Episode Eighteen: The French Connection

[Dominic Evans]

1130
Gerobalon
Stargate

Captain Dominic Evans stepped through the gate with a smile on his face. The rest of his team followed, having prepared back on board the ship in the temporary gate room for their first mission together. His career had been building up to this, and he was glad he had finally cut it all the way to this rank, leading his own off world team. He checked all his gear, his P90, flack jacket, his Stargate Command provided off world DPMs, grenades and C4, radio, utility pockets and of course, military cap.

The mission was simple. If the Delian Expedition was to regain a foothold in this galaxy, they needed allies, and they needed a base. This was an exploration mission, the team was to meet and greet the locals of what the malp had revealed to be a fairly advanced world. Intel reports say that the French group had set up shop here as well, signing an allegiance with these locals. This rouge French element had been popping up all over the place, there were reports of the French being seen in Pegasus and off world Milky Way planets as well. Evans didn't know the full political history behind this but he did know that he had to tread lightly.

The new SD Team Captain nodded to his team as the stepped through the gate.
"Alright team, safety's on at all times. Lets act like we're treading on thin ice here, we know nothing of these French guys and we don't want to blow it with the others either."
He turned and approached an envoy who had been awaiting their arrival.

They had come out of the gate into an open area, steps led down from the Stargate and several important French and Gerobalions alike had gathered near the Stargate. Should the team look up at the building just across the lush grass from the Gate, they would be shocked. Evans gazed upward as he approached the men a few meters from the Gate, beginning to worry as he could not speak a lick of French. He saw a magnificent building, made of chromes, glass and all sorts of impressive materials, and atop the building, protruding from it's center... Was definitely a sight worth seeing. A replica of none other than the Eiffel Tower. Evans smiled, he went and shook hands with the envoy.

Evans and the envoy spoke for a good ten minutes whilst the team exchanged words between themselves, he then waved and ushered the team to come over and follow as the envoy began to lead them over the grass toward the building. Things appeared to be fairly pleasant so far.

[Manprasad Thakur]

1130
Gerobalon
Stargate

Manprasad crossed the Stargate wormhole into this new planet they were visiting. This was a totally different sensation this time though since he was always only tagging along whenever he went off-world in his time with the Delian Expedition, which in itself wasn't that long. Now he had the complicating factor of being an official team member. He couldn't screw up! That somehow made him a bit nervous for this mission which wasn't something he had experienced in any other one safe the very first one.

The new SD Team Captain nodded to his team as they stepped through the gate. "Alright team, safety's on at all times. Lets act like we're treading on thin ice here, we know nothing of these French guys and we don't want to blow it with the others either." He turned and approached an envoy who had been awaiting their arrival.

Manprasad nodded back to his CO. It was still hard to think of someone as his CO. Boss, director and so was OK, but this was new and he had to get used to it. "Alright, huh ....." He stopped as he didn't know exactly how to call Evans. Should he call him what? Sir, Captain or Evans? Not knowing he just said nothing else not to get on his COs bad side from the start. Better cautious than sorry.

It seemed like they were being expected already as an envoy came to talk to Evans almost as soon as Manprasad finished descending the Stargate's stairwell. His pack was a bit heavy because he didn't know exactly what to expect from this mission and so what to bring over and for precaution brought everything his back was able to carry for an extended time. He talked a bit with the other team members to get to know them a bit better as they waited for Evans to call them up.

As they were greeted, Manprasad in the name of politeness, greeted them back in the same manner and followed when requested. Upon looking at the embassy building, he could see the amazing replica of the Eiffel Tower. It made him remember when he visited Paris some years ago when visiting another continent was as far as he could go in the universe. It has just grown so much bigger since then. As big as it truly is!

<< Tag SD-7 >>

[James Calmara]

1130
Gerobalon
Stargate


Calmara steped throught the gate, new team, new CO, new planet, new adventure hopefuly. Calmara was glad to back in action and off world after his recent brush with insanity. He was dressed in standerd issue BDU's and, carryed his usual mechanics and diagnostic kits in the large pack on his back, he was armed with an M4 over his right sholder and two M1911 pistols by his sides. "Alright team, safety's on at all times. Lets act like we're
treading on thin ice here, we know nothing of these French guys and we don't want to blow it with the others either."

"yes sir"Calmara replyed and did as he was asked, makeing his way down the steps as he did, reaching the bottom he automaticly moved to the right flanking his team slightly, catching sight of what looked like an Eifle Tower replica Ok thats not expected, looks like these guys and the french are very friendly, should make an intesting mission.Calmara thought to himself as Cpt Evans met with the envoys Calmara glanced across at his team members he'd never worked with them off-world before and didn't know much about them, he decided to have a stab at striking up conversation turning to the nearist he asked
"So Dr Thakur is it? is this your first time of world in the Delian Galaxy?"

<Thakur>

The report said these guys are very advanced, it'll be intesting to see what kind of toy....technology they have?

<Tag thakur or anyone>

[Manprasad Thakur]

1130
Gerobalon
Stargate

As Cpt Evans met with the envoys, Calmara glanced across at his team members he'd never worked with them off-world before and didn't know much about them, he decided to have a stab at striking up conversation turning to the nearest he asked "So Dr Thakur is it? is this your first time of world in the Delian Galaxy?"

"Yes, that's me." Manprasad replied shyly. "You're Sgt. Calmara, right?" He asked back. "First time officially on a team, but not first time off-world." He answered to the second question.

The report said these guys are very advanced, it'll be interesting to see what kind of toy....technology they have?

"I also can't wait to take a look at it! Maybe we can find or trade for something nice.... and useful, of course." Manprasad said in a more excited tone. Now they were talking in the same language.

<< Tag Calmara >>

[xthestrangerx]

1130
Gerobalon
Stargate

Atalya felt that something was wrong with her. Why was she always getting moved to a different team every time? Was it because of her attitude? Maybe she didn't do enough to help with a certain team. Whatever the case was, this was her 4th team that she was assigned to. She stepped through the gate being one of only two women on the re-formed SD-7.
"Alright team, safety's on at all times. Lets act like we're treading on thin ice here, we know nothing of these French guys and we don't want to blow it with the others either."
Atalya had heard people talking about the French, another kind of Tau'ri. She was rather excited as she heard other's chatting.
"Alright, huh ....."
"yes sir"
A few moments passed before Thakur spoke out again.
"I also can't wait to take a look at it! Maybe we can find or trade for something nice.... and useful, of course."
Atalya decided to 'man' up whatever the heck that means and she spoke
"I'm actually really excited to find out what this......race........of your kind is like."

<Tag Anyone...xD>

[James Calmara]

b]1132
Gerobalon
Stargate[/b]

Calmara followed as they moved off following th envoy towards the building which Calmara asumed was their version of a city hall as Dr Thakur replyed "I also can't wait to take a look at it! Maybe we can find or trade for something nice.... and useful, of course." This twiged something with Calmara, "Something useful..you might be on to something their Doc...excuse me a moment." Calmara quickened up and caught up with the envoy.

"Sorry Mr Envoy sir, Master Sergeant James Calmara, their some impresive buildings you got there, any chance of knowing what materals you use and your constuction methods?"

This was direct but Calmara had tryed this approch on a number of occasions, and besides he didn't know any other way, the envoy lookerd at him and thought for a moment then replyed.

"Its Envoy Theoroi, Master Sergeant James Calmara, and we use a special meta-polimer compound in our construction projects, as for its precise composition and consruction metods i'm sure i can arrange for that information to be made availabe to you, however we will of course require something in excange."

"I'm sure we can work something out" Calmara replyed, them he caught Cpt Evans looking puzeled, Calmara indicated for him to drop back slightly, and leting the envoy go ahead Calmara explained himself "Sorry if that was unexpected sir, but it just came to me , and figued quick advanced structurs would be useful if were going to re-establish a new base and a foothold in this galaxy"Not knowing his CO Calmara waited for any posable fall out form his actions.

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[Astra "As" Owen]

1132
Gerobalon
Stargate

Astra stepped out of the 'Gate onto a new planet with a new team. She watched their new team leader greet the envoy of these French and Gerobalions. She nodded in agreement about keeping safety important at all times. She walked with the team when Captain Evans gave them perission and hurried up to catch up with Atalya. "How are you doing?" Astra asked the other woman and smiled. She listened carefully and kept an eye on her surroundings.

<<tag Atalya/team>>

[Manprasad Thakur]

1130
Gerobalon
Stargate

Atalya said from behind Manprasad: "I'm actually really excited to find out what this......race........of your kind is like."

"I've only been to France once before. I can say they can be very full of themselves as in very regionalist when they want to." Manprasad answered shyly to Atalya. He couldn't but notice how beautiful she looked and that caused him the urge to run away. He was so shy he couldn't even function close to a beautiful woman. Now he had two in his team. At first, he'd just try to talk to them without looking at them much. At least until he got used with the situation and their team friendship was cemented enough not to leave space for misunderstandings of that nature. Maybe that kind of behavior was the reason why he never got married.

Manprasad noticed when Calmara left his side just after his reply. There was a light bulb on over his head. He heard with attention his conversation with envoy Theoroi. The Sgt. really had a great idea. Now Manprasad was thinking hard on what they could give these people back in return since such task would probably fall upon him somehow. Though this time, on this team, Sgt. Calmara would be able to give a hand due to his background as a Mechanical Engineer. "Good thinking, Calmara. That could be very useful. Even if we don't use it for new buildings. We could use it to reinforce the inner structure of the Iliad and other similar places." He said in a quiet and low tone so that only Evans and Calmara would hear him. The envoy by now was walking further away with thoughts of his own. Just in case he could hear something, Manprasad made his words vague to those who didn't know what was the Iliad.

<< Tag team >>

[Dominic Evans]

1135
Gerobalon
Main Building
Lobby

Evans walked with the envoy, discussing a plan of action just ahead of his team. He then began to walk alone, glancing back at his team occasionally, it was time for a little thinking. Calmera seemed to know what he was doing, not his first ball game obviously. The Doctor also had some bright ideas so far. Dr. Owen was experienced and would probably prove valuable at some point. Atalya, he would keep an eye on her, she had been through allot and Evans deemed her slightly unstable. Of course her race had outlawed her, and she was now an SD-7 team member. She was under his command, she wouldn't be harmed by anybody let alone the Admurans.

The Captain caught sight of Calmera talking to the envoy and dropped back to speak to him.
"Sorry if that was unexpected sir, but it just came to me , and figured quick advanced structures would be useful if were going to re-establish a new base and a foothold in this galaxy."
"Very good Sergeant. You've got bright ideas, we'll pitch it to command when we return." He smiled and patted Calmera on the shoulder as the entered a very large and smart looking building where the walls consisted of mainly windows. The envoys signaled the team to wait in the lobby area whilst they disappeared behind double doors. It was just the team in this spacious area. Evans turned to his team straight away.

"Alright team, good to meet you all. This is our first mission and lets gel together and keep it tight. Keep your guard up I'm not sure what these guys are actually on to. I've had some bad reports about the French." Evans gestured for the team to walk toward the reception desk which sat empty, a white sleek desk with a heads up display on a small pane of glass acting as a screen, and various files lying on the desk. The team stood around.
"Remember your call signs in case we get split up. These files here look French, Calmera and Owen, set about seeing what you can find on this desk... Atalya and Thakur take the double doors on each side of this lobby and just stand watch, tell us when the envoys return. Lets see what we can find out about this race and about why the French are here shall we?"

Captain Evans then spat his chewing gum into his hand and put it up on a dome security camera above the reception desk, covering the lens up with it, allowing Calmera and Owen to work unnoticed. He took a look around the spacious lobby, noticing French flags hanging from the ceiling. Evans kept his calm as an experienced commander and watched his new team set to work, he smiled. Hopefully this would all go well and the team would get out with some great Intel. He turned as Calmera asked him a question from behind the desk.

<Tag Calmera>

"Well James, I've worked with the French back on Earth before now, they don't always like to play ball so we are doing things my way. Lets see what Intel we can get without having to give away anything of ours, its all about having the upper edge my friend. Besides they've no business being in this galaxy, the French have essentially broken all the rules here and I want to know how and why."

He kept his hand over the trigger area on his gun, keeping his guard up just in case. Evans noticed how this building looked so very modern and Earth like.

<Tag SD-7>

[James Calmara]

1136
Gerobalon
Main Building
Lobby

Calmara was plesantly suprised at Cpt Evans reaction, a word of praise and a pat on the back, literaly, things were looking good. As he walked through the building entrance, Calmara took stock of his suroundings, the reception area was cool and light and had a modern minmalist feel to it like those expencive appartment blocks back home, very nice he thought to himself.

Theoroi, the envoy, leaving sudenly and with barely as word left him clutching for his M4, Cpt Evans then gave a little talk about working together and keeping your guard up work together done and stay sharp done Calmara thought to himself, then came a list of tasks for the team, Calmara and Dr Owen were asked to look at files on the reception HUD, Calmara had slifght problem with this and vocalized them "Sir with respect, i thought our orders were to make contact with these people and try for a trade partership, isn't snooping around kind counter-productve?"

"Well James, I've worked with the French back on Earth before now, they don't always like to play ball so we are doing things my way. Lets see what Intel we can get without having to give away anything of ours, its all about having the upper edge my friend. Besides they've no business being in this galaxy, the French have essentially broken all the rules here and I want to know how and why."


Calmara was about to agree and mention his experience with the french, when he remembered that his experence wasn't real it was, in a round about way, all in his head, he stoped himself and instead replyed "Fair point well made, sir sorry for questioning your orders, right lets see what we can pick up from this" turning his attention to the Glass HUD, he droped his pack beside the desk and from his vest pocket pulled out a PDA pre-loaded with variose French translation tools, he taped the HUD and it came to life with light blue glow, and with three boxes of text turning To Dr Owen who joined him "OK Doc, lets see what we can find shall we, got your translation tools?"

<Astra>

"Ye your right each box has two lines of text under each other, this line looks french" Pointing to the second of the two lines "lets see wat it says i'll take that one you take that one"

<Astra>

"Ok so its dossiers de personnel, échange de cultures, préavis locaux which translate to
Personal Files, Cultural excange, and local notices. any ideas?"

<Astra>

"Crap locked out, i'll see if i can find a panal or something, maybe we can bypass the security or something, Cap'n Evans sir I could use Dr Thakur any chance he could be taken of guard duty for a minuite?"

Calmara poked, proded, preses and finaly kicked,the desk just below the glass HUS and was rewarded with a panal sliding to oneside reveling curcites, and a sore foot.

"That hurt, but we're on to something so it was worth it, shall we?" he said to DR's Owen an Thakur, then thought and asked "how we doing with people in on us?" calmara directing this last question at Atalia and Cpt Evens on the door.

<Tag SD-7>

[Manprasad Thakur]

1135
Gerobalon
Main Building
Lobby

As they entered the mostly windowed structure with a modern architecture, Evans said to the team. "Alright team, good to meet you all. This is our first mission and let's gel together and keep it tight. Keep your guard up I'm not sure what these guys are actually on to. I've had some bad reports about the French."

"Nice to meet you too, Evans." Manprasad decided to go with his last name as a way to call his CO.

<< Tag Evans >>

'Can we never have good reports on something or someone and not have to keep our guard up 24/7 like ever?' Manprasad thought to himself as an annoyed small smile formed on his lips. He was that type of positive thinker who wanted everyone to get along and work together for their own collective greater good. Maybe that's why he was so adjusted to the Delian Expedition. It had those same ideals in theory, if not always in actions.

A few moments later, after a general eye sweep of the room, Evans spoke again. "Remember your call signs in case we get split up. These files here look French, Calmara and Owen, set about seeing what you can find on this desk... Atalya and Thakur take the double doors on each side of this lobby and just stand watch, tell us when the envoys return. Lets see what we can find out about this race and about why the French are here shall we?"

After receiving his assignment, Manprasad walked to the double door to the south of the large room. He couldn't actually understand why he got the sentry watch as a civvie, but so was Atalya. Maybe it was a test? One to see if he could serve in a more non science related role? Manprasad himself had doubts about that. Maybe someday he'd get used to run around firing a P-90 like Doctor Jackson eventually did, but that day was very far from this day. He simply stood watch by his chosen door and kept all his attention to the noises that came from the other side.

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Under the call from Calmara, Evans and Manprasad switched places. The scientist felt more on his element and certainly would function better now.

"That hurt, but we're on to something so it was worth it, shall we?" he said to DR's Owen an Thakur.

"If you allow me. I do think it's the best approach to copy these files to my laptop and revise them calmly later on our quarters as I see we might be spending some time here anyway. This would minimize our chances of being caught 'spying' on their computer and dealings. I don't think they'd see this with good eyes...." Manprasad said opening his pack over the white desk and taking the laptop and various kinds hoking up points, most of them adapted to interface with Goa'uld, Asgard or Ancient technologies. One of them would do and he found it fast after a quick check on the interface of the Gerobalonian computer. A slight change on the Goa'uld interface wire did the trick. Now it was a question of finding what they wanted to copy to read later.

<< Tag SD-7 >>

I must confess I know zero French, so you'll have to chose the files you want to copy. Copy them all into this folder called Gero. I didn't use the full name of the planet on purpose for deniability issues later. Feel free to full it up. It's got more than 120GB of free HD space. Be my guest! He waved to the two hoked up computers and stood by the side of the desk as Owen and Calmara began the transfer of the important files.

<< Tag Owen, Calmara >>

[Dominic Evans]

1136
Gerobalon
Main Building
Lobby

Evans was surveying the architecture, it did seem modern but on a closer look was most certainly not from Earth. By the looks of it the French had simply stuck their flags all over alien property, sound about right. Evans joked to himself in his mind, he wondered if they would surrender straight away if the Olympians attacked. He smirked and turned to see how the team at the computers were getting on.
"Crap locked out, I'll see if i can find a panel or something, maybe we can bypass the security or something, Cap'n Evans sir I could use Dr Thakur any chance he could be taken of guard duty for a minuite?"
He nodded to Thakur who promptly made his way to the desk, getting equipment out of his pack as he went. The experienced former Navy SEALS Captain took watch duty, a safe job for a guy like him. He looked back at his team, Atalya standing ready at the opposite door, the others at the desk working together, and he smiled. Although they might not see him smiling at them, he smiled nonetheless, this was his team, his comrades, he was there for them just as they were there for him.

The Captain was brought back to reality when he noticed something up the door, some figures approaching. He cursed under his breath.
"Come on guys hurry it up over there, we got company in two!"
<Tag Guys At The Desk>

He kept to one side of the door and allowed his head to peek out enough to glance down the corridor, so as to be noticed as little as possible. Judging by the badges one of the figures in the party was a high ranking French Officer, there were five French Legion looking guards escorting the group too. Also in the group were the envoy and another strange man, he seemed to be of Gerebalion nature, judging by his one piece white suit looking item that he wore and how his skin appeared to be allot whiter than the French, he also resembled the envoy from the Stargate. So that was how to tell them apart, Evans noted, Skin color, the natives seemed to very pale. Perhaps this was due to their being indoors working on their technology. Dominic did not have time to speculate as they were now meters away.

He took a deep breath and glanced back at the team, who were still working. Fate was on his side however. The party had stopped by the time he glanced back. They stood in the hall as the French officer and the new native appeared to be arguing, there were raised voices but they were muffled by the doubles door and Evans did not dare open it a crack for fear of being discovered eavesdropping, that would not go down well.
"Come on team lets wrap it up!" He said as he rushed over toward the desk, ushering Atalya back over too. He helped to sweep everything off the desk and into the teams packs.
<Tag Guys At The Desk>

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They did, however, manage to clear it up in time. Standing nonchalant and cool as you like as the party entered through the doors Evans had been watching. He acted surprised to see them.
"Ahhh hello there! And you must be..."
The native stepped forward, took the Captain's hand and bowed slightly.
"I am Marcell. Leader of these people, and you must be Delta?"
"Well some people have called me that before but the names Captain Evans and this is my team, SD-7." He wittily remarked.
"Please to meet you Captain. As stated before to your superiors, you are here on a tour of our facilities are you not? Before perhaps arranging a trade agreement between us, you and France." He said gesturing toward the French officer.
"Yes. Perhaps indeed, shall we get this tour underway?" Evans said, warily eying the officer who remained silent and stood stiff as a statue glaring at him.
"This way then." Marcell said with a smile and gestured that they follow. Marcell, the envoy and the French officer began to walk along back out of the double doors they came from, down the smooth white wall corridor. Evans looked back at his team and shrugged, before following on. The team followed but Evans also noted how the French soldiers took up a formation behind the group, he eyed them out of the corner of his eye and took note, they all carried M4s as well. How odd... He turned his attention back to their guides, who were leading them deeper into the main building and began to lead them up flights of stairs and down further corridors.

<Tag SD-7>

[James Calmara]

1036
Gerobalon
Main Building
Lobby

"TO be honest I'm no language expert myself, i like to cheat" Calmara replied, holding up his PDA with language software. Moving the laptops on to the desk he turns back to Dr Owen asked "I'm thinking them two échange DE cultures and, préavis locaux they sound the most relevant files,Doc what do you think?"

<DR Owen>

"Wow theirs well over 120GB in this file alone, i think we'll have to a little digging find the point were they contacted the French." Calmara was looking through the Local notices folder which seemed to be a list of any and all public works, new building, and planing orders which had been approved by the local...somethingorother... Calmara taped the French word into his PDA and came up with the French word Conseil which translated to English as Council Calmara scrolled back until he found the first reference to the French, he started downloading immediately then read on, apparently an number of planing orders were issued all at once, clearly the French have been busy, the more i read the more i can see why Cpt Evans mistrusts them their up to something Calmara though to himself.

Then a call came from Cpt Evans they had company and to pack up, Calmara looked at the download indicator 65%, "Just a few more minutes sir, its gonna be close but i think well be ok" he called back in a low voice he packed his stuff away and felt inside the panel for the 'close' mechanism "Doc yank that out as some as it hits 100% I'll close up the panel" seconds later the download was complete and the cables yanked out, Calmara flicked the mechanism and stood up quickly, and tried to look as if he was board waiting, just as the French and Gerobalians came in.

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After a brief chat with the two Gerobalian Envoys the team were led of on a tour, with Cpt Evans up front with the envoys Calmara brought up the rear, he was slightly unnerved by the fact that they were followed by a squad of french solders, heavily armed ones at that almost as though they were expecting trouble, Calmara didn't like the fact he had to treat them like the enemy, after all the expedition had several french members he'd worked with them in the past, if people only went through proper channels things would be much easer and situations like this could be avoided.


As they exited a set of stairs into a hallway light and airy much like the lobby as walls made up mostly of windows as well, now they were higher up as they walked through Calmara caught a view of the city, it was a sprawling metropolis, with wide walkways and special routes for they version as of trams, all the buildings were like this one made mostly of glass though some were blacked out probably private rooms. AS they walked he found himself near Ataliya he didn't know much about her and he had been ordered to gel with his teammates, so here goes nothing thought Calmara "Nice place they've got here don't you think?"

<Ataliya>

"So your military aren't you , its the a techy-problem-solver-military or a run-and-gun-military?"

<Ataliya>

"ah right, people like me nead people like you, sometimes we get to into the techy stuff we don't see the man with the gun trying to take it from us"

1040
Office #4
Main Building
Gerobalon

Calmara glanced in some of rooms as they walked and talked, the four seemed abity edgey when he looked in certain rooms. Then they were led into an office with several people working on screens which looked much like the one in the lobby, Calmara stood to the left of his team like he was holding the flank, this a was habit that had developed Calmara always went to the left

"This is one of our research rooms, focused on transportation, here our designers work on projects ranging from route management, to advances in astronautics, were are currently working on a method of transported that involves moving people and objects by converting them to energy, moving them to another location then reconverting them to matter, its only in the simulation stages would you have any experience with this technology" Calmara who was stood next to Dr Thakur looked across to Cpt Evans, he knew they had plenty of experience but he wasn't going to give up this kind of information with out approval of his CO.

<Tag SD-7>

[xthestrangerx]

1130-140
Gerobalon
Main Building
Lobby

Atalya was suddenly held back yet again as the tau'ri got going with their "plan" and all. How do they do it? Atalya thought to herself as the others were talking.
"I've only been to France once before. I can say they can be very full of themselves as in very regionalist when they want to."
"Hmm....that's interesting." she lied as she took in nothing of what Thakur just said to her.
"How are you doing?"
Atalya almost didn't even pay attention because it came shortly after Thakur's statement, but once she knew that it was directed towards her, she answered, "I'm doing pretty good I guess." The time seemed to swirl by her as she waited while the others were figuring things out. Maybe she wasn't used to the system as she thought she was. More time flew by Atalya without her knowing it before Evans addressed the team, "Remember your call signs in case we get split up. These files here look French, Calmera and Owen, set about seeing what you can find on this desk... Atalya and Thakur take the double doors on each side of this lobby and just stand watch, tell us when the envoys return. Lets see what we can find out about this race and about why the French are here shall we?"
Everyone gave their agreement as the 2 teamers split up. Atalya was the Thakur as they went to the door as stood guard. She looked into his eyes, and she could tell that he was mesmerized by her somehow. It wasn't strange for Atalya to get the 'flirty' glares from men. It seemed like they stood there for a while as finally Thakur left and the CO came and took his place. Ataly turned her head away from him ever so slowly as she decided that she would back away from the situation and give him full authority. She was still a little shaky in these situations, but I have a legit excuse she thought to herself. More time flew by Atalya's eyes, and she was pushed to go somewhere and she followed like a faithful dog until the team gathered up and was taken on a tour.
"Nice place they've got here don't you think?"
Atalya turned to see Calmara speaking to her.
"Yeah this place is strangely impressive." she said asshe kept her eyes slightly fixated on Calmara.
"So your military aren't you , its the a techy-problem-solver-military or a run-and-gun-military?"
"Well I'm not exactly sure since I've been locked from humanity for a hell of a long time." she said as she decided to add more, "But I do know how to use a gun" she finished as she realized that that statement was probably the most she had ever said.
"ah right, people like me need people like you, sometimes we get to into the techy stuff we don't see the man with the gun trying to take it from us"
"Ahh, now I see" she stated as she made the connection to that statement, still following everyone like a dog.

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[Astra "As" Owen]

1136
Gerobalon
Main Building
Lobby

Once they made their location, Astra and Calmara were ordered to have a look around on the desk. She raised her eyebrows but said nothing, and went had a look at the desk. She hummed softly to herself while they looked through folders on the desk, a lot of it was military stuff that didn’t make much sense to her, seem as she was civilian.

"OK Doc, lets see what we can find shall we, got your translation tools?"

“Yup, I always take them with me while I go off world,” she answered grinning. “You know, just in case, ‘cause you never know when you might need them.”

"Ye your right each box has two lines of text under each other, this line looks french" Pointing to the second of the two lines "lets see wat it says i'll take that one you take that one"

“Of course that’s right,” she muttered, her eyebrows furrowing in concentration when she accepted the file off Calmara.

"Ok so its dossiers de personnel, échange de cultures, préavis locaux which translate to Personal Files, Cultural excange, and local notices. any ideas?"

“Maybe its military personal files stuff they’re talking about,” she suggested. “They could be exchanging with people around here in this galaxy for food and other items,” she mused.

"If you allow me. I do think it's the best approach to copy these files to my laptop and revise them calmly later on our quarters as I see we might be spending some time here anyway. This would minimize our chances of being caught 'spying' on their computer and dealings. I don't think they'd see this with good eyes...."

“It doesn’t worry me and its great idea, Dr. Thakur," she approved, nodding her head.

I must confess I know zero French, so you'll have to chose the files you want to copy. Copy them all into this folder called Gero. I didn't use the full name of the planet on purpose for deniability issues later. Feel free to full it up. It's got more than 120GB of free HD space. Be my guest!

Astra smiled at the Doctor’s confession at not knowing any French. “That’s okay, Dr. Thakur, we can work together on this one and we can through it much faster if we combine all our areas of expertise.”

Astra hastily cleaned up the desk to make it look normal with Calamara’s help. She then stood as normal as possible when their team leader had ordered them to hurry up. Her heart was racing and she ran her fingers through her hair to try and calm herself down.

"TO be honest I'm no language expert myself, i like to cheat" Calmara replied, holding up his PDA with language software. Moving the laptops on to the desk he turns back to Dr Owen asked "I'm thinking them two échange DE cultures and, préavis locaux they sound the most relevant files,Doc what do you think?"

Astra shook her head and pursed her lips when Calamra showed her his PDA language software. “They can be helpful to some degree, but you need someone who can speak the language properly, for they’re only a guide sort of thing,” she huffed. “I don’t use them for I have no need of them,” she admitted, screwing her face up. She had a closer look at the files and nodded her head. “Yes, they are more relevant and more recent ones to,” she agreed. “See this line of text, it looks like something about important meetings too,” she added, smiling.

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After the envoys arrived, she followed the team on the tour. She didn’t say much and remained quiet, listening in to the conversations, but not participating. She wasn’t very good at small talk and a little shy when it came to people she didn’t know. She was with a whole knew team and it felt weird being part of a ‘Gate team again.

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Office #4
Main Building
Gerobalon

They found themselves in a research lab of some kind and Astra wasn’t sure that she could help in anyway, being an archaeologist and linguist. She frowned, not saying anything unless she was ordered to help. She glanced around the room and could see all sorts of interesting equipment.

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