Where: Commissary (She likes it there...)
Evie sat eating her pancakes, well aware that she smelled of cigarettes and that pancakes was not a proper lunch. She wasn't feeling that hungry today though. She'd woken up feeling kinda rough and it just hadn't worn off. She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. She took a sip of her coffee and glanced at her watch. plenty of time to kill.
What: working up muscle (as if)
When: Early morning
Jonas set down the weight and flexed his sore arm. He had been going at it for several days, attempting to get back into tip-top shape as the Tau'ri called it.
Though, working out alone was absolutely no fun.
Evie took a sip of her coffee and glanced casually around the room, there was usually more people here. She looked at the pancakes that she didn't fancy finishing and pushed them away from her slightly. She took another sip of her coffee and ran her fingers through the tips of her hair. For once she wished that the commissary was full of people so that she could get lost in the noise of everything, as it was the commissary was practically silent, it made her feel slightly uneasy. Evelyn turned to look at the clock and knocked her coffee over.
"Damn it." She muttered with a loud sigh.
Where: Gate room
When: 2000 hours (two hours after George's communication with Jonas)
George had scheduled SG-1 to go through the gate to bring Jonas Quinn back to Earth. He had just debriefed the team an hour prior and gave them twenty four hours to get him and come back.
George stood in the command room, watching the SG-1 team prepare before the opened Stargate.
"You're good to go SG-1." He said through the mircophone.
Where: Communication through the Stargate (SGC/Langara)
When: 1800 hours
George was stll feeling bad for letting Jonas return to his planet and people without offering him a position at the SGC first.
He had arranged to send the M.A.L.P. to Langara, to communicate with Jonas. Afterall, he would know what it was on sight. Some of the technicians had made sure it was going in the right direction.
George wished he could make a personal visit but due to needs he had to fulfill at the SGC and SG-1 still off-world, he had to go about this the best way he knew. George hoped Jonas would respond.
Evelyn ran her fingers through her hair, She was looking at the coffee and not at all the people in the room. She didn't want to seem like she was staring at anyone. She always hated being the new kid, this was worse because almost everybody was from the military, so she had almost nothing in common with them. She raised her head to do a quick scan of the room, everybody was sitting in groups. There was no one she recognised. She glanced at her cigarettes next to her coffee, she'd had a cigarette about ten minutes ago, and she didn't fancy trying to find her way to the surface and then all the way back here. She took a sip of her coffee and hoped that it wasn't always going to be this awkward.
Where: Hammond's Office
Sitting in his office George wasn't really up to much. He wanted to keep to himself at the moment. Daniel's reappearance was amazing beyond belief, but he was relieved to have one of the top archeologists back on the team - George hated to lose one of his own. And it hurt moreso to see Jonas Quinn leave, he had proved himself a real SGC member.
But work was work and he knew what he had to do. There were applicants sent to him to join the SGC and everyone had a good reason to be there, but by orders from the president himself George was granted to hire whoever he saw fit and worthy to join the Stargate program.
Come into George's office if you need to discuss anything with him. He'll listen