Post by Maggie Lefebvre on May 23, 2015 19:00:43 GMT
0830
Jumper Bay
Meropis
Maggie was the first one there. Good. She'd hoped that'd be the case; she was determined that THIS mission would be the one that they all finally gelled. Since meeting, and subsequently starting a secret relationship with, Achilles, she was less inclined to sleep around, and Dr. Kells' speech had motivated her to make some changes. So today, she was dressed appropriately, in her Stargate-issued uniform (which she quietly moaned about to herself while dressing that morning, but she had done it), her hair secured to uniform standards, and her makeup light. She'd gotten most of the gear that wasn't personal already loaded, ready for the checks, and she'd even done all the pre-mission paperwork that didn't require Eastlyn's signature. Basically, she was pretty much perfect for the moment. She sipped some coffee, and waited for the rest of the team.
After a few moments, they began to assemble-Ahrima and Dom were first, but only by mere seconds, and then Eastlyn and Mulholland appeared, finally. She smiled and waved, and revealed in the looks the others shared. She extened a clipboard to the CO and XO.
Sir, Ma'am. Preflight checklist, the General's notes, and our duty schedules. I've color coded those. The non-essential gear is stowed already, and she's ready to go. Yellow is Ahrima, I am pink, of course, Evans gets red, Miss Eastlyn, you've got Cadet blue, and Mulholland has orange. I've also typed up the briefings, and included five copies, just in case. Finally, coffee is ready. Anything else? She said this in an even, calm tone, the French accent slightly heavier than usual; she was a little nervous that something would happen to shake her resolve. She smiled, and nodded once.
Tag:Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn, Dominic Evans, Ahrima, James Mulholland. Am I missing anyone?!
Jumper Bay
Meropis
Maggie was the first one there. Good. She'd hoped that'd be the case; she was determined that THIS mission would be the one that they all finally gelled. Since meeting, and subsequently starting a secret relationship with, Achilles, she was less inclined to sleep around, and Dr. Kells' speech had motivated her to make some changes. So today, she was dressed appropriately, in her Stargate-issued uniform (which she quietly moaned about to herself while dressing that morning, but she had done it), her hair secured to uniform standards, and her makeup light. She'd gotten most of the gear that wasn't personal already loaded, ready for the checks, and she'd even done all the pre-mission paperwork that didn't require Eastlyn's signature. Basically, she was pretty much perfect for the moment. She sipped some coffee, and waited for the rest of the team.
After a few moments, they began to assemble-Ahrima and Dom were first, but only by mere seconds, and then Eastlyn and Mulholland appeared, finally. She smiled and waved, and revealed in the looks the others shared. She extened a clipboard to the CO and XO.
Sir, Ma'am. Preflight checklist, the General's notes, and our duty schedules. I've color coded those. The non-essential gear is stowed already, and she's ready to go. Yellow is Ahrima, I am pink, of course, Evans gets red, Miss Eastlyn, you've got Cadet blue, and Mulholland has orange. I've also typed up the briefings, and included five copies, just in case. Finally, coffee is ready. Anything else? She said this in an even, calm tone, the French accent slightly heavier than usual; she was a little nervous that something would happen to shake her resolve. She smiled, and nodded once.
Tag:Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn, Dominic Evans, Ahrima, James Mulholland. Am I missing anyone?!