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[sg_command_sg1]

ATTN: ATLANTIS GATE BACK HAS BEEN SCHEDULED.

ALRIGHT, I AM TIRED OF THE PISSING AND MOANING, PACK YOUR GEAR. YOU'LL BE GATING BACK NEXT WEEKEND. NOW STFU.

BRIG. GENERAL JACK O'NEILL

______________________________________________________ATTN: JONAS QUINN

Comments

[dr_zephyr]

YES! I'm going home! *wonders if Jack would like to stop by Atlantis base one of these days for a look around*

Heh. Poor dear. *pats Jack*

*glares at Carter*

Making a pass at me, General? *quirks eyebrow* Steak sounds great, mon ami.

[sg_command_sg1]

Glad you're pleased to be going "home". ::such a liar::

::is patted:: I'm alright, really. ::smiles a little::

You know I am, Doctor. ::smirks:: O'Malley's, say 7ish? ::eyebrow raise::

[dr_zephyr]

I am. You should come with me, see the city, meet the people. It'd only be for ten days? *headtilt*

Jonas is gonna murder you. *massages Jackie's shoulders*

Daring, aren't you? *rolls eyes* We going straight there from work or are we meeting there?

[sg_command_sg1]

::nods:: Yeah, I should, but then you know Daniel will want to come along and Carter will be left running the joint, and you know someone will die. ::blinks:: Maybe...

::grimace:: Yeah, I'm quite sure he will. ::enjoys the massage::

I, am. ::smirk:: I thought I'd pick you up at your place. It's New Year's and all, figured you might wanna get all dolled up and go dancing at one of your clubs after dinner? ::grins::

[jonas__quinn]

::headdesk:: Fucking Fuck.......... General, how exactly do you screw that up!?

[sg_command_sg1]

Well, first of all Carter was in here while I was trying to fill it out. Second, she went over it before I submitted it, cause it needed her signature as well. Third, Walter was out sick, so I blame him. ::cough:: You're uh, significant other isn't too upset, is she? ::blink::

[jonas__quinn]

::headdeskheaddesk:: I don't like her anymore... and it's no fair to blame Walter because he wasn't there. ::glare:: I can't believe you'd be that irresponsible, sir... ::headdesk:: And yeah, she's just a wee bit upset.

... We're getting married tomorrow, you're paying for it, kay?

[sg_command_sg1]

No one likes her anymore... I pretty much hate her... and Walter should know better than to be get sick and not return my two-dozen phone calls when I need his assistance, so yeah, I'll blame him. ::quirks eyebrow:: Just a wee bit, well, that's good then.

::blink:: ...Why am I paying for it exactly?

[fem_geniuz_sg1]

I.. Hate you. I want to be transferred to the Prometheus. Or Antarctica. Because I hate you.

[sg_command_sg1]

::glare:: How 'bout I transfer you to -666, then you can join your best friend in the great beyond?!?

[fem_geniuz_sg1]

Sir? P5X-666, the paradise planet? Or P27-666, the volcano world with the moon that's a paradise?

And which best friend would that be, Sir?

[sg_command_sg1]

P3X-666, you know, where Fraiser... your "best friend" died valiantly in the line of duty, while you simpered about "us"... ring a fucking bell you cold bitch?!?