated around the vast hanger she mouthed a silent prayer to herself that everyone would return and they would remain the strong team... the close nit family most of them had become to one another.

Even though she felt focused and ready she just had to get that one last quip in ...and she responded deviously to Ange, "Yeah.... " She snorted just under her breath so that only Spook could hear her... "That....and maybe the few habanero peppers that might just happen to slip into his salads......oh the possibilities!" The two women exchanged a look that no one dared try to figure out.

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Hearing the two Russian's reply to the 'Boss' gave Ange the spark she needed, now she decided was not the time for her continual disruption and cheek, she rapidly signed Karina. "Not now, but I think maybe those rose petal sachet's might be better." She managed to smile then and picked up her clip board, she was determined now to make Connor and Frank as well proud of her, after all, 'Goose' didn't make her Adversary instructor for her looks alone, well maybe a bit of that. She nodded to him, to give him some reassurance that all will be well and focused on the figure of the Admiral. But she did wonder why Colonel Caldwell looked so distressed.

Ryn
December 2nd, 2010, 02:03 PM
{1st Lt Frank "Gobbler" Garner}

Frank stood beside Connor and had seen everything as well. He really wished he knew what his friend was up to, but he couldn't really ask right now, obviously. He added his own "Understood, SIR!" to the mix. Wishing he didn't have to, but obviously, the brass needed to hear it. And this particular brass surely had the knack for making people feel they'd done wrong even if they hadn't. If there was one thing Frank had come to loathe in his career, it was so called 'group punishment' or the group being yelled at for the faults of an individual.

Gobbler definitely had some trouble figuring out the girls' hand signals, being not as adept at them as he should be by now. But he knew then that trouble was afoot, it always was whenever Ange and Karina were 'talking'. While he couldn't read the 'handspeak', he could tell facial expressions, it was all there if you knew where to look. To the casual glance of a superior officer, neither of the girls were even moving, Frank knew that much.
He'd finished the cigar by now and surreptitiously tossed the remains in a handy bowl put there by the stewards. Frank's aim was perfect even behind his back, he'd won many a darts game back in his day as trainee.
Frank then stood quietly, watching and waiting.

Hammond Wing, AlphaBlue XO

Rudy Pena
December 2nd, 2010, 04:13 PM
A hush fell over the hangar deck and Will once again took in all the faces, even the crewmen gathered around tried to find hiding holes. He returned his attention to the Lieutenant. "Now SIT DOWN. All of you, this is my first and last warning, any more insubordination on my watch and it WILL be the brig, understood?"





((OOC I will make the briefing with my next post. At this point I want you all to shout loud and clear "Understood Sir!" ))
{Major Pena}

"Sir we get you Sir"

puddlejumperOZ
December 2nd, 2010, 06:30 PM
*
{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

So many young faces, eager wild horses ready to run free. Will let the commotion settle down after Spook's dressing down and finally held his hand up to still them into attention. He stood by the white board, Stephen on the opposite side.

“As all of you know, we are launching a pre-emptive strike against the Lucian Alliance. As this goes down, our hope is to stop their advance in this Galaxy and most importantly to stop a very real invasion of and probably the destruction of Earth.” He let that sink in, saving your homeworld would have more incentive for these young people than anything else he could say at this time.

“The first part of this mission will be SG's one and three landing on the Alliance held world and doing everything they can to shut down the power core of this base and neutralising the defence shield in place there. The next part will be their hardest. They have to penetrate the base and destroy an Asgard Beam jamming device. I don't need to tell you how important that is. If they use that against our ships we are effectively screwed.”

He watched the looks on the pilots and crews, he saw not fear but determination. “SG1 and three are at this moment aboard a Goa'uld transport we've modified and worked on for some time. It is fitted with our own unique clamping bolts and is presently attached to the Hammond's hull. When we have a go from Colonel Carter, Vala Mal Doran will fly the ship cloaked and land some distance away from the base and make their assault. For this part, Lieutenant Colonel Mason and his flight will escort the Tel'tak within fifty kilometres then return to our station which will be five hundred kilometres due East of the base. We have cover there of a decent mountain range.”

****************
Stephen had just recovered from Sam's call and scanned the hangar, so much rested on the shoulders of these boys and girls he wished so much he was flying with them. But just as importantly the Daedy and Hammond had there part to play. A staff sergeant came to his side.

“Sir, we have the Hammond port side now sir.”

“Thank you Sergeant.” He returned his focus back to the Admiral.

*****************
Will moved closer to the assembly. “At a given signal when SG1 and three are in place, we will launch our distraction. The most essential component of this phase is to ensure the Alliance is concentrating on us, to allow the ground team to do their part. We will fly in Finger Four formations, with two flights flying top cover at all times and we'll rotate those about to give rest. We must make sure to the best of our ability that no Glider or Alkesh gets off the ground is that clear?”


((OOC ok now you Rookies, I want questions. Intelliegent sensible questions. For example "who is leading the first flight?"

"What weapon stores are we carrying" Think about it, watch a Youtube vid if you have to. And the first person to ask me what a Finger Four formation is I will Airlock them:P ))

Rudy Pena
December 2nd, 2010, 06:57 PM
{Major Pena}

"Sir, What is the alternate route for SG's 1 and 3? Also Sir, What is the freg and medical status for the gound troops? Incase we get a 9-line Medevac request.

Oh, One more thing Sir. What are the ROE and Escalation of Force rules incase we get shot down and have to eject on the planet?

puddlejumperOZ
December 2nd, 2010, 07:50 PM
{Admiral William MacGregor}

"Major Pena, SG1 will be landing in their LZ approximately one kilometre south west of the base itself on a small rise surrounded by forest. There is no alternative or we abort unfortunately. They have one corpsman with them and until they shut down the beam jammer their only evac willl be their ship. If there is the danger of any of you having to eject your module, and I sincerely hope that doesn't happen, you will by any means possible make your way to the Tel'tak's LZ, you will not engage hostile forces unless it means saving your life am I clear on that. You will of course all have G36 in your aircrafts stowage locker."

Princess Awinita
December 2nd, 2010, 08:33 PM
{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}

It was then that Rufis stood. "Sir, if we are in atmosphere of the planet in question and we manage to get to ground. I'd assume then that any enemies we come across, all bets are off." He said mostly as a question, Survival was the utmost priority. Delaying and finising off the LA and their fighters was also a prioirty, but to Rufis, Survival was one of the primary mission objectives.

He said nothing during the events that transpired between Spook, Starbreaker, and the Lt Col. other then a good luck poke he was unnoticed. he'd have to ask the Admiral about a plan he had thought of, Col Song could be a good teacher of decipline at times. She had at times put Rufis in his proper place onboard the 'Tzu.

So far on his list of mission ofjectives were as follows;
1: Keep the LA fighters busy to buy time for the crew on the ground, kill all enemy craft at the same time
2: Survive by all means nessesary,
3: Get Spook some proper training in mannerisms.

OK so that last bit he mused was there for personal reasons, Spook wasn't his wingman for nothing.

Survival was the key. He'd hate to loose his world. his scarlet eyes had a strange fire in them, a mission, with a cause behind it. Rufis had gone so far as to voice his opinion. Hopefully his reasoning could be a good meritable thought.

RogueRanger
December 2nd, 2010, 09:30 PM
{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Now this was more like it, the curtain of boredom suddnely lifted and Ange sat up straighter, not before poking her tongue out at Rufis. "I understand sir, as you said, we must try and avoid enemy contact where possible on the ground, that's clear. What if we find ourselves in the midst of SG1's battle sir?" She had a thousand questions racing through her head, but one at a time would do for now.

puddlejumperOZ
December 2nd, 2010, 09:36 PM
{Admiral William MacGregor}

"To answer you both. I will reiterate, under no circumstances are you to engage ground forces unless absolutely necessary to save your life. If you should find yourself near SG1 and SG3, you may assist if Colonel Mitchell permits, otherwise you will head for the LZ. There is a reason for this, we are short on pilots and your asses are extremely valuable commodities at the moment does that answer your question." Will knitted his brow, he knew these kids were capable either in the cockpit or on the ground, but these were the IOA's orders and as such he would insure they were carried out.

Col.Foley
December 3rd, 2010, 02:42 AM
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Callsign Tank.

Sprills took this all in nonchallantly, setting his face in a ridgid and determined mask but his mind was feverishly working on the problem objectively. he knew that the main problem with the 302 on ground targets was in terms of pure ordinance, he had no doubt he had the skill. But it was probably a good idea. Still Sprills wondered who was really behind those orders and it had the stench of politics all to it.

But given the stakes he could not blame them, and that was his only fear. Not of dying, not of crashing, not lacking in his own ability or the ability of the people around them. But if they did fail, if they were caught blindly...if their intelligence was not good...or if someone decided to play hero...he unconciously looked over at Karina...then Earth would suffer the consequences. And that was something he was not sure of.

He cleared his throat dramatically though. "Uh...sir...what exactly will our 302s be carrying? I mean given the objectives of our mission and given the limitations of the 302, we still want to get into orbit, what will we be carrying weapons wise? If the ground team does run into problems the 302 might not be able to carry a combination of Ground assault and Air assault to do the job...or am I mistaken? And exactly how long are we expecting to take on this mission sir? It does not sound too complicated but yet we are flying air cover?"

Ryn
December 3rd, 2010, 03:51 AM
Connor took it all in, and started going through the problems. Meanwhile he listened to the Q&A, nodding at the responses given, filing those away as well. It did reek of politics, but then again war always did, only the command structure changed. And besides, war was their job. This time though, at least they weren't going to go kill Tau'ri humans, and that at least made him feel better. Finding a small flaw in the Admiral's otherwise sound plan, he voiced his opinion.

"Sir, I would not recommend a G36, they're too heavy (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heckler_%26_Koch_G36) by far, sir. On 302's every gram of ordnance counts, sir, I recommend we take as many am-rams (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AIM-120_AMRAAM) as we can carry instead sir. If we aren't to engage in ground assault, we should not be taking any type of machine gun, sir. If we are taking one for self defence, I suggest a P90 or maybe M9 only, sir.". Connor already knew the M9 was his best bet, it weighed the least, was the most practical (he only needed a thigh holster) and it would allow for at least the basic defence if necessary.

http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg

Rudy Pena
December 3rd, 2010, 04:06 AM
{Admiral William MacGregor}

"Major Pena, SG1 will be landing in their LZ approximately one kilometre south west of the base itself on a small rise surrounded by forest. There is no alternative or we abort unfortunately. They have one corpsman with them and until they shut down the beam jammer their only evac willl be their ship. If there is the danger of any of you having to eject your module, and I sincerely hope that doesn't happen, you will by any means possible make your way to the Tel'tak's LZ, you will not engage hostile forces unless it means saving your life am I clear on that. You will of course all have G36 in your aircrafts stowage locker."
{Major Pena}

"Yes Sir, Understood Sir."

squirrely1
December 3rd, 2010, 06:19 AM
{Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina always got antsy during this part of the briefing....call it her itchy trigger finger....cuz all she could do was visualize the mission in her head and get herself inside her 302 as soon as possible. She was troubled by one fact tho....all this bandying around about ordinance and she knew it was more about flight maneuvers and intimidation than anything else...but weaponry was nice to fall back on when your flying pranks ran out. She learned long ago...that weapons should never be a pilot's main concern or primary plan.... defensive flying and creative aerial acrobatics should be. She leaned over toward Tank and addressed him subtly... "Er um.....figures you'd want to drool about the ordinance.....and Politics? Honestly.....can we just shut up so we can launch already?" She just had to give him grief knowing he would most likely chase her down later to deliver his punishment.....which she had to admit seemed to get her going.

Additionally, she thought and blurted out.... "Sir..... I think it's a personal choice as to whether we carry a P90 or G36... I mean I prefer the P90....but I know many soldiers who prefer the range of the G36....like Col. Mitchell....I learned .....if you try and mess with his G36 he will likely pin your arse to the wall!" She giggled just a bit as she looked around at all the stern faces...including the 2 Russians who were rolling their eyes as she spoke. She shrugged at them and smirked as she continued..... "Oh...and speaking of the Colonel.....WHY THE HELL ISN'T SHAFT FLYING THIS MISSION WITH US SIR??" Karina raised her voice just a bit troubled that the talented fighter jock wasn't helping with the aerial strike when they were so short on pilots. She had fond memories of her assisting Col. Mitchell as his wing man in several off the record flight trainings and brief recon missions. Then her attention was diverted towards her own wingman...... "Runner" she wondered what he was up to and if she couldn't somehow scramble him to come help them for this mission. Which gave her an idea.....

She glanced over at Connor and put her slender finger up as if to gain his attention.... as she mouthed to him... "Can I see you after this briefing breaks?" She wanted to see if he could help her find Runner and get him there.....so they could up their pilot ratio.... she wasn't looking forward to flying without him.

((OOC....ok can you totally tell Starbreaker has ADHD? :P And I so want a Wingman now... "Runner" So I'm hoping I can squeak him in here without it looking too rushed or as an afterthought..... Mel!!...... Ray!! ..... HELP!! :P :D))

clauz89
December 3rd, 2010, 06:45 AM
{Capt. Danny Chang *Dragon*}

Danny listened carefully to the Admiral's briefing, his mind quickly analizing the various scenarios. "Avoid to engage ground forces? Hmm... It's ok, but why?"
He looked at the other pilots, especially to his team members: their mins were firm and clears, as it was his own. After all they were the best...
"So, sir, just to make it clear, our task is to buy time for SG-1 and 3 and not to let any of the LA ships to leave the planet?"

Ryn
December 3rd, 2010, 10:45 AM
Connor looked over at Starbreaker and sighed, rubbing his temples. Headaches formed easily when she was in of those forgot-my-chill pill-moods.

"Major, I'm sure Colonel Mitchell is assisting SG-1 with their main mission that we are a part of." He replied calmly, the London accent coming through more than usual. He tended to pronounce his words very stiffly, almost 'posh', when stressed. "I'm also sure he would assist us in flight if he had the chance. But he doesn't, and it is our duty to protect him."

He then lowered his voice just a little, intending it as a personal reply to her question. "Yes. You'll report to me later."

Mason returned his gaze to the Admiral, a somewhat apologetic look on his face about all the interruptions. He hoped he'd dealt with them well enough.


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Col.Foley
December 4th, 2010, 12:47 AM
Connor took it all in, and started going through the problems. Meanwhile he listened to the Q&A, nodding at the responses given, filing those away as well. It did reek of politics, but then again war always did, only the command structure changed. And besides, war was their job. This time though, at least they weren't going to go kill Tau'ri humans, and that at least made him feel better. Finding a small flaw in the Admiral's otherwise sound plan, he voiced his opinion.

"Sir, I would not recommend a G36, they're too heavy (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heckler_%26_Koch_G36) by far, sir. On 302's every gram of ordnance counts, sir, I recommend we take as many am-rams (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AIM-120_AMRAAM) as we can carry instead sir. If we aren't to engage in ground assault, we should not be taking any type of machine gun, sir. If we are taking one for self defence, I suggest a P90 or maybe M9 only, sir.". Connor already knew the M9 was his best bet, it weighed the least, was the most practical (he only needed a thigh holster) and it would allow for at least the basic defence if necessary.

http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank

Tank just had to chime in with his own advice. "Or Zats...I mean if we have enough."He shifted around in his seat uncomfortably.

{Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina always got antsy during this part of the briefing....call it her itchy trigger finger....cuz all she could do was visualize the mission in her head and get herself inside her 302 as soon as possible. She was troubled by one fact tho....all this bandying around about ordinance and she knew it was more about flight maneuvers and intimidation than anything else...but weaponry was nice to fall back on when your flying pranks ran out. She learned long ago...that weapons should never be a pilot's main concern or primary plan.... defensive flying and creative aerial acrobatics should be. She leaned over toward Tank and addressed him subtly... "Er um.....figures you'd want to drool about the ordinance.....and Politics? Honestly.....can we just shut up so we can launch already?" She just had to give him grief knowing he would most likely chase her down later to deliver his punishment.....which she had to admit seemed to get her going.

Additionally, she thought and blurted out.... "Sir..... I think it's a personal choice as to whether we carry a P90 or G36... I mean I prefer the P90....but I know many soldiers who prefer the range of the G36....like Col. Mitchell....I learned .....if you try and mess with his G36 he will likely pin your arse to the wall!" She giggled just a bit as she looked around at all the stern faces...including the 2 Russians who were rolling their eyes as she spoke. She shrugged at them and smirked as she continued..... "Oh...and speaking of the Colonel.....WHY THE HELL ISN'T SHAFT FLYING THIS MISSION WITH US SIR??" Karina raised her voice just a bit troubled that the talented fighter jock wasn't helping with the aerial strike when they were so short on pilots. She had fond memories of her assisting Col. Mitchell as his wing man in several off the record flight trainings and brief recon missions. Then her attention was diverted towards her own wingman...... "Runner" she wondered what he was up to and if she couldn't somehow scramble him to come help them for this mission. Which gave her an idea.....

She glanced over at Connor and put her slender finger up as if to gain his attention.... as she mouthed to him... "Can I see you after this briefing breaks?" She wanted to see if he could help her find Runner and get him there.....so they could up their pilot ratio.... she wasn't looking forward to flying without him.

((OOC....ok can you totally tell Starbreaker has ADHD? :P And I so want a Wingman now... "Runner" So I'm hoping I can squeak him in here without it looking too rushed or as an afterthought..... Mel!!...... Ray!! ..... HELP!! :P :D))
Tank chose to ignore her non too subtle hint about the weapons and the politics. He did glance at her and winced as she barked out her question and just had to answer, more in a half startled blurt that was shocked out of him then anything. But he still was able to keep his voice calm. "I am sure Colonel Mitchell is needed in the planet...besides there are more of us then there are soldiers down there. A lot more of us. And we will be reasonably safer then the mission that they are currently embarking upon." He smiled "And even the best of us cannot run from the enemy forever, so more missiles it is."

clauz89
December 5th, 2010, 12:05 PM
{Cap. Tommaso Raimondi *Italian*}

Tommaso smiled at Ange, a bit impudently considered the situation, but it actually wasn't his fault, he was unable to remove his latin lover expression from his face.... or at least that's what he thought.... He was still shocked for what Ange did, and what happened then, he really cared for her.
Listening to the Admiral's speech, a question came to his mind: Which team will lead the formation, sir? Particularly, what will be my team position, I didn't understand that...."

{Hammond wing - blue/foxtrot XO}

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puddlejumperOZ
December 5th, 2010, 06:42 PM
{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Will raised an eyebrow, it was almost a copy of Teal'c's famed expression. he looked over at Stephen Caldwell who simply shrugged and said. "I know sir, they're not the sharpest tools in the shed." Will scoffed and placed his hands on his hips once more.

"Last question first. Captain..." Will squinted at the chest patch. "....we will go in by lead wings. Colonel Mason will lead half of the Hammond Wing and Leuitenant Sprills will be leading half of the Daedalus Wing. The rest, inlciding me will fly top cover during the initial attack, at these first sweep pulls away, I will lead the second sweep and we'll rotate in this manner until we've covered all bases." He pointed to the chart with the stub of his cigar. "Now there seems to be some confsuion. We will NOT be attatcking ground personnel with our aircraft, if we needed to do that we'd simply call up a strike from the 304's. Pertaining to my earlier point. We were talking about in the case of 'bailout' and your subsequent contact with the enemy. I will say again. You WILL AVOID contact with the enemy at all costs if you can, is that understood? And Mason I have no say in the personal arms you are equipped with, that is entirely up to the quartermaster and what he has available for you. You all have your side arms, you can chose to use the G36 or not. "

Will had thoughts of better things in his mind and one of those was fishing, the other was his family and where they might be at this time. Right now he could use his daughter, a fine pilot and tactician, he was simply getting beyond his use by date for this.

"Okay, next point. Yes we are essentially buying time for SG1 and 3. But it's also vital we keep as much of the Alliance's assets on the ground or destroyed as we can. To that aim, we'll be carrying mixed ordanances. Some of you will have AIM-120's some will have Mavericks and some will have JP233's to disperse amongst the on ground Gliders. You also have your 30mm canon of course in the event that some of the enemy do become air borne. Now is there anything I've missed?"

(OOC there seems to be too many attached to the Hammond, Mel you might need to make some changes))

Col.Foley
December 6th, 2010, 12:39 AM
{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Will raised an eyebrow, it was almost a copy of Teal'c's famed expression. he looked over at Stephen Caldwell who simply shrugged and said. "I know sir, they're not the sharpest tools in the shed." Will scoffed and placed his hands on his hips once more.

"Last question first. Captain..." Will squinted at the chest patch. "....we will go in by lead wings. Colonel Mason will lead half of the Hammond Wing and Leuitenant Sprills will be leading half of the Daedalus Wing. The rest, inlciding me will fly top cover during the initial attack, at these first sweep pulls away, I will lead the second sweep and we'll rotate in this manner until we've covered all bases." He pointed to the chart with the stub of his cigar. "Now there seems to be some confsuion. We will NOT be attatcking ground personnel with our aircraft, if we needed to do that we'd simply call up a strike from the 304's. Pertaining to my earlier point. We were talking about in the case of 'bailout' and your subsequent contact with the enemy. I will say again. You WILL AVOID contact with the enemy at all costs if you can, is that understood? And Mason I have no say in the personal arms you are equipped with, that is entirely up to the quartermaster and what he has available for you. You all have your side arms, you can chose to use the G36 or not. "

Will had thoughts of better things in his mind and one of those was fishing, the other was his family and where they might be at this time. Right now he could use his daughter, a fine pilot and tactician, he was simply getting beyond his use by date for this.

"Okay, next point. Yes we are essentially buying time for SG1 and 3. But it's also vital we keep as much of the Alliance's assets on the ground or destroyed as we can. To that aim, we'll be carrying mixed ordanances. Some of you will have AIM-120's some will have Mavericks and some will have JP233's to disperse amongst the on ground Gliders. You also have your 30mm canon of course in the event that some of the enemy do become air borne. Now is there anything I've missed?"

(OOC there seems to be too many attached to the Hammond, Mel you might need to make some changes))
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, the Tank

He shook his head, more to clear it then to actually show it in the negative. But he supposed the admiral covered it all it was all a little hard to keep forward in his head...and he was actually leading a flight...huh....he would have thought that someone else...perhaps Karina or Spook would have...but then again they were not the Admiral's favorite people in this.

Oh well to everyone their was a season, a moment to shine.

clauz89
December 6th, 2010, 05:10 AM
{Cap. Tommaso Raimondi *Italian*}

Tommaso noticed the sidelong glance of the Admiral, and he was a bit disappointed.
"Here we go, again, just because I'm Italian they believe I'm a funny but useless man who is here just because they have to include other Countries in this project.... it doesn't matter if my previous assignement was with one of the best teams in the world (in that field), they don't care....
Trying to hide his thoughts, he answered "Yes sir, understood sir"

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^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

{Capt. Danny Chang *Dragon*}

When he heard who was chosen to lead Daedalus wing, Danny was quite surprised.
"Tank?! Why is a lieutenant assigned to such task? I can see he didn't trust Karina even she's a terrific pilot and I can see Tank is a serious guy, but I think there are more qualified pilots... the Russian one, maybe...."
Then he heard his wingman sigh, he looked at his face and he immediately understood his problem: even if he was completely american, his appearance and surname were clearly chinese, and there were times when he was asked with silly gestures if he could understand English....
"Don't worry" he whispered to him, "I'm sure you will show him why you're here...."

JosephGracey
December 6th, 2010, 08:59 AM
{Lt. James Tierney}

"Understood sir" in his glaswegian accent.

Vagabond Serpent
December 6th, 2010, 10:04 AM
((lamety :P))

{Captain Titarenko}{Lieutenant Alexandrov}

Cigar ended ((can I say that?? :P )) in Maestro's hands long ago. He was just sitting there and listening to all the common briefing talk going on, with thousands of questions forming in his mind, which were sounded out before he was able to open his mouth to ask. And that pleased him that the same things were worrying the rest as the better they were depicting the task in front of them, the better they'll do it. He was a bit surprised with the chosen Wing Leaders, but gathered that "youngsters" needed to get some experience and he wasn't the one to decide who's in command after all. Alexey gave a side look at Grasshopper next to him, just to make sure he's ok and he was ok, so he just added his two cents in the choir of "understood"s, turning head back to Will again.

Ryn
December 6th, 2010, 02:33 PM
Mason blinked and nodded his understanding. "Understood, sir. When do we start?"
He had faith in all of them, that was for sure. He was actually looking forward to this. Connor looked around, and immediately found Starbreaker's face in the crowd, she seemed excited too. Spook's was next, and he tilted his head toward both of them, a small gesture, meant much like a thumbs up.

His wingman Frank watched it all and shook his head, adding his grin to both, and of course an "Understood!" in there, too.

http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg

squirrely1
December 6th, 2010, 04:29 PM
Connor looked over at Starbreaker and sighed, rubbing his temples. Headaches formed easily when she was in of those forgot-my-chill pill-moods.

"Major, I'm sure Colonel Mitchell is assisting SG-1 with their main mission that we are a part of." He replied calmly, the London accent coming through more than usual. He tended to pronounce his words very stiffly, almost 'posh', when stressed. "I'm also sure he would assist us in flight if he had the chance. But he doesn't, and it is our duty to protect him."

He then lowered his voice just a little, intending it as a personal reply to her question. "Yes. You'll report to me later."

Mason returned his gaze to the Admiral, a somewhat apologetic look on his face about all the interruptions. He hoped he'd dealt with them well enough.


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1st Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank

Tank just had to chime in with his own advice. "Or Zats...I mean if we have enough."He shifted around in his seat uncomfortably.

Tank chose to ignore her non too subtle hint about the weapons and the politics. He did glance at her and winced as she barked out her question and just had to answer, more in a half startled blurt that was shocked out of him then anything. But he still was able to keep his voice calm. "I am sure Colonel Mitchell is needed in the planet...besides there are more of us then there are soldiers down there. A lot more of us. And we will be reasonably safer then the mission that they are currently embarking upon." He smiled "And even the best of us cannot run from the enemy forever, so more missiles it is."






{Lt. Col. Connor "Goose" Mason} 1st Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

At this point Karina rolled her eyes and shrugged towards both men and wanted to get this over with already. She always found this part the most difficult as she shuffled her feet anxiously and blurted out... "Admiral .......Sir....not that I don't like all this Q & A time but seriously can we please put an end to all the hand holding? Personally I'm sick of singing Kumbaya.....around this campfire!" She sighed loudly and glanced in frustration at the large oversized clock across the room. Part of it was that she really had to hit the head in the worst way... and she muffled a silent prayer no one noticed she was beginning to do the little dance subtly as she waited.....somewhat impatiently.




{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Will raised an eyebrow, it was almost a copy of Teal'c's famed expression. he looked over at Stephen Caldwell who simply shrugged and said. "I know sir, they're not the sharpest tools in the shed." Will scoffed and placed his hands on his hips once more.

"Last question first. Captain..." Will squinted at the chest patch. "....we will go in by lead wings. Colonel Mason will lead half of the Hammond Wing and Leuitenant Sprills will be leading half of the Daedalus Wing. The rest, inlciding me will fly top cover during the initial attack, at these first sweep pulls away, I will lead the second sweep and we'll rotate in this manner until we've covered all bases." He pointed to the chart with the stub of his cigar. "Now there seems to be some confsuion. We will NOT be attatcking ground personnel with our aircraft, if we needed to do that we'd simply call up a strike from the 304's. Pertaining to my earlier point. We were talking about in the case of 'bailout' and your subsequent contact with the enemy. I will say again. You WILL AVOID contact with the enemy at all costs if you can, is that understood? And Mason I have no say in the personal arms you are equipped with, that is entirely up to the quartermaster and what he has available for you. You all have your side arms, you can chose to use the G36 or not. "

Will had thoughts of better things in his mind and one of those was fishing, the other was his family and where they might be at this time. Right now he could use his daughter, a fine pilot and tactician, he was simply getting beyond his use by date for this.

"Okay, next point. Yes we are essentially buying time for SG1 and 3. But it's also vital we keep as much of the Alliance's assets on the ground or destroyed as we can. To that aim, we'll be carrying mixed ordanances. Some of you will have AIM-120's some will have Mavericks and some will have JP233's to disperse amongst the on ground Gliders. You also have your 30mm canon of course in the event that some of the enemy do become air borne. Now is there anything I've missed?"

(OOC there seems to be too many attached to the Hammond, Mel you might need to make some changes))


{Admiral William MacGregor} {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina would have lashed out indiscreetly at the Admiral's choice for the lead pilots....if it weren't that she was more concerned with how far she was gonna have to run toward the head to be able to make it in time. Her dance had become more noticeable now. But she couldn't keep the thought down for long.... she blurted out as she allowed her arm to smack against the strong man's shoulder..... "Seriously Sir..... Tank??" She peered over at him and gave him the most apologetic look she could muster under the circumstances....cuz she really meant no disrespect with what came out of her mouth next... "I mean Sir.....he's a Rook...I'm thinking this is a serious Whiskey Tango Foxtrot moment for me.....would you care to explain your rationale?" She tried to keep from bouncing around while she awaited his response thinking any minute she may need to run out of the room.



Mason blinked and nodded his understanding. "Understood, sir. When do we start?"
He had faith in all of them, that was for sure. He was actually looking forward to this. Connor looked around, and immediately found Starbreaker's face in the crowd, she seemed excited too. Spook's was next, and he tilted his head toward both of them, a small gesture, meant much like a thumbs up.

His wingman Frank watched it all and shook his head, adding his grin to both, and of course an "Understood!" in there, too.

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{Lt. Col. Connor "Goose" Mason} {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

By now Karina was feeling flushed and sure the blush on her cheeks were telling as she returned a crooked grin back toward Connor and nodded with anticipation complete with a dash of trepidation. She heard the murmuring of the room....barking back their affirmative responses to the Admiral but she just couldn't hold it any longer....she burst out of the room running toward the passage that would deliver her to the nearest toilet. All she could manage to blurt out in the process in the most desperate voice she could muster was.... "HEAD!!" as she promptly disappeared out of sight.

RogueRanger
December 6th, 2010, 06:48 PM
{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Right, she was on probation..again. Ange sighed and looked around and then she heard the Admiral's call for flights and weapon loads, she twisted all the way around to see the armourer's loading a pair of AIM-120's and two Mavericks onto her bird, number #18 "Ghetto Girl". She raised her eyebrows and whistled and then she burst into laughter as Karina went for the head, she knew she wouldn't be far behind but Ange could hold for a while.

Arm over the back of her chair she smiled at Tank, it would be his moment to shine, but what Starbreaker forgot to think about was that follow up flights would have the hardest task as the LA awakened to their rudely interrupted sleep. She stood and as she did, her own bladder filled, another minute or so and the deckhands would be cleaning up. "Sir, one last thing, I thought we were forbidden to use cluster bombs? Am I missing something here sir?"

puddlejumperOZ
December 6th, 2010, 07:30 PM
{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Will leaned across in front of the whiteboard and spoke quietly to the Daedalus' CO. "Stephen remind me when this is over to ask you why we have to put up with Starbreaker?"

"Don't know sir, you might want to ask Colonel Mason that, or Sam Carter."

He straightened up and nodded. "Well seeing as Major Thracen couldn't wait I'll have to answer her question while she's gone." He looked at his watch, only a few minutes left. "I really don't know what the Air Force is teaching you people today, no offence Stephen." He inclined his head.

"None taken sir, I know what you mean."

"The rook goes in with Mason, because one, Colonel Mason is the most experienced and two, Lieutenant Sprills is the least experienced. As you all should know those of us on second sweep will have the hardest job, it's as simple as that." He walked over a little closer to the pilots, just so he could be heard.

"Lieutenant Darkness and the rest of you. We're using JP233's becuase the Alliance isn't a signature to the Geneva convention and I'm quite sure you have all seen them use worse on innocent worlds. To that only my own aircraft, Major Pena, Captain Titarenko and Captain Raimondi will be carrying that ordanance." He looked at his watch once more.

"Stephen call up the Hammond, this briefing is adjourned. Hammond wing you'll be beamed back to your ship and to the hangar deck. Execution is in eight minutes Colonel Mason you and the escort will be first out."

"Ship's company Aten-hut!" Stephen's voice rang through the cavernous deck. "DISMISSED"
************

"Sam your people are about to join you. Inform Miss Doran she has a go as soon as Lt. Colonel Mason and the escort is aloft."

Rudy Pena
December 7th, 2010, 04:59 AM
{Major Pena}

"Yes Sir"'Stands to the position of attention, then moves about a bit to get the blood flowing in my legs after being dismissed.'

Ryn
December 7th, 2010, 10:50 AM
Mason smirked a little, of course Karina had to make a run for it. She pretty much always did that, at the very least it was something similar. Once they were dismissed, he made his way forward toward the flag officers, still intending to have a word or two, it might help with their impression of the Hammond's pilots, it was probably not up to par right now.

"Sirs, if I may have a word?" He waited for Caldwell's nod and continued after clearing the throat.
"Uh - well - I may not be the best at keeping discipline amongst my, ah, crew, sir. But I can assure you that they will each do their job, and more. No exceptions, sir, none whatsoever. I ... ah, just wanted you to know that. Sir."

Okay, probably not the best apology ever, but he was sure they could read between the lines and work out what he really meant. Connor didn't really have it in him to be a diplomat, although with him honesty was always there, or at the very least implied.

And while he still held their attention, Connor hastily added one more thing. Something that had been bugging him since the briefing had started.

"Admiral sir, you mentioned something about that time in Iran, sir. Sir, I would, uh, like you to know that I was also just doing my job there, sir, and I uh, don't really need any kind of special treatment about it like you suggested, sir. Really sir, I'm fine without. I'm just glad I could get you out. Every mission should go like that one, sir. And I hope this one will too." It was said (some would call it babbled) with sincerity, but also with a hint of nervousness.

http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg

JosephGracey
December 7th, 2010, 11:08 AM
{Lt. James Tierney} {Lt. WIlliam Blyth}

James looked at his men and nodded for them to get ready for the mission. He walked around the chairs and over to where william was standing. "Good luck out there; and remember i've got your back." He smiled at his old friend.
William smiled back. "If you're the one that's got my back how come it's always me that seems to be saving you?"
"I like to make you feel useful." James smirked and walked over to his men. "I guess some things never change he'll always think he's that good and i'll always be able to count on hime to get me out of a tight spot.

RogueRanger
December 7th, 2010, 02:32 PM
{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC


Will leaned across in front of the whiteboard and spoke quietly to the Daedalus' CO. "Stephen remind me when this is over to ask you why we have to put up with Starbreaker?"

"Don't know sir, you might want to ask Colonel Mason that, or Sam Carter."

He straightened up and nodded. "Well seeing as Major Thracen couldn't wait I'll have to answer her question while she's gone." He looked at his watch, only a few minutes left. "I really don't know what the Air Force is teaching you people today, no offence Stephen." He inclined his head.

"None taken sir, I know what you mean."

"The rook goes in with Mason, because one, Colonel Mason is the most experienced and two, Lieutenant Sprills is the least experienced. As you all should know those of us on second sweep will have the hardest job, it's as simple as that." He walked over a little closer to the pilots, just so he could be heard.

"Lieutenant Darkness and the rest of you. We're using JP233's becuase the Alliance isn't a signature to the Geneva convention and I'm quite sure you have all seen them use worse on innocent worlds. To that only my own aircraft, Major Pena, Captain Titarenko and Captain Raimondi will be carrying that ordanance." He looked at his watch once more.

"Stephen call up the Hammond, this briefing is adjourned. Hammond wing you'll be beamed back to your ship and to the hangar deck. Execution is in eight minutes Colonel Mason you and the escort will be first out."

"Ship's company Aten-hut!" Stephen's voice rang through the cavernous deck. "DISMISSED"
************

"Sam your people are about to join you. Inform Miss Doran she has a go as soon as Lt. Colonel Mason and the escort is aloft."

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Without waiting for anyone in particular Ange stood and stretched her arms, dropped her clip board of notes and various squiggles showing manourvers only she and her team mates had worked on over the months before. This was their time now, no more pussy footing around with the LA. She nodded to her wingman "Tank" stood lazily to attention and watched Mason in his discussion with the Admiral aand Colonel Caldwell. Now to focus on the mission, she approached Royce and tapped him on the shoulder. "Tank, you be damned careful on that first op. If anything happens to you I'll be without a wingman and I won't be pleased, got that?" She chuckled and wished him luck. "Take care big fella and we'll take these goons out together once you're done with the first strike, I'll be watching your back ok?"

Princess Awinita
December 7th, 2010, 03:32 PM
{Rufis ~Dent~}

With the briefing overwith, it was time to put the checklist into action, all he had to do was get a one on one with the Admiral before the op actually began. But seeing the man busy he turned to Spook. "Don't get yourself killed, or I'll be without a wingman to cover for." Rufis had his reasons, and Spook was a good friend.

squirrely1
December 7th, 2010, 09:52 PM
{Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

Karina seemed to reappear with a flash as she rounded the corridor opening to the huge flight deck area finding everyone milling around, slapping backs and nervously rasping out their good hunting murmurings. She immediately spied Connor with the flag officers trying to be as diplomatic as possible but Karina knew better and she swallowed her grin as she raced towards him. She knew he'd probably have an earful for her but she had to speak with him before they took flight.

On her way she passed Ange and noted her preoccupation with her own crew trying to ready for the mission. They achieved brief eye contact ....enough to sign out they would be OK and to meet up for one last word before the launch.

As Karina approached Conner she sort of glided on her feet not wanting to be overly confident in her stride but she didn't hold back either. She more or less butted right into their conversation.... "Uh excuse me Sirs.....but what did I miss?" She suppressed a giggle knowing it would probably be too much as she was already in hot water. "I think I got the gist of what the admiral was saying ...the speaker was amplified enough and carried it's way to me in the ......erm...other room.....but I mean .... Lt. Col. Mason sir can I have a private word with you?" She had to smirk slightly cuz to hear herself refer to Connor in that formal manner always made her want to laugh. She knew he got a kick out of it and came to expect it from her so she loved to indulge him. They pulled to the side and she leaned in towards him....close into his private space as she breathed out..... "Well Lt. Colonel SIR"...putting strong emphasis on the sir she continued..... "I was wondering if you could help me get a hold of my wingman... "Runner"? Last I heard from him he was back on Earth at our old base in California..... but I heard rumors that he was whisked away in the SGC program somewhere....but I don't know where he is.....Could you use your security clearance to find him? I would love to get him here so he could fly with us....do you think that would be possible?" For the first time Karina shared with him a concerned look with almost a hint of worry. She trusted all the fine pilots in the room...but there was one special pilot whom she had always trusted with her life...and that was Capt. Jeremy "Runner" Cordova.

((OOC I so need to get this NPC pilot info to Mel for approval :eek: I will do that tomorrow I promise. ))

RogueRanger
December 7th, 2010, 10:08 PM
{Rufis ~Dent~}

With the briefing overwith, it was time to put the checklist into action, all he had to do was get a one on one with the Admiral before the op actually began. But seeing the man busy he turned to Spook. "Don't get yourself killed, or I'll be without a wingman to cover for." Rufis had his reasons, and Spook was a good friend.

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Ange dragged Rufis a little closer to the parked 302's and hled his head in two hands. His red eyes always facinated her and she wiondered herself about coloured contacts, purple would be so amazing. "Rufi, the only one we need to worry about is Tank. We have our team and between the four of us, we'll raise hell amongst the Alliance." She turned to face Karina, she caught the signal and gave her a "We'll be ok" sign. She then returned to stand near Tank, she worried about him and cared for him because she trained him and hoped her guidance would be good enough.

clauz89
December 8th, 2010, 07:27 AM
{Capt. Danny Chang *Dragon*} - {Cap. Tommaso Raimondi *Italian*}

When the Admiral released them, Danny approached his team.
"See, he trust you enough to let you carry cluster bombs..." he said to Tommaso. "Yeah, you're probably right....." was the still unconvinced answer.
"I know that LA hasn't signed Geneva Convention and they've done terrible things, but... don't this put us on their level? Oh, God, what shall I do now? Fight the evil with anything we've got?"
Just a second before they were beamed back to the Hammond, Tommaso started whispering a prayer:"Pater noster, qui es in caelis, santificetur nomen Tuum, adveniat regnum Tuum, fiat voluntas tua...."

http://i1193.photobucket.com/albums/aa346/clauz89/tommy4.jpg

(ooc: it's the Lord's prayer in Latin....)

Ryn
December 8th, 2010, 02:23 PM
Goose was a little taken aback, but before he could get more annoyed at Thracen for *yet another interruption* she launched her questions at him. He ignored the whole use of full rank bit, focusing instead on her plea. She was so close, it fogged his mind for a second. Connor blinked, forcing his brain to remember what the Daedalus' CMO had just prior to the briefing told him.

"Uh, well, ah, he's here, Runner's here, on the Daedy. Med bay. Uh, Doc Chang told me before the briefing. Uh. Runner missed the beam out from the SGC because of a, ah, stomach virus. It got nasty, I guess. The doc was about to release him when the briefing started, that's when I got the call. It was too late for Runner to get here, so I gather he's still in the Med bay."

Connor had always felt a little weird about the wingman, of course he knew the rumours and the history about Runner and Starbreaker, and how very close knit the two were. It was partly a reason why Mason didn't really know what exactly to do about it. Connor only knew Karina had lodged herself firmly into his heart by now. And yes of course that meant jealousy, however irrational it may be. Goose forced himself to quit thinking down that road, it only brought up trouble and he didn't need it, especially not now.
They were due to launch in five minutes and he hoped Runner was together enough to make it, if not, she'd just have to go without him. Mason shuddered mentally thinking of the logistics involved if that were the case. Jealous or not, he needed every available pilot.

"Now do you have anything else to add, Major, or can I get back to what I was doing?" He nodded toward the still waiting flag officers.


http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg

((OOC: hope this ok- made Doc Mike Chang up, got no clue who the current CMO is of the Daedy :o))

puddlejumperOZ
December 8th, 2010, 04:49 PM
Mason smirked a little, of course Karina had to make a run for it. She pretty much always did that, at the very least it was something similar. Once they were dismissed, he made his way forward toward the flag officers, still intending to have a word or two, it might help with their impression of the Hammond's pilots, it was probably not up to par right now.

"Sirs, if I may have a word?" He waited for Caldwell's nod and continued after clearing the throat.
"Uh - well - I may not be the best at keeping discipline amongst my, ah, crew, sir. But I can assure you that they will each do their job, and more. No exceptions, sir, none whatsoever. I ... ah, just wanted you to know that. Sir."

Okay, probably not the best apology ever, but he was sure they could read between the lines and work out what he really meant. Connor didn't really have it in him to be a diplomat, although with him honesty was always there, or at the very least implied.

And while he still held their attention, Connor hastily added one more thing. Something that had been bugging him since the briefing had started.

"Admiral sir, you mentioned something about that time in Iran, sir. Sir, I would, uh, like you to know that I was also just doing my job there, sir, and I uh, don't really need any kind of special treatment about it like you suggested, sir. Really sir, I'm fine without. I'm just glad I could get you out. Every mission should go like that one, sir. And I hope this one will too." It was said (some would call it babbled) with sincerity, but also with a hint of nervousness.


http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Once again Thracen had put herself into a compromising situation with Command. Both Will and Stephen frowned as she hastily returned from the head, not even to get a clearance before she butted in. Will crossed his arms and curled his lip, Stephen an almost carbon copy of the stance. When she had finished and Connor answered her question, Will spoke before she could interupt again.

"Major Thracen, when this sorte is over, you will report to me, directly do you understand?" He shifted his feet and said to Connor, his voice still enflamed with emotion. "If that's how you wish it Connor, it's fine by me. We all do our job, you just happened to do yours exceptionally well." He didn't tell him though, that the moment they returned a signal would be sent to the SGC and the British Ministry Of Defence aknowledging his actions and setting up his promotion and Military Medal. "Now I see that we're all just about set. Colonel Mason you can have your people beam over to the Hammond immediately. The moment you arrive Colonel Carter will have the Tel'tak undock and you and the designated escort will provide cover for SG1 until you are within visual range of the LZ. Once you have made sure they are safely down, return to the Hammond and on Colonel Caldwell's signal we will launch our strike mission."

Whilst Will was speaking to Mason, Stephen watched and waited. At the last he nodded to the Admiral and Mason. "I'll return to the bridge Admiral if I may. Colonel Mason Godspeed and good luck." She shook both men's hands and turned around walking swiftly for the nearest elevator.

((OOC ok kids sort yourselves out. Hammond people will now post in the Hammond thread and the Daedalus people in this thread. Once we have launched we will be posting in the SG1 and SG3 LA Mission thread. SQ you can say hello to your wingman and have the two of you get beamed out in conversation:P))

JosephGracey
December 8th, 2010, 05:20 PM
{Lt. James Tierney} {Jacque Dumont}

James made his way over to his wingman "Small fry, enfin un action"

RogueRanger
December 8th, 2010, 06:42 PM
{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC





"Sam your people are about to join you. Inform Miss Doran she has a go as soon as Lt. Colonel Mason and the escort is aloft."

"Thank you Stephen,I'll inform her immediately"

squirrely1
December 8th, 2010, 07:55 PM
Goose was a little taken aback, but before he could get more annoyed at Thracen for *yet another interruption* she launched her questions at him. He ignored the whole use of full rank bit, focusing instead on her plea. She was so close, it fogged his mind for a second. Connor blinked, forcing his brain to remember what the Daedalus' CMO had just prior to the briefing told him.

"Uh, well, ah, he's here, Runner's here, on the Daedy. Med bay. Uh, Doc Chang told me before the briefing. Uh. Runner missed the beam out from the SGC because of a, ah, stomach virus. It got nasty, I guess. The doc was about to release him when the briefing started, that's when I got the call. It was too late for Runner to get here, so I gather he's still in the Med bay."

Connor had always felt a little weird about the wingman, of course he knew the rumours and the history about Runner and Starbreaker, and how very close knit the two were. It was partly a reason why Mason didn't really know what exactly to do about it. Connor only knew Karina had lodged herself firmly into his heart by now. And yes of course that meant jealousy, however irrational it may be. Goose forced himself to quit thinking down that road, it only brought up trouble and he didn't need it, especially not now.
They were due to launch in five minutes and he hoped Runner was together enough to make it, if not, she'd just have to go without him. Mason shuddered mentally thinking of the logistics involved if that were the case. Jealous or not, he needed every available pilot.

"Now do you have anything else to add, Major, or can I get back to what I was doing?" He nodded toward the still waiting flag officers.


[IG]http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg[/IMG]

((OOC: hope this ok- made Doc Mike Chang up, got no clue who the current CMO is of the Daedy :o))
{Lt. Col. Conner "Goose" Mason} {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}
Karina almost felt woosie as Conner's voice penetrated her and as he relayed the message her heart began to pound ferociously in her chest realizing that Runner was indeed onboard. She knew he'd not stay apart from her for long and she cracked a wide grin and seemed to bounce as she lunged towards him, threw her arms around him and delivered a kiss firmly upon his cheek. "Oh THANK YOU Conner!!" She yipped with gripping excitement which was evident that she let down and was now back to the first name basis "I just knew he'd make it some how....but man it concerned me when he failed to show up....at the briefing......I'm gonna give him all sorts of grief for that." She pulled away from him and winked briefly letting him know by the buzz of their mutual attraction that she appreciated him....and at the end of the day she respected him for his great leadership and stoic strength. She giggled as she finished with a quip... "er no that will be all sir!" Now with sneer because all of a sudden that oddly sounded as if she was dismissing him instead if it being the reverse. She had a way of doing that to him.....sort of getting their roles entangled with one another. In a swish she turned on her heel....as she attempted to dash off toward the med bay area.



{Admiral William MacGregor} {Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Once again Thracen had put herself into a compromising situation with Command. Both Will and Stephen frowned as she hastily returned from the head, not even to get a clearance before she butted in. Will crossed his arms and curled his lip, Stephen an almost carbon copy of the stance. When she had finished and Connor answered her question, Will spoke before she could interupt again.

"Major Thracen, when this sorte is over, you will report to me, directly do you understand?" He shifted his feet and said to Connor, his voice still enflamed with emotion. "If that's how you wish it Connor, it's fine by me. We all do our job, you just happened to do yours exceptionally well." He didn't tell him though, that the moment they returned a signal would be sent to the SGC and the British Ministry Of Defence aknowledging his actions and setting up his promotion and Military Medal. "Now I see that we're all just about set. Colonel Mason you can have your people beam over to the Hammond immediately. The moment you arrive Colonel Carter will have the Tel'tak undock and you and the designated escort will provide cover for SG1 until you are within visual range of the LZ. Once you have made sure they are safely down, return to the Hammond and on Colonel Caldwell's signal we will launch our strike mission."

Whilst Will was speaking to Mason, Stephen watched and waited. At the last he nodded to the Admiral and Mason. "I'll return to the bridge Admiral if I may. Colonel Mason Godspeed and good luck." She shook both men's hands and turned around walking swiftly for the nearest elevator.

((OOC ok kids sort yourselves out. Hammond people will now post in the Hammond thread and the Daedalus people in this thread. Once we have launched we will be posting in the SG1 and SG3 LA Mission thread. SQ you can say hello to your wingman and have the two of you get beamed out in conversation:P))

{Admiral William MacGregor} {Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen}

As Karina turned to leave...The Admiral stopped her with his signature no nonsense glare. She swallowed hard and muffled any excitement she had brewing and straighten herself as he spoke. "Major Thracen, when this sorte is over, you will report to me, directly do you understand?"

A feeling of dread came over her...but then again she was used to the brass coming down on her...or spending time in the brig or placed on special assignments. 'What's one more duty' she thought to herself as she gave him her most innocent...sweet little daddy's girl look with a solemn reply, "Yes Sir...Understood sir!" She paused the respectable amount of time but as soon as he turned and began addressing Conner, she politely ditched out of the area racing...now almost running toward med bay.


------------------ <Med Bay1>

{Karina "Starbreaker" Thracen} {Jeremy "Runner" Cordova}

Karina bounded in like a whirlwind....flinging open the door to the area.....just catching Runner adjusting his flight suit as his feet were dangling over the side of the bed. She raced up to him before he could even register that it was her and seemingly tackled him with one strong bear hug. "You badass you....had to get special treatment I see? Getting out of that painful as hell briefing...but I must admit that was creative..." She pulled back from their hug...smirked and delivered a punch squarely on his shoulder.

"Hey!! Breaker... 'bout time you came to see me ..... Hell I was givin up on you....thinkin you'd got yourself a new wingman. But seriously....you don't want to know where I've been spending the last few days." He shot her a wistful look as he hesitated to take his arms from her.

"Oh praying to the porcelain god I bet?" SHe giggled while grabbing his arm and pulling him to his feet. "Now come on Captain get a move on.....we have a mission to get started and I'm itchin to get in my bird!" She grinned at him as they walked together toward the beam out point.

"Yeah no doubt.... I haven't been that sick in years.... I only hope I'm up for this....." He winced towards her with grave concern as they continued their walk.

"Look Runner..... even on your worst days...you can fly circles around most pilots...I have all the confidence in you.....just talk to me...like you are so good at doing....you know....always babbling on the coms? Oh and if you are going to barf.... please don't press the com button I don't need to hear it" She had to start with the jabs....it's what she does best.

He returned with his usual eye roll and shrug as they arm in arm made their way to beam out.

Princess Awinita
December 8th, 2010, 08:28 PM
{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Ange dragged Rufis a little closer to the parked 302's and hled his head in two hands. His red eyes always facinated her and she wiondered herself about coloured contacts, purple would be so amazing. "Rufi, the only one we need to worry about is Tank. We have our team and between the four of us, we'll raise hell amongst the Alliance." She turned to face Karina, she caught the signal and gave her a "We'll be ok" sign. She then returned to stand near Tank, she worried about him and cared for him because she trained him and hoped her guidance would be good enough.


{Admiral William MacGregor}


Once again Thracen had put herself into a compromising situation with Command. Both Will and Stephen frowned as she hastily returned from the head, not even to get a clearance before she butted in. Will crossed his arms and curled his lip, Stephen an almost carbon copy of the stance. When she had finished and Connor answered her question, Will spoke before she could interupt again.

"Major Thracen, when this sorte is over, you will report to me, directly do you understand?" He shifted his feet and said to Connor, his voice still enflamed with emotion. "If that's how you wish it Connor, it's fine by me. We all do our job, you just happened to do yours exceptionally well." He didn't tell him though, that the moment they returned a signal would be sent to the SGC and the British Ministry Of Defence aknowledging his actions and setting up his promotion and Military Medal. "Now I see that we're all just about set. Colonel Mason you can have your people beam over to the Hammond immediately. The moment you arrive Colonel Carter will have the Tel'tak undock and you and the designated escort will provide cover for SG1 until you are within visual range of the LZ. Once you have made sure they are safely down, return to the Hammond and on Colonel Caldwell's signal we will launch our strike mission."

{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}

Smiled thoughtfully at what Spook said. She was right, Tank was one to worry about, a rookie compaired them both. He released his head from her handsand pulled them together between them, covering hers in his. "Don't worry, we pull this off, we have us, you, Tank, John* and I, dinner at Peking**. on me" He patted her hand twice before she left togo stand by Tank. Now he wondered over how his own flight squad from the 'Tzu who were also sent to the Hammond for temp duty there during repairs. Sian and Sung would both kill him instead of watching his back when they heard of the flightgroup postings.

He then turned towards the Admiral, after a second, he waited until he was dpone speaking to Starbreaker before speaking up. "Admiral, a word sir?" He wanted to voice his thought about sending Lt Darkness to his CO on the 'Tzu, Colonel Yi Cheng Song had taught Rufis a few things on manners. One of those things was to keep himself in total control of his emotions, which was how he sometimes was felt to be a heartless man of few words.

Now on his mind at the time other then talking to the Admiral about Spook, was a rather simple thought. How in the Smiling Buddha's name was he going to tell the Twins that Lily was their wings leader and not he? After all, Lily was rather upstanding, and also a CAG for the Daedalus.

*Jack Jr
** Beijing

Ryn
December 9th, 2010, 12:37 AM
Lt Colonel Connor "Goose" Mason

While Frank watched from afar, Connor was kissed. Again. He rolled his eyes at the sight.
Connor felt the rush and turned to kiss her back (somehow his brain got fogged again) but she'd already left the personal space. He listened to her babble and smiled, if she was this happy about the whole deal it would be a good mission.
He watched her leave after receiving her umptwentieth dressing-down from the Flags. No matter how many times they told her off, she always managed to bounce back. The thought made him smile a little fondly. Mason shook his head to clear it and focused on the Admiral's words. Of course not having a clue as to what MacGregor was *really* thinking.

Good, he was off *that* particular hook. Relief swept over him, he'd get all sorts of grief from everyone if that promotion and medal actually happened. Connor didn't feel he deserved it, in his mind he had done what he could and it had worked. He was always grateful and amazed when that happened, somehow always expecting the worst and accommodating for that in his planning. Frank called him the eternal pessimist.
"Thank you, sir. I appreciate it."

When the order for departure accompanied by usual best wishes was given, Connor nodded. "Aye sir, thank you. Same to you sir." He was sincere in that, as always.

He then watched as the whole Hammond wing assembled around him (including Karina) and felt the familiar buzz of beam out. Somehow that feeling never got old.

---> to Hammond thread:)

http://flowermoon.net/RP/LtColonelMason.jpg

Col.Foley
December 9th, 2010, 01:13 PM
[/SPOILER]

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Without waiting for anyone in particular Ange stood and stretched her arms, dropped her clip board of notes and various squiggles showing manourvers only she and her team mates had worked on over the months before. This was their time now, no more pussy footing around with the LA. She nodded to her wingman "Tank" stood lazily to attention and watched Mason in his discussion with the Admiral aand Colonel Caldwell. Now to focus on the mission, she approached Royce and tapped him on the shoulder. "Tank, you be damned careful on that first op. If anything happens to you I'll be without a wingman and I won't be pleased, got that?" She chuckled and wished him luck. "Take care big fella and we'll take these goons out together once you're done with the first strike, I'll be watching your back ok?"


{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

Ange dragged Rufis a little closer to the parked 302's and hled his head in two hands. His red eyes always facinated her and she wiondered herself about coloured contacts, purple would be so amazing. "Rufi, the only one we need to worry about is Tank. We have our team and between the four of us, we'll raise hell amongst the Alliance." She turned to face Karina, she caught the signal and gave her a "We'll be ok" sign. She then returned to stand near Tank, she worried about him and cared for him because she trained him and hoped her guidance would be good enough.


{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}

Smiled thoughtfully at what Spook said. She was right, Tank was one to worry about, a rookie compaired them both. He released his head from her handsand pulled them together between them, covering hers in his. "Don't worry, we pull this off, we have us, you, Tank, John* and I, dinner at Peking**. on me" He patted her hand twice before she left togo stand by Tank. Now he wondered over how his own flight squad from the 'Tzu who were also sent to the Hammond for temp duty there during repairs. Sian and Sung would both kill him instead of watching his back when they heard of the flightgroup postings.

He then turned towards the Admiral, after a second, he waited until he was dpone speaking to Starbreaker before speaking up. "Admiral, a word sir?" He wanted to voice his thought about sending Lt Darkness to his CO on the 'Tzu, Colonel Yi Cheng Song had taught Rufis a few things on manners. One of those things was to keep himself in total control of his emotions, which was how he sometimes was felt to be a heartless man of few words.

Now on his mind at the time other then talking to the Admiral about Spook, was a rather simple thought. How in the Smiling Buddha's name was he going to tell the Twins that Lily was their wings leader and not he? After all, Lily was rather upstanding, and also a CAG for the Daedalus.

*Jack Jr
** Beijing
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank
Tank nodded to Ange slightly, though he did not know it he was doing an adimirable imitation of the Jaffa Master Teal'c "Don't worry ma'am I am sure we'll do fine. We trained for this."

At Ange being 'worried' about him and his ability he remembered his favorite movie from when he was young what got him to join the AirForce and what sent him on his current path. Top Gun, with that he bought up a calculated and cocky smile. "Like I said, no reason to worry. I am sure I will kill more people then you two combined...besides its our first mission...should be fun." He knew though it was not going to be quite the way the movies portrayed it, never was.

Tank raised an eyebrow at the information which came as a surprise to him. "Colonel O'Neill's son is going to join us?" He shifted around uncomfortably. "If we want to watch anyone lets watch him....Jack will kill us if anything happens to him." And then he blanched realizing his mistake. I mean General O'Neill." He then made to move out. "If you'll excuse me I like to...be at one with my plane before taking off."

RogueRanger
December 9th, 2010, 02:29 PM
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank
Tank nodded to Ange slightly, though he did not know it he was doing an adimirable imitation of the Jaffa Master Teal'c "Don't worry ma'am I am sure we'll do fine. We trained for this."

At Ange being 'worried' about him and his ability he remembered his favorite movie from when he was young what got him to join the AirForce and what sent him on his current path. Top Gun, with that he bought up a calculated and cocky smile. "Like I said, no reason to worry. I am sure I will kill more people then you two combined...besides its our first mission...should be fun." He knew though it was not going to be quite the way the movies portrayed it, never was.

Tank raised an eyebrow at the information which came as a surprise to him. "Colonel O'Neill's son is going to join us?" He shifted around uncomfortably. "If we want to watch anyone lets watch him....Jack will kill us if anything happens to him." And then he blanched realizing his mistake. I mean General O'Neill." He then made to move out. "If you'll excuse me I like to...be at one with my plane before taking off."


{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

"We'll both watch him Tank, you and I together. Just remember this first op for you is only an escort, don't you get triggy happy like before." She reflected on a lone wolf mission the two of them did a month ago, simply recon. But no, Tank had to go bust up an Al-kesh sitting on the ground nearby a Gate, just for sport. It would have been cool except moments after some twenty gliders were onto them and only by luck the made it back. "Keep close to Colonel Mason and hit it back here as soon as SG1 is down ok?"

((OOC there is a little confusion here. Reading in the Hammond thread, it appears Karina is prepping also for the Escort mission. Hmmm Sam Carter will have to fix that.)):P


{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}

Smiled thoughtfully at what Spook said. She was right, Tank was one to worry about, a rookie compaired them both. He released his head from her handsand pulled them together between them, covering hers in his. "Don't worry, we pull this off, we have us, you, Tank, John* and I, dinner at Peking**. on me" He patted her hand twice before she left togo stand by Tank. Now he wondered over how his own flight squad from the 'Tzu who were also sent to the Hammond for temp duty there during repairs. Sian and Sung would both kill him instead of watching his back when they heard of the flightgroup postings.

He then turned towards the Admiral, after a second, he waited until he was dpone speaking to Starbreaker before speaking up. "Admiral, a word sir?" He wanted to voice his thought about sending Lt Darkness to his CO on the 'Tzu, Colonel Yi Cheng Song had taught Rufis a few things on manners. One of those things was to keep himself in total control of his emotions, which was how he sometimes was felt to be a heartless man of few words.

Now on his mind at the time other then talking to the Admiral about Spook, was a rather simple thought. How in the Smiling Buddha's name was he going to tell the Twins that Lily was their wings leader and not he? After all, Lily was rather upstanding, and also a CAG for the Daedalus.

*Jack Jr
** Beijing


{1st Lt. Ange Darkness} {2nd Lt John O'Neil} NPC

Watching Rufis as he walked over to the twins, Ange smiled. They were good kids, well that was wrong, they were almost as old as she was and her father always considered her a 'kid'. They would certainly make a date for R & R after this and China was one place she had always dreamed of visiting one day. Ange turned and headed over to young John, everyone knew who he was, but most kept it to themself. He had to prove his worth on his own, and his file said he was more than capable, his cloning took care of that. Ange placed her hand on his shoulder. "You ready John?"

"Ah that would be Colonel, Lieutenant." He laughed and grinned in a way that only a young version of General O'Neill could. "Yeah, I mean like it's not like I haven't done this before is it?"

"Just don't get cocky K?" She thne guided him towards their aircraft, the armourers were finished and all they had to do was wait for the escorts to return and then it would on.

Col.Foley
December 9th, 2010, 11:00 PM
[/spoiler]

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

"We'll both watch him Tank, you and I together. Just remember this first op for you is only an escort, don't you get triggy happy like before." She reflected on a lone wolf mission the two of them did a month ago, simply recon. But no, Tank had to go bust up an Al-kesh sitting on the ground nearby a Gate, just for sport. It would have been cool except moments after some twenty gliders were onto them and only by luck the made it back. "Keep close to Colonel Mason and hit it back here as soon as SG1 is down ok?"

((OOC there is a little confusion here. Reading in the Hammond thread, it appears Karina is prepping also for the Escort mission. Hmmm Sam Carter will have to fix that.)):P


[/spoiler]

{1st Lt. Ange Darkness} {2nd Lt John O'Neil} NPC

Watching Rufis as he walked over to the twins, Ange smiled. They were good kids, well that was wrong, they were almost as old as she was and her father always considered her a 'kid'. They would certainly make a date for R & R after this and China was one place she had always dreamed of visiting one day. Ange turned and headed over to young John, everyone knew who he was, but most kept it to themself. He had to prove his worth on his own, and his file said he was more than capable, his cloning took care of that. Ange placed her hand on his shoulder. "You ready John?"

"Ah that would be Colonel, Lieutenant." He laughed and grinned in a way that only a young version of General O'Neill could. "Yeah, I mean like it's not like I haven't done this before is it?"

"Just don't get cocky K?" She thne guided him towards their aircraft, the armourers were finished and all they had to do was wait for the escorts to return and then it would on.

1st Lt. Royce Sprills, the Tank
Tank waved over his shoulder and nodded letting her know that he heard her and understood her remarks.

He then turned left out of her site and entered the bay for his fighter. He looked around, he looked left, and then looked right, until he found his fighter. He smirked as he found it and headed on over to it, reaching it in twelve giant strides.

He reached his fighter and admired it slightly, the mixture of pure menacing lethality, and the almost hypnotic grace of a predator. A pure fighting machine, painted a deep black that suited it perfectly. He loved the 302. He ran his hand over it making a visual inspection, trying to feel if there were any cracks or dings. But he was satisfied...it felt smoothed and unblemished as if it was right off the factory floor.

But him and the tech traded a look she was looking him over worridly. He averted his eyes and cleared his throat, heading over to one end of the bay.

puddlejumperOZ
December 10th, 2010, 03:41 PM
{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}

Smiled thoughtfully at what Spook said. She was right, Tank was one to worry about, a rookie compaired them both. He released his head from her handsand pulled them together between them, covering hers in his. "Don't worry, we pull this off, we have us, you, Tank, John* and I, dinner at Peking**. on me" He patted her hand twice before she left togo stand by Tank. Now he wondered over how his own flight squad from the 'Tzu who were also sent to the Hammond for temp duty there during repairs. Sian and Sung would both kill him instead of watching his back when they heard of the flightgroup postings.

He then turned towards the Admiral, after a second, he waited until he was dpone speaking to Starbreaker before speaking up. "Admiral, a word sir?" He wanted to voice his thought about sending Lt Darkness to his CO on the 'Tzu, Colonel Yi Cheng Song had taught Rufis a few things on manners. One of those things was to keep himself in total control of his emotions, which was how he sometimes was felt to be a heartless man of few words.

Now on his mind at the time other then talking to the Admiral about Spook, was a rather simple thought. How in the Smiling Buddha's name was he going to tell the Twins that Lily was their wings leader and not he? After all, Lily was rather upstanding, and also a CAG for the Daedalus.

*Jack Jr
** Beijing

{Admiral William MacGregor}

Watching the pilots and crews disperse Will rubbed the scar on his cheek, it somehow always itched when he was about to enter the battlespace, and how true that word was now, 'space'. He never thought it would happen in his lifetime. He was about to make his way over to his '02 number seven when the young Chinese Lieutenant addressed him. "Yes of course, what can I do for you Lieutenant....?" He wasn't wearing a chest patch and Will's mind raced through all the files he had read a day earlier, 'there' he found it. "..Lieutenant Dent isn't it?"

Princess Awinita
December 10th, 2010, 05:34 PM
{Admiral William MacGregor}

Watching the pilots and crews disperse Will rubbed the scar on his cheek, it somehow always itched when he was about to enter the battlespace, and how true that word was now, 'space'. He never thought it would happen in his lifetime. He was about to make his way over to his '02 number seven when the young Chinese Lieutenant addressed him. "Yes of course, what can I do for you Lieutenant....?" He wasn't wearing a chest patch and Will's mind raced through all the files he had read a day earlier, 'there' he found it. "..Lieutenant Dent isn't it?"
{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~}

Rufis nodded, "Yes sir" he said, though he said it in Mandarin, so it sounded a bit like 'Creechaa saio' or the start of a song of some kind. "Sun Tzu, Jade Bandits flight leader, under command of Colonel Yi Cheng Song." He smiled after a brief bow doing the saulte that was the norm on the 'Tzu. As if in prayer. "It is about Lt Darkness sir." He raised a hand, as if wanting to speak his mind before the Admiral blew up in his face. "You may know of my many one man sorties on the 'Tzu, I was sent on them by Colonel Song herself. She taught me my place in the pattern, and also my place in manners, and emotions. Self control so to speak, sir." He looked a bit thoughtful as he spoke. As if he were contemplating a thought or idea of a military battle before it began.

At some point though, Rufis knew in his heart he'd have to explain to Spook, and to Colonel Song, that he had no idea what his last name truly was. Or if he had one for that matter, Dent just seemed to stick.

Col.Foley
December 11th, 2010, 12:30 AM
1st Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank

Royce figured that he had enough alone time so he went to check out a weapon, a side arm, a G36, and a couple extra Magazines of ammo if he needed it. He hoped he would not...he was much more confident in the air or space with his lethal war machine then on the ground with next to nothing.

Sattisfied he made his way over to his fighter and nodded to his Rio as she came up, he made a mental note to himself that he had to get to know her more when they were done with their current mission. One of the techs brought a ladder up.

He slammed on his helmet and began to go over the pre flight checks, flipping switches and nodding to the probings of his RIO. He was satisfied, but figured that he would still wait until he was told to launch.

puddlejumperOZ
December 12th, 2010, 09:43 PM
{1st Lt Rufis ~Dent~}


Rufis nodded, "Yes sir" he said, though he said it in Mandarin, so it sounded a bit like 'Creechaa saio' or the start of a song of some kind. "Sun Tzu, Jade Bandits flight leader, under command of Colonel Yi Cheng Song." He smiled after a brief bow doing the saulte that was the norm on the 'Tzu. As if in prayer. "It is about Lt Darkness sir." He raised a hand, as if wanting to speak his mind before the Admiral blew up in his face. "You may know of my many one man sorties on the 'Tzu, I was sent on them by Colonel Song herself. She taught me my place in the pattern, and also my place in manners, and emotions. Self control so to speak, sir." He looked a bit thoughtful as he spoke. As if he were contemplating a thought or idea of a military battle before it began.

At some point though, Rufis knew in his heart he'd have to explain to Spook, and to Colonel Song, that he had no idea what his last name truly was. Or if he had one for that matter, Dent just seemed to stick.



{Admiral William MacGregor}

"Well you can't make and omlette without breaking eggs." Will replied, not entirely sure if Rufis would catch his meaning, so he added. "Son I know the Colonel very well and yes I realise she would be able to put Lieutenant Darkness in her place smartly. But we have more ah, subtle methods and ones that I have put to good use for many a year. Don't worry.." He placed a reassuring hand on the young man's shoulder.



1st Lt. Royce Sprills, The Tank

Royce figured that he had enough alone time so he went to check out a weapon, a side arm, a G36, and a couple extra Magazines of ammo if he needed it. He hoped he would not...he was much more confident in the air or space with his lethal war machine then on the ground with next to nothing.

Sattisfied he made his way over to his fighter and nodded to his Rio as she came up, he made a mental note to himself that he had to get to know her more when they were done with their current mission. One of the techs brought a ladder up.

He slammed on his helmet and began to go over the pre flight checks, flipping switches and nodding to the probings of his RIO. He was satisfied, but figured that he would still wait until he was told to launch.

As the tech moved away a grizzled veteran wearing a rather tattered semblance of a work jacket climbed the ladder, Tank's crew chief Master Sergeant Jim Baxter. He checked the harnesses, the oxygen regulator and finally he tapped Tank's helmet and said loud enough so the pilot could hear him. "You're good to go L-tee." He leaned in a pressed the canopy close button and stepped away, the slid down with two handed practice and moved the ladder away. With a swining motion of his arms as he stood in front of the aircraft, he signalled Tank to start engines. Once he was done a yellow shirt took over and would wave the 302 into place once the Lieutenant had given his 'all in the green' salute.

Princess Awinita
December 14th, 2010, 12:06 AM
{Admiral William MacGregor}

"Well you can't make and omlette without breaking eggs." Will replied, not entirely sure if Rufis would catch his meaning, so he added. "Son I know the Colonel very well and yes I realise she would be able to put Lieutenant Darkness in her place smartly. But we have more ah, subtle methods and ones that I have put to good use for many a year. Don't worry.." He placed a reassuring hand on the young man's shoulder.
{Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}, {The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung}

Rufis nodded slowly, never looking directly towards the Admiral he spoke up. A slightly smile on his face, though unseen as it was only there only a scant fraction of a heartbeat. "Sir, Permit me to speak my mind." he knew the Admiral meant well, but something just felt wrong of where Lt Darkness had be placed in terms of a year of service. He just knew that Col Mason would have hell for a year. He wanted to avoid that. "Colonel Song, in a one on one meeting is vastly different then in public, or with many people present. She had myself, and the Twins, as her students and aids for several months to a year. Her methods may be unorthodox to others, but the results.... They speak for themselves." He smiled softly then, he kenw that the Admiral had things in good hands.

He then gently releived himself of the Admirals reassuring hands, and with a slight bow of his head and his traditional salute "Sir, time grows short, I have something to speak to the Twins about before returning to the Hammond, I will see you in the black most surely." He turned and headed towards a pair of 302s. Two women stood between them

Of the two women, dressed in the same fashion of G-Suit as Rufis, the dragonscale pattern on the shoulders and upper sleeves as if wearing pauldons of the Sun Tzu. The brown haired of the Twins, Sian, spoke up when Rufis got near, she was the calmer of the two. Rufis just hoped the Admiral would not repremind these two. Rufis could handle such things. "So, what did the Admiral say?"

"He said that he would take care of things. I trust his judgement on this matter." Rufis replied.

"Well, Sung doesn't, she's already hacked off at the flightgroup assignments. What happened, Figment? We were to be your two wingmates, the three of us. What changed?" Sian asked.

"I wanted to tell you both that before the changes took place, unfortunately I was unable to do so." Rufis replied. In truth he'd arranged it with Spook, but it was truly up to the Admiral of who got placed with whom at the time, as far as Figment was concerned,. he, The Twins, and Spook were originally to be a flightgroup of four, but plans had changed when General O'Niells son arrived. And the Twins were reassigned to the CAG's of the Daedalus' flightgroup

"Well, you'd better explain to Sung before she attacks you again like the last time. It was all I could do to keep her calm like Mistress Song taught us just ot goto the briefing." Sian said, then she added. "Good luck, Fig." She gave a concerned look towards where Sung was checking over things for her craft. Sian was the calmer of the two. for all Rufis, muchless anyone else on the Daedalus, Sung was a coiled snake ready to strike.

But the question now remained, would Sung strike? on the 'Tzu, the way either of the Twins spoke, was in a sparr between each other, Kung Fu had its uses. Even the ground crew knew that. But the measure was now apparent, would Sung attack Rufis in a sparr? Or would she only speak? The firehaired woman was perched in a meditative stance under the nose of her fighter.

Col.Foley
December 14th, 2010, 01:31 AM
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{Admiral William MacGregor}

"Well you can't make and omlette without breaking eggs." Will replied, not entirely sure if Rufis would catch his meaning, so he added. "Son I know the Colonel very well and yes I realise she would be able to put Lieutenant Darkness in her place smartly. But we have more ah, subtle methods and ones that I have put to good use for many a year. Don't worry.." He placed a reassuring hand on the young man's shoulder.


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As the tech moved away a grizzled veteran wearing a rather tattered semblance of a work jacket climbed the ladder, Tank's crew chief Master Sergeant Jim Baxter. He checked the harnesses, the oxygen regulator and finally he tapped Tank's helmet and said loud enough so the pilot could hear him. "You're good to go L-tee." He leaned in a pressed the canopy close button and stepped away, the slid down with two handed practice and moved the ladder away. With a swining motion of his arms as he stood in front of the aircraft, he signalled Tank to start engines. Once he was done a yellow shirt took over and would wave the 302 into place once the Lieutenant had given his 'all in the green' salute.

Royce Sprills, The Tank

He took a deep breath, emotions whirling themselves around in his head as he prepared himself. No matter what this was not something you could get used to. He took a moment and reflected, and then smirked behind his oxygen mask. He turned down the inertial dampners just a little bit...they were perfect in combat but nothing could replace the needed thrill of launching into the air on sortie. His RIO noticed behind him and attempted to clear her mike...probably in a question or protest...but she never made it that far as he opened his throttles foward and wsa slammed back into his chair, his skin pulled back and he grinned all the way as his plane cleared the Daedy.

He turned left out of it and powered down. Going very slowly and turning around, getting into a holding pattern and waiting for his Squad mates to join him.

puddlejumperOZ
December 14th, 2010, 05:38 PM
{Lt Rufis ~Dent~} {Figment}, {The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung}

Rufis nodded slowly, never looking directly towards the Admiral he spoke up. A slightly smile on his face, though unseen as it was only there only a scant fraction of a heartbeat. "Sir, Permit me to speak my mind." he knew the Admiral meant well, but something just felt wrong of where Lt Darkness had be placed in terms of a year of service. He just knew that Col Mason would have hell for a year. He wanted to avoid that. "Colonel Song, in a one on one meeting is vastly different then in public, or with many people present. She had myself, and the Twins, as her students and aids for several months to a year. Her methods may be unorthodox to others, but the results.... They speak for themselves." He smiled softly then, he kenw that the Admiral had things in good hands.

He then gently releived himself of the Admirals reassuring hands, and with a slight bow of his head and his traditional salute "Sir, time grows short, I have something to speak to the Twins about before returning to the Hammond, I will see you in the black most surely." He turned and headed towards a pair of 302s. Two women stood between them

Of the two women, dressed in the same fashion of G-Suit as Rufis, the dragonscale pattern on the shoulders and upper sleeves as if wearing pauldons of the Sun Tzu. The brown haired of the Twins, Sian, spoke up when Rufis got near, she was the calmer of the two. Rufis just hoped the Admiral would not repremind these two. Rufis could handle such things. "So, what did the Admiral say?"

"He said that he would take care of things. I trust his judgement on this matter." Rufis replied.

"Well, Sung doesn't, she's already hacked off at the flightgroup assignments. What happened, Figment? We were to be your two wingmates, the three of us. What changed?" Sian asked.

"I wanted to tell you both that before the changes took place, unfortunately I was unable to do so." Rufis replied. In truth he'd arranged it with Spook, but it was truly up to the Admiral of who got placed with whom at the time, as far as Figment was concerned,. he, The Twins, and Spook were originally to be a flightgroup of four, but plans had changed when General O'Niells son arrived. And the Twins were reassigned to the CAG's of the Daedalus' flightgroup

"Well, you'd better explain to Sung before she attacks you again like the last time. It was all I could do to keep her calm like Mistress Song taught us just ot goto the briefing." Sian said, then she added. "Good luck, Fig." She gave a concerned look towards where Sung was checking over things for her craft. Sian was the calmer of the two. for all Rufis, muchless anyone else on the Daedalus, Sung was a coiled snake ready to strike.

But the question now remained, would Sung strike? on the 'Tzu, the way either of the Twins spoke, was in a sparr between each other, Kung Fu had its uses. Even the ground crew knew that. But the measure was now apparent, would Sung attack Rufis in a sparr? Or would she only speak? The firehaired woman was perched in a meditative stance under the nose of her fighter.

http://i828.photobucket.com/albums/zz203/puddlejumperOZ/Aftermath/AdmiralMacGregor.jpg {Lt Col. Lily "Phoenix" Anderson CAG} NPC

Will scratched the back of his head. He has had eager officers before but young Dent was oblivious to what Will called 'over the hill'. He grinned though at the boys enthusiasm. "Son, take it from me, Lt Darkness will have a firm hand in her education..." He looked up as the Deadalus CAG, approached him. She gave a quick and snappy salute, with just the tips of her fingers.

"I'm sorry sir I didn't speak up during the briefing, I had a lot on my mind." She seemed concerned, but relaxed.

"Nothing serious Lily I hope?"

"No sir, I just spent over three hours going through maintenance reports with the crew chiefs. Thankfully all our birds are in the green and your's has been repaired as well sir." She arched her back as if she'd been working a long time, which she had. But Lily never let it get to her. "So those two young women are my wing." She said in reference to Rufis's friends.

"I imagine they are, I think you should let them come over to you though."

"Yes, I will sir. Mind if I just walk around with you?"

"No be my guest Colonel."
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Royce Sprills, The Tank

He took a deep breath, emotions whirling themselves around in his head as he prepared himself. No matter what this was not something you could get used to. He took a moment and reflected, and then smirked behind his oxygen mask. He turned down the inertial dampners just a little bit...they were perfect in combat but nothing could replace the needed thrill of launching into the air on sortie. His RIO noticed behind him and attempted to clear her mike...probably in a question or protest...but she never made it that far as he opened his throttles foward and wsa slammed back into his chair, his skin pulled back and he grinned all the way as his plane cleared the Daedy.

He turned left out of it and powered down. Going very slowly and turning around, getting into a holding pattern and waiting for his Squad mates to join him.

{Ships LSO} NPC

Orders had come rapidly down through the channels from the bridge, clearence was given and the LSO tapped into Tank's coms. "Cleared for launch Lieutenant. Orbit pattern port side of the Tel'tak and hold until Colonel Carter gives the go. In three...two...one."

As he spoke, at the end of the launch bay, five coloured lights, much like those on a drag racing track blinked down, red at the top, three orange and finally green. Tank 1 is away.


((OOC Foley, we were going single seat for these missions, but ah well)):jack_new15:

Col.Foley
December 15th, 2010, 12:58 AM
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{Admiral William MacGregor} {Lt Col. Lily "Phoenix" Anderson CAG} NPC

Will scratched the back of his head. He has had eager officers before but young Dent was oblivious to what Will called 'over the hill'. He grinned though at the boys enthusiasm. "Son, take it from me, Lt Darkness will have a firm hand in her education..." He looked up as the Deadalus CAG, approached him. She gave a quick and snappy salute, with just the tips of her fingers.

"I'm sorry sir I didn't speak up during the briefing, I had a lot on my mind." She seemed concerned, but relaxed.

"Nothing serious Lily I hope?"

"No sir, I just spent over three hours going through maintenance reports with the crew chiefs. Thankfully all our birds are in the green and your's has been repaired as well sir." She arched her back as if she'd been working a long time, which she had. But Lily never let it get to her. "So those two young women are my wing." She said in reference to Rufis's friends.

"I imagine they are, I think you should let them come over to you though."

"Yes, I will sir. Mind if I just walk around with you?"

"No be my guest Colonel."
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{Ships LSO} NPC

Orders had come rapidly down through the channels from the bridge, clearence was given and the LSO tapped into Tank's coms. "Cleared for launch Lieutenant. Orbit pattern port side of the Tel'tak and hold until Colonel Carter gives the go. In three...two...one."

As he spoke, at the end of the launch bay, five coloured lights, much like those on a drag racing track blinked down, red at the top, three orange and finally green. Tank 1 is away.


((OOC Foley, we were going single seat for these missions, but ah well)):jack_new15:

1st Lt. Royce Sprills, Tank

Tank nodded to himself and checked his scanners. Once he found the Tel'tak he manuvered over to them and was approaching them rapidly. His first combat sortie had begun.

Princess Awinita
December 15th, 2010, 07:48 PM
{Figment} {The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung}

Rufis moved to the place where Sung sat under her fighter, her legs were crossed, and one hand was held in a praying stance, her other hand held against her stomach, her eyes were closed as she sdat there, oddly, deathly calm. She spoke up when Rufis was mere meters away. "Sian told you did she not?"

Rufis stopped, moving to sit across from her, matching her stance. "She did." He replied with a deep, calming breath.

"Does the Admiral know?" Sung asked, never opening her eyes. Doubtless the pair were drawing unwanted eyes towards them.

Rufis took a moment before answering. "No." He replied, as far as he knew, the Admiral only knew of their proposed flightgroup plan. Nothing other then that. Colonel Song kept her secrets well.... Too well.

Sung went quiet. "We are to fly soon." She said, her voice and tone deadly, as if ready to strike. "The Admiral knows of our sorties and one man battles we have gone on for Mistress Song." She opened her eyes, staring directly at Rufis' own scarlet red eyes. "When we fly. Do we join your wing as planned?"

Rufis said nothing for a moment. "No, however, I will speak with Colonel Carter. Until I contact you and Sian on our private link, you are to fly with Colonel Lily Anderson." He gave her a firm look. The firehaired woman had a heck of a temper. Which made her one of Wu Tangs most learned students. and Colonel Songs favorite. "Understood?"

She stared at him, saying nothing. Rufis matched her gaze, some of the flight crew, marked as the Twins grown crew by their similar patterns of their shirts in similarty to the G-Suits the three wore, marking them of the Sun Tzu's flightgroup watched closely, afraid of what might happen. This was rare that the Twins and Rufis would merely speak and not sparr against one another.

After what seemed like years, Sung nodded her head. She followed Rufis and her sister, and whoever gave Rufis orders, she would also follow, in this case it was the Admiral. "I will follow your words, Figment. But I do not like this. Something does not feel right." She closed her eyes again and went back to her meditation, Rufis stood up then and watched the bustle of activty, watching Tank fly out. Today, so far so good.

mad_gater
December 15th, 2010, 08:57 PM
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{1st Lt. Ange Darkness}

"We'll both watch him Tank, you and I together. Just remember this first op for you is only an escort, don't you get triggy happy like before." She reflected on a lone wolf mission the two of them did a month ago, simply recon. But no, Tank had to go bust up an Al-kesh sitting on the ground nearby a Gate, just for sport. It would have been cool except moments after some twenty gliders were onto them and only by luck the made it back. "Keep close to Colonel Mason and hit it back here as soon as SG1 is down ok?"

((OOC there is a little confusion here. Reading in the Hammond thread, it appears Karina is prepping also for the Escort mission. Hmmm Sam Carter will have to fix that.)):P


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{1st Lt. Ange Darkness} {2nd Lt John O'Neil} NPC

Watching Rufis as he walked over to the twins, Ange smiled. They were good kids, well that was wrong, they were almost as old as she was and her father always considered her a 'kid'. They would certainly make a date for R & R after this and China was one place she had always dreamed of visiting one day. Ange turned and headed over to young John, everyone knew who he was, but most kept it to themself. He had to prove his worth on his own, and his file said he was more than capable, his cloning took care of that. Ange placed her hand on his shoulder. "You ready John?"

"Ah that would be Colonel, Lieutenant." He laughed and grinned in a way that only a young version of General O'Neill could. "Yeah, I mean like it's not like I haven't done this before is it?"

"Just don't get cocky K?" She thne guided him towards their aircraft, the armourers were finished and all they had to do was wait for the escorts to return and then it would on.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert Sheen}

"John, make yourself scarce. That's an order! The conversation Angela and I are about to have is intensely private."

(:lol: - apparently my character is not a good navigator though.....had a spot of trouble finding the right thread....:P:D)

puddlejumperOZ
December 15th, 2010, 09:16 PM
{2nd Lt John "Nugget" O'Neil} NPC

Nugget ducked his head, even though his memeories were of Jack's he always trod wearily around chaplains. He had convinced himself, even as Colonel O'Neill, they were almost as bad as the Goa'uld, well not quite. He stiffened and gave a mock salute and nodded in Ange's direction. "Well Spooky, I'll leave you to our most venerable Chaplain. Sir!" He added and almost bumped his head on the 02s wing.

He glided over to Rufis and the twins and sat next to Sung and reached into his jacket pocket. "Here's the ten bucks Sung, I don't know how you knew but it looks like old "Firebucket" is going to have words with Spook....again."

RogueRanger
December 15th, 2010, 09:38 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert Sheen}

"John, make yourself scarce. That's an order! The conversation Angela and I are about to have is intensely private."

(:lol: - apparently my character is not a good navigator though.....had a spot of trouble finding the right thread....:P:D)
:lol: ((OOC but you are here now)):)

http://i811.photobucket.com/albums/zz37/melanieoz/My%20Sigs%20and%20stuff/1stLt.jpg

Raising her head up more to seek divine intervention than meeting the Chaplain's steely gaze Ange shivered. This was all she needed to cap off a really wonderful day. John didn't even wait around and she shot a single "Coward" in his direction then placed her hands behind her back and spoke softly..for once. "Sir yes I know I haven't been to confession for a while...." She remembered she hadn't atteneded mass either for soemtime. It seemed booze and cards with her crew were a little more fullfilling of late. Still what did he want now on the eve of a vital mssion. "...ah sir, you know I've sort of been busy." Because she really had no clue as to why the Reverend Colonel would need to speak to her now of all times.

Princess Awinita
December 15th, 2010, 09:44 PM
{2nd Lt John "Nugget" O'Neil} NPC

Nugget ducked his head, even though his memeories were of Jack's he always trod wearily around chaplains. He had convinced himself, even as Colonel O'Neill, they were almost as bad as the Goa'uld, well not quite. He stiffened and gave a mock salute and nodded in Ange's direction. "Well Spooky, I'll leave you to our most venerable Chaplain. Sir!" He added and almost bumped his head on the 02s wing.

He glided over to Rufis and the twins and sat next to Sung and reached into his jacket pocket. "Here's the ten bucks Sung, I don't know how you knew but it looks like old "Firebucket" is going to have words with Spook....again."
{The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung} {Figment}

Sung nevermoved, other then her hands, They traded stances, Her left hand went to here her right crossed her stomach, and was also closer to the tenner that John held out to her. Her right hand went into a prayerful stance. "Amired Buddha" She replied, roughly translating to "Buddha Bless you" She remained seated in the stance. She mnever loomked towards John, perffering instead to keep herself in checdk for as long as she could. She was slightly put out as it appeared. Her her hair was loose about her shoulders, fire red, with black streaks as if a dye job was washing out or growing out. She smiled faintly, amazed that John actually took the bet, and was giving her the prize. That was truly unexpected.

Sian spoke up from above checking over the cockpit readout. "Its best not to bother her too much, JJ." She always called John JJ, after all, with a name like Jack Jr. it was a natural, and it was hard for the girl that had only met John a month before to call him by his callsign. "She's hacked off at what happeend with the flight assignments, don't worry though, she wont bite after what happened to Spooker. Sung, Efrah checks out in the green. She's loaded up." Sian said to Sung, meaning her fighter. When she said Spooks callsign in her native langauge it sounded like Spooner, the guy from that one sci-fi flick they had recently seen.

Rufis said nothing, other then a simple nod to John in greeting. He kept his eyes on Spook and the priest. He only trusted mnoks, like the ones on the 'Tzu, out of all the crew aside from the Twins and Mistress Song, the only people who understood him the most, were the three Wu Tang monks, and two Shaolin Monks. the five chaplans so to speak.

The five were there for the crew to learn martial arts, and in the cases of Rufis and the Twins, finish their own training. But then the super hive had attacked. and everything changed. The Five Chaplans had been returned to China, ready to go back aboard the 'Tzu when called upon. And thew three were assigned to the Hammond, then transffered to the Daedalus.

Sian spoke in Mandarin to Rufis, {"Figment, best to let it be, you tried your best to get Mistress Song a new student, and your thought was turned down. The best we can do now, is hope that we do not fail."}

Rufis never turned away from the view before him. {"I hope you are right. Check my fighter, Siuko. I'll check yours"}. Sian nodded, saying only "mm" before dropping from Sungs fightger and heading two fighters over to check Rufis' own fighter. It was their trust between each other that allowed the three to check each others fighters, and trust they worked in the green.

It was then that Sung moved to stand up. her hair was long, even by comparson to Colonel Carters own hair. It was partly braided, and mostly loose. Yet pulled back into what appeared to be a flower clip of sorts.

puddlejumperOZ
December 15th, 2010, 09:54 PM
<Bridge>

{Colonel Stephen Caldwell}

Stephen was concerned about a number of things, firstly about SG1's survivability and secondly about if just two 304's and their wings would be enough. He thought long and hard about it, he had to do something. He swung his seat around and called his tactical officer over as she sat just two seats behind. "Major Aguayo, I want you to set your scannners to deep range, if anything even so much as breaks wind out there I want to know about it, immediately."

AtlantisRules!!!
December 16th, 2010, 04:16 AM
{Major Marks}

"Hammond to Daedalus, advice testing warheads prior to engagement"

mad_gater
December 16th, 2010, 10:19 AM
{2nd Lt John "Nugget" O'Neil} NPC

Nugget ducked his head, even though his memeories were of Jack's he always trod wearily around chaplains. He had convinced himself, even as Colonel O'Neill, they were almost as bad as the Goa'uld, well not quite. He stiffened and gave a mock salute and nodded in Ange's direction. "Well Spooky, I'll leave you to our most venerable Chaplain. Sir!" He added and almost bumped his head on the 02s wing.

He glided over to Rufis and the twins and sat next to Sung and reached into his jacket pocket. "Here's the ten bucks Sung, I don't know how you knew but it looks like old "Firebucket" is going to have words with Spook....again."

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert Sheen}

*rolls his eyes at Nugget's antics*

Quite literally a chip off the old block, that one, thought Firebucket. When he found out about how Nugget really came to be back in his time as the chaplain of the SGC, he was a little squicked out. But since it wasn't Gen. O'Neill's choice to be cloned no sin was committed on his part. And he also wondered at the sanity of a race so smart that their technology nearly surpassed that of all other sentient races but who could do the dumbest thing ever, which is eschew their most natural (and most efficient and pleasurable) means of procreation, and even go as far as to force it on an unwilling participant. It was actions like these that made him wonder sometimes if the Asgard were any better than the Goa'uld. At any rate, since meeting Gen. O'Neill's clone, Firebucket endeavored to treat Nugget with nothing less than the full dignity and respect that he would accord any other human being, despite the unfortunate method by which he came to be. And, thought Firebucket, having him around is certainly good for a morale-boosting chuckle or 2, esp. when he butts heads with bureaucrats.

:lol: ((OOC but you are here now)):)

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Raising her head up more to seek divine intervention than meeting the Chaplain's steely gaze Ange shivered. This was all she needed to cap off a really wonderful day. John didn't even wait around and she shot a single "Coward" in his direction then placed her hands behind her back and spoke softly..for once. "Sir yes I know I haven't been to confession for a while...." She remembered she hadn't atteneded mass either for soemtime. It seemed booze and cards with her crew were a little more fullfilling of late. Still what did he want now on the eve of a vital mssion. "...ah sir, you know I've sort of been busy." Because she really had no clue as to why the Reverend Colonel would need to speak to her now of all times.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert Sheen}

Shaking himself out of his reverie regarding Nugget and noticing Spook's shiver, Firebucket sought immediately to put her at ease, or at as much ease as possible considering the nature of the discussion he needed to have with her regarding her conduct as of late.

"Relax, Spook," said Firebucket kindly. "I know you haven't been to confession nor to Mass for some time now. I assure you I will address this oversight with you as I believe that it is at the root of your admittedly deplorable conduct as of late."

"Ordinarily I wouldn't get involved in what is usually a matter of discipline with regards to your CO. But because your conduct of late is an aberration from that of the exemplary officer I once had the pleasure of meeting during my time at the SGC, your superiors have felt it necessary to see if there is anything I can do to bring back the fine officer they once knew."

Taking a deep breath and sending up a silent prayer to the Lord (and reminding himself to check his stores of Advil later), he asked: "Talk to me, Spook. Nugget told me that you were nothing but the best officer one could ever have the pleasure of serving with. Considering his origins, it is high praise indeed. Why? Why are you now seemingly competing with Karina to see which of you can disrespect legitimate authority the most, especially now that you have been landed in boiling oil with one of them? This cursing a blue streak and acting like a common tart isn't like you, the fine young officer and devout Catholic Nugget introduced me to. Talk to me," said Rev. Col. Sheen in a tone filled with both love and disappointment.

(note to PJ OZ: thanx for thinking of a good callsign for my character....:):))

RogueRanger
December 16th, 2010, 12:59 PM
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She could not and would not relax, not now, not this close to finally having a mission on her plate where she could prove that she was more than just a fighter jockey. Shrugging and admitting the Chaplain was right, but only to herself, she held back from what she really wanted to say. Silently she offered up a prayer, knowing Firebucket would have done the same as he approached her. "Por tanto, buena madre, como yo soy tuyo propio, mantenerme, me guardia como tu propiedad y posesión. Amén"

Then she looked at him square in the eye, even though she had to stretch to do so. "Father, look I'm ok for now. I've been going through some issues and I needed to blow off steam, it won't happen again.." She had her fingers crossed behind her back, just to be sure. "In any case sir, I'll be at confession as soon as this mission is done. We can talk more then, is that ok sir?" She had to show respect to him. Of all the people in the fleet, apart from the Admiral, Carter and Caldwell, he was another stout rod in her back that could surely break her.

Rudy Pena
December 16th, 2010, 06:21 PM
{Major Pena}

Walks up to Lt John O'Neil "Hey LT, How are you doing? You ready to smoke up LA butt up there?"

mad_gater
December 16th, 2010, 06:23 PM
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She could not and would not relax, not now, not this close to finally having a mission on her plate where she could prove that she was more than just a fighter jockey. Shrugging and admitting the Chaplain was right, but only to herself, she held back from what she really wanted to say. Silently she offered up a prayer, knowing Firebucket would have done the same as he approached her. "Por tanto, buena madre, como yo soy tuyo propio, mantenerme, me guardia como tu propiedad y posesión. Amén"

Then she looked at him square in the eye, even though she had to stretch to do so. "Father, look I'm ok for now. I've been going through some issues and I needed to blow off steam, it won't happen again.." She had her fingers crossed behind her back, just to be sure. "In any case sir, I'll be at confession as soon as this mission is done. We can talk more then, is that ok sir?" She had to show respect to him. Of all the people in the fleet, apart from the Admiral, Carter and Caldwell, he was another stout rod in her back that could surely break her.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert Sheen}

Directing his eyes Heavenward in another silent plea for strength and patience, and sensing that Spook wasn't being entirely truthful about it not happening again, Firebucket continued: "If you truly respected the rank I carry, and carry legitimately mind you, you would not spit out that form of address at me like it was the most vile of curses. I am only here to help you, and help you I shall. Perhaps this streak of yours is because you perceive that others think of you as 'just a fighter jockey' rather than the exemplary and talented soldier I know you to be. And yes it will stop, because I expect to see you in my office every afternoon after you return from your mission, where we will work together to discover your true dignity and worth not just as a comrade in arms but as a fellow human being made in the image and likeness of Our Lord. We will also learn together better ways of responding to those who do not treat you as such. You will see that a calm and rational response to such situations will serve you much better than irrational responses that seek to confirm an already low opinion of you by whomever is your antagonist," said Firebucket kindly.

"And I know I have not mingled with your compatriots as much as I used to as of late. That is an oversight I intend to correct. If it's OK with you I would like to join your friends in having a drink and perhaps a rousing game of poker," said Firebucket cheerfully while patting Spook's shoulder in a friendly gesture. "Now, go see to your friends and I will have a talk with those who have been treating you with anything less than the dignity and respect which should be afforded to all humans," said Col. Sheen in dismissal.

"Well Spook," said Fr. Sheen in a louder voice that could be overheard, signaling the end of the private conversation, "I will pray for you that you and your friends return from this mission safe and sound. Right now I must head to the gym. Wouldn't do for me to lose my peak physical conditioning now would it?" said Sheen, smiling. "I just wish at least one of those Shaolin monks was allowed to remain so that I could have a sparring partner that would serve to keep the Kung-Fu I learned during my time in Tibet from eroding," said Sheen wistfully, remembering 6 years spent in Tibet mastering an ancient form of self-defense to enhance his hand-to-hand skills.

puddlejumperOZ
December 16th, 2010, 07:17 PM
{The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung} {Figment}

Sung nevermoved, other then her hands, They traded stances, Her left hand went to here her right crossed her stomach, and was also closer to the tenner that John held out to her. Her right hand went into a prayerful stance. "Amired Buddha" She replied, roughly translating to "Buddha Bless you" She remained seated in the stance. She mnever loomked towards John, perffering instead to keep herself in checdk for as long as she could. She was slightly put out as it appeared. Her her hair was loose about her shoulders, fire red, with black streaks as if a dye job was washing out or growing out. She smiled faintly, amazed that John actually took the bet, and was giving her the prize. That was truly unexpected.

Sian spoke up from above checking over the cockpit readout. "Its best not to bother her too much, JJ." She always called John JJ, after all, with a name like Jack Jr. it was a natural, and it was hard for the girl that had only met John a month before to call him by his callsign. "She's hacked off at what happeend with the flight assignments, don't worry though, she wont bite after what happened to Spooker. Sung, Efrah checks out in the green. She's loaded up." Sian said to Sung, meaning her fighter. When she said Spooks callsign in her native langauge it sounded like Spooner, the guy from that one sci-fi flick they had recently seen.

Rufis said nothing, other then a simple nod to John in greeting. He kept his eyes on Spook and the priest. He only trusted mnoks, like the ones on the 'Tzu, out of all the crew aside from the Twins and Mistress Song, the only people who understood him the most, were the three Wu Tang monks, and two Shaolin Monks. the five chaplans so to speak.

The five were there for the crew to learn martial arts, and in the cases of Rufis and the Twins, finish their own training. But then the super hive had attacked. and everything changed. The Five Chaplans had been returned to China, ready to go back aboard the 'Tzu when called upon. And thew three were assigned to the Hammond, then transffered to the Daedalus.

Sian spoke in Mandarin to Rufis, {"Figment, best to let it be, you tried your best to get Mistress Song a new student, and your thought was turned down. The best we can do now, is hope that we do not fail."}

Rufis never turned away from the view before him. {"I hope you are right. Check my fighter, Siuko. I'll check yours"}. Sian nodded, saying only "mm" before dropping from Sungs fightger and heading two fighters over to check Rufis' own fighter. It was their trust between each other that allowed the three to check each others fighters, and trust they worked in the green.

It was then that Sung moved to stand up. her hair was long, even by comparson to Colonel Carters own hair. It was partly braided, and mostly loose. Yet pulled back into what appeared to be a flower clip of sorts.


{Major Pena}

Walks up to Lt John O'Neil "Hey LT, How are you doing? You ready to smoke up LA butt up there?"

{2nd Lt. John "Nugget" O'Neil}

He'd been through this before with Sung, it was a game. Whenever others were around she pretended not to even notice him. For most others who were of his physical age, they'd be hurt by it. But to JJ's inner self, a former Colonel and much older, he knew how to play along. He folded his arms and leaned into her and simply said "Hmmmph, girls!"

It was then he saw Major Pena approach him. The guy was ok, a bit over eager for a Major, but then John had been there done that. He didn't stand, he wanted to stay right in Sung's space. "Major, join us. We were just talking about chaplain's..." He nodded in Spook and Firebucket's direction.


((OOC MG it just came to me)):lol:

Rudy Pena
December 16th, 2010, 10:20 PM
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{2nd Lt. John "Nugget" O'Neil}

He'd been through this before with Sung, it was a game. Whenever others were around she pretended not to even notice him. For most others who were of his physical age, they'd be hurt by it. But to JJ's inner self, a former Colonel and much older, he knew how to play along. He folded his arms and leaned into her and simply said "Hmmmph, girls!"

It was then he saw Major Pena approach him. The guy was ok, a bit over eager for a Major, but then John had been there done that. He didn't stand, he wanted to stay right in Sung's space. "Major, join us. We were just talking about chaplain's..." He nodded in Spook and Firebucket's direction.


((OOC MG it just came to me)):lol:{Major Pena}

"Sure, chaplains......the next worst thing to Priest. I do find it funny sometimes when they talk about certain things." 'This is sure to be a fun convo with these peeps.'

RogueRanger
December 17th, 2010, 03:27 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert Sheen}

Directing his eyes Heavenward in another silent plea for strength and patience, and sensing that Spook wasn't being entirely truthful about it not happening again, Firebucket continued: "If you truly respected the rank I carry, and carry legitimately mind you, you would not spit out that form of address at me like it was the most vile of curses. I am only here to help you, and help you I shall. Perhaps this streak of yours is because you perceive that others think of you as 'just a fighter jockey' rather than the exemplary and talented soldier I know you to be. And yes it will stop, because I expect to see you in my office every afternoon after you return from your mission, where we will work together to discover your true dignity and worth not just as a comrade in arms but as a fellow human being made in the image and likeness of Our Lord. We will also learn together better ways of responding to those who do not treat you as such. You will see that a calm and rational response to such situations will serve you much better than irrational responses that seek to confirm an already low opinion of you by whomever is your antagonist," said Firebucket kindly.

"And I know I have not mingled with your compatriots as much as I used to as of late. That is an oversight I intend to correct. If it's OK with you I would like to join your friends in having a drink and perhaps a rousing game of poker," said Firebucket cheerfully while patting Spook's shoulder in a friendly gesture. "Now, go see to your friends and I will have a talk with those who have been treating you with anything less than the dignity and respect which should be afforded to all humans," said Col. Sheen in dismissal.

"Well Spook," said Fr. Sheen in a louder voice that could be overheard, signaling the end of the private conversation, "I will pray for you that you and your friends return from this mission safe and sound. Right now I must head to the gym. Wouldn't do for me to lose my peak physical conditioning now would it?" said Sheen, smiling. "I just wish at least one of those Shaolin monks was allowed to remain so that I could have a sparring partner that would serve to keep the Kung-Fu I learned during my time in Tibet from eroding," said Sheen wistfully, remembering 6 years spent in Tibet mastering an ancient form of self-defense to enhance his hand-to-hand skills.


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With her hands still behind her back and her stance a little less defiant, Ange always at some point wilted under the gaze of Firebucket..eventually. But he was going to be disappointed in one thing at least. When this rotation was over, she'd be shipped back to the Hammond to fulfil her role as Goose's hand maiden for a year. Unless..."Father, we have a problem. If you talk to the Admiral you'll understand. I can't see you at all for a while, that is unless you are on the Hammond....or. The thing is sir, I have a whole year to be a washerwoman and personal aide to Lt Colonel Mason. So there is not much chance of me getting out of that one. But just so you know, I'll be safe..” She unzipped her flight suit a few inches and pulled out the only jewellery she ever wore. A twenty carat crucifix about an inch long. “..he'll watch over me as he always does.” She respectfully replaced and felt that cool comfort again on her chest. “As to joining us later...you'd be welcome with the Daedy guys sir, but as I said....I may not be aboard. Was there anything else sir?” Ange was eager to join her friends, she liked the chaplain, but well, he was older and …...

mad_gater
December 17th, 2010, 04:26 PM
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With her hands still behind her back and her stance a little less defiant, Ange always at some point wilted under the gaze of Firebucket..eventually. But he was going to be disappointed in one thing at least. When this rotation was over, she'd be shipped back to the Hammond to fulfil her role as Goose's hand maiden for a year. Unless..."Father, we have a problem. If you talk to the Admiral you'll understand. I can't see you at all for a while, that is unless you are on the Hammond....or. The thing is sir, I have a whole year to be a washerwoman and personal aide to Lt Colonel Mason. So there is not much chance of me getting out of that one. But just so you know, I'll be safe..” She unzipped her flight suit a few inches and pulled out the only jewellery she ever wore. A twenty carat crucifix about an inch long. “..he'll watch over me as he always does.” She respectfully replaced and felt that cool comfort again on her chest. “As to joining us later...you'd be welcome with the Daedy guys sir, but as I said....I may not be aboard. Was there anything else sir?” Ange was eager to join her friends, she liked the chaplain, but well, he was older and …...

{Rev. Lt. Col. Robert F. Sheen}

"Ah, I see. You've already been assigned some penance. I fear the Admiral may be gunning for my job," said Firebucket with a twinkle of amusement in his eyes.

"The Admiral has already informed me of your punishment. I recommend fulfilling this punishment and I will speak with Col. Mason regarding proper treatment of handmaidens, as I would hate it if he were to abuse this privilege. I am certain you know the Scripture passages I will use with him. And I trust you will let me know if he treats you as anything less than the human being you are. I will also speak with the Admiral about freeing you up for a couple hours each afternoon for our counseling sessions, which can be held here or on the Hammond. On my way to the gym I will also speak with Nugget over there to see if he would be willing to be present during our informal sessions as well. He is one of your closest friends and perhaps a friendly face may help you t not be as nervous in my presence. It is a pity that due to your ill-thought actions that I and your friends will be bereft of your presence during our free-time. I hope and pray that you have learnt a valuable lesson. That in order to get respect you must first be willing to give it. And try not to let your good friend Karina lead you into more disobedience, eh Spook?" said Firebucket solemnly.

"And take it easy on the poor guy, eh? I'm sure Mason doesn't like the arrangement any more than you do. He's got a lot on his mind and may be grumpy at times. I will now take my leave of you. Please reflect on this matter. Failure to do so will delay your improvement as an officer who not only does her job but is also very well disciplined," said Firebucket as he walks over to where O'Neil and Pena are standing.

Firebucket sighed heavily and ran a hand over his smooth head, remembering that he used to have a full head of hair before meeting this woman and her erstwhile friends. He realized that to a certain extent Ange and her friends, like himself in many ways as a serviceman, are under a lot of stress and do need to find ways of "blowing off steam," as Ange so aptly put it. I just hope I can show Ange and her friends better ways to blow off steam than to disrespect legitimate authority, thought Firebucket.

mad_gater
December 17th, 2010, 05:18 PM
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{2nd Lt. John "Nugget" O'Neil}

He'd been through this before with Sung, it was a game. Whenever others were around she pretended not to even notice him. For most others who were of his physical age, they'd be hurt by it. But to JJ's inner self, a former Colonel and much older, he knew how to play along. He folded his arms and leaned into her and simply said "Hmmmph, girls!"

It was then he saw Major Pena approach him. The guy was ok, a bit over eager for a Major, but then John had been there done that. He didn't stand, he wanted to stay right in Sung's space. "Major, join us. We were just talking about chaplain's..." He nodded in Spook and Firebucket's direction.


((OOC MG it just came to me)):lol:


{Major Pena}

"Sure, chaplains......the next worst thing to Priest. I do find it funny sometimes when they talk about certain things." 'This is sure to be a fun convo with these peeps.'

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

*walks up to O'Neil and Pena*

"Hey Nugget, Major" greeted Firebucket warmly. "Sorry about the gruff manner in which I ordered you to leave, Nugget, but I treat private conversations very seriously as a priest. I must admit that Spook is a tough nut to crack. After you return from your mission I would like to see you with Spook during our informal counseling sessions, either in my office here or on the Hammond. Perhaps a friendly face might put her more at ease. And also since you know her best as one of her closest friends, I figure you might know a good way to approach her. Perhaps together we can bring back the exemplary, yet unorthodox, officer we've both come to know over the years. This is not an order but a request. I know that both you and your older self are wary around me and most other chaplains. It is hard to trust a man who wears the same vestments as those who have treated you with less than the respect you deserve as a human being. But know that I have both yours and Spook's best interests at heart here and that I have nothing but contempt for those who would abuse their authority, especially those who have authority as sense-perceptible symbols of Christ in His Church," said Firebucket solemnly.

"I will now go and speak with Col. Mason and the Admiral. I will speak with Mason about proper treatment of his temporary handmaiden, and I assure you I will hear if he abuses Spook in any way, shape or form and I will make his life most difficult if he does. I will speak with the Admiral and ask if he can free Spook and yourself, Nugget, for a couple hours every afternoon for our informal counseling sessions. Again your help in working with her through any issues she is having right now would be greatly appreciated," said Firebucket as he takes his leave of Nugget and Major Pena.

Firebucket sighed again, and then his face flushed with anger as he remembered why there is so much more difficulty building trust between himself and those he seeks to minister, a side effect of the sex abuse scandal that rocked the Church a few years ago. Perhaps I wouldn't have as much trouble building trust if some of my brethren who wear the same vestments didn't continually violate this trust on a daily basis, thought Firebucket to himself.

mad_gater
December 17th, 2010, 05:41 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert Sheen}

*sends and email to both the Admiral and Col. Caldwell asking to speak with them at their earliest convenience regarding Ange and then goes off to the gym to exercise and practice the moves he learned in Tibet as much as possible*

Some exercise may be just what I need to blow off some steam of my own, thought Firebucket.

Stargate Atlantis Girl
December 17th, 2010, 08:27 PM
{Major Marks}

"Hammond to Daedalus, advice testing warheads prior to engagement"

*sorry I don't have the picture yet, It will most likely be up by my next post :o*

{Major Maria Aguayo}

"Copy that Hammond, releasing safeties tubes one through twenty four for testing"

mad_gater
December 18th, 2010, 07:30 PM
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With her hands still behind her back and her stance a little less defiant, Ange always at some point wilted under the gaze of Firebucket..eventually. But he was going to be disappointed in one thing at least. When this rotation was over, she'd be shipped back to the Hammond to fulfil her role as Goose's hand maiden for a year. Unless..."Father, we have a problem. If you talk to the Admiral you'll understand. I can't see you at all for a while, that is unless you are on the Hammond....or. The thing is sir, I have a whole year to be a washerwoman and personal aide to Lt Colonel Mason. So there is not much chance of me getting out of that one. But just so you know, I'll be safe..” She unzipped her flight suit a few inches and pulled out the only jewellery she ever wore. A twenty carat crucifix about an inch long. “..he'll watch over me as he always does.” She respectfully replaced and felt that cool comfort again on her chest. “As to joining us later...you'd be welcome with the Daedy guys sir, but as I said....I may not be aboard. Was there anything else sir?” Ange was eager to join her friends, she liked the chaplain, but well, he was older and …...

((OOC - don't think I didn't catch the crack about my character's age there young lady....:P:D.....he might be older but his daily exercise regimen coupled with the "Fr. Sheen is a Tok'ra" plot twist ensures that Fr. Sheen could out-dance Ange any day of the week...:P:D))

puddlejumperOZ
December 20th, 2010, 06:57 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

*walks up to O'Neil and Pena*

"Hey Nugget, Major" greeted Firebucket warmly. "Sorry about the gruff manner in which I ordered you to leave, Nugget, but I treat private conversations very seriously as a priest. I must admit that Spook is a tough nut to crack. After you return from your mission I would like to see you with Spook during our informal counseling sessions, either in my office here or on the Hammond. Perhaps a friendly face might put her more at ease. And also since you know her best as one of her closest friends, I figure you might know a good way to approach her. Perhaps together we can bring back the exemplary, yet unorthodox, officer we've both come to know over the years. This is not an order but a request. I know that both you and your older self are wary around me and most other chaplains. It is hard to trust a man who wears the same vestments as those who have treated you with less than the respect you deserve as a human being. But know that I have both yours and Spook's best interests at heart here and that I have nothing but contempt for those who would abuse their authority, especially those who have authority as sense-perceptible symbols of Christ in His Church," said Firebucket solemnly.

"I will now go and speak with Col. Mason and the Admiral. I will speak with Mason about proper treatment of his temporary handmaiden, and I assure you I will hear if he abuses Spook in any way, shape or form and I will make his life most difficult if he does. I will speak with the Admiral and ask if he can free Spook and yourself, Nugget, for a couple hours every afternoon for our informal counseling sessions. Again your help in working with her through any issues she is having right now would be greatly appreciated," said Firebucket as he takes his leave of Nugget and Major Pena.

Firebucket sighed again, and then his face flushed with anger as he remembered why there is so much more difficulty building trust between himself and those he seeks to minister, a side effect of the sex abuse scandal that rocked the Church a few years ago. Perhaps I wouldn't have as much trouble building trust if some of my brethren who wear the same vestments didn't continually violate this trust on a daily basis, thought Firebucket to himself.


{2nd Lt John O'Neill} NPC

Jack held his hand over his mouth as the Chaplain sauntered away, he couldn't help himself. His 'other' self knew the old guy back at the SGC years ago and he was always the same. "Going to the Gym" He would say, but sooner rather than later Jack O'Neill would find him in commisary ringing down fire and brimstone on some poor sod. He was a good guy though, Jack-John just had a thing about chaplains. He couldn't resist something though as he prodded Sung in the side as he spoke in Mandarin.

"Did you know Lietenant you look so hot in a flight suit?" He winked at the others and laid his head against the wheel of the 302, waiting for a reaction.

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Will and Lily were walking towards some of the parked aircraft when Colonel Stone headed their way, at the same as if by fate, Colonel Caldwell voice piped through Will's coms, on a personal link. "Admiral, could you send Lily up to med bay immediatley please sir, there seems to be a problem and I'll have to scrub her from the mission. I've sent Stone to you as he's now cleared to resume duties sir."

Will didn't like the sound of it as he kept his voice low. "What kind of problem Stephen?"

"She's ah...she's pregant sir, three months."

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Right she'll be on her way Colonel." Will took the young woman aside before Colonel Stone came any closer. "Lily I'm going to have to send you to..."

She interrupted Will before he could finish. "Medbay, I know sir, I was about to ask if I could be scrubbed. It's ok sir, I'll be alright, just take care of the wing for me."

"I will lass, now scoot and take care."

"I will sir."

Watching her go, Will felt a kind of sadness, Lily was a damned fine pilot and a good leader. But then there was Stone, he waited for him. Will crossed his arms and stood there like a bastion at the fort.



*sorry I don't have the picture yet, It will most likely be up by my next post :o*

{Major Maria Aguayo}

"Copy that Hammond, releasing safeties tubes one through twenty four for testing"

{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Leaning over to look at Maria's readouts Stephen noticed an anomoly and hit the stop button before she could activate the test. One of the missiles was showing "ready~active" He swore to himself. "Abort the test Maria, get one othe techs down there now.." He pointed to her screen. "Number twenty one is showing 'green' active. I want to know why?"

mad_gater
December 20th, 2010, 08:20 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen} & {Malachi}

((OOC - enough with the "old" already...he's only 42 years old...:P:D))

"....28....29......30.....whew!", grunted Firebucket as he put the 200 pounds he was benching back on the rack. "I never thought I'd be bench pressing that much. It must be something in the water," thought Firebucket with amusement, knowing that would wind up Malachi, his erstwhile Tok'ra symbiote and mental roommate.

"Hey! Remember me? Your mental bunkmate?" was Malachi's playful mental response.

"I know. I just like to tease you," thought Firebucket.

"I know," responded Malachi in his head.

As Firebucket wiped the sweat off his face, he heard the door to the gym open......

Colonel_ONeill
December 21st, 2010, 08:22 AM
<USS Daedalus>-<F-302 Hangar Bay>

{Colonel Charles Stone} {Rear Admiral William MacGregor}

Charles Stone strolled across the deck of the F-302 Bay, navigating around parked aircraft as he headed towards Admiral MacGregor and Colonel Anderson. They were talking to each other, he wasn't sure about what, but as he approached, Lily turned and started walking away.

"Admiral MacGregor, sir,"said Charles, saluting. The Admiral's face was stern; he looked rather peeved about something. "Is something wrong?"

puddlejumperOZ
December 21st, 2010, 01:23 PM
<USS Daedalus>-<F-302 Hangar Bay>

http://i828.photobucket.com/albums/zz203/puddlejumperOZ/Aftermath/AdmiralMacGregor.jpg

Seeing and old friend at this time was a comfort to Will on the eve of battle, he needed something solid right now and Stone was like his name, as solid as. "Cut the rank crap Charles, no one is listening." Will said a little too hotly then calmed. "Basically yes. I'm worried about Spook. She's probably our best pilot, but she is pushing the boundries a little too far lately. I'm worried she is going to do another Lone Wolf run and may not survive it this time." He wrinkled his brow in concern, Spook and a other issues weighed heavily on him right now and he really could do with a lift.

((OOC O'Neill can you use a darker colour please, some of us are not us young as we used to be)):lol:

Princess Awinita
December 21st, 2010, 02:22 PM
{2nd Lt John O'Neill} NPC


Jack held his hand over his mouth as the Chaplain sauntered away, he couldn't help himself. His 'other' self knew the old guy back at the SGC years ago and he was always the same. "Going to the Gym" He would say, but sooner rather than later Jack O'Neill would find him in commisary ringing down fire and brimstone on some poor sod. He was a good guy though, Jack-John just had a thing about chaplains. He couldn't resist something though as he prodded Sung in the side as he spoke in Mandarin.

"Did you know Lietenant you look so hot in a flight suit?" He winked at the others and laid his head against the wheel of the 302, waiting for a reaction.


{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

As Firebucket wiped the sweat off his face, he heard the door to the gym open. Turning around, he watched as Lt. Rufis Dent walked in. "Hello, Lt. Dent, how are you?" greeted Firebucket in a friendly manner.
{Figment}, {The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung}

<Daedalus>~<Hangar Bay>

Sian 's eyes went wide as dinner plates as she heard JJ speak. 'Oh boy,' She found herself peraying that Sung wouldn't do anything stupid. But then she noticed Rufis leaving the hangar towards a door marked, Workout gym area. Something was up, as the Reverend also went through the same door minutes before. Something was up. She spoke to Sung. "Don't do anything stupid, speak to the Admiral, somethings up, I'll try and keep Fig out of trouble." She hopped down from Rufis' '302 and headed towards the same door Rufis and Sheen had disappeared into. Leaving Sung with JJ and the ground crews.

Sung merely smiled, she turned her lumicent green eyes towards JJ, Speaking quietly. "When this is over, you will see me in my normal attire." Her G-Suit was similar to Rufis, dragonscale like patterns on both upper sleeves and shoulders, making like a pair of pauldrons, though apparently embroidered into the fabric. What she was speaking about was meant as her standard Kung Fu uniform that she normally wore when not in battle. It was normal for her as she was Col Songs student like Rufis and Sian were.

Sung then noticed Lily leave rather hurried. Something was up. the Admiral appeared worried. "Something's wrong." She said, seeing another man arrive, too many changes to the flightgroup, for all she knew now, Sian and her got split to two different groups.

~~~

<Daedalus>~<Workout Gym>

Rufis smiled softly and nodded. "I am well" He replied, his english strongly accented by his native langauge. He said nothing as he saw what Sheen had been doing, pressing a hundred kilos, insanity.He noticed something else, he steppedforwards, Sian appeared in the door way, saying nothing. "Word has it, that you are a priest...." He said as he walked, he turned towards Sheen then, "Is that anything like the Five?"

mad_gater
December 21st, 2010, 03:20 PM
{Figment}, {The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung}

<Daedalus>~<Hangar Bay>

Sian 's eyes went wide as dinner plates as she heard JJ speak. 'Oh boy,' She found herself peraying that Sung wouldn't do anything stupid. But then she noticed Rufis leaving the hangar towards a door marked, Workout gym area. Something was up, as the Reverend also went through the same door minutes before. Something was up. She spoke to Sung. "Don't do anything stupid, speak to the Admiral, somethings up, I'll try and keep Fig out of trouble." She hopped down from Rufis' '302 and headed towards the same door Rufis and Sheen had disappeared into. Leaving Sung with JJ and the ground crews.

Sung merely smiled, she turned her lumicent green eyes towards JJ, Speaking quietly. "When this is over, you will see me in my normal attire." Her G-Suit was similar to Rufis, dragonscale like patterns on both upper sleeves and shoulders, making like a pair of pauldrons, though apparently embroidered into the fabric. What she was speaking about was meant as her standard Kung Fu uniform that she normally wore when not in battle. It was normal for her as she was Col Songs student like Rufis and Sian were.

Sung then noticed Lily leave rather hurried. Something was up. the Admiral appeared worried. "Something's wrong." She said, seeing another man arrive, too many changes to the flightgroup, for all she knew now, Sian and her got split to two different groups.

~~~

<Daedalus>~<Workout Gym>

Rufis smiled softly and nodded. "I am well" He replied, his english strongly accented by his native langauge. He said nothing as he saw what Sheen had been doing, pressing a hundred kilos, insanity.He noticed something else, he steppedforwards, Sian appeared in the door way, saying nothing. "Word has it, that you are a priest...." He said as he walked, he turned towards Sheen then, "Is that anything like the Five?"

((OOC - guess we gotta quit with the God-modding....the partypooper...errrr....mel...has spoken....:P:D))

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Startled, Fr. Sheen whirled around to find Lt. Dent standing not 5 feet away from him, for he did not hear the sound of his feet approaching at all.

This man could do well in Black Ops, with his ability to sneak around like that, thought Fr. Sheen as he willed his heart rate to calm down, receiving assistance from Malachi in that regard. He then proceeded to answer Rufis's question as best as he possibly could.

"If you mean to ask whether I am here to provide moral and spiritual guidance to all the brave soldiers here, then yes my position here is much like that of the 5 monks you studied under. However I do not share the same religious beliefs. My role as a priest differs slightly from that of the monks. As a Catholic priest I am celibate because I have chosen to serve God completely and totally. That is the main difference, that my faith is of a monotheistic nature. But I was glad to find some common ground with monks such as them when I went to Tibet for 6 years to study the ancient form of self-defense known as Kung-Fu. The common ground is that the way you view martial arts is not so different from the way the Catholic Church views self-defense, in that we are allowed to use the minimal force necessary to defend ourselves against an attacker and we should not intend the death of the attacker though his death may come about anyway in the course of our defending ourselves. I do have a book called "The Catechism of the Catholic Church" which is a great tool for learning about the teachings of Catholicism that I could loan you if you are interested in learning," said Fr. Sheen thoughtfully.

"So I suppose in simplest terms there are both similarities and differences between me and the Five. But our differences did not prevent us from working together to ensure that our soldiers have access to moral and spiritual guidance they so desperately need as we prepare to fight a most dangerous and insidious enemy. And our religious differences did not prevent me from forming lasting friendships with my instructors at the Tibetan monastery. I know many here find it difficult to trust me and build friendships with me. To a certain extent all chaplains and clerics have this difficulty. The position of one whose job it is to provide moral guidance can be a lonely one sometimes. But it is many times more difficult for us priests to do so because while we may be ordained as sense-perceptible symbols of Christ in His Church, we are not Christ, we are still merely human, with human imperfections. And unfortunately a few years ago a scandal rocked the Catholic Church due to a most grievous manifestation of the imperfections of some of my brethren who wear the same vestments as I. This is why people find it hard to trust Catholic priests in particular even now, a few years removed from the event. Was there anything else you wanted to know?" asked Fr. Sheen in a friendly manner.

puddlejumperOZ
December 21st, 2010, 03:50 PM
{Figment}, {The Twins} {Sian} & {Sung}

<Daedalus>~<Hangar Bay>

Sian 's eyes went wide as dinner plates as she heard JJ speak. 'Oh boy,' She found herself peraying that Sung wouldn't do anything stupid. But then she noticed Rufis leaving the hangar towards a door marked, Workout gym area. Something was up, as the Reverend also went through the same door minutes before. Something was up. She spoke to Sung. "Don't do anything stupid, speak to the Admiral, somethings up, I'll try and keep Fig out of trouble." She hopped down from Rufis' '302 and headed towards the same door Rufis and Sheen had disappeared into. Leaving Sung with JJ and the ground crews.

Sung merely smiled, she turned her lumicent green eyes towards JJ, Speaking quietly. "When this is over, you will see me in my normal attire." Her G-Suit was similar to Rufis, dragonscale like patterns on both upper sleeves and shoulders, making like a pair of pauldrons, though apparently embroidered into the fabric. What she was speaking about was meant as her standard Kung Fu uniform that she normally wore when not in battle. It was normal for her as she was Col Songs student like Rufis and Sian were.

Sung then noticed Lily leave rather hurried. Something was up. the Admiral appeared worried. "Something's wrong." She said, seeing another man arrive, too many changes to the flightgroup, for all she knew now, Sian and her got split to two different groups.

~~~

<Daedalus>~<Workout Gym>

Rufis smiled softly and nodded. "I am well" He replied, his english strongly accented by his native langauge. He said nothing as he saw what Sheen had been doing, pressing a hundred kilos, insanity.He noticed something else, he steppedforwards, Sian appeared in the door way, saying nothing. "Word has it, that you are a priest...." He said as he walked, he turned towards Sheen then, "Is that anything like the Five?"

{2nd Lt John O'Neill} NPC

"Now we're getting somewhere" John thought to himself. He turned to Rudy and asked him politely. "Major would you mind giving us some space, Sung and I have to discuss..ah tactics in private." He waited for Pena to leave and then placed one arm around Sung.

"Sung, I'll give it to you straight up. I think you're not only a wonderful woman who I could spend my life with, but you're also a wonderful human being. And for the record, you could be wearing a techy's coveralls and still look hot." He said the entire conversation in Mandarin and then switched easily back to English. "Trouble maybe, I don't know, but the 'old man' looks worried doesn't he."

Colonel_ONeill
December 21st, 2010, 04:56 PM
OOC:Yeah, sorry, I didn't realize how terrible that yellow color was. Unfortunately, I STILL can't edit my posts...so that will have to wait. I'll try changing to orange in this post.

<Daedalus>-<Hangar Bay>

{Colonel Charles Stone} Admiral William MacGregor

Charles frowned. That kind of mistake was what had gotten his F-15 shot down in the first place, and these hotshot pilots straight out of the Academy often had trouble understanding that despite their own confidence in their abilities, they weren't invincible.

"I'll keep an eye out for her, Will. I know her type; quite a bit like me all those years ago. Well things didn't exactly work out for my gung-ho younger self, and I've got the scars to prove it. Anyways, I'll go check on her and give her a little pep talk about that. Talented pilots are few and far between, and we sure can't afford to lose any. Got an idea where she is?"

puddlejumperOZ
December 21st, 2010, 07:48 PM
<Daedalus>-<Hangar Bay>

http://i828.photobucket.com/albums/zz203/puddlejumperOZ/Aftermath/AdmiralMacGregor.jpg

Will had to twist his head around, he heard her voice earlier after the briefing, she was like a ghost though, hence her callsign. There she was making her way over towards the 'Nugget' O'Neill. Will had to laugh, if Jack could see his cloned off-spring now, getting cosey with one of the Tung Szu pilots. "She's headed towards young O'Neil there." He thought about his own 302 for a moment. It may or may not be a problem, but the thing didn't feel right before. "I'm just going to check my bird in a moment. And Charles, don't hold back with her I don't think she's had nearly enough punishment today."


((OOC better:lol:))

Rudy Pena
December 22nd, 2010, 01:11 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

*walks up to O'Neil and Pena*

"Hey Nugget, Major" greeted Firebucket warmly. "Sorry about the gruff manner in which I ordered you to leave, Nugget, but I treat private conversations very seriously as a priest. I must admit that Spook is a tough nut to crack. After you return from your mission I would like to see you with Spook during our informal counseling sessions, either in my office here or on the Hammond. Perhaps a friendly face might put her more at ease. And also since you know her best as one of her closest friends, I figure you might know a good way to approach her. Perhaps together we can bring back the exemplary, yet unorthodox, officer we've both come to know over the years. This is not an order but a request. I know that both you and your older self are wary around me and most other chaplains. It is hard to trust a man who wears the same vestments as those who have treated you with less than the respect you deserve as a human being. But know that I have both yours and Spook's best interests at heart here and that I have nothing but contempt for those who would abuse their authority, especially those who have authority as sense-perceptible symbols of Christ in His Church," said Firebucket solemnly.

"I will now go and speak with Col. Mason and the Admiral. I will speak with Mason about proper treatment of his temporary handmaiden, and I assure you I will hear if he abuses Spook in any way, shape or form and I will make his life most difficult if he does. I will speak with the Admiral and ask if he can free Spook and yourself, Nugget, for a couple hours every afternoon for our informal counseling sessions. Again your help in working with her through any issues she is having right now would be greatly appreciated," said Firebucket as he takes his leave of Nugget and Major Pena.

Firebucket sighed again, and then his face flushed with anger as he remembered why there is so much more difficulty building trust between himself and those he seeks to minister, a side effect of the sex abuse scandal that rocked the Church a few years ago. Perhaps I wouldn't have as much trouble building trust if some of my brethren who wear the same vestments didn't continually violate this trust on a daily basis, thought Firebucket to himself.
{Major Pena}

"Have a good day, Sir." Looks at the Chaplin leave.

Princess Awinita
December 22nd, 2010, 01:35 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}


Startled, Fr. Sheen whirled around to find Lt. Dent standing not 5 feet away from him, for he did not hear the sound of his feet approaching at all.

This man could do well in Black Ops, with his ability to sneak around like that, thought Fr. Sheen as he willed his heart rate to calm down, receiving assistance from Malachi in that regard. He then proceeded to answer Rufis's question as best as he possibly could.


"If you mean to ask whether I am here to provide moral and spiritual guidance to all the brave soldiers here, then yes my position here is much like that of the 5 monks you studied under. However I do not share the same religious beliefs. My role as a priest differs slightly from that of the monks. As a Catholic priest I am celibate because I have chosen to serve God completely and totally. That is the main difference, that my faith is of a monotheistic nature. But I was glad to find some common ground with monks such as them when I went to Tibet for 6 years to study the ancient form of self-defense known as Kung-Fu. The common ground is that the way you view martial arts is not so different from the way the Catholic Church views self-defense, in that we are allowed to use the minimal force necessary to defend ourselves against an attacker and we should not intend the death of the attacker though his death may come about anyway in the course of our defending ourselves. I do have a book called "The Catechism of the Catholic Church" which is a great tool for learning about the teachings of Catholicism that I could loan you if you are interested in learning," said Fr. Sheen thoughtfully.


"So I suppose in simplest terms there are both similarities and differences between me and the Five. But our differences did not prevent us from working together to ensure that our soldiers have access to moral and spiritual guidance they so desperately need as we prepare to fight a most dangerous and insidious enemy. And our religious differences did not prevent me from forming lasting friendships with my instructors at the Tibetan monastery. I know many here find it difficult to trust me and build friendships with me. To a certain extent all chaplains and clerics have this difficulty. The position of one whose job it is to provide moral guidance can be a lonely one sometimes. But it is many times more difficult for us priests to do so because while we may be ordained as sense-perceptible symbols of Christ in His Church, we are not Christ, we are still merely human, with human imperfections. And unfortunately a few years ago a scandal rocked the Catholic Church due to a most grievous manifestation of the imperfections of some of my brethren who wear the same vestments as I. This is why people find it hard to trust Catholic priests in particular even now, a few years removed from the event. Was there anything else you wanted to know?" asked Fr. Sheen in a friendly manner.

<Daedalus>~<Workout Gym>
{Figment} {Sian}

Rufis smiled slightly when he noticed Sheen's startled look to him, he easliy sensed his heartrate so high. For one thing it came with the training. His words rang in his mind. "Was there anything else you want to know?" Yes, there was something else he wanted to know. He smiled. Sian appeared in the doorway, the brownhaired green eyed woman watched everything, not saying a word or making a sound.

Rufis had his back to Sian, he brought up a hand, as if praying. yet he said simply. "Yes, there is something else." His smile never faded as he spoke. "Forgive me." This was the gym, so it was the right place, and Rufis was curious of Sheens skills. He lowered his hand "How good is your Kung Fu?" What Rufis did not know was that Sheen had a Tok'ra within him. He waited but a moment, wondering what reactions to the question he would get.

mad_gater
December 22nd, 2010, 02:16 PM
<Daedalus>~<Workout Gym>
{Figment} {Sian}

Rufis smiled slightly when he noticed Sheen's startled look to him, he easliy sensed his heartrate so high. For one thing it came with the training. His words rang in his mind. "Was there anything else you want to know?" Yes, there was something else he wanted to know. He smiled. Sian appeared in the doorway, the brownhaired green eyed woman watched everything, not saying a word or making a sound.

Rufis had his back to Sian, he brought up a hand, as if praying. yet he said simply. "Yes, there is something else." His smile never faded as he spoke. "Forgive me." This was the gym, so it was the right place, and Rufis was curious of Sheens skills. He lowered his hand "How good is your Kung Fu?" What Rufis did not know was that Sheen had a Tok'ra within him. He waited but a moment, wondering what reactions to the question he would get.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Firebucket, realizing what was to come next, responded: "Well, as I said I studied Kung-Fu in Tibet for 6 years, so I am no slouch, however I am also not as arrogant as to think that there couldn't be anybody better than me. I also might be a little bit rusty as with the leaving of those 5 monks I have not had anybody to spar with for sometime. I practice the moves on my own but it's not the same as having a sparring partner. I take it you wish to spar with me?" asked Firebucket, readying himself.

Princess Awinita
December 22nd, 2010, 07:02 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Firebucket, realizing what was to come next, responded: "Well, as I said I studied Kung-Fu in Tibet for 6 years, so I am no slouch, however I am also not as arrogant as to think that there couldn't be anybody better than me. I also might be a little bit rusty as with the leaving of those 5 monks I have not had anybody to spar with for sometime. I practice the moves on my own but it's not the same as having a sparring partner. I take it you wish to spar with me?" asked Firebucket, readying himself.
{Figment} {Sian}

Rufis smiled slightly. Six years of learning, when he had learned most of his life. "Six years is not enough time to learn kung fu. One can learn much in that span, providing he has the right teancher" he said at last. He said nothing of the question of wanting to sparr. He'd let his actions speak for themsevles. He slid into a stance, his hands appearing like a tigers claws. He smiled again saying "Again, forgive me." Then he struck out towards Sheen with his left hand, going light yet fast, only wanting to know the reflexes of the man before him.

Sian watched it all, watching both men carefully, wondering what exactly was to be done to keep both men from killing each other. Thankfully they were in the gym, so that was easier said then done. The Gym was the place for it. Not the hangar deck.

mad_gater
December 22nd, 2010, 08:16 PM
{Figment} {Sian}

Rufis smiled slightly. Six years of learning, when he had learned most of his life. "Six years is not enough time to learn kung fu. One can learn much in that span, providing he has the right teancher" he said at last. He said nothing of the question of wanting to sparr. He'd let his actions speak for themsevles. He slid into a stance, his hands appearing like a tigers claws. He smiled again saying "Again, forgive me." Then he struck out towards Sheen with his left hand, going light yet fast, only wanting to know the reflexes of the man before him.

Sian watched it all, watching both men carefully, wondering what exactly was to be done to keep both men from killing each other. Thankfully they were in the gym, so that was easier said then done. The Gym was the place for it. Not the hangar deck.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen} & {Malachi}

Caught off-guard by the true extent of Dent's speed, some of his light hits connected with Firebucket's body.

This guy is faster than I thought humanly possible. If I didn't know any better I'd swear he had a symbiote himself, thought Firebucket. But after the initial setback, Firebucket rallied and with Malachi's help, began to block Dent's strikes with a speed and strength that before now no one would've thought could come close to being equaled by an ordinary Tau'ri, but Dent was quickly proving Malachi wrong in that regard. They continued for awhile, Firebucket even landing some light strikes of his own, appreciating the fact that this was merely a test of reflexes and that neither party should walk away with too many bruises. Firebucket also mixed it up a little, using some moves taught to him by Teal'c.

It certainly is nice having a famous Jaffa warrior for a friend, is it not my friend?, thought Firebucket to Malachi.

Indeed. I also believe that Lt. Dent would also be interested in learning the Jaffa fighting styles, responded Malachi.

Princess Awinita
December 26th, 2010, 07:21 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen} & {Malachi}

Caught off-guard by the true extent of Dent's speed, some of his light hits connected with Firebucket's body.

This guy is faster than I thought humanly possible. If I didn't know any better I'd swear he had a symbiote himself, thought Firebucket. But after the initial setback, Firebucket rallied and with Malachi's help, began to block Dent's strikes with a speed and strength that before now no one would've thought could come close to being equaled by an ordinary Tau'ri, but Dent was quickly proving Malachi wrong in that regard. They continued for awhile, Firebucket even landing some light strikes of his own, appreciating the fact that this was merely a test of reflexes and that neither party should walk away with too many bruises. Firebucket also mixed it up a little, using some moves taught to him by Teal'c.

It certainly is nice having a famous Jaffa warrior for a friend, is it not my friend?, thought Firebucket to Malachi.

Indeed. I also believe that Lt. Dent would also be interested in learning the Jaffa fighting styles, responded Malachi.
{Figment}

Some of the strikes landed with a light tap, Rufis felt a few light taps near his arms, Rufis countered, sending out a flurry of light strikes intended to test Firebuckets guard. Sian remained watching, both men and also the clock before top cover was to fly out. Rufis traded blocks, and strikes with Firebucket.

The strength and speed with which Rufis used was strong and very well balanced, he blocked most of the Jaffa stances, but not all. A few strikes landed before he managed to form a scissorlock of his arms and catch Firebucket. Locking both men into a stalemate. Rufis then let go and stepped back, "well tested. Certainly not of Mistress Song's teaching, but well learned indeed" He said. He brought his hands up in salute of greeting, one fist covered by the other. "You are indeed well learned in only six years." He said nothing more, a smile on his face. Firebucket was indeed well learned.

mad_gater
December 26th, 2010, 08:43 PM
{Figment}

Some of the strikes landed with a light tap, Rufis felt a few light taps near his arms, Rufis countered, sending out a flurry of light strikes intended to test Firebuckets guard. Sian remained watching, both men and also the clock before top cover was to fly out. Rufis traded blocks, and strikes with Firebucket.

The strength and speed with which Rufis used was strong and very well balanced, he blocked most of the Jaffa stances, but not all. A few strikes landed before he managed to form a scissorlock of his arms and catch Firebucket. Locking both men into a stalemate. Rufis then let go and stepped back, "well tested. Certainly not of Mistress Song's teaching, but well learned indeed" He said. He brought his hands up in salute of greeting, one fist covered by the other. "You are indeed well learned in only six years." He said nothing more, a smile on his face. Firebucket was indeed well learned.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Making the same salute, Firebucket said while panting slightly from the exertion: "Thank you. You aren't so bad yourself though of course you've been learning this stuff for a lot longer than I have. I hope we can spar some more sometime when things are a little less hectic. And maybe see if we can get Col. Mistress Song to come around here."

"I also have a little secret," said Firebucket, motioning to some chairs. "I am very selective in who I reveal it too. I have not even revealed it to Spook as of yet. It has to do with my speed and strength which you saw when you caught me benching more than a normal human should be able to bench. You see, I am host to a Tok'ra, named Malachi. This blending is on file but we're very selective in who we tell because he is the last of a line that was friend to Egeria. I trust, Figment, that you will keep this under wraps? I don't mind if you tell Sian or some of your close friends like Nugget. Just not anybody else, OK?"

Princess Awinita
December 27th, 2010, 09:57 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Making the same salute, Firebucket said while panting slightly from the exertion: "Thank you. You aren't so bad yourself though of course you've been learning this stuff for a lot longer than I have. I hope we can spar some more sometime when things are a little less hectic. And maybe see if we can get Col. Mistress Song to come around here."

"I also have a little secret," said Firebucket, motioning to some chairs. "I am very selective in who I reveal it too. I have not even revealed it to Spook as of yet. It has to do with my speed and strength which you saw when you caught me benching more than a normal human should be able to bench. You see, I am host to a Tok'ra, named Malachi. This blending is on file but we're very selective in who we tell because he is the last of a line that was friend to Egeria. I trust, Figment, that you will keep this under wraps? I don't mind if you tell Sian or some of your close friends like Nugget. Just not anybody else, OK?"
{Figment}

If he was to show surprise, he kept his emotions in check rather well. He had met several of the Tok'ra before, but never expected Firebucket to host one himself! But instead he said simply. "Your secret is safe with myself and the Twins." Sian and Sung were pretty much his sisters, the only true family he had.

He smiled then, "When this mission is over, I promised Spook, Tank, and Nugget to Beijing for a meal of celebration, you are welcome to join us." Naturally, the Twins were in on the deal, so they too would be there, when it was actually going to be them both who were doing the cooking. Not only was Sung a magnet for Jack Jr's eyes, but also a freakishly great cook.

mad_gater
December 28th, 2010, 09:09 AM
{Figment}

If he was to show surprise, he kept his emotions in check rather well. He had met several of the Tok'ra before, but never expected Firebucket to host one himself! But instead he said simply. "Your secret is safe with myself and the Twins." Sian and Sung were pretty much his sisters, the only true family he had.

He smiled then, "When this mission is over, I promised Spook, Tank, and Nugget to Beijing for a meal of celebration, you are welcome to join us." Naturally, the Twins were in on the deal, so they too would be there, when it was actually going to be them both who were doing the cooking. Not only was Sung a magnet for Jack Jr's eyes, but also a freakishly great cook.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"You hide your surprise well, but Malachi is very good at reading emotions," said Firebucket. "In the end it came to a fair amount of wrangling with the bishop. The bishop agreed provided I wear this," said Firebucket, revealing the miniaturized Tollan symbiote supression device wrapped around his wrist. "My bishop needed some assurance that I would be able to regain control should Malachi have thoughts of forcing me to do things that are against my religious beliefs and duties as a priest. However, to date I have not needed the suppressive abilities of the device, but as you can see it still has the 'who's in control' indicator. Malachi is very understanding and even intrigued by the values I believe in and has never even entertained the notion of forcing me to do anything I should not be doing, since he realizes that to do so would make him no better than the Goa'uld," said Firebucket. "I also thank you for the invitation to join you for a meal in your native home. I think I will take you up on that. I just hope we can avoid arousing the suspicions of the communist police forces. Catholics, esp. priests, aren't too welcome with the Chinese government," said Firebucket wryly. "You see, I once had a great uncle. You may have heard of him. My great uncle was none other than the late Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen. He had plenty to say regarding communism, none of it good. And I picked up that habit," said Firebucket with fondness.

Princess Awinita
January 1st, 2011, 12:45 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"I also thank you for the invitation to join you for a meal in your native home. I think I will take you up on that. I just hope we can avoid arousing the suspicions of the communist police forces. Catholics, esp. priests, aren't too welcome with the Chinese government," said Firebucket wryly. "You see, I once had a great uncle. You may have heard of him. My great uncle was none other than the late Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen. He had plenty to say regarding communism, none of it good. And I picked up that habit," said Firebucket with fondness.
{Figment} {Sian}

Rufis nodded, "I will handle everything, once I contact Mistress Song, You'll be with us as a Guest, and as such, none can touch, or try to hinder you while there." He smiled he felt his radio go off. "It's almost time to get back to the fighters. Sian, go, I will follow" Sian nodded and made a quick bow and salute to Firebucket before turning and leaving the workout gym.

Rufis turned back to Firebucket, "I have not asked this of a priest before, but of a monk." He said, he looked straight at Firebucket with his scarlet eyes. even the whites of his eyes were blood red as if bloodshot. "From what I know of the fighter squads, you will remain here at the Daedalus..... Pray for us to win this battle." Rufis then turned and left the Gym, it was strange for him to request such a thing from a priest, a catholic priest at that.

mad_gater
January 1st, 2011, 12:59 PM
{Figment} {Sian}

Rufis nodded, "I will handle everything, once I contact Mistress Song, You'll be with us as a Guest, and as such, none can touch, or try to hinder you while there." He smiled he felt his radio go off. "It's almost time to get back to the fighters. Sian, go, I will follow" Sian nodded and made a quick bow and salute to Firebucket before turning and leaving the workout gym.

Rufis turned back to Firebucket, "I have not asked this of a priest before, but of a monk." He said, he looked straight at Firebucket with his scarlet eyes. even the whites of his eyes were blood red as if bloodshot. "From what I know of the fighter squads, you will remain here at the Daedalus..... Pray for us to win this battle." Rufis then turned and left the Gym, it was strange for him to request such a thing from a priest, a catholic priest at that.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Thank you, Lt. Dent. Just know that if anyone tries, and I wouldn't put past them even if I'm your guest, I will defend myself. I hope that will never come to pass," said Firebucket. "And God be with you as you fight our common enemy, In nomine Patris, et Fili, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen. Go, and bring us victory," said Firebucket.

RogueRanger
January 3rd, 2011, 09:38 PM
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Making her way over to the twins, JJ and Major Pena, Spook wasted no time getting out of the Admirals line of sight. She hunkered down in between the twins and then looked up toward her adversary. "Holy crap, Colonel Stone is back....now my day just got better. Do you think he can see me?"

Princess Awinita
January 5th, 2011, 05:00 PM
{Sung}

For the moment ignoring JJ, Sung spoke to Spook, "Something tells me trouble follows you everywhere you go. Will it follow us out there in the black?" the young woman said thoughtfully. Apparently not the least bit amused or moved by the scene that Spook had caused. Though she knew of what Fig tried to do for Spook. Had the Admiral agreed to Fig's idea, Sung would have surely decked Spook during training. But she never voiced her thoughts of such a notion. She keot them to herself rather well.

She turned to JJ. "Men have ways to tell a woman what they want them to hear, you have yet to learn such skills." There was hint of a smile in her words, though her face showed nothing of the sort as she was once more looking towards the Admiral. Sian looked oddly calm, a slight smile on her face as if Rufis hadn't done something stupid.

mad_gater
January 5th, 2011, 06:54 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Was that ever a good workout and my body will probably let me know in no uncertain terms how much of a workout it was come morning, thought Firebucket. Firebucket went back to his office (also his quarters) to make the shipwide address. Flipping the switch, Firebucket made the announcement: "Attention all hands, this is Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Sheen. Upon completion of this mission, there will be a 1-hour window where I will hear confessions followed immediately by the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. We need all the strength, both physical and spiritual, that we can get as soldiers. Good blessings and I hope to see many of you there."

Firebucket then took stock of himself. His workout had left him quite sweaty. I'd better take a shower. Boy am I ever glad that officers get their own shower in their quarters, thought Firebucket.

RogueRanger
January 6th, 2011, 03:58 PM
<Bridge>

*encryted message from Vala's ship*

“Five minutes to LZ, in good shape, no activity so far.”

puddlejumperOZ
January 6th, 2011, 06:54 PM
{Sung}

For the moment ignoring JJ, Sung spoke to Spook, "Something tells me trouble follows you everywhere you go. Will it follow us out there in the black?" the young woman said thoughtfully. Apparently not the least bit amused or moved by the scene that Spook had caused. Though she knew of what Fig tried to do for Spook. Had the Admiral agreed to Fig's idea, Sung would have surely decked Spook during training. But she never voiced her thoughts of such a notion. She keot them to herself rather well.

She turned to JJ. "Men have ways to tell a woman what they want them to hear, you have yet to learn such skills." There was hint of a smile in her words, though her face showed nothing of the sort as she was once more looking towards the Admiral. Sian looked oddly calm, a slight smile on her face as if Rufis hadn't done something stupid.

{2nd Lt John "Nugget" O'Neil} NPC

"Really Sung, now I never knew that." A little of his donor's DNA sarcasm had seeped through. John had always tried to avoid that side of previous self but sometimes he couldn't help it. The problem was he still basically had General O'Neill's head inside his and that person was from a totally different age group and it proved difficult for John to adjust. A she finished high school, it became increasingly hard to click with his peers and especially girls. But he wouldn't give up or give in this time. "Look I tell you what, after we're done and have some down time, how about you give me some lesson's huh?" The last was a he switched back to Mandarin.

mad_gater
January 7th, 2011, 09:37 AM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Firebucket had just stepped out of his shower when he heard the announcement from the Hammond that basically all systems were go for the mission. "O Heavenly Father, help and protect them from the enemy. St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do Thou, O Prince of the Heavenly Host, by the power of God cast out Satan, and all the evil spirits who prowl throughout the world, seeking the ruin of souls. In nomine Patris, et Fili, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen," prayed Firebucket fervently.

RogueRanger
January 9th, 2011, 05:59 PM
{Sung}

For the moment ignoring JJ, Sung spoke to Spook, "Something tells me trouble follows you everywhere you go. Will it follow us out there in the black?" the young woman said thoughtfully. Apparently not the least bit amused or moved by the scene that Spook had caused. Though she knew of what Fig tried to do for Spook. Had the Admiral agreed to Fig's idea, Sung would have surely decked Spook during training. But she never voiced her thoughts of such a notion. She keot them to herself rather well.

She turned to JJ. "Men have ways to tell a woman what they want them to hear, you have yet to learn such skills." There was hint of a smile in her words, though her face showed nothing of the sort as she was once more looking towards the Admiral. Sian looked oddly calm, a slight smile on her face as if Rufis hadn't done something stupid.

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"Trouble me?" Ange looked as if butter would melt in her mouth. "C'mon Sung I'm really very lovable when you get to know me, but honestly, no. Only when my feet are on solid ground do I have a pre-disposition to trouble, I don't know maybe it's that I see the world to be fun, no need for seriousness when you have seen people down on their luck as I have." She reflected deeply on her life in the ghettos of Los Angeles before in what seemed like someone else's life. She looked at her aircraft sitting there waiting for her. "But get me in airborne and I seem to have the devils own luck...though I won't push it. Those things do have a use-by date if you know what I mean."

Stargate Atlantis Girl
January 9th, 2011, 07:55 PM
<Bridge>

*encryted message from Vala's ship*

“Five minutes to LZ, in good shape, no activity so far.”

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{Maj. Maria Aguayo} {Col. Stephen Caldwell} NPC

Maria had been monitoring the coms traffic for a good ten minutes when suddenly Captain Hailey's encrypted message popped up on the screen "Sir we've just received the encoded message from the Tel'tak, they're on their way."[/COLOR[COLOR="red"]]"It's about damned time." Stephen thought inwardly then he replied to his XO. "Noted Major. Make the announcement!"

This was the moment everyone had been anxiously waiting for Maria nodded in affirmation to the Colonel and with her reassuring voice she broke the news to the whole crew. "Yes sir." She opened up the shipwide broadcast and spoke firmly and calmly. "Attention all crew, we are in the zone, all pilots to your aircraft, launch will be in minus ten minutes zulu."

puddlejumperOZ
January 9th, 2011, 08:50 PM
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The hangar space went into high gear the moment the announcement was made, Will tapped his comslink and spoke quickly. "If that is Major Aguayo, thanks lass we only needed to hear that." He tapped Stone on the shoulder. "Business as usual Colonel let's get this done."

Will raced to his aircraft at a fair clip and bounded up the yellow ladder, he was in his seat in moments with an aircraftsman cinching up his harness almost immmediatley. The ship was running on adrenalin now, and their energies would be boosted once they were airborne. He placed his helmet on and spoke again. "Bridge, Ace One here do you copy?" then he proceeded to go through his pre-flight, everything seemed to in the green, even the sticky throttle had been fixed and he was relieved at that.

Princess Awinita
January 11th, 2011, 05:23 PM
{2nd Lt John "Nugget" O'Neil} NPC

"Really Sung, now I never knew that." A little of his donor's DNA sarcasm had seeped through. John had always tried to avoid that side of previous self but sometimes he couldn't help it. The problem was he still basically had General O'Neill's head inside his and that person was from a totally different age group and it proved difficult for John to adjust. A she finished high school, it became increasingly hard to click with his peers and especially girls. But he wouldn't give up or give in this time. "Look I tell you what, after we're done and have some down time, how about you give me some lesson's huh?" The last was a he switched back to Mandarin.


{Spook}

"Trouble me?" Ange looked as if butter would melt in her mouth. "C'mon Sung I'm really very lovable when you get to know me, but honestly, no. Only when my feet are on solid ground do I have a pre-disposition to trouble, I don't know maybe it's that I see the world to be fun, no need for seriousness when you have seen people down on their luck as I have." She reflected deeply on her life in the ghettos of Los Angeles before in what seemed like someone else's life. She looked at her aircraft sitting there waiting for her. "But get me in airborne and I seem to have the devils own luck...though I won't push it. Those things do have a use-by date if you know what I mean."


{Maj. Maria Aguayo} {Col. Stephen Caldwell} NPC

This was the moment everyone had been anxiously waiting for Maria nodded in affirmation to the Colonel and with her reassuring voice she broke the news to the whole crew. "Yes sir." She opened up the shipwide broadcast and spoke firmly and calmly. "Attention all crew, we are in the zone, all pilots to your aircraft, launch will be in minus ten minutes zulu."
{Figment} The Twins {Sian} & {Sung}

Rufis entered the hangar from the hallway just as the announcement came over the PA system and radios. It was about time. He saw Spook hunkered down between Sung and JJ, He barked something in Mandarin, "Sian, Sung, to your craft, you know what to do." He said, he turned towards JJ, now only having met the lad once in his life before the briefing. Now he had to work with him. He spoke to both him and Spook. "You heard the Lady, lets get out there."

Sian nodded and went to her fighter, once in it and helmet on, she go on her radio, "Jade three to Jade two, come in." She tested the radio connection in Mandarin, Sung's voice rang clearly. Sian powered up her systems. Then waited until her wing took to the black.

Sung turned towards JJ, "We will continue our conversation later. For now, Your tailcover is mine to tend to. Get to your craft." She said somewhate tersely as she herself scampered quickly for her own fighter. Rufis went to his, this mission was going to be crazy. And yet, he felt a sense of power, a sense of protection for he and his friends. evevn Sian felt it, Sung however would later say she was going through a troubling time. Which Rufis knew the true meaning of.

RogueRanger
January 11th, 2011, 08:51 PM
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{2nd Lt John O'Neil 'Nugget'} NPC

"You can bet on that Sung." John said as he scampered after her. His '02 was right next to hers and until they had lauch clearance he could watch her fine little rear end from there even if it was only in his mind. He climbed up to the cockpit, settled himself in and allowed an airman to check his straps and oxygen. His helmet fitted him snugly and he glanced over at his wingmates, a quick thumbs up at Sung and he checked his radio. "Jade two from Nugget do you copy?"

**********

"Show time" Ange said to herself and was only a step or two behind the others. Once her familar space of "Ghetto Girl's" cockpit she went through her pre-flight effeciantly and then looked over to see if the Admiral had gone to his bird, she saw him there sitting up like a proud father. She radioed him. "Ace one, this is the Spook seeing you five by five sir!" Lastly she looked over to see if Ain was there, and sure enough like a ghost he appeared next to her in his 302 "Heavenly Vengeance"

"Oneshot you still have that Boubon? It's mine if I get the first kill you know!" She chuckled softly as she waited for his reaction.

mad_gater
January 12th, 2011, 11:29 AM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

I hate just sitting around here waiting. I need something to do, thought Firebucket.

*opens comm channel to Caldwell*

"Hey Caldwell, I hate sitting around here waiting. Do you mind if I come up to the bridge to watch over our special charges?" asked Firebucket.

puddlejumperOZ
January 12th, 2011, 03:39 PM
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The hangar space went into high gear the moment the announcement was made, Will tapped his comslink and spoke quickly. "If that is Major Aguayo, thanks lass we only needed to hear that." He tapped Stone on the shoulder. "Business as usual Colonel let's get this done."

Will raced to his aircraft at a fair clip and bounded up the yellow ladder, he was in his seat in moments with an aircraftsman cinching up his harness almost immmediatley. The ship was running on adrenalin now, and their energies would be boosted once they were airborne. He placed his helmet on and spoke again. "Bridge, Ace One here do you copy?" then he proceeded to go through his pre-flight, everything seemed to in the green, even the sticky throttle had been fixed and he was relieved at that.


{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

I hate just sitting around here waiting. I need something to do, thought Firebucket.

*opens comm channel to Caldwell*

"Hey Caldwell, I hate sitting around here waiting. Do you mind if I come up to the bridge to watch over our special charges?" asked Firebucket.

<Bridge>

{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

It had been a slow day in his world this day and anything to relieve the boredom would have been welcomed, then the Admiral's voice piped in through his headset, at last something might in fact make this a better day. "Copy you Admiral five by five." He nodded to Maria at his side. "Our pilot will be returning shortly Maria, stand by to lower the shield as soon as he calls for landing clearance." It didn't end there as the Sheen's merry voice echoed in his head, he had always thought of him as Friar Tuck and he had slipped a few times in calling him that.

"More than welcome Father, I might have a job for you, come on up if you would." Now he only had to have Tank land and refuel and this mission would be a go, how long? he thought.

Princess Awinita
January 12th, 2011, 07:50 PM
{2nd Lt John O'Neil 'Nugget'} NPC

"You can bet on that Sung." John said as he scampered after her. His '02 was right next to hers and until they had lauch clearance he could watch her fine little rear end from there even if it was only in his mind. He climbed up to the cockpit, settled himself in and allowed an airman to check his straps and oxygen. His helmet fitted him snugly and he glanced over at his wingmates, a quick thumbs up at Sung and he checked his radio. "Jade two from Nugget do you copy?"
{Figment} {Sian} {Sung}

Rufis got into his fighter, once seated his crew made sure he was set, he waited then until the cockpit seal was set to full green before taking out another Pure RA 22 shot, placing the item to his arm he injected the drug, and his worries melted away. He set the used needle in what passed for a garbage bag. He got on his radio, "Spook, this is your imagination speaking. Do you read me." He said in a humorus tone of voice. A smile on his vace behind his O2 mask.

Sian heard the chatter and focused the radio to conture directly to the Admiral and also to the Daedalus, hearing two channels might feel weird to some. But even then. It was helpful. "Jade three to Ace one, Tailguard confirmation, copy?" She knew her newst role. Provide cover and also backup for the Admiral himself. Sung was to cover JJ. Otherwise Mistress Song would never hear the end of it from General O'Niell.

Sung sat herself into her fighter, she had done most of her preflight, everything was in the green. She heard JJ over her radio, but not the private link. She keyed the com, directly to his radio alone. "Clearly." The strong sound of Mandarin was heard. She was looking forwards to dinner at Beijing for once. Real traditionally cooked food.

mad_gater
January 13th, 2011, 08:39 AM
[/spoiler]

[/spoiler]

<Bridge>

{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

It had been a slow day in his world this day and anything to relieve the boredom would have been welcomed, then the Admiral's voice piped in through his headset, at last something might in fact make this a better day. "Copy you Admiral five by five." He nodded to Maria at his side. "Our pilot will be returning shortly Maria, stand by to lower the shield as soon as he calls for landing clearance." It didn't end there as the Sheen's merry voice echoed in his head, he had always thought of him as Friar Tuck and he had slipped a few times in calling him that.

"More than welcome Father, I might have a job for you, come on up if you would." Now he only had to have Tank land and refuel and this mission would be a go, how long? he thought.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Thank you, sir," said Firebucket, fighting the urge to roll his eyes at his superior officer. He could practically see Caldwell's struggle to keep from uttering the dreadful "Friar Tuck" moniker. For one I'm in much better physical shape than that fictional Friar, thought Firebucket. "I'm sure whatever job you might have for me will be very interesting indeed considering the amount of misfits stationed on this ship," said Firebucket, eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm on my way."

sgc
January 13th, 2011, 05:20 PM
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{2nd Lt John O'Neil 'Nugget'} NPC

"You can bet on that Sung." John said as he scampered after her. His '02 was right next to hers and until they had lauch clearance he could watch her fine little rear end from there even if it was only in his mind. He climbed up to the cockpit, settled himself in and allowed an airman to check his straps and oxygen. His helmet fitted him snugly and he glanced over at his wingmates, a quick thumbs up at Sung and he checked his radio. "Jade two from Nugget do you copy?"

**********

"Show time" Ange said to herself and was only a step or two behind the others. Once her familar space of "Ghetto Girl's" cockpit she went through her pre-flight effeciantly and then looked over to see if the Admiral had gone to his bird, she saw him there sitting up like a proud father. She radioed him. "Ace one, this is the Spook seeing you five by five sir!" Lastly she looked over to see if Ain was there, and sure enough like a ghost he appeared next to her in his 302 "Heavenly Vengeance"

"Oneshot you still have that Boubon? It's mine if I get the first kill you know!" She chuckled softly as she waited for his reaction.

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He raised an eyebrow in Spook's direction. Ain had a lot he could say but he held back; he'll save his best for later."Five to one Spook I get the first." He knew Ange was good, maybe even one of the best in the wing, but she was hot headed and often had to lose two missiles just to take down a Glider. He gave her the thumbs up and started his pre-flight.


Once Ain ran through his preflight, he turned his thoughts to the mission. "Darned if I'm going to let these scoundrels and fiends get anywhere near Earth or my family today; my kids are going to grow up free as I did."

puddlejumperOZ
January 13th, 2011, 07:59 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Thank you, sir," said Firebucket, fighting the urge to roll his eyes at his superior officer. He could practically see Caldwell's struggle to keep from uttering the dreadful "Friar Tuck" moniker. For one I'm in much better physical shape than that fictional Friar, thought Firebucket. "I'm sure whatever job you might have for me will be very interesting indeed considering the amount of misfits stationed on this ship," said Firebucket, eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm on my way."

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"Jade three to Ace one, Tailguard confirmation, copy?"

Will drummed his fingers on the panel, his gloves were getting wet from sweat, then he heard Sian's voice in his earpiece. "Confirm Jade, it'll be a pleasure to have you at my back lass." He drifted off in another rdirection for a moment then looked up. "Now where the frak is Tank, he should have been here now."


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{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

There was something re-assuring about having the sin bosun up on the bridge Stephen always thought, he wished so many times in the past, especailly in the Pegasus galaxy that he could have had Sheen's guiding hand. Yet, he was here now and the bridge crew would be happy with that. "Affirmative Tu...Bob, I'll see you when you get here."

A moment past and he tapped Maria on the shoulder. "Any sight of Lieutenant Sprills yet Maria?"

Stargate Atlantis Girl
January 13th, 2011, 08:16 PM
[/spoiler]

[/spoiler]

<Bridge>

{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

It had been a slow day in his world this day and anything to relieve the boredom would have been welcomed, then the Admiral's voice piped in through his headset, at last something might in fact make this a better day. "Copy you Admiral five by five." He nodded to Maria at his side. "Our pilot will be returning shortly Maria, stand by to lower the shield as soon as he calls for landing clearance." It didn't end there as the Sheen's merry voice echoed in his head, he had always thought of him as Friar Tuck and he had slipped a few times in calling him that.

"More than welcome Father, I might have a job for you, come on up if you would." Now he only had to have Tank land and refuel and this mission would be a go, how long? he thought.

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{Maj. Maria Aguayo}

"Standing by, Sir." Maria got worried sometimes, knowing that everyday she was risking her life, but it was all worth it, knowing that she'd be doing it for her son back on earth.

RogueRanger
January 13th, 2011, 08:43 PM
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He raised an eyebrow in Spook's direction. Ain had a lot he could say but he held back; he'll save his best for later. "Five to one Spook I get the first." He knew Ange was good, maybe even one of the best in the wing, but she was hot headed and often had to lose two missiles just to take down a Glider. He gave her the thumbs up and started his pre-flight.


Once Ain ran through his preflight, he turned his thoughts to the mission. "Darned if I'm going to let these scoundrels and fiends get anywhere near Earth or my family today; my kids are going to grow up free as I did."

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Ange scoffed just a little, "Male bravado!" she mused inwardly, she lowered her canopy and adjsuted her mask, the muffled voice echoing in her head. "That booze is mine Captain." She repiled to him. There was a photo on her panel of her sisters and brother, much younger than herself. It reminded her.."Cap, how is Charlene and the girls, I missed them before our mission, they doing ok?"

sgc
January 13th, 2011, 08:54 PM
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Ange scoffed just a little, "Male bravado!" she mused inwardly, she lowered her canopy and adjsuted her mask, the muffled voice echoing in her head. "That booze is mine Captain." She repiled to him. There was a photo on her panel of her sisters and brother, much younger than herself. It reminded her.."Cap, how is Charlene and the girls, I missed them before our mission, they doing ok?"

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Ain glanced down at his panel at the same time and looked at the most recent picture of his family at his daughter Hayley's third birthday party.

"They are doing well, Spook. Hayley just turned three. We had a great time at the party, especially Janet. How are you and your siblings doing?" Ain responded, caringly.

RogueRanger
January 13th, 2011, 09:58 PM
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After adjusting her gunsight, Ange's head bobbed up again and she looked at Ain's face, partly obscured now by helmet and mask. "Luke is going into the Naval Academy next month...imagine that, he always hated boats. Rose is still madly in love with you and Mira, well she thinks she's pregnant and is scared out of her brain. At seventeen mom is going to have a heart attack if it's true." She lamented the fact herself that Ange had never found her man. She be married and tied down with kids now perhaps, maybe that wasn't such a bad thing, now that she thought about it.

Col.Foley
January 13th, 2011, 10:53 PM
Royce, "The Tank" Sprills
Tank frowned into his oxygen mask as the Daedelus was getting larger and larger in the canopy almost filling up the entire screen as he was hovering near the ship and heading for the docking bay. It still did not look like the enemy was nowhere near here, it did not look as though many things were happening in the near by vacinity, but yet he was still not getting a response.

"Hey, come in Daedy this is Tank. Requesting permission to land if you have the room for me." He regretted his word choice and hoped there was not a reprimand in the future.

mad_gater
January 14th, 2011, 10:40 AM
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"Jade three to Ace one, Tailguard confirmation, copy?"

Will drummed his fingers on the panel, his gloves were getting wet from sweat, then he heard Sian's voice in his earpiece. "Confirm Jade, it'll be a pleasure to have you at my back lass." He drifted off in another rdirection for a moment then looked up. "Now where the frak is Tank, he should have been here now."


********************
{Colonel Stephen Caldwell} NPC

There was something re-assuring about having the sin bosun up on the bridge Stephen always thought, he wished so many times in the past, especailly in the Pegasus galaxy that he could have had Sheen's guiding hand. Yet, he was here now and the bridge crew would be happy with that. "Affirmative Tu...Bob, I'll see you when you get here."

A moment past and he tapped Maria on the shoulder. "Any sight of Lieutenant Sprills yet Maria?"

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket Sheen}

"OK," said Firebucket, signing off comms. Meh, I guess the moniker isn't so bad. While the fictional Friar Tuck wasn't in that great of shape he did at least have the guts to do what few Catholic clergy at the time failed to do, which was take a stronger stance against the corruption that was rampant at the time, thought Firebucket. He began to hum the Angelus chant as he made his way to the bridge, finding that the Angelus served well to steel himself for what might lie ahead.

After a few minutes, Firebucket steps off the lift onto the bridge, still humming the Angelus and saluting Caldwell smartly, coming to stiff attention as he did so. If he learned anything at all, it was to have respect for legitimate authority, and all indications to Firebucket regarding his old friend was that command suited him well. He ceased humming and said: "Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Sheen reporting as requested, sir."

RogueRanger
January 14th, 2011, 01:09 PM
Royce, "The Tank" Sprills
Tank frowned into his oxygen mask as the Daedelus was getting larger and larger in the canopy almost filling up the entire screen as he was hovering near the ship and heading for the docking bay. It still did not look like the enemy was nowhere near here, it did not look as though many things were happening in the near by vacinity, but yet he was still not getting a response.

"Hey, come in Daedy this is Tank. Requesting permission to land if you have the room for me." He regretted his word choice and hoped there was not a reprimand in the future.

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Stephen looked around for Maria, she seemed to be touching up he make-up and he wouldn't disturb, he knew how important that was to young women and how angsty they would get if he said anything. "Did you get lost Sprills? Remind me to put you in for a course of map reading with the Admiral later. Cleared for starboard entry middle line you have the ball."


{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket Sheen}

"OK," said Firebucket, signing off comms. Meh, I guess the moniker isn't so bad. While the fictional Friar Tuck wasn't in that great of shape he did at least have the guts to do what few Catholic clergy at the time failed to do, which was take a stronger stance against the corruption that was rampant at the time, thought Firebucket. He began to hum the Angelus chant as he made his way to the bridge, finding that the Angelus served well to steel himself for what might lie ahead.

After a few minutes, Firebucket steps off the lift onto the bridge, still humming the Angelus and saluting Caldwell smartly, coming to stiff attention as he did so. If he learned anything at all, it was to have respect for legitimate authority, and all indications to Firebucket regarding his old friend was that command suited him well. He ceased humming and said: "Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Sheen reporting as requested, sir."

"Take that seat over there Bob to my left, I'll give you the run down later as soon as we get the birds out."

((OOC sorry for lame posts, brainpan is slow today:eek:))

Princess Awinita
January 14th, 2011, 01:27 PM
{The Admiral}

"Jade three to Ace one, Tailguard confirmation, copy?"

Will drummed his fingers on the panel, his gloves were getting wet from sweat, then he heard Sian's voice in his earpiece. "Confirm Jade, it'll be a pleasure to have you at my back lass." He drifted off in another rdirection for a moment then looked up. "Now where the frak is Tank, he should have been here now."
{Sian}

Sian heard the question, since she had a private comm open to the Admiral at the time. She checked her own sensor screens, and found Tank coming in at a good calm speed. right on marker. "I see him, sir." She was reminded of a line from a film she had seen. 'A wizard is never late, nor early, but arrives when he means to' she changed a word or two around, marking it as 'Tank is never late, nor early, but arriving when he means to.' So she couldn't hold it against him.

mad_gater
January 14th, 2011, 07:29 PM
[/SPOILER]

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Stephen looked around for Maria, she seemed to be touching up he make-up and he wouldn't disturb, he knew how important that was to young women and how angsty they would get if he said anything. "Did you get lost Sprills? Remind me to put you in for a course of map reading with the Admiral later. Cleared for starboard entry middle line you have the ball."

[/spoiler]

"Take that seat over there Bob to my left, I'll give you the run down later as soon as we get the birds out."

((OOC sorry for lame posts, brainpan is slow today:eek:))

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Ah, finally established communications with Tank have you? I was beginning to get worried, as was the tac officer. Opening a channel to Tank himself he said: "I'm glad to hear you haven't stepped out into eternity on us yet, Tank," said Firebucket with fondness. "All jocularity aside, it is worrisome. You don't strike me as one to not put out necessary communication when flying. Perhaps we should check for possible sources of comms interference."

Col.Foley
January 17th, 2011, 01:42 AM
[/SPOILER]

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Stephen looked around for Maria, she seemed to be touching up he make-up and he wouldn't disturb, he knew how important that was to young women and how angsty they would get if he said anything. "Did you get lost Sprills? Remind me to put you in for a course of map reading with the Admiral later. Cleared for starboard entry middle line you have the ball."

[/spoiler]

"Take that seat over there Bob to my left, I'll give you the run down later as soon as we get the birds out."

((OOC sorry for lame posts, brainpan is slow today:eek:))
Royce "The Tank" Sprills
Royce cocked his eyebrow at that but decided not to respond.

"Right, roger that coming in sir."

Royce touched his fighter down perfectly and got out and started to watch as the flight crew came in and started to ply their craft. He then started to look around for anyone who he could give a report to or just to talk to.

Rudy Pena
January 17th, 2011, 03:13 PM
{Major Pena}

As Tank's 302 comes onto the flight deck, Major Pena goes to his 302 but instead goes to Tank's 302. "So Tank, whats out there? Planetside I mean and all the good stuff."

RogueRanger
January 17th, 2011, 07:38 PM
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Ange looked over the opposite side and saw Tank and Major Pena, as casual as you please apparently chatting about whatever it is guys chat about. She huffed through her mask, hit the canopy switch and as it was opening she pullled the mask away from her face. "Hey you guys, come on we are due for launch in a minute, get your arses into gear." She sat there looking at them, wildfire in her eyes.

Rudy Pena
January 17th, 2011, 07:43 PM
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Ange looked over the opposite side and saw Tank and Major Pena, as casual as you please apparently chatting about whatever it is guys chat about. She huffed through her mask, hit the canopy switch and as it was opening she pullled the mask away from her face. "Hey you guys, come on we are due for launch in a minute, get your arses into gear." She sat there looking at them, wildfire in her eyes.

{Major Pena}

Looks at Spook and decides to tease her a bit. I put on my nice playful grin. "Listen here L.T., you dont tell me what to do."

puddlejumperOZ
January 17th, 2011, 08:35 PM
Royce "The Tank" Sprills
Royce cocked his eyebrow at that but decided not to respond.

"Right, roger that coming in sir."

Royce touched his fighter down perfectly and got out and started to watch as the flight crew came in and started to ply their craft. He then started to look around for anyone who he could give a report to or just to talk to.

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Hank watched through the video monitors, Tank had climbed out of his cockpit and seemed to be either bewildered or confused. He picked up the broadcast mic and spoke rather loudly. "Lieutenant Sprills, what the hell are you doing son? Get back in your craft, you'll be back out there the moment the airmen have you refuelled."

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{Major Pena}

Looks at Spook and decides to tease her a bit. I put on my nice playful grin. "Listen here L.T., you dont tell me what to do."


Hearing the commotion though muffled through his helmet and canopy, it was loud enough for Will to understand what was going on. He tabbed the canopy release and dropped his oxygen mask. "Major Pena, have you ran your flight checks, I don't see how you can do it from there..." He was interrupted by the ships LSO's steady voice coming through the tannoy.

{LSO}

"Daedalus wing we are go for launch in T minus two minutes, Admiral sir your flight is first out followed by Lieutenant Dent's flight, Lieutenant Darkness..." He listed of the flight order and as he finished a loud count down began over the same speakers.


Will spoke into his own coms as he heard the call. "Thank you Yellow, about bloody time." He swivelled his head around to face the others. "Time's up people, get youselves into high gear now." He activated the canopy once more and waited for the first yellow shirted airman to approach and guide him to the take off ramp, this would be their day to shine.

puddlejumperOZ
January 17th, 2011, 09:22 PM
{Sian}

Sian heard the question, since she had a private comm open to the Admiral at the time. She checked her own sensor screens, and found Tank coming in at a good calm speed. right on marker. "I see him, sir." She was reminded of a line from a film she had seen. 'A wizard is never late, nor early, but arrives when he means to' she changed a word or two around, marking it as 'Tank is never late, nor early, but arriving when he means to.' So she couldn't hold it against him.

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"Yes Sian, a little late but it will suffice. Canopies down kids, lets get this show rollling." He added at the last.



{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Ah, finally established communications with Tank have you? I was beginning to get worried, as was the tac officer. Opening a channel to Tank himself he said: "I'm glad to hear you haven't stepped out into eternity on us yet, Tank," said Firebucket with fondness. "All jocularity aside, it is worrisome. You don't strike me as one to not put out necessary communication when flying. Perhaps we should check for possible sources of comms interference."

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Stephen watched as he saw the first of the Hammond's bird leave, he felt a pang of jealousy but brushed it away. Still it was good to have the mission under way, albeit under a cloud of doubt. "Bob your files tells me that you've had over a thousand hours second seat in C130's, good enough for me. I want you to monitor our birds once they're out and watch over them, I think that should be right up your chosen path my friend."

He scanned the anxious faces of the bridge, he could see a little fear written on them. Today was the start he felt, of a long and arduous campign to rid the galaxy of just one more menace, the Lucian Alliance.



"Bilbo Baggins: It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to." -

Princess Awinita
January 17th, 2011, 10:38 PM
{Sian}

Sian smiled behind her O2 Mask, the yellowshirt moved to guide the Admiral to the take off ramp, Her own YS leading her directly behind the Admiral, it was the way the Flights worked, main flight followed by their wingman. Soon as the Admiral was out, so was she. She isolated her radio to only the Admiral's own. "I have an odd feeling about the mission, sir. This may not be as easy as we planned it. Do we have a backup plan, or shall I plan on the move like Sparrow?" Sparrow, you mean to say that Sian had indeed seen Captain Jack Sparrow on film? yeah, she had, so that made her life only slightly more.... active.

Col.Foley
January 17th, 2011, 11:56 PM
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Hank watched through the video monitors, Tank had climbed out of his cockpit and seemed to be either bewildered or confused. He picked up the broadcast mic and spoke rather loudly. "Lieutenant Sprills, what the hell are you doing son? Get back in your craft, you'll be back out there the moment the airmen have you refuelled."

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[/spoiler]


Hearing the commotion though muffled through his helmet and canopy, it was loud enough for Will to understand what was going on. He tabbed the canopy release and dropped his oxygen mask. "Major Pena, have you ran your flight checks, I don't see how you can do it from there..." He was interrupted by the ships LSO's steady voice coming through the tannoy.

{LSO}

"Daedalus wing we are go for launch in T minus two minutes, Admiral sir your flight is first out followed by Lieutenant Dent's flight, Lieutenant Darkness..." He listed of the flight order and as he finished a loud count down began over the same speakers.


Will spoke into his own coms as he heard the call. "Thank you Yellow, about bloody time." He swivelled his head around to face the others. "Time's up people, get youselves into high gear now." He activated the canopy once more and waited for the first yellow shirted airman to approach and guide him to the take off ramp, this would be their day to shine.
Royce "The Tank" Sprills
Tank stiffened and nodded. "Sir yes sir." He climbed back into his craft and waited, the techs were making the final checks and looking for any hull damage visually.

Rudy Pena
January 18th, 2011, 03:47 AM
{Major Pena}

Looks at the Admiral and head to my 302. "Aye Sir, Im about to start my pre flight checklist."

mad_gater
January 18th, 2011, 08:49 AM
[/spoiler]

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"Yes Sian, a little late but it will suffice. Canopies down kids, lets get this show rollling." He added at the last.


[/spoiler]

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Stephen watched as he saw the first of the Hammond's bird leave, he felt a pang of jealousy but brushed it away. Still it was good to have the mission under way, albeit under a cloud of doubt. "Bob your files tells me that you've had over a thousand hours second seat in C130's, good enough for me. I want you to monitor our birds once they're out and watch over them, I think that should be right up your chosen path my friend."

He scanned the anxious faces of the bridge, he could see a little fear written on them. Today was the start he felt, of a long and arduous campign to rid the galaxy of just one more menace, the Lucian Alliance.

{Rev Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Alrighty, sir," said Firebucket, opening a channel to all birds. "All birds, this is Rev. Col. Sheen. I'll be watching over you all for this mission. Good luck, Godspeed and I'll keep a votive candle burning."

puddlejumperOZ
January 18th, 2011, 06:54 PM
{Sian}

Sian smiled behind her O2 Mask, the yellowshirt moved to guide the Admiral to the take off ramp, Her own YS leading her directly behind the Admiral, it was the way the Flights worked, main flight followed by their wingman. Soon as the Admiral was out, so was she. She isolated her radio to only the Admiral's own. "I have an odd feeling about the mission, sir. This may not be as easy as we planned it. Do we have a backup plan, or shall I plan on the move like Sparrow?" Sparrow, you mean to say that Sian had indeed seen Captain Jack Sparrow on film? yeah, she had, so that made her life only slightly more.... active.


Royce "The Tank" Sprills[/spoiler]
Tank stiffened and nodded. "Sir yes sir." He climbed back into his craft and waited, the techs were making the final checks and looking for any hull damage visually.[/spoiler]


{Major Pena}[/spoiler]

Looks at the Admiral and head to my 302. "Aye Sir, Im about to start my pre flight checklist."[/spoiler]

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William followed the deck crewmans hand instructions, watching the brightly coloured batons and lining his craft up on the centre line of the starboard side ramp. He concentrated on his movements, the techs did in fact repair the throttle, now it was simply firm, as he liked it. "Stand by kids. Sian to tell you the truth, I have no idea if there is a plan 'B'. " He hit the brakes hard as the 302 straightened up to the line. "Tank, Pena. Take the port ramp behind Spook. We'll join up ahead of the Daedalus and then it'll be a walk in the park."

The Yellow shirted airman gave Will the thumbs up and in return Will saluted sharply. Throttle settings to full combat, he watched the guidance lights click down one at a time. Red, three yellows and green. Brakes off and the 302 shot out of the hangar at waht felt like to Will hyperspeed. In moments he was clear and hailed the Bridge. "Ace one to bridge, clear. As soon as the wing is aloft, proceeding to rendezvous."


{Rev Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Alrighty, sir," said Firebucket, opening a channel to all birds. "All birds, this is Rev. Col. Sheen. I'll be watching over you all for this mission. Good luck, Godspeed and I'll keep a votive candle burning."

"Thank you there reverend, appreciate that." Will said with sincerety.


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Not even breaking for a beat, Stephen leaned out of his seat. "Give them hell Admiral." he checked himself. "Sorry Bob, but I mean it."

"Any message you want me to give em, if I should get up close and personal Stephen?"

"No sir...ah yes sir. Tell them...tell them 'no hard feelings fella's but you have to go'"

"Will do. Ace out."


((OOC once you have cleared the Daedalus, all 302 postings will be in the SG1 LA thread))

mad_gater
January 18th, 2011, 07:03 PM
[/spoiler]

[/spoiler]

[/spoiler]

http://i811.photobucket.com/albums/zz37/melanieoz/My%20Sigs%20and%20stuff/AdmiralMacGregor.jpg

William followed the deck crewmans hand instructions, watching the brightly coloured batons and lining his craft up on the centre line of the starboard side ramp. He concentrated on his movements, the techs did in fact repair the throttle, now it was simply firm, as he liked it. "Stand by kids. Sian to tell you the truth, I have no idea if there is a plan 'B'. " He hit the brakes hard as the 302 straightened up to the line. "Tank, Pena. Take the port ramp behind Spook. We'll join up ahead of the Daedalus and then it'll be a walk in the park."

The Yellow shirted airman gave Will the thumbs up and in return Will saluted sharply. Throttle settings to full combat, he watched the guidance lights click down one at a time. Red, three yellows and green. Brakes off and the 302 shot out of the hangar at waht felt like to Will hyperspeed. In moments he was clear and hailed the Bridge. "Ace one to bridge, clear. As soon as the wing is aloft, proceeding to rendezvous."

[/spoiler]

"Thank you there reverend, appreciate that." Will said with sincerety.


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Not even breaking for a beat, Stephen leaned out of his seat. "Give them hell Admiral." he checked himself. "Sorry Bob, but I mean it."

"Any message you want me to give em, if I should get up close and personal Stephen?"

"No sir...ah yes sir. Tell them...tell them 'no hard feelings fella's but you have to go'"

"Will do. Ace out."


((OOC once you have cleared the Daedalus, all 302 postings will be in the SG1 LA thread))

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Firebucket shrugged. "I think we can let it slide just this once, seeing as how your statement is almost accurate, as if our enemies are unrepentant of their mortal sins when they die, Hell is exactly where they will be going."

RogueRanger
January 18th, 2011, 08:36 PM
*radio*

"Daedalus, this is Hammond, we have a fire in engineering three please stand by to asssist."

mad_gater
January 18th, 2011, 09:16 PM
*radio*

"Daedalus, this is Hammond, we have a fire in engineering three please stand by to asssist."

{Rev. FR. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Oh dear God please let everyone be evacuated safely," said Firebucket, making the sign of the cross at that announcement.

RogueRanger
January 18th, 2011, 09:55 PM
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William followed the deck crewmans hand instructions, watching the brightly coloured batons and lining his craft up on the centre line of the starboard side ramp. He concentrated on his movements, the techs did in fact repair the throttle, now it was simply firm, as he liked it. "Stand by kids. Sian to tell you the truth, I have no idea if there is a plan 'B'. " He hit the brakes hard as the 302 straightened up to the line. "Tank, Pena. Take the port ramp behind Spook. We'll join up ahead of the Daedalus and then it'll be a walk in the park."

The Yellow shirted airman gave Will the thumbs up and in return Will saluted sharply. Throttle settings to full combat, he watched the guidance lights click down one at a time. Red, three yellows and green. Brakes off and the 302 shot out of the hangar at waht felt like to Will hyperspeed. In moments he was clear and hailed the Bridge. "Ace one to bridge, clear. As soon as the wing is aloft, proceeding to rendezvous."



"Thank you there reverend, appreciate that." Will said with sincerety.


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Not even breaking for a beat, Stephen leaned out of his seat. "Give them hell Admiral." he checked himself. "Sorry Bob, but I mean it."

"Any message you want me to give em, if I should get up close and personal Stephen?"

"No sir...ah yes sir. Tell them...tell them 'no hard feelings fella's but you have to go'"

"Will do. Ace out."


((OOC once you have cleared the Daedalus, all 302 postings will be in the SG1 LA thread))


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Ange gun her throttle as her yellowshirt moved her little ship to her takeoff mark, she held the brake pedal down hard and nodded to the man outside to her right. "Red Echo flight we have the ball five by five, Tank, Oneshot on my arse boys." She laughed as she released and shot out of the Daedalus like a missile. It was so good to be back in the inky black off space, her playground and she laughed again as she watched the beautiful stars. The Admiral was just off to her starboard beam, she'd hail him as soon as her team ahd joined her and this was a fine day for battle she thought.

Rudy Pena
January 19th, 2011, 02:58 PM
{Major Pena}


"Wilco Sir." Major Pena heads up the port Ramp and puts a Cuban cigar in his flight jacket for when the battle is over while getting into Ms Cleo. He also puts on his CVC helemt and radio's the commo people for a radio check. Once the flight deck crew gives the green light, he pushed the the throttle up to a quarter power to launch off the flight deck.

Soon tank joins him in space and radios him "Delta 302 Tango, form up on my left while we go join the rest of the squadron, Over."

((OOC Delta means Daedalus and tango means Tank.))

RogueRanger
January 19th, 2011, 04:47 PM
((OOC as the Admiral has commanded and so we shall obey, once you have cleared for take-off here in this thread, all your further posts for the 302's will be in this thread. http://forum.gateworld.net/showthread.php?77889-Stargate-New-Seasons-SG1-Resurgence-Season-11-SG1-and-SG3-LA-mission-one/page7 )))

Princess Awinita
January 19th, 2011, 06:59 PM
http://i811.photobucket.com/albums/zz37/melanieoz/My%20Sigs%20and%20stuff/AdmiralMacGregor.jpg

William followed the deck crewmans hand instructions, watching the brightly coloured batons and lining his craft up on the centre line of the starboard side ramp. He concentrated on his movements, the techs did in fact repair the throttle, now it was simply firm, as he liked it. "Stand by kids. Sian to tell you the truth, I have no idea if there is a plan 'B'. " He hit the brakes hard as the 302 straightened up to the line. "Tank, Pena. Take the port ramp behind Spook. We'll join up ahead of the Daedalus and then it'll be a walk in the park."

The Yellow shirted airman gave Will the thumbs up and in return Will saluted sharply. Throttle settings to full combat, he watched the guidance lights click down one at a time. Red, three yellows and green. Brakes off and the 302 shot out of the hangar at waht felt like to Will hyperspeed. In moments he was clear and hailed the Bridge. "Ace one to bridge, clear. As soon as the wing is aloft, proceeding to rendezvous."


{Figment} {Sian} {Sung}

Rufis smiled to himself, yeah, he must have been a figment of Spooks imagination, he heard the Admirals call to a rally point just ahead of the Daedalus, He keyed a isolated channel to Sian, "Good luck, Sister, you will need it." He said.

"True, Brother, and to you as well." Sian replied.

"[COLOR=magenta]What about Sung?" Rufis asked her.

"Pray that the enemy flees her wrath" Sian replied, Sung nearly took down JJ in words alone, but the young man bounced back without a scar. Rufis smiled.

To the Admiral Sian replied. "If plan A goes out the door, Plan B wont be too far behind." She said, waiting as she too was given rthe green to go, the lights ticked off. and when the all clear light went off, she took ot space.

mad_gater
January 20th, 2011, 12:47 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Turning back to the tac console to get a look at his charges, he noticed the extraordinarily high amount of comms traffic between certain ill-disciplined pilots. Opening a channel he said: "This is Rev. Col. Sheen to all birds. First and final warning. Keep the chatter to a minimum. We can't afford to lose focus on this mission guys. Because I'd like for you all to come back to us in one piece."

((OOC - will be cross-posted to "mission one" thread ))

mad_gater
January 20th, 2011, 03:16 PM
{Col. Caldwell} NPC



{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Firebucket shrugged. "I think we can let it slide just this once, seeing as how your statement is almost accurate, as if our enemies are unrepentant of their mortal sins when they die, Hell is exactly where they will be going."

Caldwell chuckled. "You're probably right about about that one, Bob."


*radio*

"Daedalus, this is Hammond, we have a fire in engineering three please stand by to asssist."

Resisting the urge to curse in front of the erstwhile chaplain, Caldwell opened a shipwide channel: "All hands this is Col. Caldwell! The Hammond has a fire in their engineering section! Stand by to assist when I give the signal!"

To the navigator he ordered: "Move us in closer to the Hammond for quicker evac!"


{Rev. FR. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Oh dear God please let everyone be evacuated safely," said Firebucket, making the sign of the cross at that announcement.

After giving his orders, Caldwell sighed. "From your mouth to God's ears, my friend."

mad_gater
January 22nd, 2011, 02:26 PM
{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Turning back to Caldwell after communicating with the pilots, Firebucket said: "Sorry, sir, if I disrupted their simulation, but I felt they needed some encouragement and after what nearly happened with Tank being a dunce and Starbreaker's response to Tank nearly mowing her down, a good tonguelashing. Seriously, do they even know the meaning of the word 'discipline?' Again I apologize. I'm a bit out of practice after all as my time as second seat was some time ago. I also hope we aren't too late to assist those caught in the fire."

puddlejumperOZ
January 24th, 2011, 07:41 PM
<Bridge>

{Random technician} NPC

"Colonel Caldwell sir, I've isolated the Hammond's fire sir, it appears to be coming from engineering level three sir."

puddlejumperOZ
January 26th, 2011, 07:24 PM
*radio from the Admiral*

“Stephen, get Maria to check on your 302's I think there should be at least two serviceable, we'll send Hudson to you once you've confirmed. Oh and Bob, see if you can dig up SG4's surveillance reports on the LA's strengths for me please.”


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Stargate Atlantis Girl
January 26th, 2011, 08:13 PM
29026

"Hudson, this is Major Aguayo, you should land here on the deadulus, we have a spare 302 here for you." Maria said in a radio transmistion.

RogueRanger
January 26th, 2011, 09:00 PM
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"Copy that Major, aborting landing turn now, be there in a jiffy and thank you ma'am."

Swinging up and over Bill handled his crippled bird with difficulty, this would be hard. He lined up 3,000 metres ahead of the Daedalus and called urgently. "Daedalus Actual, this is Lieutenant Bill Hudson USN, request urgent landing pattern Colonel I may be coming in hot sir."

mad_gater
January 27th, 2011, 02:08 PM
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"Copy that Major, aborting landing turn now, be there in a jiffy and thank you ma'am."

Swinging up and over Bill handled his crippled bird with difficulty, this would be hard. He lined up 3,000 metres ahead of the Daedalus and called urgently. "Daedalus Actual, this is Lieutenant Bill Hudson USN, request urgent landing pattern Colonel I may be coming in hot sir."

{Col. Caldwell}



"Roger that," said Caldwell, replying to the tech about the Hammond fire. "Major Hustings," said Caldwell, now speaking over comms with the flight deck LSO. "Prep the flight deck for an emergency landing. We've got Hudson coming in hot and he'll need a spare bird. Have it ready by the time he gets out of his bird."

{Major Hustings}

"Roger that your lordship," said Hustings with amusement, taking after his character with the same name in the old classic movie "Little Lord Fauntleroy," knowing he'd get an eyeroll from Caldwell and chuckling when he got it.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Hudson, Daedalus actual," said Firebucket. "We're prepping the flight deck now and readying a spare. Firebucket out." Having heard the news that the HALON system had been activated on the Hammond, Firebucket sighed. Father, into your hands I commend the spirits of whoever was in that section when the system activated, prayed Firebucket fervently. "Sir," said Firebucket, speaking to Caldwell. "I'm getting the distinct hunch that that fire was no accident," said Firebucket worriedly.

{Col. Caldwell}

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"I'm getting the same hunch, Bob," said Caldwell, sighing.

puddlejumperOZ
January 30th, 2011, 05:28 PM
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"Copy that Major Marks, signal the SGC we're running in with the first strike now. Stephen did you copy that?"


((OOC RE: LA mission posts))

mad_gater
January 31st, 2011, 03:09 PM
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"Copy that Major Marks, signal the SGC we're running in with the first strike now. Stephen did you copy that?"


((OOC RE: LA mission posts))

{Col. Caldwell}

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"Copy that, Will," said Caldwell.

{1st Lt. William Hudson USMC}

((OOC - only subbing for now until someone permanent can be found to take Hudson))

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"Roger that, Firebucket. Coming in for emergency landing now. Be advised I'm coming in on fumes." Hudson carefully landed his bird in the Daedalus's flight deck, wincing when his belly scraped its floor. Not bad for a landing with no fuel, thought Hudson.

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

Seeing Legs's 2 wingmen get taken out and herself having to eject when her bird got hit, Firebucket offered up a prayer that she would be OK and one for the souls of her wingmen. "Major Hustings, please inform Lt. Hudson that McFearson's wingmen have been taken out and that she herself has been shot down and forced to eject."


{Major Hustings, Flight Deck LSO, USS Daedalus}

"Roger that, Rev," said Hustings. Seeing Hudson's rough landing, Major Hustings immediately went and escorted Hudson over to the spare bird while telling him the bad news and ordering his people to get working on that fighter.

{1st Lt. William Hudson, USMC}

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Upon hearing the news about Legs and her wingmen, Bill was filled with rage again. I hope she's OK,And I sure as heck am gonna make those LA *******s pay in blood for shooting her down. he thought. One confirmation signal from Hustings and he was back in the black again, still fuming, which he then channeled into a very cold calm, the kind of calm like on a deadly snake prepared to strike. "This is Hudson reporting clear from Daedalus flight deck. Thanks for the loaner guys. I'll try to bring her back in one piece. Now to make those bloody LA pieces of crap pay for shooting up her bird and forcing her to eject and land."

mad_gater
January 31st, 2011, 07:14 PM
{Col. Caldwell}

"Copy that, Hudson, and good hunting," said Caldwell.

mad_gater
February 2nd, 2011, 12:08 PM
{Col. Caldwell}

"Caldwell to flight deck. Hustings! Time to prep for another emergency landing! Pena's coming in hot!" ordered Caldwell.

{Major Hustings, Daedalus flight deck LSO}

"Copy that, sir," said Hustings. "All right you deck grunts! We've got another one coming in hot! Prep for emergency landing!" ordered Hustings to his deck workers.

RogueRanger
February 2nd, 2011, 07:38 PM
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Rudy guided his wounded bird in with finesse, as best as he could. At the his best wasn't quite good enough as his gear collapsed and the 302 went sprawling across side ways and slammed into the safety wall, he slumped forward into his hud, as his seat anchorages gave way. He wasn't dead though yet, just unconscious. Safety crews were over him in minutes dousing the 302 with foam and taking the wounded pilot out to safety. he would spend some time in medbay, oblivious to the drama unfolding around him.

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*Radio*

"Tauri ships, this is Ishta of the Free Jaffa. We are observing upon our scanners you seem to be engaged in a battle with the hated Lucian. Our task was to eradicate that base, if you require assistance in this, we are thirty of your minutes away...if you can hold for that long."


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mad_gater
February 2nd, 2011, 08:34 PM
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Rudy guided his wounded bird in with finesse, as best as he could. At the his best wasn't quite good enough as his gear collapsed and the 302 went sprawling across side ways and slammed into the safety wall, he slumped forward into his hud, as his seat anchorages gave way. He wasn't dead though yet, just unconscious. Safety crews were over him in minutes dousing the 302 with foam and taking the wounded pilot out to safety. he would spend some time in medbay, oblivious to the drama unfolding around him.

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*Radio*

"Tauri ships, this is Ishta of the Free Jaffa. We are observing upon our scanners you seem to be engaged in a battle with the hated Lucian. Our task was to eradicate that base, if you require assistance in this, we are thirty of your minutes away...if you can hold for that long."


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{Col. Caldwell}

"Thank you Ish'ta. We appreciate any assistance you can offer. I think we can manage to hold out for 30 min. Us Tau'ri are a tough and persistent lot, a trait that as you recall served us well in causing us to be a collective pain in the Goa'uld's mik'ta. But hurry, please. I fear that the odds might be too great. Caldwell out."

RogueRanger
February 2nd, 2011, 09:39 PM
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A low chuckle could be heard on the other end. "Who is it I am speaking to? Perhaps we might have some long deliberations on Tauri...toughness."

mad_gater
February 2nd, 2011, 10:07 PM
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A low chuckle could be heard on the other end. "Who is it I am speaking to? Perhaps we might have some long deliberations on Tauri...toughness."

{Col. Caldwell}

Chuckling, Caldwell said: "This is Col. Stephen Caldwell in command of the USS Daedalus. I thought you liked our unique combination of stubbornness and dumb luck, Ish'ta. At any rate, could you set up your gliders to transmit a signal so our sensors can distinguish between friend and foe? Although be advised the enemy is using jammers and our pilots may become confused anyway as their jamming field is affecting our instruments severely."

RogueRanger
February 3rd, 2011, 09:34 PM
*radio*
{Col. Cam Mtchell} NPC

"Hammond, Deadalus we are a go, kill these mutha's in minus five minutes"

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"That will not be necessary Colonel Caldwell, we have reconfigured our gliders so they look more like your small craft and they also are re-coloured a very very dark grey. I will look forward to engaging with your stubborness. Arrival in fifteen of your minutes, Ishta out."

Princess Awinita
February 5th, 2011, 01:09 PM
{Sian}

On her raido Sian spoke first in her native Chinese before speaking in English. "This is Jade Three coming in hot, and barely there. I can land, if I am all clear and nothing but open deck!" She swore something as sparks flew from the control panel and her targeting screen went dead and burned her right arm. She managed to pat it out, but it stung like heck. She heard the Reverend speak of a gut feeling, so she asked to Caldwell. "Permission to SFK sir?" Once she landed, she planned of seeking out a possible mole, and lastly, keeping that mole before any damaged to the Daedalus was to happen.

mad_gater
February 5th, 2011, 02:26 PM
{Sian}

On her raido Sian spoke first in her native Chinese before speaking in English. "This is Jade Three coming in hot, and barely there. I can land, if I am all clear and nothing but open deck!" She swore something as sparks flew from the control panel and her targeting screen went dead and burned her right arm. She managed to pat it out, but it stung like heck. She heard the Reverend speak of a gut feeling, so she asked to Caldwell. "Permission to SFK sir?" Once she landed, she planned of seeking out a possible mole, and lastly, keeping that mole before any damaged to the Daedalus was to happen.

{Col. Caldwell}

"Permission to go mole hunting granted, Sian, provided you take the Rev. with you, as he has certain, erm, talents that might be helpful," said Caldwell.

RogueRanger
February 6th, 2011, 08:37 PM
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"Daealus actual, this is Echo one, all chicks safe ready for the roost. Tank, you have the lead. Oneshot, I'll follow you."


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"Tauri Commanders, I will be in your vector in minus five minutes."

mad_gater
February 6th, 2011, 09:53 PM
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"Daealus actual, this is Echo one, all chicks safe ready for the roost. Tank, you have the lead. Oneshot, I'll follow you."


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"Tauri Commanders, I will be in your vector in minus five minutes."

{Rev. Fr. Lt. Col. Robert "Firebucket" Sheen}

"Copy that Spook. A lot of good people bought it when this mission went pear-shaped. I'll get ready to have a Mass said for all those brave souls and for the ones who landed planet side for their safe return. This Mass will be after the completion of this mission and I'll ask Caldwell if it's OK for me to step down off the bridge for now and hold a penance service for all of you in preparation for the Mass," said Firebucket.

{Col. Caldwell}

"Copy that, Ish'ta. Thanks for helping with this battle and if you've got time maybe we can pool resources to flush out any shol'vah we might have amongst both our vessels. And I'm sure Teal'c is fine. Heck even in his advanced years he'll probably outlive all of us. Caldwell out.," said Caldwell, chuckling at that last part. "Yeah Bob, everything's peachy here. You go set up your penance service," said Caldwell to Firebucket, sighing at the loss of so many brave soldiers.

Col.Foley
February 8th, 2011, 12:07 AM
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"Daedelus Daedelus, this is Tank, requessting permission to land for me and the rest of the flight."

mad_gater
February 8th, 2011, 07:47 AM
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"Daedelus Daedelus, this is Tank, requessting permission to land for me and the rest of the flight."

{Col. Caldwell}

"Clearance granted, Tank. Please inform your flight that Col. Sheen is setting up a penance service for any who wish to attend. Our fallen comrades will also be remembered and after this mission is over with will be honored at a Mass," said Caldwell.