[Koren Telion]

Mid October 2014
Conference Room
Stargate Command


Doctor Ajay Martin and Grant Fulcur team up on the home front to stop the budget issues from getting out of hand. The two former members of Delta and Vedic Expeditions respectively face off against Elliot Cowden, a DEA representative who has the ear of the president himself, to stop the closing of the Vedas Project. Doing what is right, and what should be done, clash. Will the good Doctor and the undercover CIA member win this battle, and perhaps the war to save the project?

<TAG: Ajay Martin , Grant Fulcur , Elliot Cowden >

[Grant Fulcur]

0958
Conference Room
Stargate Command

He'd missed it. God damn he's missed it so much. What used to be a suffocating feeling had come to feel akin to a cleansing of the breath, and even soul, whenever he stepped through the Stargate, calming his heart rather than pushing it to panic. He had become accustomed to the feeling, and the surprises that lay on the other side, and now he longed to step through the gate once again. Grant sighed, turned from the window overlooking the gate room, and took the seat at the end of the conference table. Those days are gone, he thought solemnly, and those bridges burned. Maybe someday he would tell the Oxford's why he'd disappeared, and maybe someday, long after that, they may thank him for it. But his loyalty was to the Stargate program, not any specific individual or expedition. Bobby had expected this; he'd told Grant not to betray the trust of the members of the Vedas initiative, many of whom were career Stargate personnel. But the mission had come first, and it's importance, and secrecy at the time, was paramount.

Grant glanced at the door to his right and sighed again; maybe his loyalty was to a person rather than just the program, but he would never admit it, and she would kill him if he did. General Carter had won Grant's loyalty in one singular conversation years ago, a loyalty he never thought would stray from his work in the CIA. But she'd trusted him with a mission of homeworld importance within minutes of meeting him, knowing full well his undercover position with the CIA. She didn't just know about it, she had asked him to leverage it for the Stargate program's benefit, making it clear it was Earth that would be safer if he did. And the funny thing was, she was probably the only person left in the program that trusted Grant at all, much less with a mission of that great importance. It was for that reason only that, when Grant got a call on his secure phone from one Daniel Jackson asking for, "Well... it's a bit of a personal favor for Sam (much like this phone call, actually). I know, I know, you're wondering why I'm calling (and you're probably wondering who I am... and how I got this number... or how I could even call it)... Oh, so you... you read those... all of them... huh... well, then you have some idea of how important this is, then, and why I'm talking to you and she's... not." Dr. Jackson went on to heavily imply that Grant's presence at these budget meetings was crucial in order to keep an eye out for, "What Sam tells me are, how did she put it? 'Personally damaging entries' for you? *sigh* I'm sure you both know what she's referring to."

When Grant had arrived on base, he had been surprised to learn that his credentials had been maintained by the programme, and he was allowed unrestricted access to the base, which led to an only slightly comedic quest to find his way to the conference room he was in now. His eyes drifted from the presidential commendation to a plaque with a series of medals of honor for SG-1. Grant needed no reminder of how important the Stargate program was to Earth's safety, nor the unique position of having a planetary defense complex owned by one specific country, though Grant was sure that, if leadership changed significantly, and the world deemed a President or General unfit for the job, Grant would be back here attending more political talks than simple budget line conversations.

Simple. Grant snorted at the thought; meetings with a DEA representative were never simple, and this seemed like another attempt to cut the Stargate program at its heels. Even more disturbing though was the rumor that this particular DEA representative had, in Grant's absence from the oval office after his mission for General Carter had been completed and she'd ordered him to go underground, impressed upon the president the DEA's twisted interests. Dr. Jackson had made it clear that Grant's counterpart, Dr. Ajay Martin, had a strong understanding of the current budgetary situation for the Vedas expedition and that Grant was there primarily to find out if the DEA knew of his presence in the program as an operative for the CIA, and if they knew the true nature of his mission in the Vedic system. Fortunately, Grant had been able to bill the CIA for all of his covert expenses while a part of the expedition, so Grant was confident that his cover would not be blown in this meeting; his only concern was that the DEA had called this meeting specifically to uncover or confirm what they thought they knew about his mission, and in so doing, give the president due reason to shutter the Vedas expedition as a whole.

It was very clear to him: The Vedas expedition was the target, and Grant was the pick. And Grant would stand by the expedition. Even if they didn't trust him anymore, even if he'd never see them again, the work they were doing was important, and they were important. This was a cause worth fighting for, if for nothing else, then for the fact that General Carter had asked him to, not ordered him to.

A soft electronic beep from the LED timepiece on his wrist signaled 1000 hours, and Grant put back on his game face; knowing the DEA, it'd be less than 15 seconds before the agent came through the door opposite him; the question was, was he alone? Grant then realized he was sitting at the head of the table, but then decided that the position of power was in his favor if the agent appeared only with an escort.

Grant counted the seconds, and at 9, the door opened.

<TAG: Ajay Martin , Elliot Cowden >

[Ajay Martin]

0958
Conference Room
Stargate Command

First, Laundry had thrown him into the looney bin called Delta Expedition, now that expedition was sending to save its rival The Vedic Expedition. Second, he wasn’t a man who had a good grasp of Accounting and budgets that were thrown around from the Military or the Federal Reserve to maintain the two projects. On the other hand, he didn’t really care where the money came from, as long as it did via legal means. With a sigh, Ajay almost lost his cool with the number geeks in the accounts department. Half of what they were telling him was over his head. He was man who understood DNA codes and the like. Here he was out of his depth already. Yet this was the same project Travis and Steph had gone to. Both men were part of the Delta, so he owned it to the Colonel to see this through. McKinnon would have done it, but Martin had doubt that the current CO of Delta Mark Wright would let the woman come. Not that, he was incapable of running the base without her, but she was the Military Commander after all.

Dealing with the IOA wasn’t something he wanted to do, but he was also had been approached by the former member of Vedic Expedition, Major Grant Fulcur for help. It was very appealing for Ajay to ask someone, ‘why me?’. It wasn’t like Troy Loveridge couldn’t do, but these day it was hard to get the hold of the former Delta Leader at all. Half the time, the man might be on a flight to the next place he was being send to. Grumbling he grabbed the papers with some force and frustration from the person who held them, “I’ll wing it,” he told him, “Just be on standby should we need you.” And Ajay was sure he would be needed.

Elliot Cowden had a rep that Ajay had no doubt would meet the expectation, he was having about the man. A total jacka$$, was what floated around the halls of the SGC and Delta. Ajay was actually more amused that Travis’s cousin had manage to punch the man. A laugh escaped his lips, as he walked down the hall and walked into the conference room, only to find Grant there -whom he had already had the pleasure of meeting- and walked over the man, “This better not be waste of our time,” he spoke quietly while they waited for the IOA to arrive. It was typical of the IOA to arrive when there was trouble. When things were going good, there was normally no agent in sight.

Tag: Grant Fulcur , Elliot Cowden , Sarah Daniels and anyone else who love to join this battle

[Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre]

0953
Stargate Command
Corridor to Conference Room

When Destiny got word that Vedas could potentially be in trouble, everything was put on hold to go lend aide.  The experienced pilot hadn't been on the expedition long, but the short time being there, fell in love with the galaxy. She was trying to her hardest to get back, but right now there wasn't a need for a pilot there. There was no squadron that was going to be up and running any time soon. In fact, all of that talk was put on hold for the time being. Plus right now, the younger sister was there and needed to make her own name. So right now, the SGC was where she was need because there was a lot to do around. When they said they wanted her to be the ones to train the new F-302 pilots, it was hard to say no. That didn't mean that Vedas was off the mind - not since there had been a certain someone there. Part of the reason that she came back to the SGC. Learning about the meeting, the major pulled a few strings to make sure to be a part of it. Hearing there was also other former Delta members there, it made her want to go all the more. Plus when it came to any meeting with the IOA, the more there was for whatever the IOA was fighting against, the better.

0958
Stargate Command
Conference Room

Entering the room, Destiny paused for a moment, glancing around at those present. Unfortunately there wasn't any familiar faces, but that didn't matter. There was already familiarity when it came to serving, at one time or another, on the Delta site. Taking a seat at the table, the pilot smiled remembering those precious memories. Many good, while having those hard times too. The eyes glazed over for a moment, remembering the lives that were lost at the first battle of the Delta site. Even though it still brought back many waves of various emotions, the Delta expedition would always hold a dear place in this heart.

Glancing over at the other two, introductions were needed. "I'm Major Destiny Andre, but please call me Des. I know I'm more than likely not on the list of those suppose to be present, but when I heard Vedas could be in trouble, I wanted to come be of any aide I could. I was only there a brief time, but I loved every second I was there," explained, praying the worse wouldn't happen. "Plus I've also heard you two served on the Delta expedition? I did as well for a time. Has Troy Loveridge been notified of this? I sure you two know as well as I do, his presence would help this tremendously."

The last thing this pilot wanted to do was over step, but at the same time, expeditions is what made the Stargate Program thrive. It was part of the core of who they were. The more that could be under attack, the less need there would be for the program. Though many little outside off the SGC knew just how important this program was to earth. Without it, well, there would be no more earth if it wasn't for the lives involved in this very place.

Tag: Grant Fulcur, Ajay Martin, anyone else involved in the mission. 

[Grant Fulcur]

1001
Conference Room
Stargate Command

Grant glanced at the newcomer in surprise. He didn't recognize her, but he also didn't expect her to speak to them: the SGC probably had a few representatives dropping in to make sure the accounts were clear and the numbers from the IOA matched the internal numbers from the Stargate Program. But someone had been spreading rumors about what was about to go down in this room, which meant that Grant's secret was likely a lot less secret than he would have hoped. Furthermore, it meant he could expect a lot more interruptions and uninvited visitors than he would like, as well-intentioned and kind as they were.

"Hey," Grant said in a calm but stern voice, "Hey, Slow down. It's ok. Nobody is on the plank," Yet. He glanced at the doctor with an inquisitive look, but Ajay's peevish attitude seemed to only have deepened, as he was looking down at his notes with great intention.

Grant reached a hand across the corner of the table, "Grant Fulcur. Former member of the Vedas expedition. I never personally served with Delta, though Ajay did," He made a pointed glance at Dr. Martin, catching his eye, trying to encourage him to say something.

"General Carter has tasked the two of us with dotting the 'i's and crossing the 't's in regards to our funding, and the IOA is coming in to make sure everything checks out and receive clarification on any spending that they have questions about." That was only half the truth, or so Grant expected coming from the IOA. They were likely here to shut down the program so they could reallocate the money and assets to something more lucrative or politically beneficial. But the emotion in Major Andre's voice proved there would likely be no swaying her to leave. "As leading this particular audit has fallen to me, I will permit you to stay on one condition..."

He locked eyes with her, "Do not interject without asking permission first," Grant hoped she understood the weight of this responsibility; the IOA was building a case against the Vedas expedition. All they needed was a few decisions driving by emotion, and not reason or logic, and they could make a good case to the President that the program needed to be scrapped. And the Stargate program was never devoid of emotive decision making; it was actually one of its strongest attributes, but one that military and political personnel had long decried as reckless. The Stargate program saw it, rather, as neccesary; without emotive decision making, how were the individual teams tasked with first contact with so many new civilizations supposed to come to reasonable terms or conclusions about the sanctity of life of those they discovered? All the IOA wanted to do was threat and value assessments of every new civilization and then decide on a course of action akin to two stark paths: Ignore or Pillage. That was unacceptable to the Stargate program, and over time would likely be proven to be unacceptable to the people of Earth, and most definitely her critics.

Grant needed all attendees of this trepidatious ordeal to keep very tight control of their tone, emotions and rhetoric, as one outburst could lead to the shuttering of the Vedas project, and he made sure Destiny knew through the look in his eyes how serious he was. There was also the little thing about his expensive primary mission with Vedas he had almost no doubt was about to come up, just as soon as the IOA agent walked through that door.


And it was very unlike an IOA agent to be this late. Grant checked his watch again: 1002. Where was the man? Nobody had ever made Grant sweat; it's one of the many things that had helped qualify him for being an SSO. At this point the IOA was just being rude. Intentionally rude. Of course. What else should he expect. Grant noted the rudeness of the wasted time and decided that mutual rudeness may be the name of the game today. He just had to figure out how to dish it back without endangering the expedition.

After nearly a year out of the field, Grant was sad to find that he was taking great pleasure in plotting his scathing remarks.

<TAG: All>

[Sarah Daniels]

1002
Conference Room
Stargate Command

It had been a disaster dominoes kind of morning. A 6 am flight that had left at seven from Dulles, a messed-up rental car reservation, and traffic in the Springs.

Topped off by a deliberately difficult guard at the first point where someone who was in the know was standing as soon as the female Marine saw the IOA credentials. But she was here and made sure she looked perfect as she walked from the elevator, despite the morning from Hell.

She walked in and read the room. She knew none of them personally, only by reputation and personnel records. At least military personnel always had evidence of how to address them on their uniforms, whether you knew or cared about their name or not.

"Dr. Martin, Major Fulcur, and Major Andre, good morning." The woman was unexpected but Sarah knew a united front when she saw one. Delta was doubling down on protecting their comrades. That they were at SGC and not the Pentagon spoke volumes. "My apologies, gentlemen. Travel arrangements turned into a problem. Mr. Cowden should be just behind me." She offered her hand to whoever would shake first. "Dr. Sarah Daniels for the IOA."

[Grant Fulcur]

1002
Conference Room
Stargate Command

Grant rose from his chair and made his way around Desinty's to take the outstretched hand. "Grant Fulcur," He said shaking her hand and locking eyes with her. Something wasn't right about her, and it disturbed him. He held the handshake a little longer than was comfortable to gauge her reaction, then realized what was disturbing him: she didn't hate him. In fact, she'd come to no conclusions about him, regardless of his thin dossier and being a member of the SGC and Vedas specifically. So why was she here? "And no need to apologize. Some of us haven't seen the 'gate in some time, so we were just taking it in." He turned his back to her and walked to the window, hands behind his back: a show of respect and trust. He only hoped she recognized it. If she had previous experiences with the Stargate program, or had heard anything, she was clearly reserving her judgement. That, coming from the IOA, meant as much as bringing a fine wine over when visiting someones house for dinner.

"I wasn't expecting an attache with Mr. Cowden; are you advising him, or here for another reason?"

<TAG: Sarah>

[Elliot Cowden]

1002
Conference Room
Stargate Command

Early was on time and on time was late...

That was something his father had drilled into him at a very young age, but as he had gotten older Elliot realized that sometimes you had to ignore the advice of your long dead father and do things you way. Still, he could not help but feel irked as he looked down at his watch. He had planned on being the first one in the conference room by the time everyone had arrived, but first came a call from the President, a call that lasted far longer than Elliot thought it would, then again it was the President of the United States and he was not about to cut the man off to remind him that Elliot had a meeting to get ready for. Once he had finally gotten the president off the phone Cowden finished getting ready and after a rather pleasant drive in a car he arrived at the hub of activity known as Stargate Command. 

Briefcase in hand Elliot made his way down the hallway that would lead to the conference room the meeting was being held in. He was three minutes late to the meeting he had set up because before he gave the president his opinions on if the Vedic Expedition should stay open or not, Elliot did want to be nice and give the people in favor of the expedition a chance to try and fight back. Walking into the room Elliot made his way towards the head of the table, but before reaching the chair usually reserved for the ranking member in the room he paused and set his brief case before the one right beside it. "Fulcur, Dr. Martin, thank you for taking the time to meet with me today." he said as he looked around the room, seeing Dr. Daniels he gave her a nod, he should have expected her to be here, even if he did not directly ask, Elliot looked to the other woman in the room, based on the rank on her arm he could tell she was a Major, "Excuse me Major we have a meeting that was supposed to begin a few minutes ago, is there something we can help you with?" he asked as he started pulling files out from his brief case. He was not about to have a total stranger just sitting in his meetings. 


TAG: Ajay Martin, Grant Fulcur, Sarah Daniels, Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre

[Ajay Martin]

1001 -1003
Conference Room
Stargate Command

It wasn’t okay, Ajay wanted to grumbled. Not when one took the IOA’s meddling into affairs they did not understand at all. Not when there a thread to closing of an expedition for reasons unknown to most. As for the plank, he rose an eyebrow, “It’s that what are trying to stop from happening? Keeping the sister expedition safe from being thrown overboard and drowning?” he asked Grant. Saving Vedas was paramount at this time of the expedition’s life, which had only begun. Rookie Commanders were finding their feet, voice and understanding the grand jewels the universe offered.

When Des joined them, Ajay gave her a nod when she made her introduction, before he could speak, Fulcur was already on top of things, “Doctor Ajay Martin,” he gave a nod to Des, “Former member of the Delta Expedition. I tried reaching Troy, but only ended with his voicemail. Even if I did reach him, it’s hard to say where he might be at the moment. But I did leave him a message, even if he doesn’t get here in time. At least he is aware.” Troy’s presences would have done wonders for this small group. If the man wasn’t available, he wasn’t. There was little Ajay could do in that regard.

“While we get you are leading,” Ajay looked at Grant, “giving them a united front is necessary as well. We can’t let them find cracks to break, here. Major Andre, when you get a chance, try calling Troy again. I’ll get Aeneid to beam him here. The ship is prepared for it. I have already had a word with Miranda.”

He watched a woman walk into the briefing room, causing Ajay to eye with some interest as to who she was. It took another second to put two and to together. And only one word came to mind; IOA. Seeing her out stretched hand, towards him after she had made introductions, “Doctor Ajay Marin,” he took her hand and shook it. Then took a Grant’s posture. Mate, I hope you know what you are doing, he thought. Dealing with IOA was very much like playing with fire. Given he was no longer military, it was Grant and Andre rolling the ball.

Hearing Cowden’s voice, Ajay frowned, “Given your agency left us with little choice but to be here,” he shrugged. So, this was the man whose name was floating around the base. Oxford’s actions were admirable as well foolish. Ajay only smirked only have a thin pressed lips when Cowden spoke to Des, “Major Andre and myself are Delta representatives,” he could see why Robert Oxford Jr had done what he did, “Is that a problem, First Secretary?”

Tag: Elliot Cowden , Sarah Daniels , Grant Fulcur , Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre

((Bobby broke Cowden's nose in Ep 9. Also, Ajay is a former RAN (Royal Australian Navy; Enlist). Yep is a Aussie))

[Sarah Daniels]

1003
Conference Room
Stargate Command

Sarah kind of wanted to snap his head off. An attache, really. But she smiled like what she was, the Georgia beauty queen, homecoming queen who looked only slightly older than the almost twenty year old wedding portrait at her former in-law's home.

She crossed one leg over the other in her knee-length business-like pencil skirt. "Oh well, bless your heart for your guessin', Major. I'm actually recently out of the London office and been in DC the past while overseeing the Vedas Expedition. I was in the last review, and while they managed to not lose a ship again since then, that's about all I can say in all y'all's favor."

As Elliot arrived, Sarah nodded at her colleague. "Mr. Cowden, a pleasure as always to see you."

She shook the geneticist's hand. "Pleasure to meet you in person, Doctor. I've read some of your work in the program, very impressive material."

But those were the pleasantries. She opened her briefcase and set out the documents she was relying. The expedition's own mission reports since their last review, which could be used to save the whole thing or pull the plug on them all. "So now, let's get down to going over all the ways the expedition has made the wrong decisions lately."

<<tag Grant Fulcur , Elliot Cowden , Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre , Ajay Martin >>

[Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre]

1001-1004
Conference Room
Stargate Command

Destiny gave a small nod to Grant's command, raising a brow as well. Maybe a little possessive much about this meeting. Yes it was out of the blue that the Major was here, but it was only to lend aide, not to take over. If it wasn't for Travis Oxford vouching for her, Bobby wouldn't have even consider it. Sometimes the element of surprise and unknowns were what swayed these meetings. At least that's what Ayden Sheppherd, this woman's best friend, always told her - and did Ayden see her share of meetings such as these. How many drinks did the two share over the years when it came to relaxing after meetings like these? Too many to count. "Pleasure to meet you both, and will do Doctor. God knows how busy Troy is, but it just doesn't seem like him to miss an important meeting like this one. You know as well as I do, he was always involved in these meetings back in Delta, especially if a friend called in a favor," explained giving a small smile thinking about the older man. It took quite sometime, but Destiny was happy to say that Troy was now one of her dearest friends. Not only was he a damn good soldier, and definitely someone you wanted on your side, but he was a brilliant. On and off the field, he was reliable and always there, which is why it was weird he wasn't present.

Looking up at other woman that entered, Destiny stood also holding out her hand to shake, sitting back down again, watching another male enter the room. The brunette's eyes narrowed as the second IOA Agent entered. "Captain Oxford personally wanted me to give you hello from him, hopes you're well, and that you don't mind a few surprises," replied with a sly smile, only to hold back a laugh from Ajay's reply. There was always a reason for everything that happened in the SGC - nothing happened without a plan. Even though she wasn't originally meant to be here, there was reason for the Major's presence now. With this arse standing before her, that reason was clear as day to see.

Destiny glanced back over at Sarah, tilting the head to the side with a confused look. "I'm sure I speak for both gentlemen when I ask, what decisions could that be? I wasn't on the Vedas Expedition long, but I know from experience formerly being on Delta, every decision is made with careful thought," explained calmly, honestly wanting to know what errors they dug out and were blowing out of the water this time. Hopefully when Dr. Daniels said it was in their favor, she wasn't pulling their leg. That would be just their luck.

Tag: Grant Fulcur, Ajay Martin, Sarah Daniels, Elliot Cowden

[Elliot Cowden]

1003
Conference Room
Stargate Command


Elliot stayed where he was near the head of the table as Dr. Martin gave his retort to Elliots greeting, of course the Doctor had a very snide tone to his words, but Elliot had been greeted with worse before. When Martin asked if having two representatives from the Delta expedition there would be an issue, Cowden shook his head before giving his reply. 

"Well is it kind of my agencies job to sometimes request for you to be there, if you have better things to do besides be a respected representative of your own organization and country in regards to the issues that will be presented, by all means....the door right there." he said with a slight raise of his hand. They could either proceed with this meeting like adults, or he could end the meeting before it even began and send his report to the president without ever asking for the other parties opinions. 

"So now, let's get down to going over all the ways the expedition has made the wrong decisions lately." Dr. Daniels soft southern drawl cut through the noise in the room, Elliot resisted smiling as he took his seat, leave it to Daniels from cut straight to the chase, of course she seemed to always be able to get away with it. Elliot walks into a meeting and does it and everyone calls him an ass. 

"I'm sure I speak for both gentlemen when I ask, what decisions could that be? I wasn't on the Vedas Expedition long, but I know from experience formerly being on Delta, every decision is made with careful thought,"

"Is it Major?" Elliot asked as he flipped open the first file he wanted to go over, he looked to Andre, "While I respect most of the leadership on the Vedic Expedition, I can not help but wonder if every decision is actually carefully thought over before a choice is made." he added. 

[Sarah Daniels]

1003
Conference Room
Stargate Command

Sarah was looking at the reports that had come back once Shiva had returned and the missing had been recovered. "Well, you can send the good Captain my regards, Major. It's unfortunate he or Admiral Oxford couldn't be here, considering the circumstances we find ourselves in."

When Major Andre mentioned careful thought, Sarah just smiled. "That's a matter of opinion, but we'll go over the missions since the last IOA review with General Loveridge and Captain Oxford."

She turned to the mission, best summarized as 'Dumb freaking luck and recklessness saves the day,' "So let's talk about how the base almost exploded, Majors, Doctor. Based on the reports, it seems that nothing but dumb luck prevented disaster."

Even she had the politeness to not even mention the sections of the SV-3's reports where Colonel Hamrick had documented as part of the 'compromised mental capacity due to alien influence' statement, SGC Form 19, for the sexually harassing things he'd said to Captain Huntley, Dr. Cross and Dr. Pratt.

There was so much more material in the Colonel's reckless and totally not carefully thought out at all choice for how to stop the impending disaster. She had wanted to do this on Vedas, where she could put people in front of her and have them defend themselves. "So, we have a contagion-infected team, mentally compromised and their condition unpredictable, allowed into a delicate situation. While it did work, I'd like to think there was anything resembling actual decision making going on."

<<tag Elliot Cowden , Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre , Ajay Martin , Grant Fulcur >>

[Ajay Martin]

1003
Conference Room
Stargate Command

Ajay resisted the urge to roll his eyes at Cowden’s comment. He had read the report of the last the meeting they had done with General Loveridge, Col McKinnon and the Captain Oxford. Cowden’s high and mighty attitude was the why Oxford had broke his nose, and that was something Ajay was starting to see. Looking unimpressed at the man, “I don’t,” he took a seat and threw a smug grin at Cowden. He was going to see how this played out. This was most entertainment he was getting since he had taken a step back from being on the front line on Delta, “If I did, I won’t be here.”

He listened as Destiny spoke, then heard Elliot’s reply, “I’ll vouch,” he spoke, “It is made carefully. Sometimes, on your feet and while you are running for your life. But then again, for someone like you, who is sitting behind his desk, such though can be baffling. And that’s okay.” He had seen it first hand himself, and had made such decisions himself. Perhaps after this he could grab scotch on the rocks, he was going to need it.

He turned his face to see Daniels speaking, he knew what she was referring to. He had read more in depth detailed report that was sitting on his desk as well some he had heard from his wife. As the Chief Genetics on Delta, he also covered Vedas to a degree since the project had no Genetics on the base. His position was very much like Vanessa Collins who was there as their main shrink. He was dividing his time between the two expeditions. With Vedas, he wasn’t physically there. Leaning back, “Expedition leaders weren’t affected,” he pointed out, “most of the decision making was done by them.” He hoped that was the case.

Tag: Elliot Cowden , Sarah Daniels , Grant Fulcur , Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre

[Sarah Daniels]

1004
Conference Room
Stargate Command

If she had glasses, Sarah would have pushed them up on her face. Or maybe pulled them to off to give Dr. Martin the kind of look she'd perfected with her teenage boys.

She flicked through the reports of Colonel Hamrick, Captain Huntley, and Dr. Pratt. "No, I don't think so, actually. The colonel and the captain's reports are pretty clear, and Dr. Pratt was there when the colonel decided, while mentally compromised by an alien virus, to attempt to shut off the reactor himself."

The geneticist had a point, but she wasn't going to give it to him, even if she knew Roosevelt's "Man in the Arena" speech very well. "Though I am willing to acknowledge the colonel's willingness to risk his own chances to be too late to be cured by Captain Huntley's antidote, someone who was known to be mentally compromised should never have been in the position to be only supervised by a civilian who couldn't possibly stand up to a trained Marine physically and a junior officer cowed by his rank."

Of course that hadn't quite been the Admiral or either full bird Oxfords take on Hamrick's actions, but that wasn't a ringing endorsement. She was used to the SGC applying "heroic" to what many would call "foolhardy."

She moved to different mission folder of reports, SV-1's operation to the people later identified as the Veerth. "But I will acknowledge that decisions have to be made sometimes in desperation, a bad decision is still a bad decision." She gave Major Andre a significant look. "I'm sure, Major, that you'd prefer your younger sister not be in the line of fire the next time the colonel acts without the say-so of his superiors."

"Moving on to SV-1's mission to the," she checked Blake's pronounciation notes, "Veerth homeworld. The IOA found ourselves more than a little bothered by the sheer vastness of the information compromised by all three of the Earth-born members of SV-1, particularly the information about the interiors and protocols at SGC as extracted from Dr. Warren's memories by the Veerth Soldier caste."

Since after all, she knew Captain Oxford and Staff Sergeant Harper hadn't served at the Mountain the way Blake had. "What kind of progress has been made in acquiring their simulation technology from the Veerth?"

<<tag Ajay Martin , Elliot Cowden , Destiny 'Silverwing' Andre , Grant Fulcur>>