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Friday, September 26th, 2014
04:25 Hours

It had already been two week since his initial assignment to SGC, and nearly ten days since he had actually relocated to work at his new assignment. In that time, before whatever duty assignment he had, he had done the same exact thing upon arriving at the base and greeting his superiors. That thing, however simple, was to stare at the Stargate from the Gateroom for several minutes. This time, he took it a step further and actually walked up to touch it, apparently thinking a hologram might be something within the grasp of the government, but a stellar highway was not.

05:30 Hours

After that and the rather odd looks he got from some of the NCOs and specialists who had been in the gate room or the gate control room at the time he went to the mess to grab some breakfast before he began his duty shift. The choice of breakfast in the mess was mostly simple stuff, but given they had one of his favorites, oatmeal with sugar and butter, along with a side of fruit, he had no complaints. Soon, he was eating his breakfast, idly drinking a Dr Pepper he had bought to wake him up along with the breakfast, and in between bites or sips, he continued to read his newly bought text about the evolution of spear based warfare in northern and western europe, which included descriptions on the apparent construction of a number of the spears (as found by archaeological teams) and on stories of notable (mythological) spears within the ancient world.

It had little to deal with work, but his interest in anthropology also included ancient wars and warfare, and soon he had stopped his reading to pull out his notebook and cross reference the irish text about Gaebolg, after the spear warfare text he was reading said something he had not before caught reading the verses in the Ulster Cycle featuring the Gaebolga.

Of course, when he was rereading the verses, he was doing it vocally, in Irish.


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PostPosted: Fri Sep 11, 2015 2:39 am 
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It was often difficult for Tahirah to find a decent morning meal. The Tau'ri seemed to enjoy everything very sweet, very fatty, very heavy, or all three. All she needed to break her fast was a simple loaf of bread, fresh fruits, and good sized pitcher of water to wash it down. She had tried the bowl of toasted grains just once, the sugary nuggets did nothing to fill her hunger and left an awful taste on her tongue. So once again it was a chewy bread called a bagel, a banana, and two oranges. Filling if not interesting.

She was just finishing peeling of the rind off the last orange, when she heard the oddest noise. It wasn't alarming, just slightly startling. Glancing over she saw one of the SGC's many soldiers sit at the table behind her. He had spread out in front of him a book, tablet and a stylus. He was obviously reading out loud from the book. The language was harsh sounding and not any that she knew. Tahirah listened to it for a little, intrigued by the sound and the fact that the soldier was so intent.

Finally leaning forward to gain his attentions, she flashed a friendly smile. If you are choking on something, I can be of assistance.


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PostPosted: Fri Sep 11, 2015 2:59 am 
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Instead, while the striking woman certainly got his attention, he did not revert from Gaelic to English, because the way he had been taught to speak it, or indeed any other language he had learned, was to 'think' in it, if he wanted to speak fluently. Meaning his words in answer were said in Gaelic, and likely not understandable as the roughly "No thank you, not choking at all... Oatmeal is hard to choke on." he intended it to be, but rather more of the language he had just been speaking.

As a second passed and he realized what he had done, he flared his nostrils in an faintly audible way, before 'ahem'-ing and switching to English. "No, just reading a myth and trying to compare something..." and then he gave her a good look, wondering which country's military forces she likely represented if she had hair like her's, simply from the length, and all of the little inconsistencies that likely meant she was not a scholar, either. Absentmindedly, he shifted his eyes to his bowl and the half-eaten status of his oatmeal. "It's hard to choke on oatmeal or Dr Pepper, anyways. Who're you?" because obviously he wasn't best known for his social protocol and he was not sure if she was genuinely concerned or just trying to say hello, and politeness aside, ignoring someone was 'inpolite' he thought, even if he probably should have introduced himself first.


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PostPosted: Fri Sep 11, 2015 3:21 am 
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The soldier-scholar looked up and continues to speak in the same language he had been reading. This only made Tahirah's friendly smile turn into a grin. She had seen this happen before, a scholar would get so wrapped up in their studies that it would take a moment for them to come back to the mundane world. The 'ahem' was pretty universal as well. She waited as his intelligent gaze flicked over her, trying determine her place. This was a process she was used to. While she was dressed in what clothes the SGC had given her, it was obvious she was not of their military. Nor was she clothed the white coat and harried expression that most scholars wore.

"It's hard to choke on oatmeal or Dr Pepper, anyways. Who're you?" He asked with refreshing directness.

That is good to hear, I am Tahirah of Hekuptah. May I join you? She gestured to the empty seat at his table. She was almost done with her meal, but had nowhere to be for several hours. A random conversation could be just the thing to fill the time.


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Once again the anthropologist-officer went silent for a moment as his brain heard her name and the place name she came from, and instantly scanned through things he had read recently or before that sounded familiar, because to him something about it sounded familar, but he did not say anything to her for a moment. Which was just as well, because when the first lieutenant's words came out like they were a water laden river that had finally crushed the dam controlling it.

"Tahirah of Hekuptah? That's strange, you don't look Egyptian and for that matter that's an uncommon name amongst Egyptians or for people to even know. Did your parents name you that to be differen-" then he finally came up to the, "You're not even from Earth, er, Terra, here, are you...? I read about Jaffa and the stargate, but I didn't think it real... You aren't pranking me, are you? Because if you are it isn't funny." and indeed he seemed to be rather concerned with the idea of being pranked and how he did not like to be pranked, but his momentary stint of being upset and confused mostly had to do with the fact that he had functionally just met his first alien. Because while she was human, and possibly even from terran evolved human stock, she was technically from another planet, so an extraterrestrial and an alien. It took him nearly thirty seconds to even answer her question, with a "I'm Wade, er. I'm First Lieutenant McHugh. And you may join me if you like, was just working on a pet project."


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Tahirah gave a low chuckle. No Prank, First Lieutenant Wade McHugh. While I do play tricks on my friends, we have only just met. So you are safe for the moment. She flashed a teasing grin, white against her dark skin, and gathered up the remains of her breakfast. Shifting over the the other table, she sat across from him. No matter the end this conversation, be beginning had been highly amusing. This Wade had a habit of saying what ever was crossing his mind at the moment. It was like being able to look right into his thoughts, as scattered as they may be. Tahirah couldn't help but wonder where they would wander off to next.

Hekuptah is a planet orbiting two stars in the constellation your people call Cassiopeia. It was my home until several month ago. Now your Earth is. As she spoke, she finished peeling her orange. Splitting off a few slices she offered them to him. To show that I do not come to your table empty handed.


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((Admin note: please can we have a date on this thread, so I can add it to the board timeline?))


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PostPosted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 5:13 am 
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Anni wrote:
((Admin note: please can we have a date on this thread, so I can add it to the board timeline?))


((OOC: Compared the Violation date and my want for it to be 'about a week before that' and decided on September 26th. Should be updated in the first post now. ))

He was silent at the extraterrestrial woman's words, the youth of an officer giving her a cautious expression as he considered what she said and considered her offer, before taking the slices and shoving one of them into his mouth in a nonchalant but entirely childishway, given he shoved it 'smile side' in and then tried to give a steely expression as he bit into it and ate, not saying a word before finally saying "Thanks, though no need to offer anything. I'm doing this mostly because I thought and think they're pranking me. It's just a lot to take in." and then he added, "And it's just Wade or Lt. McHugh, please. Either is fine from you I figure, can I call you Tahirah..." and boy did that catch his drawl, if however faint, as 'Tay-hee-ruh', before he finished the question. "Or do you prefer the whole thing...? I couldn't even begin to understand your people's surname system if one exists."

Which did not really need to be said, likely, but none the less was said before he went to looking back between the book and the words he had written, along with the numerous numerous different proposed definitions for 'Gaebolga' and the numerous proposed linguistic routes.

"You have any experience with one of those lightning spear weapons I hear Jaffa use...?" because while he had only been in the program for two weeks, he was not a layabout and had done a LOT of reading on base in that time, infact his small apartment off base still was mostly packed up when it came to his furtniture and the like, with only his bedroom or bathroom even having been visited more than three times since he had gotten here, and the others barely looked at after putting boxes in there to be 'dealt with later'.


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