P2X887 – 0936 GMT
The Stargate on P2X887 came to life as a vortex came out from the giant ring, then contracting forming the event horizon. Link walked out of the event horizon, holding his P90 at a ready stance. Green followed, holding her MP5 at ready stance. "All clear," Link informed.
"All clear," Green replied over the radio. Derkis, Tundra, and 6 other personnel walked out of the event horizon. The Stargate deactivated as they dropped their gear.
"So this is P2X887," Tundra replied, surveying the thick forest leading up to the Ha'tak.
"I know," Link replied. "What a vacation spot."
Green rolled her eyes and helped with carrying stuff.
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As they got to the Ha'tak, Tundra walked up to the main gangway hatch. He pressed some buttons as the doors opened. He turned to the team, which looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Not a first time I stole a Ha'tak. Except that one, I accidentally crashed that one into P4Y993."
"Thanks for telling us. I know who's not driving this one," Link replied turning to 2nd Lieutenant John Holcomb. "Holcomb, set up some C4 on the perimeter of the Ha'tak. Make sure they're set to a frequency. Lay them out in the forest too."
Holcomb nodded as he grabbed some C4 packs and walked off.
"Juice, with me. We're gonna see if we can't re-wire the Ha'tak so it's easier to control," Link said to Staff Sergeant Prawn Juice.
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Tundra walked into a room and pressed a switch. The room lit up showing off a gigantic kitchen. "Hmm, kitchen area," Tundra replied as he flipped off the lights and closed the door. There was a moment, then the doors flew open and the Tundra turned the lights back on. He looked around the room until he found what he was looking for, a refrigerator. He quickly rushed into it and opened up his satchel bag, a bag filled with Sam Adams beer. He picked up a bottle, kissed it, popped it open, took a sip, and then had a sigh of relief. He stocked the rest of the fridge with the other, unopened bottles, pausing every once in a while to take another sip of beer.
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Green opened a door to show a room. It was decorated with flowers, a nice bed, and some dressers. "Wow, these Jaffa really know how to decorate a room," Green then wondered if gay Jaffa's are really allowed in their society. If they were, the only thing they probably were allowed to do were to do the interior decorating of Ha'taks.
She laid her bags on the bed and opened it up. She placed a picture of her hugging a small boy. She put her finger against the boys head, and then placed the picture on the dresser.
Her brother was trying to get to the SGC before the asteroid hit. But before he could get there, a tractor trailer lost control and rammed into the car, sending it off a bridge, off into the lake below.
She took off her jacket and sat down on the bed. She went into the open bag and grabbed a bottle of Bengay. She opened the top and started spreading the cream on her left shoulder. She had been having pains ever since she joined Alpha Mag and was on constant gate travel.
The door opened as 1st Lieutenant Bruce Mighty stood in the door way. "Hey!" Green snapped, grabbing her bag and placing it on her lap.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't know it was occupied," Mighty replied.
"Knock next time!"
The door closed as she sighed and placed the bag back on the bed.
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Tundra stumbled onto the bridge as he saw Link and Juice working on the main panels, replacing them with Earth technology. Link turned around and looked at Tundra. "You okay Straw?" Link asked.
"Nope… don't need a straw, thank you." Tundra replied.
"Are you okay?" Link asked again.
"Peachy keen," Tundra replied.
"Okay then," Link said looking worried. He turned back to see Juice come out from underneath the pilot console.
"That should do it," Juice informed Link.
"Can you help Straw into a seat," Link asked Juice. Juice looked at Tundra. He saw him flirting with a wall. He turned back to Link and shook his head. "Don't make me order you," Juice sighed as he walked over to Tundra.
"Holcomb, how goes the C4?" Link asked over the radio.
"It's… coming…" Holcomb replied.
"Well we got some of the stuff reconfigured. I think we'll be able to take off tomorrow. Finish up then get back to claim your quarters. Link out," Link informed Holcomb.
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Later that night, Green walked into the kitchen as Link was cooking on the stove. "Hey, how're you feeling?" Link asked Green.
"I'm feeling, all right… I guess." Green replied sitting down. "What's for dinner?"
"Squid Ink Ice Cream," Link replied.
"What?" Green screamed getting up from her seat.
"Relax," Link replied. "Only people who make Squid Ink Ice Cream are those Iron Chef people. I'm making macaroni and cheese."
"Mac and cheese?" Green asked.
"Well, it's the only thing I really know how to cook."
Green looked over at the refrigerator. "Since when do Jaffa have refrigerators?"
"Since when do Jaffa's have kitchens?"
"Point taken," she replied. She felt kind of uneasy. Link was the only one to comfort her when she found out about her brother's death. The rest of the staff at the SGC could have cared less, but Link comforted her and was always there for her. She looked up to him as an older brother. Unknown to Green, Link had his own reasons for being with her. "So where are you rooming?"
"I'm down in the east wing," Link replied adding the milk, butter, and cheese sauce into the pan.
"That's where I am," Green replied.
"Cool. Dinner will be ready in a couple minutes. There's some beer in the fridge."
"Beer?"
"Tundra smuggled it onboard. He's gonna be trashed every day."
Green smirked as she got up and opened the fridge. She grabbed two bottles and went back to the seat. By then, Link had scooped the mac and cheese into some bowls and put two forks in them. "There, dinner is served," Link informed. Link than opened both of the bottles and sat down
"We haven't had dinner together in a while," Green said.
"Yeah, well the military tends to frown on relationships," Link replied. Green frowned. "But seeming we're Alpha Mag and not military anymore.
Green slid back in her chair, "That's not what I meant," she replied, taking another scoop of her meal. Link frowned.
The rest of dinner Link and Green ate quietly, finishing their meal. He got up and took both of the finished bowls and placed them in the sink. "I should be getting to bed," Link informed as he slowly walked out of the room and down the hall. Green just sat there, staring out in front of her.
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Link walked down the hallway until he reached his room. He opened the door to see Mighty sitting on his bed, reading a book. "What the hell are you doing?" Link asked.
"Oh, hey. I was waiting for you," Mighty replied.
"What are you doing in my-" Link started to ask.
Mighty walked up next to him and put his arm around Link's shoulder. "Do you think, you know, my name. Does it sound, unoriginal?"
Link looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"Well, there was some… kid who was saying my name was really unoriginal and really didn't fit."
"Your last name is Mighty, right?" Link asked.
"Well, yeah," he said.
"And your parents named you Bruce, did they not?"
"Yeah. But Bruce Mighty. Come on, that's not really… right," he sighed.
"Then don't blame you, and don't blame that idiot. Blame your parents," Link informed.
Mighty was about to say something, until he thought about it and then said, "They're dead."
"Oh well. Now get out of my room," Link replied throwing him out.
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"But I don't want to go on the roller coaster, daddy," Tundra informed. Juice was helping Tundra down the hallway and to his room.
"You're not going on the roller coaster, you're going to bed," Juice informed.
"But daddy,"
"Shut up… uh… sir."
