Stargate New Seasons ~ Atlantis ~ Reclamation ~ Season 6 RPG

[Isolde]

<Atlantis Jumper Bay>

{Dr. Jennifer Keller} - {NPC}

As she cleared the bay doors, Jennifer smiled at Lorne, and then headed straight for the medical equipment stowed in the rear of the jumper. Grabbing the clipboard from the sergeant busy perusing it, she ran her gaze down the list attached to it. A neat line of ticks established the contents had been placed where she wanted, and she gave it back to the soldier. "Nice work, Grayson," she said, and patted the boxes, pleased.

"Yes, thank you, ma'am." The sergeant gave her a sharp nod of acknowledgment, and took back the board. "There's nothing else you need, Doc?"

She shook her head, even as she examined the labels. "No, you've got it all." Looking across at Lorne, she said, "I'm ready when you are, Evan."

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<Atlantis Control>

{Richard Woolsey} NPC

Initiating his coms, Richard looked over the railing and waited for the Jumper to appear in front of the gate. MX6-45U Bakun, he had memorised the address, he had hoped it wasn't his downfall. "Major Lorne, whenever you're ready you have a go and godspeed to all of you. Bring them back."

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<USS Apollo>

{Captain Adam West USAF} NPC

The transit had been swift and the Atlantis ship arrived over the muddy red-brown planet in quick time, the Systems officer, now acting XO looked out over the large expanse on the view below. "I sure don't know why Larrin picked this waste hole for re-supply Major." He said in his slow Texas drawl. A beeping sounded on his display. "We're being hailed...it's her."

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<Atlantis Jumper Bay>

{Major Evan Lorne}
{Lt. Lyall Benedict}

Evan gave Keller a small smile and gestured towards the seat next to him, the Marines and Lieutenant Benedict filing in behind the doctor and taking up their seats, Lyall behind the Major and the Sergeant next to him.

Thinking the rear hatch shut, the soft sound of hydraulics hissing closed informing him that it had been done, Evan tapped a few keys on the dashboard between him and the co-pilot seat, initiating the gate dialing sequence.
The Jumper's low hum raised an octave as the automatic systems kicked in and the Ancient ship lowered through the opening bay door into the Gateroom.
"Don't worry sir. We'll bring them all home." The Major's voice was confident, not because he was just that sure of himself, but because he trusted his people and had no intention whatsoever of leaving anyone behind on that planet.

The light of the Event Horizon shone as bright as ever, lighting the whole shuttle and casting them in blue hues, giving off an underwater feel, just before the Jumper slipped through the Gate and stars flew on all sides.

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<Gateroom>

{NPC}

"Incoming Wraith transmission using our own alogorithms, sir." The voice of the technician boomed across the silent control centre, just as the sound of the event horizon surged into life with a dramatic whoosh. "Relaying... now...!" Fingers flew across the keyboard, amplifying and cleaning the channel, passing it through a non-networked and firewalled computer for display. He knew the drill.

"Do not fire! I repeat. Do. Not. Fire. This is the Second of the one you held captive. I repeat, this is the Second of the one you held captive. I come on a matter of urgency, and with beneficial information."

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<gateroom>

{Chuck}~{Woolsey} NPC's

Woolsey was standing next to Chuck when the transmission came through, tapping his headset lightly he spoke in a firm but commanding manner. "This is Richard Woolsey, commander of the Atlantis expedition. You realise we can't just except that one of your kind would come by for a social visit." He looked over a one of the large screen displays, it showed the image of a small ship, possibly a dart nearby. "A dart..perhaps?" He thought, Richard in a way was expecting this, so he made a decision spontaneously. "Alright then, land on our south east pier, you'll be met and escorted from there."

"Chuck, get a team of Marines down there now, heavily armed. That dart may have drones in his culling module."

"Yes sir." Chuck switched to city broadcast. "Major Thurston, Mr Woolsey would like a team of Marines on pier four now please, fully armed."

"Now we wait, thank you Chuck and see if you can raise the Apollo on sub-space comunications."

"Yes sir."

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{Kenny}

Swift, arrowlike, the dart sped towards Atlantis, guided by Kenny's expert hands, and iron-trap mind. Half-expecting the Lanteans to retaliate at his unwanted presence, he allowed a kernel of surprise to blossom, as a message filtered onto his screen, and a voice sounded in the cockpit.

"Alright then, land on our south east pier, you'll be met and escorted from there."

Banking the little craft, he pointed her nose towards the pier, and burned through the atmosphere, giving her full throttle. The whine of her engines reached through the hull, and Atlantis grew steadily larger, the water around the city covered in caplets.

"Approaching now," the Wraith barked, bringing the dart into position, aligning her sleek form on the surface of the peer.

The canopy disengaged, and Kenny uncurled from the dart, hopping out lightly to be greeted by the rattle of weapons, as they pointed at him.

"Ah," he purred, amused. "I see you have decided to trust me."

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<Atlantis Control Room~Balcony>

{Richard Woolsey} {Chuck} NPC's

The pair of them stood by the railing watching the Wraith dart streak through the atmosphere just above the city and then make it's approach and land. Chuck's mouth was agape and Richard looked at him sideways, he did not see the other man's fascination or cause to show such wonderment. "Something wrong?"

"Ah no sir, but I never cease to be amazed by those things sir, even the sound is unworldly."

"Just remember that Chuck the next time we are ever attacked by them."

"Yes sir."

Woolsey turned and headed back inside, Chuck stood for a moment longer then followed. The scene on the pier was relayed to their large screen displays and voice links from the marine contingent played to them as if it were some sci-fi movie. Woolsey gave a the Wraith a good visual assesment and then spoke to the Major. "Bring him in Thurston and have your men stand down, meet me in my office."

"Yes sir. Stand down, lower your weapons." The grizzled officer barked. To the new arrival he said gruffly. "Follow me." Then proceeded towards the nearest tower and internal transporter, all the while feeling the Wraith's gaze on his back.

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"Have you contacted the Apollo yet?" Woolsey asked.

"Doing it now sir."

"Very well, make sure you do, I'll be in my office and no one is to disturb me."

Chuck was by now at his seat, concentrating on the controls and monitors in front of him, without raising his head he merely replied. "Yes sir." He keyed in the protocols and sent the following sub-space message. "Apollo this is Atlantis, what is your sitrep, is Colonel Sheppard available?"

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{Kenny}

"Bring him in Thurston and have your men stand down, meet me in my office."

"Yes sir. Stand down, lower your weapons."

The Wraith recognised the voice of the human, Woolsey, despite the tinny sound, and met the burly human warrior's hard gaze head on. There was an air of determination about this one, this Thurston, and Kenny cocked his head at an angle, waiting for a further response.

"Follow me."

Seeing no need to dignify such an order with a comment, Kenny fell into step behind the human, his escort in close formation. For all that, he was in one piece, and there had been a moment when he thought he would not survive. Now he was here, all he had to do was convince the humans they needed him as an ally. Kenny couldn't help the chuckle that ran through his frame, which earned him sidelong looks.

Ah, if life could ever be so simple again?

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{Chuck}

Chuck had called the Apollo, but he didn't receive any answer. With growing concern, he opened the subspace communication channel again and repeated the same message.
"Apollo, this is Atlantis, what is you sitrep, is Colonel Sheppard available?"
"Apollo, can you hear me?"
"If they don't answer again I'll have to inform Woolsey..... "

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<Woolsey's Office>

{Richard Woolsey} NPC

Richard had occupied himself with some data on his computer screen when his buzzer sounded. He picked up the internal phone receiver and spoke softly. "I'm sorry doctor, no word as yet. Have you place those children for now?" A female voice on the other end confirmed the Bakun kids had been sent to the Athosian camp and he relaxed. "Very well. I'll inform Doctor Keller when we hear from them." He replaced the phone and pressed his coms. "Chuck as soon as our guest arrives, send him in immdiately thank you."

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{Chuck}

"Err..Sir, we have another problem...." He answered before Woolsey could come back to his business.
"The Apollo is not responding, sir.... I've already tried four times."
The bad news were getting used to come during his turns.

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{Kenny}

Spoiler:

"Bring him in Thurston and have your men stand down, meet me in my office."

"Yes sir. Stand down, lower your weapons."

The Wraith recognised the voice of the human, Woolsey, despite the tinny sound, and met the burly human warrior's hard gaze head on. There was an air of determination about this one, this Thurston, and Kenny cocked his head at an angle, waiting for a further response.

"Follow me."

Seeing no need to dignify such an order with a comment, Kenny fell into step behind the human, his escort in close formation. For all that, he was in one piece, and there had been a moment when he thought he would not survive. Now he was here, all he had to do was convince the humans they needed him as an ally. Kenny couldn't help the chuckle that ran through his frame, which earned him sidelong looks.

Ah, if life could ever be so simple again?

{Major Ruben Thurston USMC} NPC

Thurston remained silent as they entered the transporter, he dismissed his men although they did protest a little. A hand up in their faces was all they needed to obey. The door eased closed with a slight hiss and once on their way he spoke. "When you meet Woolsey, don't hide anything from him. I have an idea what this is about and it'll go a lot swifter if you are not perceived to be hiding anything."

{Chuck}

Spoiler:

"Err..Sir, we have another problem...." He answered before Woolsey could come back to his business.
"The Apollo is not responding, sir.... I've already tried four times."
The bad news were getting used to come during his turns.

{Richard Woolsey} NPC

"Very well Chuck, dial up MX8-447 the Bakun homeworld and try and reach Colonel Sheppard, hopefully someone might hear us that way."

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*message from Apollo*

"Atlantis, Apollo. Reading you clear over. Colonel Sheppard is still on the surface over."

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{Major Ruben Thurston USMC} NPC

Thurston remained silent as they entered the transporter, he dismissed his men although they did protest a little. A hand up in their faces was all they needed to obey. The door eased closed with a slight hiss and once on their way he spoke. "When you meet Woolsey, don't hide anything from him. I have an idea what this is about and it'll go a lot swifter if you are not perceived to be hiding anything."

{Kenny}

The Wraith looked at the human out of the corner of his eye, and gave a soft chuckle. "Major Thurston, I have no intention of prevaricating, as there is nothing for me to hide." He stared then at the doors of the transporter, his mood suddenly bleak. If he could not convince these humans to assist them, then the Alliance was lost, and everything the Old One had striven for with it. He could not voice this to the hostile warrior beside him, and would not, for to do so would be a show despicable weakness.

He was jolted from his thoughts by a flash, and then the transporter doors opened, leading out into a corridor.