Jack saved the report on the previous day's mission and closed the window. He'd re-read it in a bit, then send it off. It hadn't been a difficult mission, though nothing much had come of it. It had been a second contact mission to feel out the locals on the possibility of trade. Unfortunately, while the locals had been eager to trade, they'd had a ( Read more... )

Conn minimised his calendar for the day to bring up his sermon notes one last time. Later today, he had a meeting with Doctor Beckett to screen him for the ATA gene therapy and a meeting with Doctors Medel and Ovitz to discuss their wedding plans-- something he was more than a bit anxious about, since they wanted a more or less traditional Jewish ( Read more... )

Warning: Sexual situations including BDSM practices described in comments.Selen stepped out of the jumper and breathed a sigh of relief at the scent of fresh air and the feel of the earth beneath his feet. He had had enough of Atlantis for the day. The disastrous mission had led to a short briefing and then an interminable wait to be taken to the ( Read more... )

Deldan yeny Ashet marched down the hall in nothing but a towel, dripping water as he went, until he reached the security station where the guard-- a magnificent specimen of a hardened warrior-- eyed him curiously, but didn't speak. Deldan hadn't seen this particular person before and he dressed considerably differently than most of the guards they' ( Read more... )

Adam was quite pleased as he left his quarters. The day had been quite a success so far. The mission had been a piece of cake, he'd written his report in record time. He'd spend some time doing target practise and then went to the gym. In about half an hour he had a date with Kate, but he wanted to check in with Peter Grodin first.

( Dressed in civvies he made his way to the control room. )

Conn stepped into the infirmary and looked around, finally spotting a nurse. "I'm looking for Doc Beckett," he told her ( Read more... )

Co-written with Cajun

Selen checked his bow and bantos rods before stepping into the room for talking, ( where he would be meeting with his team and Elizabeth concerning what they were doing today )

Co-written with Nicke, Flubb, and CajunJack looked around the room, feeling anxious. Would Halling understand? He'd given Carson permission to discuss his case with Halling. He could only hope that the Athosian leader wasn't offended. He debated discussing the problem with the rest of his team. If they were going to work together, he was going to ( Read more... )

Written by Light, Cajun, and Taylor

Mitar tugged on the hem of the tac vest he was wearing, trying to adjust the fit, and shifted the P-90 he carried. ( Carrying weapons always filled him with a sense of foreboding. )

Written by Cajun, Light, and Flubb

Tim got to the gym early with the intention of getting things ready for their hand to hand training. ( As he worked, he ran various plans through his head )