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PostPosted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 12:19 pm 
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The Marmite stuff looked like tar, and smelt little better, and, if the waft coming from Sophie's toast was anything to go by, it tasted no better than it looked. "Remind me to give Marmite a miss if I ever go to the UK, okay," she chuckled, shaking her head as she took a bite of toast. It was a little soggier than she would have liked, but still just about edible.

"I know what you mean," grinned Ruth, shrugging. "I never really saw myself working with the military at all, but... well, it was the literal 'offer you can't refuse' thing. Of course, it didn't hurt that one of my best friends from college already worked here. Not that I knew that when they offered me the job, though." Jake had been a little sweetener, something that had made her job a damn sight easier when she had started, and for that, she was forever grateful.

She smiled, nodding understandingly. "Yeah, took me a while to get my head around the fact that there really are aliens out there, and I was gonna be travelling to their worlds." Not very often, granted, but it still happened sometimes.

And there was the inevitable question that a relative newbie always asked.

"Sometimes," she said, shrugging and cutting almost savagely into her egg, its yolk spilling gloriously across her plate, liquid sunshine kissing the remains of her bacon. "Rumour has it I'm up for a spot on an SG team soon, so..." Ruth shrugged again. "We'll see, though. How about you?"


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PostPosted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 6:42 pm 
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Smirking as she ate, Sophie gave Ruth thumbs up with her free hand. Marmite was one of those love it or leave it things, and whilst she was firmly on the love it party, she knew a lot of people on the opposing side. Luc had hated the stuff, and it had been one of the few things they hadn’t had in common. Odd things was Vegemite didn’t seem to have quite the same visceral opposition, which made Sophie even more convinced that her homeland yeasty goodness was vastly superior, as conflict could only arise from something worth fighting over.

“It’s an adjustment that’s for sure. It’s cool that you have someone you know here though, it didn’t really figure to me before I took the job that I would be transplanting somewhere quite so far away from anyone I knew. Its ok though, I’m a big enough girl to make new friends” It wasn’t quite as black and white as that, fact was Sophie knew her decision to uproot and move from Sydney had been to get away from the echo of Luc, the decision to move again from Otago and come to Colorado on the other hand was still somewhat murky on the subtext. Sure there was the chance to be part of something amazing, but now she was here, in a state that actually had more people than the WHOLE of New Zealand, she felt a little cut off and it at times she almost regretted the decision.

Almost, though. The work was enough to keep her focussed for the majority and she was making new friends, and was determined to trust that it would all work out eventually.

Her question seemed to have hit a nerve but the poorly disguised savage attack on the defenceless egg. Quietly sipping her coffee, Sophie waited a beat or two, whilst she figured out how to not put her foot in it again.

“Twice, and I’ve got to admit, it’s not really my cup of tea. Field work just isn’t my foray, and it probably doesn’t help that someone explained the physics of it all to me and now I’ve just got nightmares of looking like a Picasso painting in the event of an accident” Her cup empty, Sophie tapped her finger nails along the outside edge, cradling the cooling china to capture the last remnants of warmth it contained.

“I hope you get onto a team, I reckon getting you out there would be really beneficial. You’d probably save at least a dozen jarheads from pushing the ‘do not touch’ button” Inspecting her cup, Sophie toyed with the idea of grabbing another cup and staying a spell longer, or just heading back to the lab and forcing a cup out of the antiquated coffee machine she had requisitioned for the office.

Deciding on option two, Sophie swapped the mug for her glass of OJ and sipped it, deciding that there was no rush to get to her lab quite so soon. It was still early, and there was nothing exciting waiting there anyway.

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PostPosted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 12:12 am 
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The whole "thumbs up" thing caused Ruth to shrug lightly, unsure what, precisely, Sophie meant by it. That was the problem with the Brits, the Canadians, the Aussies and the Kiwis: their sense of humour was so different, you never quite knew whether they were being sincere or sarcastic. Sometimes, it wasn't even worth guessing which.

"Oh, I didn't know that he'd be here," chuckled Ruth, chewing on a piece of tomato. "It was a complete coincidence. We studied at Johns Hopkins together. We'd kept in touch, but I didn't have a clue that he was here when I took the job." In fact, it had been several weeks before she had had cause to visit the infirmary for the first time since her orientation, and there had been Jake, cool as you like, dong a post-mission rundown on one of the SG teams. She'd almost done a double take: after all, although they'd kept in touch over the years, he'd never told her where he was working, other than the fact that he was a military doctor. To see him at the SGC had been the nicest of surprises, and one that she had been grateful for ever since.

Ruth was stunned when Sophie admitted that she wasn't fond of going through the stargate. "Wow... That kinda blows my mind," she said, shaking her head in disbelief. "See, going through the 'gate is a whole new adventure. I guess I just don't get why people wouldn't want to do that, to be a part of that." She grinned across at Sophie. "The physics side doesn't bother me, either. Statistically speaking, there's more chance of us being run over by a car once we step outside the base than there is of anything going wrong with the transport process."

Her breakfast was rapidly cooling, and Ruth tucked into it again with gusto, before smiling and shrugging at Sophie. "Thanks, but... well, it's looking less than likely," she admitted. "They keep sending the junior linguists out to 'gain experience', while the old hands like me get left in the labs, translating what they bring back because they don't have a damn clue." Was she bitter? Okay, yeah, a little.

"What about you? What are your ambitions here, if you don't want to be offworld regularly?" Ruth was genuinely curious. Having been offworld, she couldn't imagine that it might be the last thing on earth that someone would want to do.


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PostPosted: Mon Dec 15, 2014 5:18 pm 
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This was why Sophie didn’t tell many people that she hated gate travel. Everyone seemed to think she was the nutty one for coming to work for the SGC but not actively seeking to go hurtling herself to the far ends of nowhere constantly. Sometimes Sophie even agreed with them.

“Well it’s their loss”
Offering a comforting smile, Sophie tried not to stare as Ruth threw herself into eating, before taking a respite to ask the question that actually kept Sophie awake at night, what was she doing here?

“Truth is, I think sometimes I don’t have a clue. I love adventure, I love opportunities, and when I came across the ancient gene and was asked to come here and work on it, I saw it as yet another chance to do something different. Now I’m here though, actually doing it, I think I’m a little overwhelmed”
Shrugging a little and pausing to sip her juice, Sophie could feel a verbal avalanche of words threatening to burst forth, and not all of it was fair to unleash on someone she had only just met, let alone at barely 8am.

“I reckon travelling through the gate is something that I have to make an adjustment for. I bet it’s probably like flying and after a half dozen times it’ll be a walk in the park. What I want to do here is to help where I can. I don’t want fame or fortune, I just want something different, if that makes any sense at all” She was threatening to babble, and babbling was a precursor to floodgates and oversharing in her experience. Perhaps, one day when she found a friend she could really talk to, she’d confess that she was still running away from her past, but not now.

“So this friend from Hopkins, is he also a linguist?

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 17, 2015 10:33 pm 
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Ruth listened with interest as Sophie explained why she wasn't that fond of gate travel. "So it's not the whole 'stepping through the Stargate into a whole new world' sorta thing that sets you on edge, then," she clarified, munching on a piece of crispy bacon. "It's... the whole realisation that everything you ever saw in a sci-fi movie could be true?" Maybe she had been reading the other woman wrong, but that was what was coming across, anyway.

Tossing the other woman a small smile, Ruth shrugged. "Oh, hon, none of us are gonna get any fame or recognition, not outside this mountain, anyway," she chuckled. "Once you've been through that wormhole a handful of times, it'll be a walk in the park." That is, if the other woman could get her head around the principle of being broken down at the atomic level, and being reassembled at the other end.

It was quite a head trip.

A sip of motor-oil coffee, another bite of bacon (the best bit, in her opinion), and Ruth smiled at Sophie as she shook her head. "No, he's a doctor. It was kinda nice finding him here, you know? Someone I could trust, could just fall back into the easiest possible friendship with, at the drop of a hat." Ruth ignored the blush that was threatening to turn her cheeks scarlet. And she certainly didn't mention the flirtation and the dating stuff that was going on.

"What about you? You had a chance to make any decent friends here?"


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“I guess that’s probably the main cause for the dislike – That and the whole some assembly will be required once I arrive at a destination”

Acutely aware that she had effectively verbal diarrhoead the poor woman who’d so nicely taken a chance at breakfast with a colleague, Sophie offered another half-smile and tried to focus on eating her breakfast without spewing forth another diatribe of inner musings, and listening to Ruth.

Her eyebrow hitched up a fraction, and she looked across the table as Ruth answered the polite enquiry, her response so much less than her body language seemed to be conveying. There was a definite hint of blush, and Sophie felt the weird lurch that signalled a morose reminisce of something intangible.

Clearing her throat, Sophie shrugged as she considered her interactions on base in the short while she’d been stationed there. “I think that this interchange has probably been the closest I have had to a friendly, non-work related conversation since I got here. Not that I’m in any way defective at making friends – I’ve just been busy” She tailed off, realising just how pathetic it sounded.

“I think it might be my stunning ability to just babble at people – Puts them right off. Maybe I need a linguist to help me stop sounding like a lonely ranty person” Laughing, Sophie sat back in the chair, hands folded across her stomach.

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 1:08 pm 
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Ruth chewed thoughtfully for a second. "You know nothing's gone wrong since the start of the Stargate program, right," she said, her brow wrinkled as she tried to reassure the other woman. "Nothing missing from the Lego kit, so to speak." She shrugged. "Or the IKEA self-build, if you prefer."

It was difficult for Ruth to suppress a slight smile as she talked about Jake, even in the abstract. She wasn't quite sure where things were going to head between them, but she was looking forward to finding out. Still, that wasn't anything that she wanted to talk about with anyone else, much less someone she had only just met.

Ruth's eyebrows shot up her forehead, and her expression was incredulous. "How long have you actually been here," she asked, surprised that Sophie wouldn't class herself as having made any friends yet. "You know what, you oughta come out with me sometime, I'll introduce you to some of the others." It sounded as though a night at O'Malley's was long overdue for the other woman.

She rolled her eyes at Sophie's extreme self-deprecation. "That's crap," she asserted, pointing with her fork to make her point. "You come across far more normal than a lot of people who work here." She grinned across the table. "Maybe they're scared off by your startling normality, as well as your stunning repartee."


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“See the pessimist in me wants to point out that nothing has gone wrong since the start of the Stargate project YET – But I have decided that the optimist in me is ruling the roost, so I shall take that as a reassuring fact!” Her plate empty, Sophie pushed the knife toward the centre of the plate and idly brushed a hand over her mouth to sweep free any crumbs.

How long had she been here? Tilting her head slightly Sophie fell silent a moment as she back tracked and tried to assess the time elapsed since she’d arrived in Colorado, “10 weeks, give or take a day or so – Most of which I have spent trying to get my head around all of this”
The term culture shock was lacking when it came to describing a move from Otago to Colorada Springs. Wide open spaces and a population of less than 8000, to a mountain air base that housed a gateway to alien worlds!

“A drink sounds fun – Truth be told I haven’t really dedicated all that much to socialising, but I guess I shall have to debut my startling normality at some point or another”

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Ruth couldn't help but laugh. "See, I've been offworld several times, and I've never seen it as anything other than an adventure, hon," she grinned. "But the way I see it, there's thousands of languages out there I don't know, and I want to learn every single one of them." The greedy linguist in her came out fo play every time she stepped through the wormhole, and she wouldn't have it any other way. "You just need to find yourself a reason to step through it."

She twitched her eyebrows up. "You've been here ten weeks or so, and you don't think you've made any friends?" Ruth's tone was incredulous, and she shook her head. "I'm sure you're wrong about that. But that's settled. Next night out with the guys - I think that's at the weekend - you're definitely coming with. You're gonna have a ball." She took a sip of coffee. "You been dragged to O'Malley's yet?" It was always a good place to take the newbies, get them used to the culture.


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“Find a reason” That’s good advice.

Sophie couldn’t help but laugh as Ruth sounded scandalised by the admission of social shyness. “Okay, when you say it like that I sound like a crazed shut in” Rolling her head back and around, Sophie offered a small shrug, as if admitting a fault

“I guess I was being overly picky – I’ve talked to people. Reckon I have a half decent rapport built with Claire and Jake – but nothing quite like I used to before coming here” Her smile falling a little flatter, Sophie trailed off. There was aspects of Otago she missed, but at the same time, she knew she’d of made the decision to move to the US if she’d been given a do over.

“This week end, sounds like a plan. I have been to O’Malley’s, they serve good pie, well, decent enough pie any way”

Glancing about at the sea of faces that surrounded their little table of solitude, Sophie felt a little more grounded than she had in weeks past. “Thanks for taking pity – I’m glad to have literally bumped into you now”

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