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PostPosted: Sat Oct 04, 2014 8:49 pm 
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Nathan was silent as he read the dossier, quietly contemplating their objectives. He wasn't really surprised that the Tok'ra believed one of their agents could somehow still be alive after two century abandoned by itself on some far-flung planet. Little snakey bastards were tough as hell, a fact that had been quite evident on the rare occasions when the SGC got to see them in action.

It didn't surprise Nate much that they wanted their human friends to be the ones running off to look for him, either--tough as the Tok'ra were, they were few in number and had a dozen more important things to run off and do at any given time. The idea of thus getting to be little more than the B-Team running after potential wild gooses wasn't very appealing, but he wasn't about to question it out loud. If a bunch of people who had been fighting this war for centuries and the SGC's leadership both agreed that it was a priority, then it was a priority, especially if they were pulling a member of their top SG team in order to participate.

The RAF officer turned his head up as Ryan voiced his concerns, eyebrows raised as he waited for Hammond to respond before piping in with his own questions about what kind of environment they were gating into this time.


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PostPosted: Sat Oct 04, 2014 9:40 pm 
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Sunny's eyes looked over the document before actually reading it. Then she looked up to listen to the lieutenant colonel. She took in his words and let them sit, ghost hunting. Those two words seemed to drudge up a memory or two. No such thing as a ghost, perhaps a malicious spirit but not a ghost... Ghost implied more than it seemed to, a very deceptive word.

The flow of air being pushed through to the room by the air conditioning system was cool. It swept over Sunny body with ease as she adjusted her weight in the chair. Ghost, ghosts required precision and of course a fatal dose of silence. She took a few moments to study all the faces in the room committing them to memory. Being more familiar faces sometimes came in handy, because someone could always change their name, but a face? That was harder to forget.

She then waited to hear the response that would be due the lieutenant colonel. Interested in hearing any insight that could be provided by it. Rolling her shoulders back, caused a small sound of popping. A small exhale escaped her while she thought on the mission at hand followed by her wife's words, don't do anything stupid. Well... that could be a lot of things, and well one day she'd be able to tell her about all of this, one day. Until then it was one more burden, for this soldier to carry.


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 3:19 pm 
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James read the dossier, and then found his eyes moving back to the name "Zipacna". That was a Mayan god. Well, a demon. A very angry and violent demon.

James tried to recall everything he knew about that mythology, but he hadn't really looked at the Mayan Popol Vuh in years. James seemed to remember something about a collapsing hut, and a death involving a crab and twins, but that was all he could remember about Zipacna without refreshing his memory.

He couldn't believe that Zipacna was real. He was still in a bit of a daze that the entire Stargate program was real. He had caught himself more than once thinking that maybe he was just going crazy.

James heard one of the soldiers speak up and ask Gen. Hammond a question. James glanced around the room at the others before looking up at the General and waiting for the answer.


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 4:07 pm 
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Nodding at the acknowledgement that she wasn’t supposed to be here, Sophie managed to keep the look of complete confusion off her face. ‘Mission’ – No, this was not happening. Missions were not what she was here to do: she was here because she stumbled upon some genetic quirk that happened to be a throwback to some alien ancestry. That was all; missions were reserved for the guys in green with the guns – Not the Biochemist who was quite frankly terrified of the notion of gate travel – what little she understood of what had been explained to her.

Swallowing, she took the dossier and read it through, understanding little to none of its contents. She knew enough to know that the Tok’ra were like the Goa’uld but not really, and that testing in the field was a broad enough term to cover pretty much anything remotely ‘science-y’.

Reading over the team manifest, she decided to try and ascertain who was who. Jackson she’d already clocked upon entering, figuring that meant that guy she had tailed in was Price, Sophie quirked an eyebrow at the term, Observer. That was a loose a term as anything, dredging up her memory she wandered if he was the new archaeologist who found that thing in Peru. Figuring that Namkung was the pretty Korean looking one across the table from her, that left Ryan and Kendall to put faces to.

Glancing over the file again, she listened to the first voice sound out a question. It was fair in her book, hunting someone presumed dead, and lifetime kind of dead at that, seemed a little, silly.

Still, she was in a top secret facility, underneath NORAD, where there existed a piece of alien technology that allowed people, including herself –as unpleasant as that sounded – to be sent hurtling across the galaxy in seconds. Then upon arriving she was going to be hunting for someone that a race of people, who coexisted with an alien worm thing, and lived for hundreds of years, had misplaced. When in context, ghost hunting was really not so weird.

Clearing her throat, Sophie raised a hand, unsure how else to really gain a platform for voicing what she was sure was going to be a stupid question: “Can anyone explain who these people are, I mean in layman’s terms for the non-extra-terrestrial specialised in the room?

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PostPosted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 5:59 pm 
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Hammond wasn't sure where he had expected the questions to come from in this unusual group, if he were honest. Jackson just sat there, his face mildly amused, yet stoic. Kendall had been around the block a few times, so this was nothing he wouldn't have seen before. Was it just him, or did Namkung look like a rabbit in the headlights? A new recruit, she was at least in safe hands.

That left Ryan, Edwards and Price. He expected the questions from Ryan, the team leader, and from Edwards, although her choice of query was a surprise. Price's silence, though...well that was something else. Having only been granted sufficient clearance a handful of days before, Hammond had expected the man to be full of questions.

And yet... silence.

He turned to Ryan. "The Tok'ra are our allies, colonel," he said. "They have their reasons for needing our help, and there are some things that are need to know only." And he didn't need to know. Turning, he addressed Edwards. "You don't know who the Tok'ra are? He paused. "Dr Jackson, why don't you explain, for the benefit of our newcomers?"


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 7:00 pm 
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"The Tok'ra are our allies, colonel," "They have their reasons for needing our help, and there are some things that are need to know only."

So the Tok'ra were again up their alley of secrets or better say the SG team was again put into the dark. Thomas could understand and gave a nod towards the General letting him answer the question of the good doctor. Thomas was surprised to have such a non experience team with exception of Dr.Jackson and Kendall. Thought Kendall only has a few jumps on his name, well better then nothing.

Letting Dr.Jackson explain on who the Tok'ra are, Thomas reviewed the file once more. The area should be clean so light gear for this mission was all what they needed. Thomas looked at the team members, some looked nervous as others looked relaxed. Thomas narrowed his eyes wondering if Edwards did any jumps.

When Jackson was done and silence came to the room, Thomas leans forward looking at the General "General I was wondering what kind of environment are we dealing with? What do we know about these..." he looks at the file "Chimalmat?" trying to pronounce it correctly as he awaits for most likely Kendall to add some questions to his.


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PostPosted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 10:38 pm 
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It was true he was usually the chatterbox in most mission briefings, much to some people's annoyance. Sometimes he even tended to engage in debates with Sam, when their different topics of expertise intersected in strange and fascinating ways. But this time he'd chosen silence and a calm face, if a bit amused. He recognized that the other personnel seated around the long table were less experienced--some were outright inexperienced--and he didn't want to steal their thunder of discovery or anything like that.

He was quite willing, though, to give explanations when asked. General Hammond's order was simple enough, so he turned to the good doctor and Price and began: "Doctor Edwards, the Tok'ra are biologically similar to the Goa'uld, but they take a... gentler approach when finding new hosts. It's all done through consent, since they abhor the parasitic practices of their... umm... cousins? I'm sure you can tease out the precise evolutionary relationships, if any. Good luck getting sufficient samples, they also tend to be quite secretive. You see, because of their philosophical differences, they've fought the Goa'uld in the shadows for hundreds of years. In fact, that's what their name means, "Enemies of Ra." They've been our allies for years now."

He looked at her and then at Price, searching their faces for understanding and wondering if he should plunge ahead with more explanations anyway. With a quick glance, he raised an eyebrow at the General, silently asking if he'd pretty much covered it, when he heard Ryan's question.

"If I may," he began, adjusting his glasses and sitting up slightly taller on the comfortable chair. "The records speak of Chimalmat as a demoness, mother of Zipacna. He is a known Goa'uld, though perhaps the planet was named in her honor? I didn't manage to get much more than that out of Teal'c before he went off world. But if I were to guess, I would expect jungles and mountains, very much like some regions of Central America."

Okay, now he was talking too much. He hoped General Hammond wasn't offended for taking a question that was meant for him... And he sincerely hoped it wasn't a mosquito-infested jungle. Those weren't his favorite worlds to visit.


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With so many worlds in the galaxy that seemed to be made of forests, Nathan occasionally forgot that other biomes existed offworld. In fact, he hadn’t done a jungle romp since his days in the SAS, and even then it was a rare assignment; if anything, this was certainly shaping up to be a change of pace from the normal missions. Nothing like a chance to gain some new experience, right?

Shifting around slightly in his seat, the RAF officer leaned forward as Jackson began launching into the briefest explanation he could manage of who the Tok’ra were for their newest member. Part of Nathan felt rather sorry for Price as he recalled just how confusing it had all been in his first days at the SGC. So much information, so many total disapproving of concepts and facts he had been sure about, all bombarding him at once. Not getting overwhelmed was a skill in and of itself.

Noting that Dr. Jackson was getting a bit into his talk-talk-talk mode, Nathan finally broke the silence he had been maintaining for most of this meeting in order to try and get the conversation into a slightly less confusing vein. Not to mention address one concern he already had. ”Do we know if the Goa’uld left behind any slaves or natives who may still be on the planet?”


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((OOC: Sun-hi has asked that we skip her, so Dr Price, you're next up.))


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James sat, watching the questions, answers, and interactions. He was so overwhelmed by information that he could barely keep up on what was being said. Was it really less than two weeks ago that he didn't know about the Stargate? About aliens? About any of this?

As Dr. Jackson spoke about the Tok'ra, James' brow furrowed as he tried to keep up with the new names and terms. It seemed to make sense though. Once Jackson moved on to Mayan mythology, however, things flooded back to James. He nodded as he heard Dr. Jackson discuss Zipacna and a few of the Mayan myths surrounding him. Chimalmat was indeed Zipacna's mother. She was also a demoness and giantess. If this planet was anything like the Mayan homeland, it would definitely be jungles. James was actually excited to be back in the jungle. He hadn't spent time in one since his undergrad years at Tikal in Guatemala. He made a mental note to himself to dig up a copy of the Mayan Popol Vuh to read back up on the Zipacna mythology.

He decided that instead of opening his mouth and looking like the fool he was in all thing extraterrestrial, he would keep it shut and continue observing. That was his role in this mission, right?


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