[Vanessa Whitmore]

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Social Gathering

Vanessa was nursing a wine. One glass of wine and it would make the woman feel a slight bit tipsy. Two and forget it she was drunk and then generally digested even more drinks. Able to hold her liquor but easily made drunk she was no stranger to mixing alcohols. The wine might be the first wine on the night but she had already put away more alcohol. Though the last time she had mixed alcohol she had been spinning on bar seats in a toga. Then she had woken up in someone else's toga. Other things that even a sober Vanessa could not explain happened to the hung over warrant officer the next day. Wait?? Hung over Vanessa was almost as bad as drunk Vanessa, well she didn't think that way. In her mind all was right with the world.

Vanessa decided to just people watch for now. The Warrant officer top another sip of her wine. The barstools didn't spin. Damn. What fun were barstools when you couldn't spin around on them like a child while you were intoxicated. At least her alcohol was something consumable by the human species and not some foreign substance that inhibited complete loss of thought control the instance it touched ones lips.

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[Steve Hamrick]

2200
Social Gathering

Steve glanced around as he walked in. It was a room they'd found and had been furnished from unused areas of Vedas and officially designated as a lounge. The biggest selling point the lounge had was the huge bay windows that showed the southern stretch of forest from the base. There were a few other people around, and Chief Whitmore with the bar stools that he thought had been found somewhere in the uninhabited parts of the base.

Alone for the evening, Steve walked toward the chief, he'd barely dealt with her since arriving months ago on Shiva and decided to at least introduce himself. He walked up to when she was nursing her wine glass and watching the room. "Got anymore of that around, Chief? Or white, even better. I don't think we've properly dealt with each other around here.  Steve Hamrick, SV-3"

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[Javan Huntley]

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Javan had heard there was a lounge, a place away from the regular stress of the work day. He was still adjusting to the whole distant planet thing, but he was happy for the first time in over a year. He saw Hamrick, who knew was his commanding officer, but he hadn't really dealt with him beyond a formal greeting when Javan first arrived at the SG program.

The Medical Officer moved over to the bar, a few seats over from Hamrick and the other person, someone Javan didn't know at all beyond having seen her in the halls. He looked under the bar and found something he felt was surely contraband, but he wasn't going to complain. A nicely aged Brandy, that, after a quick sniff, proved to be quite smoky and thus perfect for the young officer's intent. "Anyone else want some of this?"

He would drink the whole thing himself if he decided to drink away his dark thoughts. He wanted to choke the life out of his ex wife the last thing he'd dealt with before leaving for this mission was finding out she was marrying the man she had cheated on him with and they had just bought a penthouse in New York, using the money she got from the divorce. He was just glad she hadn't convinced the judge to have him pay alimony...

[Steve Hamrick]

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2200
Social Gathering

"Nah, my father was the brandy drinker, Captain." He claimed another stool, leaving an empty space between himself and the chief because after all there was room. Blake was supposed to come later, but considering the analysis work the entire social sciences team was putting in on what they learned both from the Lyrians showing up, the Devas and the Princess in the Tower herself, Steve didn't really expect his partner to come.

Next to Chief's opened bottle of red wine, and there was white. Steve poured his one, not in a proper wine glass but just one of the weirdly-shaped glasses found around the place. And just the one glass, since he was pretty sure that pour was at least worth two drinks. He raised the glass to the soldier. "I feel more like wine myself. Huntley, right? The new doctor?"

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[Nick Harper]

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Social Gathering

"You lied."

"No I didn't, I just said I was not that good at the game." 

Nick looked down to the smaller woman, she was giving him a sweet smile, she had just beat him for the second time in chess, and now Nick was out of chocolate bars. "Now when can I expect my prize?" she asked as they turned a corner, Nick sighed, "After I nurse my pride, care to join me?" he asked. Isabelle shook her head, "I am actually not in the mood for anything right now, " Nick shrugged and after a few more words the two of them went their seperate ways. Nick walked into the makeshift bar area and smiled as he saw some familiar faces, though his eyes lingered on one in particular. Walking up he took an emoty seat, "Colonel, Captain." he said with a nodd to Steve and Javan before looking to Vanessa, "And I don't think we've been inroduced yet." he said giving her a smile. 

[Vanessa Whitmore]

2201
Social Gathering

Vanessa looked towards Steve as he approached she extended her hand. "We aren't at work Colonel" she seemingly chided him for a moment but in a teasing way. "You can call me Vanessa" she mused. "Nero D'Avalo is the name of the wine you were thinking of" she informed him as she hopped off her bar stool and set her drink down as they were joined by another.

Cpt. Huntley well she was definitely managed to find company of the officers. "Not a face I recognize though I cannot remember your name Cpt. and I think I shall pass on the brandy. I will wake up in a toga again or something" she mused shortly. There was a smirk on her face. Though that had been fun.

Cue someone to ask her name. "Chief Vanessa Whitmore Sv-2" she extended her hand out to him. It was nice to finally meet people here rather than feel like she blended in and faded into the background at times. Though a slightly drunk Vanessa hiccuped after a moment. Well okay so she slightly intoxicated and didn't realize it. Though the hiccups were not related to the drinking they were just there.

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[Javan Huntley]

Javan glanced at Vanessa. "How about a toast then? To the deaths of Divorce lawyers the world over. Cheers." He downed the glass of brandy and poured another cup right away. He downed that one too but stopped there.

"Wish we had some Blueberry Vodka, that would be nice. Ah if my sister could see me now she'd kick my nuts up through the top of my head." He let out a laugh, then put the top back on the bottle of brandy. "So anyone feel like explain this whole other planet and Stargate thing? I wasn't exactly given a full briefing, they just had me pack up and pushed me through that circle thing."

[Steve Hamrick]

2202
Social Gathering

Steve raised his wine glass. "Sergeant, white or red? And Captain Huntley found brandy, if that's your speed."

And he didn't really care what anybody thought as he drank some more of the white wine. And he couldn't really. "Not exactly in my nature, Chief."

Steve sipped from the wine. "And to the simplicity of a palimony agreement, because I've never seen two guys try to clean each other out on a break-up." When was the last time they'd even updated that thing? Steve thought about it. The house, right, after closing the mortgage.

And as Huntley asked for a more expansive explanation of everything, Steve just drained the wine glass on principle and poured another. "How long do you have? Anyway, a few million years ago there was these aliens called Ancients and they built the gates and interbred with humans and flipped off to another dimension. But some of them went to other galaxies first. We found the one on Earth and started using it and cleaned up on everyone in the Milky Way Galaxy and just because we could we got to work on three other galaxies." And really, that needed more wine. "Way oversimplified, but you're talking about almost twenty years of black budget military operations. Used to run a Marine team at SGC myself."

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[Vanessa Whitmore]

2202
Social Gathering

Vanessa shook her head. "Then for the love of all things use my last name. I hate being called chief off duty" she informed him rather bluntly. Drunk Vanessa was blunt even if she did want to spin around on bar stools like a child. "These stools are no fun they don't spin" she protested as she crossed her arms looking between the group. The look almost asked someone to fix it.

Divorce lawyers? She raised a brow at Javan as Steve spoke about alimony. The spousal talk ignited a memory.

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Angler Household

She was opening the door to stare at the airmen who had come to her door. The look on their faces she just knew... The only thing that had registered in her mind was the letter they handed her. The words coming off their lips had been gibberish to her. Closing her eyes she reopened them.

2202
Social Gathering

When had looked away from the group for a moment but she ordered another drink instead of making a comment about things. The woman listened as Steve explained how things worked to Javan. "Unless it goes missing.." she stated. That would make anyone feel stranded. Vanessa tried to laugh about it but it came out as a forced laugh as she looked to the others. It had been terrifying but for a drunk woman it was amusing that it could even go missing. Theories on that had been amusing anyway.

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[Steve Hamrick]

2202
Social Gathering

Steve took another swallow of wine. "Whitmore, then. I can live with that."

As Whitmore lamented the non-spinning stool, Steve shook his head. "It's better if they don't spin. Spinning bar stools don't work as a walker while trying to get across the bar."

And the gate going poof. "I heard about that happening while we were doing our best impersonation of the Robinson's. How exactly did the gate disappear, again, Whitmore?"

And he took another deep draft of the wine. Yeah, he shouldn't have poured the second glass, but thinking of that time frame reminded him that they were who-knows-how-many little mini Steves on Magadha for all he knew. He rubbed his left palm where the scar was fading and drank more wine.

And really, where the heck was Blake? He kind of wanted to dance and asking Huntley or Harper would have nine kinds of inappropriate. Not to mention the possibility of provoking the younger men into punching out a superior officer.

Yep, Steve drank more wine. They needed music. Maybe after this glass he'd ask Whitmore to dance, just to maybe see Blake sputtering incoherently when the pretty creature did show up from his lab. "You know what? Somebody had to have brought an MP3 player to another galaxy, who was it? Fess up now and be rewarded."

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[Nick Harper]

2203
Social Gathering

He had never been a big drinker, mostly because in order for him to get even close to intoxicated he had to have more than enough alchol, and that was not healthy. Nick smiled at Whitmore introduced herself, she seemed like a fun person, the fact that she was unhappy that the stools did not spin told him that. As Javan asked for a overveiw of the whole SGC program, Nick was about to suggest that he talk to either his cousin Kata or Dr. Warren, then he remembered that Steve was the other half of Warren, so the Colonel should know more than enough to explain things. Of course the explanation was a very very compressed version. "He explained it better than my cousin." Nick said to Javan before looking to Steve, "Cooper has a pretty big music collection...of mostly Italian artists and show tunes..." it wasn't exactly drinking music, "I used to have an iPod but I think one of those rabid squirrels grabbed it, I have not seen it in a while." Nick added with a shrug, he missed his music. 

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[Vanessa Whitmore]

2203
Social Gathering

Ipod? What did she look some teenager? Vanessa wasn't the type to have one of those handy if ever. "I don't have one to cough up" she informed Steve flatly. Though she stood up off her bar stool. "Who walks across the bar? Spinning is so much more fun" she replied.

Vanessa couldn't honestly remember the answer to his question. "Ask me again when I haven't been mixing liquor. Perhaps then my memory will not delude me" Who said drinking to forget didn't work? You just couldn't control what you forgot.

Rabid Squirrels? "Rabid Squirrels Harper? Sure you aren't you smoking the seaweed too? Since when do rodents eat electronics?" Vanessa had not been there at the time and so she had no idea what he was on about, so she just chalked it up to the whole not being there thing.

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[Javan Huntley]

Javan nodded at the explanation. "That sums it up quite nicely." He settled into his stool, wishing he had a deep, suede over stuffed armchair to sit in instead, like the one at home. He missed his dogs too, and he had yet to capture a live 'squirrel' that was young enough to be trained. That and the adults kept dying despite plenty of food and water, the biologists had no idea why which was a pain, he really wanted one of these things as a pet, but that was a secret, he was pretty sure the higher ups would have something to say if he told them his plan, and none of it was likely to be good. When the subject of music came up he perked a bit.

"I have an Walkman, not like an ipod, I think its better. My sister loaded the songs onto it, things to keep me upbeat while on this mission. Thing is I think if she had known I was leaving the planet she would have included some of those songs from those old space traveler television series'. Hold on let me get it out." He pulled out a custom Mossy Oak Camo colored Sony Walkman and hooked it to a pair of speaker he had in another of his many pockets. The song tat started laying first was one he had been listening to a lot, it was called "The Warrior's Song".


((Warrior Song

[Steve Hamrick]

2204
Social Gathering

Steve raised his wine glass to the soldier. "Blake does it way better, he almost describes the program as well as Doctor Jackson, who was being pestered by Colonel Mitchell when he in-briefed my group. God, now that man is good-looking."

He shook his head. Show tunes were a definite no. "Darn, so neither of you. Hey, you have to walk across the bar to go hit on someone good-looking you've spotted across the fog and the disco lights. And very good, I don't wanna talk about those creepy clone pod people either."

And that required draining the wineglass. "Well, talk to Doctor Warren sometime and he can describe it much better, I promise. I just love listening to him talk myself, I could be entranced all night by Blake reading the phone book, but I might be biased."

It wasn't quite dancing music, but Steve doubted the clearly very straight medic had Cascada or Lady Gaga on his Walkman. He finished the second glass of wine and quite purposely pushed the glass away. Two was enough, okay with the size of that glass he figured he was closer to four standard drinks. "Oo-rah, devil dogs! And I shouldn't have had the second glass. I always forget wine has more alcohol in it than beer, you know?"

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[Vanessa Whitmore]

2204
Social Gathering

Vanessa took a look between the two. "Perhaps you should demonstrate Colonel? I am quite interesting in learning this bar walking" the naval prototype specialist was very drunk and clearly wanting fun. Dancing was far from it. The only reason that dancing out was no one had any decent dancing music. Vanessa looked between the group as she downed her next drink. That was what number 4 or 5 for her? The woman didn't remember. Actually, she didn't remember much of anything now that she had this much to drink. She looked at Javan like she didn't know him for just a moment. Yep, too much to drink.

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