Welcome to Gaia! ::

MD was walking down a hall of Section 13. In fact, it was the very same hall Zi was walking down. MD looked up from a report she was reading to see Zi in the distance. From what she could make out, Zi was being Zi. Hopefully MD wouldn't have to use one of her tranquilizers to calm her down. MD waved at Zi and continued on her walk towards her.

MD smiled at Zi's usual hyperness.
"They're coming along. Seems the tests aren't going as well as he had hoped. I think we're going to up the dosage a bit."

MD sighed, then proceeded, "yeah, nothing really seems to be working. His resolve is a lot higher than a normal person's and we can't break him yet. I think three more hours of I Love Lucy reruns might do it."

"I have to second what Zi said," responded MD with a sigh. There always had to be something problematic that happened... like the day one agent let out an experiment because he thought it was a cute bunny rabbit. That was the last time that agent was seen in one piece.

Shortly after Agent Phoenix retreated back into his room, Agent Murrue stomped out of another room in Section 13 with her clothes slightly charred, ash lightly coating her face, and a slight smell of burnt fabric about her.

"Reverse-engineering those staff weapons and modifying them to work as attachments for, say, our standard-issue M4 Carbines or P90s is gonna take way longer than I thought," she said while wiping her face and glasses with a hankerchief. "I assure you that progress is being made with the other Goa'uld tech in the inventory, though. I've built a working model of a shock grenade, and I've started work on modifying the zat technology for use with our own firearms; both of them should be quite useful for us in the future. Some guy dropped off a shipment of pain sticks yesterday; dirty name aside, I'm pretty sure we can find a use for them."

Unlike most of the other agents assigned to work with Section 13, Murrue's specialty was alien technology; she filled the role of quartermaster and armorer for the entire section, and to that end she was constantly taking apart, rebuilding, reverse-engineering, jury-rigging, and modifying alien tech to work for whatever purpose the GIB superiors deemed best. Asides from a few minor episodes involving Covenant plasma weapons, Murrue had not sustained any major injuries in the line of duty; even she found that to be quite odd. With the way things were going, though, Murrue was more likely to get beaten by her superiors for failing to meet production deadlines than to get blown up by one of her own creations.

Zi watched the newest agent to roll in with mild interest. "That was odd," she said, before turning her attention back to the problem at hand. "Thank you Agent Murrue, can you have a new prototype out by next Tuesday? I have to show TIM we aren't just doing nothing down here." AT this time, a scream errupted from somewhere in the building.