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**Northern Girl** · 24 March 2008, 01:20 AM

Originally posted by Atlantean_Fan View Post

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Her tray full, Delen searched with her eyes for a place to sit. There was one nearby where a woman seemed to be working on her own. Now used to the idea of having a shadow, Delen went straight to the spot she had found and arriving at the desired table she asked in a polite tone. "Hello, could I take this seat?" Her accent was clearly alien as were her garments.

Delen - Aran Refugee - Random SF

“Uh what?” Carrie lifted her eyes from the screen and frowned, but made a motion with her hand towards the seat across the table.
“Hi, yeah, sure… Have a seat…” and then turned her attention back to the reading.

Carrie kept sipping on her coffee as she continued to scroll through the pages, altering the search terms and words as the time passed, being even more frustrated then before she started; finally pushing the laptop away and just sat there, feeling… empty and useless… Knowing she’d obviously missed something, but for the moment unable to put the finger on it.

She shot a glance across the table towards the other woman eating her breakfast, then at the SF and then back to the woman, giving her an embarrassed grin.
“I know we met down in the Infirmary yesterday. I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I can’t recollect your name?"

**Atlantean_Fan** · 24 March 2008, 07:33 PM

After Carrie's hand motion, Delen took the offered seat and started to enjoy her meal. Food was a gift that had been scarce since Hera's attack after which they were all around the place. She also didn't want to bother the other woman since she seemed to be absorbed by her work and Delen herself had very little patience when someone disturbed her while working back at home. Out of respect, the Aran woman kept herself silent as she ate.

Few minutes after she was done with her meal and ready to leave, the other occupant of the table turned her attention back to Delen. "I was the one who was probably the most impolite one yesterday. Delen Treisa. It's just that I have some experience in the medical area and the procedure was just well known to me. Though I must confess I'm more used to be on your position than mine in such situations. I mean, be the one doing the explaining part, not hearing it. I apologize for my earlier behavior." Delen offered her apology with great embarrassment and again too many words. What was with this woman that made her such a talkative person? She wasn't one to indulge herself in such behaviors. That was an attitude typical of Gena who couldn't control her speeches.

Delen - Aran Refugee

**max_omega** · 24 March 2008, 07:47 PM

John looked over at Larry, he looked like he was finishing up his food, "If everyone is finished eating, we can head to the armory and pick up our gear. They should have it all ready."

Larry took the last bite of his food, "All done sir," he smiled as he took a drink of his coffee. "So what all do you have planned, you must at least have a rough sketch already set up in your mind?"

"Well yes I do, I can tell you we aren't going to use anything that doesn't come standard in an off world kit." John said, "Plus you guys can be resourceful, using things around you."

Larry looked at John, "You have something else up your sleeve, Major."

John just smiled at Larry, "Well if everyone else is done, lets head to the armory." He said standing up and taking his tray and Larrys over to the disposal. He stood behind his chair and leaned on it for a seocnd waiting for the rest of his team to finish up than head out. "This is going to be guys and gal." John added as a second thought.

<John and Larry to Armory>

**Atlantean_Fan** · 24 March 2008, 07:58 PM

Originally posted by max_omega View Post

"That may be very useful, thank you doctor." John said, than looked at the team, "As soon as we all have time to finish up, we will head out." He glanced at Captain Hutchinson and grinned.

"Even at full strength an intar won't kill a person. Its standard operating procedure to train with intars, so there shouldn't be any possible for some one to get hurt, unless they get into hand to hand combat. Plus we will be using zats, and it you get hit don't get hit again." John said. "Besides the main surprise will be in the beginning, I plan on making lets just say a big bang when we get out there, set a trap."

"My pleasure." Mohinder replied politely, then took the last sip of his tea. "I already arranged what I think will be necessary for me in here." He tapped the backpack that hung at the chair behind his back. "Except for any military related items." He explained though he thought that part was a given due to his civilian status. It's always better not to let things implied.

Originally posted by Stargate78fan View Post

"Yeah I know everybody misses something, Dr. Suresh," Astra said gently. "You know I've always been fascinated by Elves and I've seen drawings of what their bows are supposed to look like, something like that would be cool and fun. I'm sure there's some references in the Base library," she said, blushing a little, feeling kind of like a geek. She grinned.

"I haven't been to Foreston or heard much about it," Astra confessed. "So what's it like?" She asked Mohinder. "It sounds like a small country town."

"Well that's really reassuring about the intars, Major," Astra said with her eyebrow raised. "I don't mind using zats and prefer those," she admitted. "Is that a big badda boom or just boom?"

Mohinder knew all too well that feeling of lack and decided not to dwell further in that aspect of their conversation. The Elven reference reminded him of The Lord of The Rings. He grinned at the memory it brought. "Tolkien fan too, I suppose? The Elven Race always fascinated me as a child. It's an interesting idea to follow." He said and then fell back to his memories of when he gained that book and read it for the first time. Now it was lost, existing only in his memory, just like so many other things.

"That's actually a good comparison. It's just like a small country town. The people were always nice and everyone knows everyone else." Mohinder explained his take on Foreston. Though his time there was spent more in seclusion than amongst the town's population, them knowing he lived in the vicinity of the town instead of the base had granted him a warm welcome whenever he went to town.

"I also prefer zats or a small weapon of any kind. They're just easier to manage overall." He said agreeing once again with Astra. He started to notice he was doing that a lot since he took his seat at the SG-4 table. His relationship with Astra seemed to him the one that'd be the smoothest one amongst all members of SG-4. Maybe the fact they were both civilians help in that respect.

As Mohinder heard Ezekiel's voice, he quickly stood up, hung his backpack on his left shoulder, collected the items in his tray and took it to the appropriate disposal location. Upon returning to the table, Mohinder waited for everyone to gather and then followed the team to the Armory.

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**Stargate78fan** · 24 March 2008, 08:26 PM

"My grandmother told me stories about the Elven race. I've done some research into whatever I could find like their language and stuff, but there isn't a whole lot out there. There was also a lot of arguements amongst scholars if they really exited and about their language," Astra said grinning, really enjoying her conversation with Mohinder.

"I am a Tolkien fan. I only ever saw the movies, not read the books. The second movie was my fave," Astra said. "I'm not to keen on using P90s and 9m," Astra told Mohinder.

"Not unless you'd be happy to give me some extra lessons, Major?" Astra asked John.

Once she'd finished Astra headed to the armory with her team.

<<to armory>>

**Northern Girl** · 25 March 2008, 01:41 AM

Originally posted by Atlantean_Fan View Post

"I was the one who was probably the most impolite one yesterday. Delen Treisa. It's just that I have some experience in the medical area and the procedure was just well known to me. Though I must confess I'm more used to be on your position than mine in such situations. I mean, be the one doing the explaining part, not hearing it. I apologize for my earlier behavior."

Delen - Aran Refugee

“That’s ok Delen” Carrie shrugged and sipped on her coffee “during the circumstances you’re definitely excused, and believe me, you don’t want me on the receiving end, medical staff are known to be the worst patients, right?”
She grinned and leaned forward, placed her now empty mug beside the lap top, placed her elbows on the table and supported her chin on her folded hands.
“So tell me; what kind of medical experience do you have?”

After the latest events in the Infirmary, she figured that any kind of experienced personal would be appreciated, and asking didn’t hurt, did it?

**Ryn** · 25 March 2008, 01:52 AM

Originally posted by Ratbaby07 View Post

<<From Quarters>>

Temperance smiled tentatively in passing to several familiar faces as she made her way across the mess hall. She approached the counter with a mild sense of excitement, always eager to see what new local fruit was available. It was one of the little things that never failed to brightened her day. When she left she had several pieces of strange fruit, an egg and two strips of guilt-inducing bacon. Temperance wavered for a moment between coffee and tea but eventually opted for a cup of the first, sweetened liberally.

Rather than leaving the mess to dine in her own quarters as she usually did, Temperance settled at an empty table close to those that were already occupied. She wasn’t going to intrude on anyone’s conversation or solitude, but she was determined to be at least a little social.

Ryn had stuck around in the corridor, determined to find someone to talk to. There was no way she was going to spend this Sunday on her own with nothing to do. So, the minute she saw a more familiar face go into the mess (after several other people left), Ryn followed her. After taking a cup of tea from the counter (which earned her a funny look since she'd just eaten, but she'd ignored that anyway), Ryn joined Temperance at her table.

"Hi. We met last night, yeah, in the Armory? I think it'll take me forever to get your name right, though." Ryn said, a little awkwardly, though her main attitude was just being friendly. "I know it starts with edge, but from there, I can't remember. I'm sorry."

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

A few tables further away, David sighed. He noted all the eye-rolls directed at him, wincing inside. There was no way he was going to win this argument, so he conceded to their points of view.

"Alright, fine, guys, have it your way. Brand me as naive, but I still think it's the right way to go ... Anyway, Tribune. How do you like it here?" He asked, trying to change the subject this way, and still very much interested in the man and his heritage and culture.
When Lt Davis asked to study their records, he also was interested.

**Jynjyr** · 25 March 2008, 03:37 AM

Originally posted by SilverRider View Post

Spoiler:

Gaius tossed Sharp a look that said, 'don't you tell your people anything' and answered, puzzled, "Your people have had a team of scholars with us for months. Most of our records have been converted to your systems. I guess we're a well kept secret."
He shrugged at that and continued, "Hera isn't the last, she's just the most powerful. There is also Minerva, Vesta, Neptune and Ceres. Saturn broke away when he took his old name of Kronos. The Jaffa say he's been defeated as well."

Kym nodded confirmation, "Yep. SG1 did him in. Got us a sweet mothership out of it, for a while. I'd have to look up what finally happened to it."

Gaius explained again to Williams, who had missed it the first time, "We've been here less than a day, doctor. I do say, it's nicer being a guest than a prisoner." He lightly nudged Kym, his erstwhile captor. "We brought some Aran refugees who escaped from Hera."

cross ref to Roman/Greek names

**Atlantean_Fan** · 25 March 2008, 10:34 AM

Originally posted by Northern Girl View Post

“That’s ok Delen” Carrie shrugged and sipped on her coffee “during the circumstances you’re definitely excused, and believe me, you don’t want me on the receiving end, medical staff are known to be the worst patients, right?”
She grinned and leaned forward, placed her now empty mug beside the lap top, placed her elbows on the table and supported her chin on her folded hands.
“So tell me; what kind of medical experience do you have?”

After the latest events in the Infirmary, she figured that any kind of experienced personal would be appreciated, and asking didn’t hurt, did it?

"That's a certain truth. We tend to be difficult when in need. I guess too much knowledge in such cases can be harmful." She said and let a grin out too. It took way too short a time for Delen to resume her strict semblance again.

"General practitioner. All doctors on Ara do a little of everything. It's the way we are taught the craft. I have a good knowledge of Aran herbal medicines though. I guess you would call it a especiality?" She answered trying to make herself be fully understood. Cultural differences could be a problem sometimes.

Delen - Aran Refugee

**Ratbaby07** · 25 March 2008, 04:20 PM

Temperance looked up, mildly surprised to see someone she’d passed going the other direction in the hall sit across from her. She smiled at the other woman, though, pleased to have company. “Don’t worry about it,” she said, gesturing vaguely with her fork. “It’s Temperance. Most people don’t remember it right away.” She gave an embarrassed little laugh, poking at her alien blueberries, “I guess it’s a little outdated. Mum was…artistic. And you’re Sergeant, erm…” She trailed off afraid to insult the redhead with a mispronunciation.

**SilverRider** · 25 March 2008, 09:28 PM

Originally posted by Jynjyr View Post

Spoiler:

Claire snickered at the look Gaius gave Sharp, seeing the Colonel shoot her a glare, she smartly kept her face straight, "If I have come across them I may have overlooked them. By thinking they are part of the records already on the computer from earth," she gave a apologizing smile, "I'll give them a re-read when I get a chance" she promised, if she was going to be hanging around the base she might as well as start with them, make something of her time around the base worth while.

She looked over at Kym when the captain spoke up, nodded, "I heard something along those lines. That it had something to do with the original SG1."

When Gauis mentioned the prisoner to guest comment something clicked in her head, "I know know where I seen you," she looked at him, "you looked familiar but I really couldn't pin-point from where."

((Will make a Sharp post as ASAP guys. I'm really at a loss on what to say with him))

**TDgamer** · 26 March 2008, 03:28 AM

Lietenant Gabriel Michaels stood up and headed to his quarters. A plan was already formulating in his mind, but some details had to be worked out. He had a fairly good idea as to how he would get on a team by the end of the day.

<<To Quarters>>

**Northern Girl** · 26 March 2008, 07:02 AM

Originally posted by Atlantean_Fan View Post

"General practitioner. All doctors on Ara do a little of everything. It's the way we are taught the craft. I have a good knowledge of Aran herbal medicines though. I guess you would call it a especiality?" She answered trying to make herself be fully understood. Cultural differences could be a problem sometimes.

Delen - Aran Refugee

“Wow…” Carrie was all she could say, a bit baffled about the occupation of the refugee. When she’d asked, she’d hoped for at least an orderly, maybe, just maybe having some hope of her being a nurse, but a GP? Someone with some sort of a medical degree? That was unexpected to say the least.
‘Herbs? Ooookaaay…’ “Um… yeah, I guess you can call it that…” Carrie finished off her juice to gather her thoughts before continuing, feeling her just newly gained hope slowly fade away.

“Sooo, how do you become a specialist in herbs then?” The politeness and the curiosity kicked in, though the doubt was still there.
“As an example, where I come from, we do about 5 years in medical school, then 2 years under close supervision, like an apprenticeship to get our medical degree and then up to another 5 years depending on what kind of specialist you want to become… Is your equivalent of our education anything like that…?”

**Ryn** · 26 March 2008, 10:45 AM

Originally posted by Ratbaby07 View Post

Temperance looked up, mildly surprised to see someone she’d passed going the other direction in the hall sit across from her. She smiled at the other woman, though, pleased to have company. “Don’t worry about it,” she said, gesturing vaguely with her fork. “It’s Temperance. Most people don’t remember it right away.” She gave an embarrassed little laugh, poking at her alien blueberries, “I guess it’s a little outdated. Mum was…artistic. And you’re Sergeant, erm…” She trailed off afraid to insult the redhead with a mispronunciation.

"Chikozu," Ryn added hastily. Pronouncing her name carefully, she said, "Gunnery Sergeant Ryn Chikozu. Call me Ryn, though. May I call you Temp?" It was asked a little awkwardly, and Ryn fell short of thinking up other subjects of conversation after that. Her mind raced though she couldn't. There was just nothing in common here, except the previous night.
Deciding to just tell the truth, Ryn continued, "Um. I'm kinda .... new. Was just .... looking for companions. My team is busy, I won't disturb them, so um. I'm looking for something to do." She said, awkwardness almost radiating from her. Her gaze had gone to Tyler when she spoke about her team.

**Ratbaby07** · 27 March 2008, 09:37 AM

“Chikozu,” Temperance repeated carefully, making certain that she wouldn’t mistake the name again. Temperance smiled at the other woman’s nervousness. She was used to the roles being reversed in situations like these, but she took it in stride. “Alright then Ryn, you’re welcome to shorten ‘Temperance’ if you like.”

At Ryn’s awkward admission Temperance felt her eyebrows raise ever-so-slightly. New? She mentally shrugged it off and followed the other woman’s gaze, her eyes alighting on Captain Tyler and the Roman. “Ah, entertaining guests?” she guessed. The Romans were as fascinating to her as they were to the next anthropologist, but for the moment she was content to observe them from a distance.

Her gaze lingered on the foreign man for a moment before she turned back to Ryn. “Well, I don’t know if it would interest you at all, but I had hoped to work on translating the inscription on a figure I found in the backlog from Earth. I may have to surrender my pride and drop by the linguistic lab though. Languages aren’t my sharpest skill…”

Temperance rather doubted that it would pique the other woman’s interest. Military types weren’t usually all that in to studying archaeological finds.

“It’s not exactly pressing though,” she admitted, nibbling an odd green fruit. “Did you have plans for the day?”

(((OOC: I don’t know how much of Ryn’s background Temperance would know, though I’d guess very little. Sorry if there’s something she should know that she doesn’t. )))

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