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PostPosted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 12:00 pm 
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12:04, 1st October 2014

Lorne sighed pushing away his chair from the control panel it gliding away along the floor easily just as it had done a thousand times before now. Audible sighs were not uncommon in the control room in fact it was the hub of such noises, part of the average technicians vocabulary. With so much ground breaking work going on around them it was only natural to assume that so much unexplained activity would also. There wasn’t a day that went by during his brief tenure here that something unexplained hadn’t happened. First there was the weird thing with the lights that had only the most observant individuals talking. Then there was this, the gate getting stuck mid dial.

The gate didn’t ‘just get it stuck’ it wasn’t a thing that it did, just like it didn’t sprout legs in the middle of the night and wander off base for a quick beer. Yet it had mere moments earlier and quite frankly no one had seemed to care. This naturally hadn’t sat right with him, things didn’t just happen logic demanded that there was an action and a consequence. Something or someone had dialled the gate after all, it getting stuck was a reaction to whatever had happened.

He glanced towards the gate tech on duty catching his eye only briefly perhaps it was a similar frustration that they had shared but he had become jaded to the fact that things just happened around here returning to his work without any further conversation. “I’m gonna take a break”, he noted gruffly his voice barely audible amongst the constant whurring of the control room machines. The gate tech threw up a hand in silent salute as he rose from his chair, stopping briefly to nestle the chair neatly back under the desk.

Boots squeaking slightly as he strode down the stairs leading back into the grey corridors pausing momentarily to actively recall the way to the mess hall, memorising the floor plan of the base as much a part of his midnight reading as had the rest of the Stargate programme. More booted figures brushed by him suddenly before he resolved to follow their path breaking away to eventually lead him to the mess. Lingering in the doorway he observed the tables full of people indulging in polite and quite frankly often loud chatter before glancing down at his booted feet and heading in.


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 Post subject: Re: Consequences
PostPosted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 12:51 pm 
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Caleb wasn't exactly looking where he was going when he went to grab something else from the counters in the Mess Hall, he was really missing the food he'd had on his date with Claire about a week or so ago now. The food in the Mess was filling yeah, it had to be otherwise people would complain, but there just wasn't much flavour to any of it.

He had only stopped off in the Mess after helping out to reset that relay switch earlier, honestly they were big damn switches it took two just to pull one down. Although he was no where near being an electrical engineer, he could follow orders when needed to and well, they had needed him to. So after he had made his mad dash in the lift up to the correct level earlier, helped out with the switch problem, he had decided to grab some food.

Food was always good to continue on with the day, he was also hoping to run into Claire at some point, it was always nice if they managed to get time together through shifts. But he knew she had worked the night shift – he had stopped in on his way back from his shift the previous night to say 'Hi' – and would possibly not be around for a while.

An apple in hand – the most tastiest thing he could find – Caleb turned to go when he bumped right into Tech Sergeant Lorne Davidson, the one person that his path had crossed with a couple of times. “Sorry, sir, didn't see you there,” he said, offering a friendly smile as he palmed the apple from one hand to another.

Caleb side stepped the Sergeant before saying, “Did anyone interesting come through?” he asked, he had still been on the lower levels when he had heard the alarms blare to signal someone coming through the Stargate. He just hadn't gone to check it out himself, if they wanted his expertise on anything they generally asked for it, and his presence wasn't always accepted in the control room or gate room.


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 Post subject: Re: Consequences
PostPosted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 4:19 pm 
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He was hardly in the door before someone had barrelled into him carelessly. It took all he had not to loose his temper with the carelessness of some people before he had even noted who was the culprit. His gaze travelled upwards catching the mans face only briefly before returning to his name patch. Williams, he had come across the man before, watched him rather from a far. He was quite the people person, people tended to swarm around him like flies on dung. Must have had something to do with his smile, the same smile he offered by way of an apology now. He scoffed finding it hard to believe that he hadn't been seen, "Might be time for an eye test Williams", he replied simply. It apparently a joke but coming with very few of the tell tell signs. Lorne's deadpan face revealed little the darkened circles round his eyes the only sign of how difficult the last few days had been.

Moving to side step the other man he paused at his question. Did somebody interesting come through? How had he? He stopped his thought train an off world activation was hardly a closely guarded secret. Maybe with the rest of the world but not within stargate command. Cursing his own paranoia he coughed to clear his throat. "Nobody came..", he started pausing as another group of airmen pushed past him headed for the nearest unoccupied table. Moving to clear the door way he returned to his original sentence. "Nobody came through, the gate got 'stuck", he replied adding particular emphasis to the last word it still not having settled with him that the gate would simply get stuck.

Forgetting the other participant in the conversation he followed up his original statement with question. "I mean, How does the gate get 'stuck'?", he questioned narrowing his gaze upon the other man before realising what he was doing. His brow furrowed with confusion his gaze fell once more coughing awkwardly as another bout of loud laughter broke out from a near by table. Why had he asked Williams? How could he possibly have known? The man was clearly far more interested in people or his apple than he had been the gate getting 'stuck'.


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 Post subject: Re: Consequences
PostPosted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 8:41 pm 
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Caleb sort of stared at Davidson for a moment, not sure if the comment about his eye's needing testing was supposed to be a joke or not. He knew of a few people on base who could be pretty deadpan in their humour at times, it was the one thing about working with a bunch of different people from all over the world. Hell he had, had run ins with people that didn't even hold a sense of humour so the comeback that Davidson gave just sort of rolled off his back.

If you took every little thing someone said to you to heart, well Caleb knew that there would be more arguments happening than the banter that would occur. He moved out of the way of a couple of airmen that had made it their mission apparently to set up camp on the nearest table and talk loudly, Caleb just offered them a small nod in greeting as they passed.

When Davidson mentioned about the Stargate getting stuck, that appealed to Caleb's interest, he might not work on the Gate as much as the Sergeant in front of him, but at heart Caleb was still an engineer that liked to know what made things tick. The biggest thing in the mountain was the one thing that got everyone curious, and although there were a few things he could help out with, there was also stuff he had no idea about.

He took a bite of the apple as Davidson seem to go off an tangent, again something else Caleb was use to. You don't spend a year working at the SGC without encountering at least one person that could just ramble for a good half hour, of course Caleb would much rather be sat at a table when someone started a ramble. But he wasn't going to interrupt the man.

"It got stuck?" repeated Caleb, who gets a Stargate stuck? How does a Stargate get stuck? Why would one get stuck? That was just a few of the questions that ran through his mind as he took the information in.

But if it got stuck then why wasn't the base on high alert? Caleb took a quick glance around, no one seemed to be panicking or rushing towards the gate room. In fact everyone just seemed to be going about a normal routine, nothing out of the ordinary about it.

"I have no idea how a Stargate gets stuck, to be honest," Caleb answered, he figured it was only polite to actually answer the man's question. "Maybe it's like when you keep your finger pressed on one number on your phone, that kind of thing. But instead of it not connecting, it connected once tried to repeat the same symbol and well as you just said, got stuck."

He took another bite of the apple, it really was the tastiest thing in the Mess at the moment, before throwing the core away in the nearest bin. Wiping his hands on a piece of napkin he'd swiped earlier, he asked, "If it's stuck why isn't the base on alert? I mean getting the one piece of technology stuck is kind of a serious thing."


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 Post subject: Re: Consequences
PostPosted: Mon Sep 07, 2015 6:37 pm 
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Brow furrowed he seemingly contemplated the other mans suggestion it taking him by surprise somewhat. Whilst he prided himself on the knowledge he had managed to gain surrounding the Stargate programme and relevant protocol and procedures his knowledge and quite frankly his interest was lacking surrounding its staff. Naturally he had studied the chain of command, considered its team structure but beyond this he hadn't the first clue of the various interests or specialisms of those around him who hadn't some direct impact on him in one way or another. Williams was just one of these people, he hadn't considered that the other man would have even listened to let alone come up with a suggestion that warranted a thought. He made a mental note to try and find out more about the other man.

"To dial a gate the DHD requires a full address to make the connection yet it didn't get beyond the first chevron, it just stopped spinning almost like a wrong number", he replied utilising the other mans telephone analogy. Thinking aloud rather a question which demanded an answer.

He resisted the urge to crack a smile at the other mans suggestion that they should be on alert as they stood here shooting the breeze. Was that what this was he hadn't been certain, at the very least he hadn't much experience of it. "The dialing sequence was cancelled, no other abnormal readings it was just written off as another one of those things. No need to call in the cavalry apparently", he added not sounding a hundred percent committed to the idea. The gate had returned to the same dormant state it had resumed after every off world activation, the good and the bad not discriminating one bit.

First thing was the lights, then the gate he knew full well that protocol dictated that they one more unexplained event away from a full and thorough investigation. Full and thorough two words that sat well with him, whilst the average airman might have sighed at the prospect of yet another form filling exercise Lorne relished the opportunity to come to some conclusion, to tie the whole matter up in a neat and tidy bow. He sighed audibly, "Maybe it was just the product of a quiet shift. The kind when you are almost willing something to happen", he concluded not certain the other man would understand his feeling.


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 Post subject: Re: Consequences
PostPosted: Mon Sep 07, 2015 8:06 pm 
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Caleb knew them kind of shifts, the kind that of shift where if you didn't break something yourself to fix it the hours would drag on. Although he wouldn't have wanted some strange occurance to happen to the Stargate itself, no way, not even on the quietest shifts would he want that, that kind of strangeness normally meant something was going to happen. Something bad. Caleb did not want something bad to happen, but that frisson of anticipation that ran up his spine was unmissable, it had been a quiet day so far....

"So you have to press all the buttons to even get the Gate to start spinning this end?" Caleb asked, he was not an expert on how the Gate or the DHDs on other planets worked, he knew that DHDs could dial faster than the Earth computer they used. But that was because them Gates had the original and Earth had cobbled something together, nothing worked as well as the original, Caleb knew that all a bit too well. There was only so many times you could replace a part on something before the machine just gave up the ghost.

"Can you cancel an address once you've punched it in? Maybe someone, whoever it was trying to come through, did that," Caleb said, offering a shrug. Caleb was pretty good at people bouncing ideas off of him, he could be used a sounding board sometimes, it often helped with his own projects as well. Just one sentence could change the way he himself had been looking at something and he'd go away an the thing would be sorted.

"Also don't will for something to happen around this place, sir, the excitement happens often enough without wishing for it," he said offering a happy smile.


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 Post subject: Re: Consequences
PostPosted: Wed Sep 09, 2015 6:37 pm 
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"You need the entire gate address to make a connection with the destination, the first six representing the point in space and the seventh the point of origin, without the first six the individual destination couldn't be located.", he replied. The specifics of the gate address in simplistic terms. Of course there was far more to be discovered but that was Stargates 101.

"You can disrupt a wormhole, throw it off course, abort it all together but I just don't see how when a connection was never properly established", he replied with a sigh his brow still heavily furrowed. He supposed he would just have to get used to the fact he may never know the answer.

Williams had a point. "True enough", he concurred with a simple curt nod. He had no business willing something to happen, not when happenings tended to be a lot less simple than those off base. Happenings here had far reaching consequences which the rest of the inhabitants couldn't even begin to comprehend. A silence fell over them. "I.. er.. I oughta grab something", he stumbled slightly over his words as he cocked his thumb in the direction of the counter conscious of the twenty minutes for his break. Conversation was never his strongest point, he'd allowed Williams to carry the conversation this far but he hadn't anything to contribute.

Had he been a social individual he would have asked him to join him, make casual conversation, find out more and about him, discuss common interests. Lorne however wasn't, as such nothing had followed up his statement that it was time for lunch. Very much the reason that he had barely left base since he had arrived here...


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 Post subject: Re: Consequences
PostPosted: Wed Sep 09, 2015 9:43 pm 
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Well that was information Caleb didn't know before, it was always good to learn new things. Yes he had been drafted to work for his specialist skill set, but what if he ended up on an off world team that didn't know that little bit of information that Davidson had just parted with him. It was possibly one of the reasons why sometimes he got on peoples nerves, Caleb was supposedly there for one reason and he ended up with an answer that he really shouldn't have, the problem of being friendly with everyone.

"Oh of course, sorry Sergeant," Caleb apologised, not wanting to hold the man up any longer, "don't let me stop you, oh and don't have the dessert today, it does not taste at all how it looks."

He offered the man a quick salute, before heading back out of the mess himself, he had work that was needed to be done and it didn't look like he was going to be seeing Claire until his shift finished that evening.....


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