Episode Seven - Posting Group Uno

[Michael Black]

Sometime In The Future
Stargate Command
Earth

"Look is this REALLY necessary?" Michael practically shouted at the various personal gathered around him in Stargate Command's control room. He was handcuffed and quite frankly he'd seen better days. Dr. Black's hair was scruffy and unkempt and was quite long, covering his ears with his fringe swept to one side. His facial hair was a little out of control and he had a full blown beard on the go now, something Fiona probably didn't agree with. The sad fact was that Michael had been on the run for too long. He was wearing a scruffy hooded top and bagged black cargo pants stained with mud and he'd seen better days.

"I get your point, really, I do. But you'll have to kill me if you want those codes." He said viciously toward the new commander of the SGC, referring to the codes to shut off the shield and access Meropis. Before they'd left Michael, Fiona and Elly had changed it to a 106 digit pattern only they knew. Michael didn't even know the man's name but he was a tall, clean shaven gentleman wearing official Navy dress uniform. All Dr. Black knew about him was he'd controlled and manipulated his way into power via the IOA. Since then Stargate Command had abandoned it's trade policy and instead run an uncomfortable series of strikes around the galaxy, anybody who didn't give them what they wanted well... It was taken by force. SG's 1 through 6 stood together to make a stand against it, and for their troubles they'd been fooled into gating to a planet without a DHD. With Earth's fleet under the Alliance's control it was up to other members of the resistance to try and get them back. Michael was a part of this resistance, part of the fight to set things right across three different galaxies.

They'd figured out not long ago that it ha all hinged on General Jason Conway's death and his involvement with not just the Meropis expedition, but the IOA, the fight against the Lucian Alliance and his agenda to expose the spies before they got to Earth. These spies being Lucian Alliance figures taken over and corrupted by the Etruscan beings. The spies had willingly given themselves into Earth as prisoners at first, and agreed to work with them to rid the galaxy of the other Alliance factions. Over time, they'd worked their way into political roles, either by way of deception and mind control or outright murder covered up by their associates. Earth itself was in turmoil as well. Cities across the world were rioting weekly and terrorist factions had risen, sprung by alien ideologies. The world was on the brink of collapse.

"Michael, Michael, Michael. You know better than anyone else there's two ways I can do this," the Commander, whoever he was, said to the Doctor, "the easy way is you tell me, I let you walk free and heck, we'll even set you up with a nice apartment in Colorado Springs for your troubles. You can get yourself a haircut, a shave and get back to studying ancient rocks... Of course then there's the hard way." The man's eyes flashed, that telltale sign and he opened his left palm to reveal a Goa'uld mind control device. Michael's eyes widened, he looked around the room, nobody was bothered. In fact, some of the soldiers had their weapons trained on him! So this was it, the SGC was finally under enemy control then.

"Uh, Elly, Fi... Now would be a good time!" He said out loud. The man raising the Goa'uld device paused and frowned.
"You speak such nonsense Michael. Your friends aren't here to help you now. In fact, thanks to Area 51 they'll never see the light of day again."
Just as he said that a bright white light began to form around Dr. Black. The alien looked infuriated, Michael shrugged,
"Well, Bye I guess!" He said with a smile as he was beamed up and onto the Alkesh in orbit. Fi, Elly, Evans and a couple others were there.
"Oh thank God. You guys are a sight for sore eyes. Did you find Paisley and Aear? Do we have everything we need? And can somebody remove these cuffs?" He said before falling into Fi's arms in a state of pure exhaustion. They were close to activating their plan. To send Elly back in time and put everything right.

<tag future versions of Fiona Maccafferty Elly Clark and anybody else who wants to play>

[Fiona Maccafferty]

Fiona stamped her foot impatiently at Elly. What was TAKING so long?! Her love was there, in that room with all those people, and Elly were acting as if they had all the time in the world.

The world, as Fee knew it, was now a cruel, dark place. Well, it actually always HAD been for her, but her time on Meropis had given her a bit of light. It had been good. Until Conway had been killed, and they'd all been cast into chaos. Fee did NOT fare well in chaos. It hadn't taken long for her to slowly revert to the shy, timid, almost childlike version of herself she had been prior to the Meropis expedition. It wasn't a version of herself she LIKED much, but it had been her safest route. It was THAT, or go totally Gobnutse. The ONLY thing that had kept her going was Michael and Elly. Not long after the General's untimely death, the Aliens had dispersed, afraid (as they should be) for their lives and the lives of their comrades. Paisley was back on Heliv, promising to return as soon as the dust settled, Aear was in Meowtia, and who the hell knew where the rest had gone-back to planets that were, seemingly, less bleak than the far-flung Earth outpost. She was miserable-aliens and nerds were the only ones who understood her. Maybe she was an alien. The idea hadn't escaped her.

Eventually, Michael had been summoned to Cheyenne Mountain. Fee had been debriefed by NASA, but not wanting for much of a supervisory role, she hadn't been summoned by the SG people. She assumed that they hadn't realized (yet) that she knew more than she probably SHOULD. So she had sought a haven with the other civillians, gating to one of the friendly planets. She and Elly were the only ones left; the rest having gone back to Earth. Captain Miller and Capt. Evans sent them information occassionally. Michael was being held, likely tortured, and was going to break. Fiona wouldn't have blamed him. 

Hurry, Elly. We might still have time. 

Tag:Elly Clark, @michaelblack, @all. 

[Elly Clark]

The future
Approaching Earth Orbit
Cloaked Al'kesh

She had spent the last few months getting to know these Goa'uld systems as they prepared for their mission, mainly by helping some of the remaining Jaffa and Humans who weren't currently under the control of Earth or the Etruscan's a people she had found out how they'd come to be, now they controlled the best part of two galaxies and were thankfully due to some creative computer virus and the sacrifice of quite a few people blindly searching for the Address to Atlantis and or navigational data to Pegasus.

Elly had spent the best part of a day as they slowly made their way to Earth from the outer edges of the solar system in this now heavily modified Al'Kesh. tinkering away with computers and control crystals splattered about along with the strangest addition a human built hyperdrive, it had originally been created to power Earth's new sub capital ships, before Earth had surrendered of course. Now this tihng provided she could get steady power from the Al'Kesh to it was once they picked up one of their last passengers, Michael Black, was going to take them back to Meropis so they could avert this disaster, time travel style.

Watching carefully on her laptops monitor it showed a steady green line, now all they needed was to beam Michael AND a Mark 3 Naquadah generator up from the SGC so they could make make their journey back to the city, a city damaged and floating mostly lifelessly around it's star probably still with a lot of their now long dead friends mostly perfectly preserved bodies still around. Fiona stuck her head in the engineering section. 

"Hurry, Elly. We might still have time." She knew what Fiona was so worried about, her boyfriend, well more like practical husband Micahel Black. "I just got it all synced up all we need now is your boyfriend, his brain and that Naquadah generator." Hopefully their agent on the base had tagged the correct generator and Dr Black.

She walked with Fee up to the cock pit to let their pilot know. "Alright, the power is all stable in back, just remember use the normal hyper drive to get us out of here then once I get the extra generator plugged in I'll switch us over to intergalactic, once we go get the muscle of P4X-567 of course." She had timed their trip that the new generator would be far more than ready once they reached that planet but still, they needed to go and get Evans and their few people coming along for security. She tapped them on the shoulder, now was the time to go get the translator and the power unit.

(NOTE: slot open for someone to be the pilot and a couple more people.)

<TAG:Fiona Maccafferty, Michael Black, anyone else, will Pm some people about joining this.)

[Michael Hurley]

1136
Stargate Operations
Meropis

The hour and a half since the General’s death had been a whirlwind of chaos. Engineers were still clearing the debris around the Conway’s office and trying to render that section of the base safe again. Preparations were underway to have the body transported back to Earth, with the base Honour Guard currently off pressing their uniforms and polishing their brass. With their commander KIA, Captain Jones had been appointed acting CO. Security across the base, especially around Jones, had been beefed up to previously unseen levels. Gate activity had been suspended and off-world team had been informed to stay where they were until the base was secure.

“A naquadah generator might have enough juice to make the distance,” the communications officer explained to Hurley. With the Sun Tzu out of range they were resorting to some creative solutions to get word back to the SGC about the events that had unfolded. The current plan was to Gate a team to the edge of the Triangulum Galaxy closest to Milky Way and fire a deep space comm burst back toward Earth. The generator would be required to make the distance.

“Run some simulations, let’s see what the numbers say,” Hurley replied.

The whirling of an unexpected Stargate activation caught everyone by surprise. Captain Evans, down by the Stargate, ordered the security teams into position. Hurley’s had fell to his sidearm. He didn’t walk around the base armed, but today he had been given good justification to break his own rule.

The wormhole formed and a single figure emerged - Doctor Elly Clark. This was a surprise to everyone for a number of reasons, namely that Clark hadn’t been schedule to go off-world today.

The CCWO hurried down from the control room to the Stargate platform, his hand still hovering by his sidearm.

“And just who might you be?”

< Tag Elly Clark , Dominic Evans & Paisley Gregorvich >

[Elly Clark]

The Present
1136
Stargate Operations
Meropis

The trip through the violent temporal wormhole was made only worse by her wounding and a trip across the gate room floor. But she had a mission to complete, their future and the future of two or three galaxies or more rested on their timing and a little bit of luck. Struggling to her feet the sight of Captain Evans once again was a strange one, she knew the man she had grown to trust working in the resistance was most probably dead or soon to be, the man in front of her wasn't the same, but hopefully he was close enough. 

He eyes darted to Chief Warrant Officer Hurley as he spoke before going back to Evans. “And just who might you be?” She glanced back at Evans."Doctor Clark?" Elly had been so consumed by the calculations and technicalities of getting this to even work, flinging a wormhole around several stars backwards through time was no easy feat, besides she had assumed most of the others would make it, she finally look around the room. her heart sank as she saw the evidence she had seen the barest remains of and photos of. "I'm too late..." She muttered.

A few moments passeed before her glassy tear filled eyes looked back at Hurley. "Four years hasn't been that bad to me, has it?"

she looked at Evans before slowly looking back at the navy man. "Dr Eliska Clark Phd. From about 4 years in the future." she said slowly. "she limped closer to Evans. "Conways dead, isn't he? and I'm probably in the milky way working on the prototype Mark Ten bomb... the Sun Tzu is over Sirona..."

Her fist's clenched as the thought of the vile woman who had done far more damage than she could have possibly imagined She looked down then between the two men. "I need your help... to change my past... some of yours and most importantly yours and billions if not trillions of others futures..., but you aren't going to let me bleed over the gate room floor, are you?" she sort of masked, mostly stated as she looked down the blood had stained the black combat pants slightly red and was running over her boot and just starting to get on the floor.

<TAG: People and characters in the present, Michael Hurley , Dominic Evans , ect>

[Dominic Evans]

The Present
1137
Stargate Operations
Meropis

A hundred possibilities flew through Captain Evans' mind at break neck speed as the clean up operation was interrupted by the Stargate. Chief among them was the absolute concrete belief that this person was not Elly Clark. It had to be some sort of alien imposter, doppleganger or trick of some kind. And turning up right after the General's death? This day was just getting more and more stressful by the moment. Dom had his sidearm held firmly in both hands, pointed at the floor and was ready to raise it in a heartbeat.

"I'm too late... Four years hasn't been that bad to me, has it?" The woman muttered at them. She looked emotional, Dominic became aware that Hurley had fallen in beside him as the two approached the newcomer.
"Dr Eliska Clark Phd. From about 4 years in the future. Conways dead, isn't he? and I'm probably in the milky way working on the prototype Mark Ten bomb... the Sun Tzu is over Sirona..." 'Elly' said as she limped toward Dominic, clearly wounded quite terribly. The former British spy, now off-world team member struggled to comprehend what Elly had just said. He stuttered a few syllables before finally being able to form a sentence,
"The future?" Well, sort of a sentence. Dom knew time travel was possible, hell SG-1 and members of the Atlantis expedition had all been there and done it through use of some sort of complicated wormhole science.
"Yes." Dominic simply said, making firm eye contact with Elly. Yes, she was supposed to be back on Earth working on the new super weapon to use against the Etruscans. Yes, she was too late. And yes, Conway was dead.
"Why are you here?" He asked guardedly, still unsure whether to believe her or not.

"I need your help... to change my past... some of yours and most importantly yours and billions if not trillions of others futures..., but you aren't going to let me bleed over the gate room floor, are you?" Elly said. Dominic jumped forward and managed to catch her just before she face planted the gate room floor. He holstered his side arm, she was no threat. Carefully laying her down he examined her leg before making eye contact with Hurley,
"She's been shot, we need a medic a-sap." He set to work grabbing a bandage from his flack jacket and applying pressure to the wound. "So, Elly. What exactly was your plan here? And what about this merits jumping back in time four years?" Dominic asked as he wrapped the bandage around her thigh several times, he was curious but more so he was scared. Something about what she had said, about changing the future for billions of others, it had made the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Something awful must be on it's way.

<tag Elly Clark Michael Hurley Liam Hart Whitney Soto-'Aukai Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn James Mulholland Ahrima Capt. Kelly Miller>

[Capt. Kelly Miller]

The Present
1110-1145
Halls, etc.

Her ears were ringing, her head hurt, and why was she lying on the floor? Oh yeah. Conway was dead, and she'd been blown backwards by the bomb. Fun times. She shook her head and opened her eyes. Chaos. How long had she been out? She slowly sat up. Her head HURT. She looked at her wristhingych. About an hour. Nice. She was in the clinic-more accurately, she was in the HALLWAY outside of the infirmary, on a stretcher. She set up the rest of the way, swining her legs over herself and coming to a stand. The nurse tried to protest.

Ma'am, you can't leave...[/color] She gave him a LOOK.

I am Captain Kelly Miller, now the third in command. I will leave because I am needed. Please tell the doc I will see him when I have time. Now, please buzz the Comms room, and tell them I am on my way. She straightened her uniform, ran a hand through her hair, and made for the command office. She was a little dizzy, but she was a Marine, and she'd seen worse.

After a few painful minutes, she arrived.

Report. Now. Get a yeoman in here...Where is Captain Jones?

Tag:@achilles, Dominic Evans, @all.

[Elly Clark]

The Present
1138
Stargate Operations
Meropis

Elly wasn't so surprised by the expressions of everyone around her, she wasn't supposed to be hear, she'd left to go help build one of most powerful devices ever created by them, the second generation of the 'human' form, she looked pleadingly at Evans someone she had eventually formed quite a friendship with. She'd withheld something that might get him on her side completely for now, the fate of his well possibly current lover.

His first attempts at trying to get what he needed to believe her weren't that great but she kept on explaining, it wasn't easy carrying the future on your shoulders. "The future?" She nodded as she went on and asked the question she had come back in time to avoid having to ask, she got her answer. "Yes." He head sunk as did her demeanor that bullet in her leg was starting to cause her some serious problems now knowing they had failed, they... she really had buggered the math, she couldn't forgive herself.

"Why are you here?" The scientist then went on to explain her mission and stakes involved. She got close to him before her balance went, she was falling towards the floor before he caught her.  She looked up into his eyes, and she knew she had him on her side, he didn't need to know Eastlyn's fate. "She's been shot, we need a medic a-sap." She was slowly laid down before the Captain went to work on her leg. "So, Elly. What exactly was your plan here? And what about this merits jumping back in time four years?" Or maybe not... now he would have to explain properly.

"When we lost Conway... it all fell apart as much as O'Neill, Landry and many others worked we couldn't stop them, without his leadership and refusing to go at the Etruscan's... we lost this galaxy... and ours, so many of us died giving a dozen or so of us a chance to get off this city, and even more getting back so I could get here... Y-you... were supposed to be here as well," She said. "future you..." She had to hold back tears knowing her best friends were probably dead in her timeline by now, Fiona and Micheal along with nearly everyone else. "We need to find Paisley, immediately without her we can't go further back in time, she's should have found something just before it happened..." she explained referring to the bombing. "Without that item I can't modify the Stargate to take us back in time again, this time with the computers of Meropis I can do it this time..." She let out a yelp as she was lifted onto the stretcher. 

She grabbed at Evan's arm pulling him down. "Also, I promised someone to pass this on..." She have him a kiss on the cheek before whispering. "She would have said yes."

((OOC: felt the last line was awesome additive, can be removed if you don't like it but I DOOOOOOO!))

<TAG: Dominic Evans , other people in ops/control room>

[Dominic Evans]

The Present
1140
Stargate Operations
Meropis

The injured, and it transpired from-the-future, Dr. Elly Clark explained her mission to come back and set things right. It became clear to everyone gathered round listening in the 'gate room that The General's death that morning would somehow set in motion a chain of events that led to the deaths of billions and to Earth being all but conquered by hostile forces.
"When we lost Conway... it all fell apart as much as O'Neill, Landry and many others worked we couldn't stop them, without his leadership and refusing to go at the Etruscan's... we lost this galaxy... and ours, so many of us died giving a dozen or so of us a chance to get off this city, and even more getting back so I could get here... Y-you... were supposed to be here as well, future you..." Elly explained as the medics rushed to her aid and began to gently move her up onto a stretcher, working on her wound as they did.

Dom wasn't sure how he felt about what she had just said. A future version of himself was supposed to have come flying through that wormhole just now as well to bring them the news. It felt exciting but kind of weird to think that was a possibility just then, he had so many questions he could ask. The excitement quickly ebbed when he realized what Elly meant, he had died. Future Dom had died getting Elly here. The emotional roller coaster then took a sharp turn into fear ally. It dawned on the Captain that his fate had just been revealed to him. He was going to die, probably in battle, getting Elly Clark to go back in time to change things. From what he understood about time travel, that path was currently set.
"What do we do? Tell me what we can do, where to start?" He pleaded with Elly.
"We need to find Paisley, immediately, without her we can't go further back in time, she's should have found something just before it happened... Without that item I can't modify the Stargate to take us back in time again, this time with the computers of Meropis I can do it this time..." Elly let out a yelp as she was lifted onto the stretcher.

He turned to the rest of the 'gate room,
"Paisley! We have to find Paisley now! Tell her I need to speak with her, tell her the future of the galaxy rests on it or something. Whatever you want, just go!" After he had finished barking orders several airmen ran off in different directions. Whatever happened next, whatever crazy plan they concocted, Paisley was the key to it all. She had found something and Elly had told Dom that that something would allow them to set things right. To time travel using the Stargate.

Dominic became aware of Elly tugging at his sleeve as the medics lifted the stretcher,
"Also, I promised someone to pass this on..." She have him a kiss on the cheek before whispering. "She would have said yes."
The Captain paused. His adrenaline leveled off and he stared across the wreckage cluttering the 'gate room. Captain Chicago Eastlyn was among it all, shouting orders and doing her best to rescue any further casualties, she was keeping things running despite the obvious chaos around them. For a moment, she was all he could see, everything else didn't matter. Dominic had brought a ring with his last batch of pay, it sat in his quarters he just hadn't plucked up the courage to ask her. Now wasn't a good time, and perhaps there never would be? He looked back at Elly, a new found respect and friendship dawning between somebody he had only ever passed in the halls.
"Thank you," he smiled. The medics began to cart her away but Dom stuck out his hand to stop them, "Elly. Come with me?" She replied, he nodded. Whatever happened next was key.

He spotted Kelly Miller arriving on the scene, somebody from senior command at last bringing a sense of order to the situation. He yelled up to her, to hell with it if she court marshal him for this,
"Ma'am!" He got her attention, "This might sound a little crazy but... Elly, future Elly I mean. She says Paisley has a device that can modify the Stargate. It will allow us to jump back in time and set this right... I'm going Ma'am... I'm, I'm afraid it's not up for debate." He said, appearing defiant but swallowing a gulp. He'd go alone if he had to, but he hoped at least somebody would join him. From what Elly had told him, they had one chance and one chance only to save the future of Meropis, of Earth... Of the Human Race.


<tag Capt. Kelly Miller  Paisley Gregorvich  Elly Clark  James Mulholland  Michael Hurley  Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn  Ahrima  Whitney Soto-'Aukai  Liam Hart  Aear Charter  Anna Scott >
Who fancies time travelling back to some old missions and hiding from ourselves then?

Lets go save Jason Conway!

[Dominic Evans]

Sometime prior to the General's Death
Stargate Room
Meropis

"Unscheduled off-world activation... It's..." The technician, Grover was his name, stared in confusion at the display screen, "Is Captain Evans currently off-world?" He leaned to his colleague and asked, receiving a frown and a shaking of the head in response.
"Call the General."

The shield shimmered for a moment before bursting out of existence with a loud, electrical bang as the wormhole burst through it before settling into the familiar event horizon they were all used to. Only, it wasn't, there was something eerily different about it. The wormhole had a dark orange tinge to it and was crackling and frazzling as if struggling to stay connected.
"General, Sir, it's a wormhole from Meropis. I, I can't explain it..." Grover said to the newly arriving Brigadier General Jason Conway. Said General nodded curtly to the current head of security stood half in the control room door awaiting orders, the nod was a call to arms. Orders were shouted and weapons were raised across the 'gate room.

A few moments of tense silence passed.

With a scream and an uncontrollable flailing of limbs, a person came flying through the wormhole and landed with a painful thud a good ten meters from the Stargate. That person was Captain Dominic Evans. He held in his hand a small, strange alien device. It was made of a dark, black obsidian and was hexagon shaped, in it's center a small light blue crystal was slowly pulsating. The Captain himself looked more than a little worse for wear, his uniform was blackened, scorched and torn in places. There were visible cuts and scrapes and he looked as though he had narrowly survived an explosion. The guards remained cautious, their weapons leveled at the man.

Evans looked at the scene around him and in his weakened state made a feeble attempt at raising his hands,
"Hey, I'm from the future," he croaked, trying to smile at the stern and well trained faces confronting him, "could, could you do me a favour?" He asked, flat on his back and hands raised.
"And what would that be son?" General Jason Conway asked as he descended the stairs to the 'gate room floor.
"Don't shoot my friends." Evans replied, gesturing toward the orange event horizon that began to furiously ripple, heralding the arrival of another time traveler.

<tags not working right now but... Capt. Kelly Miller Paisley Gregorvich Elly Clark James Mulholland Michael Hurley Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn Ahrima Whitney Soto-'Aukai Liam Hart Aear Charter Anna Scott >

[Ahrima]

The Present
1136
Stargate Operations
Meropis

General Conway was dead.

There were so many questions and so few answers. Even now, they all scattered searching for some answers mainly for one question: why? Ahrima sighed heavily. Such acts demanded retribution. Currently, the only thing she wanted to know was when that would take place? Because General Conway's death would not go unanswered.

That was when the alarm sounded. Her eyes turned towards the gate. It wasn't a scheduled activation. She gripped her weapon and like the others, trained it on the Chappa'ai. Yet, what... or rather whom emerged from it was unexpected: Dr. Elly Clark.


1145
Stargate Operations
Meropis

Elly Clark had appeared to have been full of surprises. She was from the future. She shared knowledge of the Etruscans dominating the galaxy. And while all of that may have been mind-blowing, Ahrima seemed most taken aback by her kissing Captain Evans. The Jaffa's response was a simple arching of her eyebrow. Clearly, a great deal happens in the next four years. It may have helped if Ahrima had been standing close enough to her Elly mention that she was simply passing a message along to Evans.

Yet, now it was possible that none of that would happen. She watched as Captain Evans told Captain Miller that he was attempting to go back into the past to prevent General Conway's death. Ahrima didn't hesitate as she moved to stand along side her teammate. Evans was a formidable warrior. She had great respect for him, and had absolutely no intention of letting him face this alone. And if their actions could prevent the death of General Conway... it was more than worth it.


Sometime prior to the General's Death
Stargate Room
Meropis

Ahrima stepped through the Chappa'ai. Her eyes quickly noticed that they were surrounded, weapons trained upon them. The Jaffa exhaled and frowned as she met the eyes of the people she knew, yet the gaze that was returned was one of confusion as they were clearly regarded as strangers for the time being. That was evident from Evans' raised hands. With some reluctance, Ahrima mimicked the gesture. "We cannot complete our mission if we are their prisoners," she said softly.

<TAG: Capt. Kelly Miller, Paisley Gregorvich, Elly Clark, James Mulholland, Michael Hurley, Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn, Whitney Soto-'Aukai, Liam Hart, Aear Charter, Anna Scott>

[Elly Clark]

Sometime prior to the General's Death
Stargate Room
Meropis

It hadn't been easier calibrating the device and Meropis' Stargate to work and to work in the particular way they needed to, but with her past experience and now having the fully computing power of the City at hand it had been easier and she was significantly more confidant this time it would work. Funny she even had a thought of trying to leave herself a message of some kind, it would have been easy enough there was still a computer in her lab connected to the city, but she knew changing what they were trying to was dangerous enough, so she had decided against it, current her was probably busy arguing about fuel percentages and structural design, it was after all it was several time more powerful than the Mark IX which could destroy Stargates if used properly.

With her calculations checked and rechecked they managed to open the wormhole back to before the general had been killed, when exactly wasn't possible to tell but she was confidant it would be before this time. After having her leg treated and patched up she gotten ready to go through, there was no way she wasn't going back, she owed an entire timeline or two to make sure her mission was successful.

Arriving though the Stargate arriving at another Meropis past the force of going back in time had made her trip, the first person through was always the worst so when she arrived and Evan's was lying on the floor it was a sight to see that Ahrima was standing. On her hand and knees she lent up, still on her knees and raised her hands. The sight of Jason Conway infront of her was one she had wished for for quite some time now. "We did it... It worked... YOU'RE ALIVE!" She exclaimed staring at the man.

"We'll explain everything just give us a chance." The General's expression when he looked at her was similar to the one she had received from Evan's before, it was the look of I know who you are, but you look different sort of look.

<TAG: Jason Conway , Dominic Evans , Ahrima , Anyone else and Gateroom peoples>

[Jason Conway]

Sometime prior to the General's Death
Stargate Room
Meropis

Tensions were high at the sight of what couldn't quite be called newcomers but, old faces who shouldn't be where they were. Weapons were still raised but the General calmed things with a motion of his hands as the would-be time travelers spoke, their hands cautiously raised in an open gesture of peace.
"We did it... It worked... YOU'RE ALIVE!" A slightly weary looking Elly Clark exclaimed, Conway titled his head slightly and frowned, "We'll explain everything just give us a chance."
Right now a thousand thoughts ran wild in the Jason's mind. Who exactly were these people? Time travel was possible as evidenced on old SG-1 reports but so is cloning, are these people really who they say they are? What was the panic and hurry about, and more worryingly, why were they all so relieved to see him... Alive. As usual, curiosity got the better of this old cat and he decided to interview the new arrivals himself.
"Come with me. We'll have a chat in the briefing room just up there," he said, gesturing up toward one of the balconies, "SM-4 will accompany us as an armed guard, I'm sure you'll appreciate the situation I'm in right now. That is non negotiable." Conway finished before turning on his heel and leading the way up the grand stairs toward the briefing room. At the back of the group, SM-4 fell in line to escort them. Captain Evans, relieved, lowered his hands and exchanged a quick glance with Ahrima, so far so good - they just needed to convince the General to take action now against one of his trusted advisers before the bomb went off and set these events into motion.

As they ascended the stairs Conway leaned in to one of the passing gate room staff,
"Get me a sit-rep on the current whereabouts of Ahrima, Captain Evans and Doctor Clark if you can," he said quietly, shooting a quick glance back at his guests. Before long they were all sat around the table, the briefing room doors closed shutting the four of them in with an armed compliment in the form of SM-4.
"Please, help yourselves to some water or coffee if you like," he said gesturing toward the urn and jugs on the table, "When you're ready, I'd like as full an explanation as any of you can provide. I'd also like to remind you that at this time you are currently my guest but if I find anything untoward going on here that will quickly turn into you all becoming my prisoner. I'm sure you'll understand that Stargate Command doesn't take hostile intrusions lightly. Now, please go on..." He sat back in his chair and folded his hands on the table, this had better be good.

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