[Grant Fulcur]

1737
Gym

"She's not timid, she just doesn't know sh!t yet!"

Grant snorted; the first words out of the Marines mouth to him were a rebuttal! Classic cocky attitude coming from the sea-queen; Marines always thought there were all that, and to be fair, they have the most well rounded training of any of the armed forces. Hell, he admired watching Seal Team Six work on Bin Ladin's compound. The stereotypes would stick, he knew, until they faced incoming fire together, then they would be bonded for life. Until then...messing with the water-boy was too much fun.

"Hey, I just wanted to see her kick your a$$." Grant offered frankly with a grin, crossing his arms, waiting for the next scathing response.

Like clockwork, "The guard's a crap position to attack from anyway until she closes it at minimum." Grant had to give Hamrick points; he knew his combat, and Grant respected the effort the LtC was making to get his civilian team battle ready. Grant made a mental note to set up a firing range outside and offer Steve use of the armory.

Hammock looked over at Akash, "Malhotra, you can wait for me to finish the position drills with Cooper, or you can work with Major Peanut Gallery if he's willing." Grant chuckled to himself at the jest. The Lieutenant Colonel eyed Grant, "Getting in and out of dominant positions and then chokes from those dominant positions, with some arm bar techniques. I'm not going crazy with more advanced techniques on them yet."

Grant looked over his shoulder at Akash, "It's up to you. I have to warn you that I teach more by doing than explaining; it's a little more muscle memory for me, but I'll do my best to get you up to par," whatever that was for such an alien world.

<tag Akash Malhotra , Isabelle Cooper , Steve Hamrick , Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr , Blake Warren , Fiala Skala >

[Isabelle Cooper]

1731
Gym

Okay so maybe hitting Steve in the face wasn't her best option because now her hand hurt like hell. "She's not timid, she just doesn't know sh!t yet! The guard's a crap position to attack from anyway until she closes it at minimum." Isabelle gritted her teeth,  mostly out of concentration and a little bit out of annoyance. After his reply to Grant he turned his attention back to her, "The effort's good, Cooper, but the guard, if you'd flipping actually cross your ankles tight and close it, is the least dominant position and unwise to attempt to attack from. Your goal is to control what I can do by jerking me around and then flipping me back over to get a more dominant position, while I try to pass your guard."

As he leaned back she jammed her elbows into his legs like he had done before, recalling what he had told her before flipping her to the mat, Isabelle grabbed his arm the way he had instructed before moving her legs. Hand placement was easy enough, actually flipping the man proved to be harder simply because of the size difference. Hamrick was easily a foot taller than her and outweighted her by several pounds, but she managed, making sure she had a firm grip on his belt just in case he tried to move. 

Isabelle took a breath, "Just because I am learning." she said firmly looking at Steve and then to Grant, "Does not make me timid." extra guidence was always welcome, but comments from the peanut gallery were not. "I doubt either of you were very confident the first time you learned this stuff."  she added, then again, they were not a civilian like hersef but one of the many military personal who were apart of the expedition. 

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1737
Admiral Oxford's office

Minutes ticked by as Matt had waited for Bobby to talk. In all appearance, it seemed that Guards member had no intention of telling him what he had done. What it ever it was, Oxford was sure that he was not going to like it. Scenarios after scenarios played in his mind, each one was worse than the other. “Fine,” he shrugged, “I’ll speak with General Loveridge in regards to this. I’m sure he has,” Matt moved his head around to make a point.

Talk to Loveridge, Rob squirmed a little, “No..I…” His mouth was left open as he tried to think of a way to pull Matt out from that meeting. Which left him a little choice other than to tell about what happened.

Raising an eyebrow, the Admiral titled his head towards his Executive Officer, “You what?” he pushed. Bobby wasn’t an easy nut to crack. Never been, he knew that.

Not meeting Matt’s eye nor his face, “I broke Cowden’s nose,” Bobby finally blurted out, “He provoked me. No one insults my family and gets away.”

Rubbing his temple, “What the hell am I to do with you? I can’t keep on Earth as you will find ways to get in trouble; I can’t keep you here as you have all the intentions of getting kicked out.” With a sigh, he kept his voice firm and scolded his cousin, “You have position to up hold from this end. I expected better from you as the Acting Commanding Officer. Your usual bag of tricks need an update.”

Rolling his eyes,“Nothing is wrong with my bag of tricks. Talk to your baby brother. He might need a new wand.”

Letting out a short bark of laughter, “You finally discovered the Wizard’s identity, I take it?”

“Why aren’t you giving him hell?” Bobby demanded, “I want to hurt the little weasel so bad.”

Why wasn’t he? Matt mused, he had his reason and he wasn’t willing to share, “Now back to you.” He took a moment, “What’s with the IOA?”

<<Tag: Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, Nick Harper, Blake Warren, Steve Hamrick, William Huxley, Isabelle Cooper and Grant Fulcur>>

[Deleted]

1737
Corridor towards Gateroom/Control Room

Fiala was still in her own little world as Warren graced her with his company. She still knew very little on and was not bothered by it, privacy was important to her and as long as it didn't affect the mission she didn't care about there's.

"Lieutenant! You're headed for the gate room? I just wanted to thank you, I can't quite remember if I got a good opportunity to do so during the craziness before. And Major Harris, have you seen her around? I was actually just headed for the mess hall, I've heard it's meatloaf tonight."

Fiala frowned as if a mother to her child with him thanking her, to her there was no need and things could of easily gone the other way.

" How many times do I have to say, call me Fiala. You've earned it. She continued to tap buttons unaware what she was fully doing, " I am only going there cause I'm bored out if my mind with security getting back to normal, plus Doctor told me to ease back on training or he'll take matters further and my second half is out taking plants or talking as it's still boring. What am going to do with my free time?" Unaware Fiala somehow found herself in settings on her pad and before long her pad was now speaking an non-european language. Remaining calm she spoke again " I done something, she's going to kill me again, this is the fifth time I done this. You know what, That's it.I think I'll join you for that Meatloaf if you don't mind."


<Tag Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr,Nick Harper, Blake Warren, Steve Hamrick, William Huxley,Akash Malhotra,Isabelle Cooper >

[Steve Hamrick]

1737
Gym

Oh yeah, he was going to have fun with the new soldier. "By the time I'm done with her, she'll be kicking your ass."

As Izzy accomplished her guard and put him back over, he had to praise for that. "You are not timid, Cooper. It took two weeks of training to get Blake to be willing to actually hit me."

Of course, that was complicated and Steve glanced at the soldier before gesturing to his neck. "Once you have a dominant body position, you have attack options. One of those, requires very little strength, is the cross-collar choke. Almost anybody you're fighting is going to have some kind of clothing circling their neck."

He lightly placed her hands accordingly. "Use your hands, wrists crossed, to grab two handfuls of my shirt collar. Right hand to left side, left hand to right side, You want your knuckles dug in my neck, because this is a blood choke. And just turn your wrists to turn your palms toward you."

He hoped one thing would be obvious, but he had to be said. Being choked out by a 5 foot nothing civilian would be embarrassing. "In training, once your opponent feels it, they'll tap for freedom. Respect that. In the real world, hold it until they stop moving. And then hold it some more."

<<Visual Aid>>

[Isabelle Cooper]

1737
Gym

Isabelle kept her fists up, it seemed like a good idea and anytime she had heard anything about self defense protecting your face was a top thing to do. "You are not timid, Cooper. It took two weeks of training to get Blake to be willing to actually hit me." She lowered her hands and bit and gave him a look, "Most people don't enjoy hitting others." she told him.

Steve placed her hands around his neck in the proper position, Isabelle did not move at first, she assumed that would be it, she did not expect him to want her to actually perform the move on him. "In training, once your opponent feels it, they'll tap for freedom. Respect that. In the real world, hold it until they stop moving. And then hold it some more." Time to not be timid. Shifting her weight she started the choke, fully aware that she needed to stop when he tapped out, though he probably would have no problem stopping her himself before that. 

[Nick Harper]

1737
Gym

Nick walked in just in time to see the tiny diplomat flip the much larger Col. Hamrick onto his back and take up a dominate postion against him. He didn't say anything as he walked and stood beside the bench that Dr. Malhotra and Major Fulcur were seated on watching the training session. "By the time I'm done with her, she'll be kicking your ass." Col. Hamrick called, "So I take it things have been going well?" Nick asked the two other men. 

Not that he was expecting it, but usually when civilians learned how to properly defend themselves, it sometimes resulted in someone getting hurt. Beginners mistakes. So far it looked like Hamrick and Cooper were fine. Then she started choking him out (as instructed he hoped). Harper crossed his arms over his chest and watched, "I bet any of ya'll ten bucks her hands get tired before anything can happen." 

Tag: Akash Malhotra Grant Fulcur Steve Hamrick Isabelle Cooper

[Blake Warren]

1737
Corridor towards Gateroom/Control Room

"Right, of course, Fiala. I blame my mama's raising, Lie-, Fiala." Blake walked along with her as she spoke.

"Well, I'm sure there's a variety of things to accomplish on base. I mean, I've been going over the data from the Shiva's disappearing and the cultures they encountered. But that's obviously not your thing."

Blake reached for the computer. "Give it to me, I'll take it to Steve during dinner, and he'll fix it, no questions asked. If you take it directly, he'll refuse. If he asks, it's my tablet. So dinner, right? Right. He should go to the mess hall about eighteen hundred after inflicting a variety of military tortures on Akash and Miss Cooper."

It was really only the grace of God and reaching the side archway to the gate room that stopped the rambling that would have led to blurting out Colonel Hamrick's basis for providing tech support. The level of activity seemed normal to Blake and he looked at Fiala for her perspective.

<<tag Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, Nick Harper>>

[Steve Hamrick]

1738
Gym

Steve sighed. But this wasn't the time or place to get into why, as two young men in 2001, he'd tried to teach Blake to be willing to fight. "And sometimes being willing to hit someone is the only way to stay alive when the other guy wants you dead, Cooper."

Once she had the choke in right, he could feel the first few seconds of decreasing consciousness before tapping her forearm. "Well, she got the blood choke right, so pay up or shut your cake hole, Sergeant."

And yeah, it was Harper. Blake hadn't said much about SV-1's newest one way or the other. Yep, he needed to brush up his pretty boy's hand to hand, just in case Blake ever had to make a point about what a trained civvie could do.

And those were definitely the beginnings of green spots in his vision.

<<tag Isabelle Cooper, Nick Harper, Grant Fulcur, Akash Malhotra>>

[Grant Fulcur]

1737
Gym

"So I take it things have been going well?" Nick asked the two other men. Grant was impressed at Isabelle's willingness to choke a relative stranger, but in doing so she had lifted her hips off the ground, and Grant knew Steve was being nice by not flipping her and beginning his own attack. "I bet any of ya'll ten bucks her hands get tired before anything can happen."

"She's green, so I'm not dumb enough to take that bet" Grant said with a wince as he watched Grant miss Steve's tap out; he was going to be a little blurry when he got up, "SV-3 isn't up for a few days right?"

Just as he said that, the lights flickered and the telltale siren began to sound.

"Unscheduled Off-world Activation."

"Isabelle!" Grant called, hoping that would get her to lose her grip, as he jogged over to the pair, reaching down his hand to pick Steve up. He locked eyes with the LtC, "You guys expecting anyone today?" He knew they weren't, but his cover demanded he play his rank.

<TAG Isabelle Cooper , Steve Hamrick , Nick Harper , Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr , Lequana Ka'ti of Partho , Blake Warren >

---
It's been a week; time to get goin' on the story

[Gavin Barker]

1738
Control Room ->> Admiral's Office

Ever since they had returned, Barker was assigned to go through gate addresses that had been used and collect the mission reports on them. The Petty Officer sighed as he worked away on the computer when the incoming warning came to life. Immediately the man spun into action. File finding was going to wait, given Captain Oxford would know better of their location. He would ask the man when the moment allowed.

He ordered the gate to be sealed and waited for the GDO code to come through, much to this bafflement, what came through wasn't a GDO code, but rather a sound that was recognised by the computers, to his horror. Slowly he looked back where gate was and no shield. "Security team to the gate room," he pressed the base wide comms, as well the off-world alert, "repeat security team to the gate room. This is not a drill."

Once that was done, "I'm off to get the Oxfords," he told Corporal who was on the gate duty. Just as the security flowed in and he only saw the feet of their visitor.

The corporal threw a smirk, "Good luck," he told Gavin.

Rushing off, he almost ran down the hallway, coming to grinding halt at the closed door. knocking softly he opened it, and poked his head in. The sight of an angry Admiral was never a highlight of anyone's day, while he did feel sorry for the receiver, but SV-1's CO had landed himself in hot water with the IOA as well. No sympathies there. "Sorry for interrupting, but we seemed to have an unexpected guest."

Matt nodded, "I'll see to that. Round up the teams we have on base, please, Barker." He moved to his feet, and faced Bobby, "I'm not done with you."

"Yes, sir." And moved out the room just as quickly. He knew Hamrick was having training sessions in the gym. That was going to be his first stop.

<<Tag: Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, Nick Harper, Blake Warren, Steve Hamrick, William Huxley, Akash Malhotra and Isabelle Cooper>>

[Isabelle Cooper]

1738
Gym

Just as Steve was tapping her arms for her to let go, the base wide alarm started going off signaling that someone was trying to activate the Stargate. Isabelle quickly let go of his neck and pushed herself off of him,  Harper followed Fulcur to the mat and offered her his hand, Cooper took it and soon she was back on her feet again. 

"Last I checked we didn't have anyone out." Nick replied to Fulcur, "Security team to the gate room, repeat security team to the gate room. This is not a drill." She knew from movies that anytime someone said 'This is not a drill' it generally was not a good thing, neither was an unauthorized gate activation. Isabelle leaned down and quickly slipped her shoes back on before relacing them, "Sgt. Harper, I believe you owe them some money." she said as she stood up again. 

Of course she had to bring that up, Isabelle didn't give him a chance to reply as she walked past the rest of them and left the gym. She knew the others would be close behind, curious to see what was going on in the gate room, though curiousity probably was not the best choice of words. 

[Deleted]

1738
Corridor towards Gateroom/Control Room


Fiala smiled at his last comment as they walked together down the corridor, " Very different kind of people we are, causing damage is the only thing I know, " her mind drifted on all the possible careers she could of had and yet anything other then what she was doing was alien." Books and study were never my thing, never finished my education till my 30s with the military and even then barely passed." It was that moment she realised he finally called her Fiala and with a light clap she spoke." Well done, you know Lieutenant is English speaking countries, I'm Czech so I'm.." Fiala paused as her radio came to life with security been required in the Gate room.

With out two words and a tap on Warren on the shoulder " Come on" Fiala made a dash towards the Gate room as security seem to come from all locations running towards the Gate room.

As security took positions, Fiala headed towards control ,

<Tag Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr,Nick Harper, Blake Warren, Steve Hamrick, William Huxley,Akash Malhotra,Isabelle Cooper >

[Blake Warren]

1738
Gateroom/Control Room

"Stárshiy Leytenánt? No, never mind, that's my Russian. Czech's not one of my languages. I would completely like to learn though, some time when things aren't about to explode."

When she took off, Blake realized things were about to go down and looked up for a second. "Lord, help us all."

He avoided the way directly to the gate room floor and ran around after her to the "back stairs" of sorts to get to the control room.

The gate shield was clearly down and he chose not to offend the intelligence of the control room staff by asking the obvious. If they hadn't raised the shield, clearly something was wrong. Blake stepped to one of the consoles displaying an incoming message.

हम आपकी मदद के लिए अनुरोध करें।

"Hama āpakī madada kē li'ē anurōdha karēṁ." He called to Fiala. "It's a request for help, but it's in Hindi. I'm sure Akash can double-check my translation when SV-3 gets up here."

And really, he could only think of one possibility that could both somehow override the gate shield and send a message understandable to Vedas' computer. At least he thought that last part was tricky. "This could be from the Devas. Or an Asura trick, that too."

<<tag Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, Nick Harper>>

[Gavin Barker]

1739
Gym

He arrived in the gym, wasn’t sure that what he was to expect in the midst of all that training that was going on. He wasn’t familiar with the Marine’s martial arts nor the moves Lt Col Hamrick was teaching Miss Cooper. “Excuse me, sirs,” he looked at the two officers, Harper and Malhotra, “Admiral Oxford has requested available teams to join him in the gate room.”

Akash had responded with a shake of his head, when Grant spoke to him, after that opted to watch the byplay and remembering he moves Steve was teaching. He couldn’t say it wasn’t hard. “I believe we better get moving. Better not keep the good Admiral waiting.”

1739
Control Room

Hearing his name as he walked in the room, “Double check what?” he questioned, as he looked over the gate where a nervous man stood as well. Looking carefully at him, the Indian historian’s eyes went wide as saucers, moving to the comms, “Don’t shoot him. I’ll be there soon.”

And turned to face Warren, as he waited for the man’s reply.

<<Tag: Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, Blake Warren, Nick Harper, Steve Hamrick, William Huxley, Isabelle Cooper, and Grant Fulcur>>