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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:29 pm
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It was a usual run of the mill day at the SGC. A couple of teams were offworld, people chatted in the Mess, avoiding paperwork, techies and scientists blew things up and stopped things working. Everything was spiffy really, as it should be.
JL wasn't here. She'd gone offworld with SG-15 to look at an archaeological dig they were conducting on PX92745. Someone had said to her it was a nice place, full of trees and mist and lakes. They hadn't been kidding. It was like paradise, endless blue skies, thick grass. Kinda like earth before humans sunk their claws in.
Suddenly, back at the peaceful SGC, suddenly sirens blared and an announcement of 'unschedueled offworld activation!' had the marines running to their posts in the gat-room, weapons trained on the swirling vortex of the gate. Someone closed the iris until someone else realised SG-15's code was being trasmitted. Once the iris was open again, a SG-15 member and JL tumbled through the gate, the former unconsious and the latter ruffled and with a deep gash in her arm. The General sat up and looked to the marines. "Medical team. Now!"
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Jupiter Lightning Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:50 pm
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Startled by the sirens, Space almost tripped over. She was close to the gate room, so she thought she'd go in and see what the fuss was about. As the marines filed in, she snuck round behind the guy in the corner with the sub-machine gun, figuring she'd be pretty safe there.
Seeing the General took her by surprise, the wound on her arm looked nasty. She winced, and looked at her feet. Not really sure if there was anything she could do, she felt obliged to offer, anyway. Stepping forward, "Uhm.. General?" She jogged over to the ramp, and held a neatly folded material handkerchief at arms length. "Here. Squash it on the cut and hold it up.." She stopped for fear of sounding patronizing. "It should do until the Med-Team get here." Stepping back, she looked up at the control room, hoping not to be in too much trouble for that gesture.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:01 pm
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Jupiter Lightning Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:13 pm
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Jupiter Lightning Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:35 pm
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Dropping the water she'd been holding for the obviously ill Sergent Matthews, and flinging her hands up beside her head, she stared at her left. An obvious tremor in her now quiet voice, "What happens if you touch his skin?" Well. She'd moved his arm, but she was pretty sure that'd been down to tugging the loosely fitted jacket. She wasn't doing a good job of convincing herself. She had been nervous of him, so she wouldn't have touched him, would she? Of course not, she wasn't stupid. Although she had moved his head to the side, to check if he was breathing; but that wasn't what the general meant, surely. "I didn't touch him." Putting her hands down, and in her pockets, almost instantaneously, she shrugged and moved back. Still hoping the answer to her question wouldn't be too bad.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:37 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 2:51 pm
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Jupiter Lightning Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 3:05 pm
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