SG1: The Continuation - IC (Nydie & Msisko)
Eyes growing heavy and vision blurry from hours of staring at her computer screen, Cynthia shoved herself away from her work station and slowly got to her feet. It was just another day at work, but the atmosphere around the base seemed to be buzzing with excitement. Over what, the woman had no idea, but something was going on, she only hoped that General O’Neil or General Landry would let something slip soon; with all the excitement she was having problems focusing on her work.
Stretching her arms over her head, she turned her gaze back to her computer with a thoughtful frown. Cynthia was used to coming across things that most people would have never even thought of much less seen with their own eyes, but there were still things that managed to surprise her. The latest mount images that she and her team had just received that morning were one of those things that seeing did not mean believing. The structures on the planet looked to be primitive; mud huts, carved wooden statues, nothing that screamed out advanced technology. Yet, the mount had managed to capture several other images of strange devices flying around the area. What purpose they served could not be determined through the images, but it was obvious that the technology was far more advanced than the civilization should have been capable of.
Cynthia had spent the majority of the morning assessing the images and struggling to discover just what the purposes of the strange floating devices were. They weren’t very large, maybe a bit smaller than a basketball, but there wasn’t much else that could be determined. She thought that perhaps they were for security; used to scan the area for outside life forms and alert the inhabitants of the planet. It wouldn’t be the first time they had encountered something like that. The question that bothered her was who had provided the inhabitants with the technology, because she was willing to bet everything she owned they had not developed it themselves.
Just as she was about to plant herself back into her seat to see if she could learn anything else, the intercom in her room went off. “Lieutenant Reynolds, you’re needed in the gate room.” The voice informed her, and then all was silent again.
Frowning at the speaker, she cast a final glance at the computer screen. Disappointed that her work was being interrupted, the woman closed the lid of her computer and exited the room. Wandering through the maze of hallways that would lead her to the gate room, Cynthia watched the others around her carefully, eyes scanning over their faces in hopes that she could read something from their expressions. Nothing stood out to her, at least nothing out of the ordinary, which caused her to frown deeply. Still clueless as to what was going on, she continued on her way until she had reached the gate room.
The door slid open in front of her, and Cynthia stepped through carefully, waiting until the doors had slammed shut behind her to step further into the room. She thought back to her first trip through the gate. Between the trip through the wormhole and the excitement and trepidation she had been feeling about her journey had caused her to fall on her knees and puke the second she had passed through the second gate. Traveling through wormholes had become a second nature to her, but there were still times when she felt like throwing up. Today however, she was not due off world. In fact, she and her team wouldn’t be going off world for at least another week.
From the quick glance in the room she saw that she was the only member of her team present, and outside of General Landry, there was no one else. After saluting the general, she stood motionless, waiting for her orders, or at least the reason why she had been summoned. A brow lifted in curiosity, but the general simply shook his head at her. “Not yet lieutenant. Once Major Forester gets here I’ll explain what’s going on.
“Yes sir.” She replied, but relaxed a bit after his comment. If there was something urgent going on, she doubted that they would be waiting for her team commander, at least she would hope not. With nothing left to do but wait, Cynthia stared at up at the Stargate at the front of the room, wondering if this meeting would lead to an unexpected off world mission.