Time to Start the Paperwork
Posted on Fri May 18th, 2018 @ 9:46pm by Colonel Jordon Mason Jr.
Location: Stargate Command, Admiral Fischer's Office
RAdm. Mike Fischer
Col. Jordon Mason
SDS Security Liaison
Jordons armor was taken to be checked and cleaned, but after a cursory inspection to ensure it had remained sealed, it was determined he was safe. He watched them wheel Cpl. MacKenna away on a gurney after having sedated her. He shook his head, that’d been a bit intense, though his training told him what had happened, it was still crazy. He exited through the other door and headed towards the control room to find the Admiral.
Mike sat at his desk, looking through the reports from their others. He and Maddy had been back for quite some time in this time frame, as they had only been “gone” for about 8 minutes. Time travel was always so.. interesting. He had sent his own report off to the joint chiefs and the Stargate oversight committee, but it appears that they had not damaged the timeline, which was good. The team that was supposed to investigate the ruins had returned early, and he was interested in hearing what happened.
Jordon knocked on the office door from the control room side. When he was acknowledged he entered the office. He felt like he should have a report in his hands or something, but the person who would usually have been dealing with the paperwork was in Medical by now. “Admiral.” He said by way of greeting, he snapped a salute, more out of habit than anything. He knew he wasn’t in the military, and technically as a Civilian, he didn’t have to salute anybody, though the mercs in SDS still tended to follow the old tradition. He motioned towards a chair making the universally recognized gesture asking if he could sit.
“Please, have a seat,” the admiral said with a nod. “Your team returned early, and I heard that medical got dispatched. Everything ok?”
Jordon took a deep breath as if he was about to go into a long explanation, then let out. He thought for another moment, “I’m having all personnel other than armored SDS team members temporarily quarantined.” He started thinking about the pain in his shoulder and ribs from the blows he took. “I’m not a scientist, so I can’t go into details, but during our exploration, Corporal MacKenna was exposed to a hallucinogenic… something.” He said shaking his head.
He rubbed his ribs for a moment, taking a mental note of how far spread the pain was, or wasn’t. Briefly wondered why humans tended to poke things that hurt, just to see if they still hurt. He continued. “I don’t believe any of the rest of the team was exposed, but just to be safe, thought they should be checked out before we risk spreading something.”
Mike listened as the Colonel relayed the information to him, and he listened with interest. Without fail, planets that are supposed to be safe for trainings and investigations turn up something new and unknown. “Good idea on the quarantine, we’ll monitor them for a few days to make sure nothing else occurs. What about our John Doe? He was sent back through and is being held in medical,” Mike asked, remembering seeing that come across his desk.
Jordon thought about him for a moment, and shrugged, “He had some kind of memory, he didn’t really elaborate, then asked to be sent back. An escort brought him back to the gate, and they went through. Not much more I can say other than that, I’m by no means an expert on amnesia. I also suspect he wasn’t exposed, I’m pretty sure it was left as a deterrent to grave robbers. We found bodies that didn’t seem to belong there. Cpl. MacCenna got a face full of dust, had a sneezing fit, then I believe started hallucinating. That being said, if we want to play it safe, should probably have him moved to quarantine, and have a containment crew retrace his steps since returning. He didn’t come back to long before we did, so hopefully his movements will have been minimal.
Fischer nodded in agreement. “I’ll have a team retrace his steps. I’m also thinking of sending a full biohazard team to the planet to get some analysis. It may be useful if we could weaponize it against the new enemy we have. The other team returned with the Hammond, and brought a surprise. A full on alien creature in some sort of biomedical stasis. Medical has it under observation with a 24/7 guard.”
Jordon nodded, part of him wanted to ask more about the alien, but he decided if the Admiral wanted him to know more, he’d tell him. “I was going to recommend a team be sent in to place a warning marker of some kind, you know ‘Grave Robbers will not be tolerated’ or something.” He said half-jokingly. “Any other questions, Sir?” he asked knowing he’d still have to file a full report, which would explain everything in more detail.
Mike chuckled at that comment, and shook his head. “Nothing else at this time Colonel. Dismissed.”
Jordon nodded, took a deep breath, and stood up. He figured he’d make a quick trip by medical just to ensure his ribs weren’t broken, and hopefully get an update on Inola. “Thank you, Sir.” He said and turned and exited the office.