003. [Location: Wilde City Side] [Locked to Kirk]
This place just loved throwing punches. Normally Sheppard was one for throwing punches back, metaphorically speaking, but this was ridiculous. Taxon was defiantly a place to watch out for and e on your toes with. After all they apparently could replicate Ancient technology - in the case of Colonel O'Neill. Colonel. He was still trying to get used to that too.
Leaving his room from Atlantis, Sheppard began to stake out the west side of the city. If there were anymore Ancient Databases on the walls? He wanted to know about it. Not to mention any other Ancient technology that could be laying around the place. Even if no one else here had the ATA Gene? Sheppard didn't want to take the chance them finding a convenient Puddle Jumper.
He pushed his shades up on his nose and continued the exploration. Just his black leather Atlantis jacket, black undershirt, and pants today. He didn't need the full field garb. He hoped. Though now he was starting to wish he had at least brought the hand gun. That would of been nice to have.
Leaving his room from Atlantis, Sheppard began to stake out the west side of the city. If there were anymore Ancient Databases on the walls? He wanted to know about it. Not to mention any other Ancient technology that could be laying around the place. Even if no one else here had the ATA Gene? Sheppard didn't want to take the chance them finding a convenient Puddle Jumper.
He pushed his shades up on his nose and continued the exploration. Just his black leather Atlantis jacket, black undershirt, and pants today. He didn't need the full field garb. He hoped. Though now he was starting to wish he had at least brought the hand gun. That would of been nice to have.