Guide Talk 2
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Sentinel, Due South or Stargate SG1. Bl'aan and Cl'een are my own creations.
"So let me get this straight, this does kinda like a chat room thing, only it doesn't hook up ta any computer other than one already hooked up ta it?" Ray Kowalski asked. He was looking at the laptop computer that was laid out on his kitchen table.
"That's right, plus the entire system is encrypted. No one who isn't involved in Sentinel and Guide matters and doesn't have a secure pass into the system can get in. That way you can talk about things that you don't want to have advertised, like zone outs or any problems that your Sentinels have that might be embarrassing." Samantha Carter was personally delivering and setting up the laptops. She sat next to Ray at the kitchen table pointing out features on the two laptops in front of them. One was for Ray and Fraser, the other laptop was to be sent to Canada for Maggie and Ray Vechio.
Ray had been surprised to find a woman in full military dress uniform at his door that morning. He had been even more surprised to find out that she was part of Jack O'Neill and Daniel Jackson's team. He had learned about Jack and Daniel from Blair so he knew who they were. He had even talked to Daniel over the phone about dry cleaning uniforms. It seemed that Jack and Fraser were the only two Sentinels that had to deal with wearing a uniform day in and day out. Daniel had wanted to know how Ray had dealt with the chemical exposure and if Fraser had gone through anything similar to the resulting rash that Jack had.
Fraser had, had the rash and he'd been absolutely miserable for days. The only way that Ray had found to deal with that headache was for Fraser to hand wash his uniform and if it was absolutely necessary for him to dry clean it, to have it hang up and air out for at least three days before Fraser wore it, outside on the fire escape. Fortunately for them, everyone in the neighborhood knew Fraser and his uniform. Ray knew, although he wasn't supposed to know, that the neighborhood kids had taken it upon themselves to mount an honor guard over it while it hung up outside. No one would touch it while they were on watch.
"You're sure no one can hack this stuff?" Ray asked suspiciously. It wasn't that he didn't want to believe her but this was Fraser's safety that they were talking about.
"Absolutely," Sam reassured him. "They all have some very classified technology that makes them completely unhackable. Only three people on the planet can get into the system and I'm one of them. The other two are hard at work designing systems like this and are too busy to wonder about my little personal project." Plus there was the fact that it didn't use the internet, but Ray didn't need to know about that. If someone was to try and hack into it, they had to be physically present in order to do it. When she had Guns'n'Roses try to hack into one of the laptops she had actually sent one to him/her, along with her standard job offer.
"What if they find out about it?" Ray wasn't about to budge on the safety issue.
"Colonel O'Neill and Daniel saved both of their lives. They won't raise a finger to help anyone who would hurt their personal heroes," Sam reassured him. The fate that SG1 had saved those two technicians from was horrible beyond words and they were well aware of it. 'Personal heroes' was close enough for Ray to hear. Closer to the truth was that Bl'ann and Cl'een worshiped the ground that SG1 walked on. None of them could come close to the twin aliens without the two doing some serious bouts of personal servitude. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy having her lunch delivered now and again, but when the twins literally crawled down the halls carrying it into her lab; it was a little too much for her. It had taken Daniel weeks to get them to stop going to such extremes. At least she knew without a doubt that the twins would rather have their hearts (all four of them) pulled from their bodies rather than give away any information that would be harmful to SG1.