[b]Deyika[/b]

After Tonak left the ship, her eyes glimpsed the locator to later pick him up at, Deyika had started to release the ship from its autopilot. Her fingers clicked across the console causing the Al’kesh to shift into Tonak’s relayed coordinates and just hovered there. The cloak still risen,she left the engines on low so not be detected by any ship within the area. In the position she was in, the engine energy would likely read as atmospheric interference or at least nothing out of the ordinary. Last thing she wanted was the freaking Tauri breathing down her neck before she had completed her brother’s request. She hated failed him and he knew it, possibly the reason he made sure she had the simplest tasks possible.
In a small way, Dey found she was irritated by it even if she understood why. After she settled back there was little more to do then wait until her brother gave the signal. Her teeth grinded a bit at the idea as she sat back, her head slouched against her chair for time to past. 

-after the timeskip-
 
Dey was bored. Her legs were crossed over the console and her body leaned back in the chair, her one hand laid across her middle while she waited. Her eyes looked half closed in her lazy expression after what felt like months, merely an hour in real time, had passed in her mind. [i]Gods, why was this so boring?!?[/i] Her head shifted to the discarded food items she had tossed into a basket where she would dispose of it later, at least before Tonak saw it, and started to hum one of her brother favorite songs. Ironic she never thought to ask it’s origins as she continued still waiting for Tonak’s signal. 

[b]Tonak[/b]

Tonak was sitting watching those at the Ancient facility, not doing a whole lot more. He sat as he watched them take out the guards and being close enough to hear them he [i]really[/i] enjoyed their little argument. It was interesting, something that he or the man inside the Langfords ranks could exploit at a later date, though not right now. Why waste a valuable resource, let the wounds fester a little bit first and then they could strike at a later date. For now, he just sat and waited being cloaked and safe from sight. 

-Post-Time-Skip-Awesomeness-

HE had seen everyone else come down from the ship, saw them split up and enter the facility. He himself tagged along with the group. Walking quietly even though the cloak concealed the sounds he made while walking through the halls. Of course the problem would be the guards outside on coming out but that could easily be solved out later. He was in no hurry. As he neared the main lab he darted into a side one that the others had not entered yet. He decloaked and tapped his radio. “Dey, get the fireworks started.” 
 
[b]Paige, Lawson, Blaze, Cody.[/b]

Paige had been studying the schematics of the Langford for some time though she had also looked up other unrestricted files on the F-302 and the R-302 as well. The utilitarian mindset was clearly apparent in the design of the BC-304 but the fighters were a work of art, at least she thought so. Every now and then she would glance over to see Lawson minding his own business. She wondered why he seemed so uptight but really she understood that they weren’t here on a pleasure cruise. The work done here was very important and just as critical as anything else the Stargate Program would be doing. She hadn’t gathered more than a vague understanding of the political climate of the galaxy but she understood that they were at war with a government known as the Lucian Alliance. Still, it was hard not to be excited. Everything was new and beyond what she could have imagined before. She even had an alien stun gun! 

Lawson listened to his radio and nodded before standing up and putting on his backpack. Paige hadn’t left the blooming table since they had gotten in so she still had hers firmly attached. “I have a feeling you’re a fan of sci-fi. You look like a fan of Sci-Fi to me.” He walked over to her and grabbed her wrist, turning it up to see the mark showing that there had been a transmitter placed under her skin. “I’m sure you have been wondering what this is.” He took a step back. “You know in Star Trek, where they got to a room and say [i]ready to beam[/i]? We don’t need the room.” He tapped his earpiece “This is Lawson, we’re ready.” They were gone in a flash of light and appeared on the planet beside Colonel Blaze and Lieutenant Cody with six marines placed in a circle around them. “Welcome Miss.Harper, to your first alien planet.”

His remark about Star Trek piqued her interest, maybe that would give them something to talk about later when they had some down time? She had almost forgotten about the transmitter when he grabbed her wrist, which made her jump a little since she hadn’t really been paying attention to anything but the files till then. When he said they were ready she started to laugh “Beam me u-”, A flash of light and she appeared on the surface, “-p Scotty…”. The words barely rolled of her tongue as the experience caught her a bit off guard. “...whoah. That… was awesome.”

“Awesome? You wouldn’t have felt anything. You were there, then you were here. There isn’t really anything in between. Not to mention your statement is technically wrong, we didn’t beam [i]up[/i] we beamed down.” He gruffly added to her comment, this whole sci-fi geek thing was probably going to get old really fast. 

“Okay, fair enough but it’s still awesome. How can you just shrug it off like nothing happened?” She still didn’t get how this wasn’t the coolest thing ever. “And just look at that thing! It’s the Ancient database right? How cool is that!?”

“It isn’t the Ancient database, it is an Ancient [i]facility[/i]. The Database is on Atlantis and it tells us all about the Ancients. That is what it does and such.” He turned to look at the entrance to the ancient facility and gave a sigh. There weren’t many of these facilities still standing in the Milkyway let alone that they could find. Now here he was about to go into it, before anyone like McKay or Carter. It was exciting stuff. “So, when can we go in Dear Colonel?”

This wasn’t the first time he’d had to babysit combat-vulnerable eggheads, and the last time he had to, it ended with his SG team getting massacred and an entire planet being lost in the Stargate network. Also the love of his life getting killed, but she was a bitch anyways, so who cared. But at least this time, he had a team of brilliant marines, whoop de do.

“Well, sir, we’ve cleared out the outer guardians, so we can probably do so immediately. However, due to experience with these sort of facilities, I would suggest extreme precaution. It is not that I doubt your caution, but I would rather not have you dying in my hands, or me dying in yours, if you understand, sir.” he said, in a light tone, listing off the number of trap-like things he’d encountered in Ancient facilities. Perhaps that paper he’d written on the subject could be mandatory reading, but then again, it had been based on facility [i]ruins[/i], not an actually close to untouched one like this. 

This place was possibly a hell of a lot more dangerous than what he’d had to deal with before.

“Don’t worry Colonel, I do not what I’m doing. I’ve worked in facilities like this in Pegasus and was part of the Icarus Project - though I assure you I was not responsible for the planets destruction-” He winced at saying that. Now he would likely have to explain that to Paige later let alone anyone else who didn’t know anything about the Icarus project. Maybe he could say that it was classified even though they all had clearance to what was going on, technically speaking. “We won’t flick any switches on until I’ve got a good read on it and till we’ve got a handle on the operating system, which will be a bit different than in newer facilities.”

He took a step back and looked at it. “It is impressive to see a facility in such good condition, it must have been important to both the Ancients and the Goa’uld to remain in such a good condition.” He took a step towards the door opening panel and opened the panel itself up, before activating it and the door itself opened. “Well, if its time to be cautious-” He indicated the door to the Colonel.

“Of course not, sir. Although the Icarus Project… If you ever have time back on the ship, I’d have a single question about the [i]un[/i]-classified material that I was given access to. But let us proceed.” he said, as he moved towards the door. But as he did, he looked back, and ordered “Lieutenant, as much as you’d want in, I’m putting you on overwatch, with Corporal Jenkins and Corporal Andersmith.” 
That was all he’d had to say for the current moment, as he examined the door to the best of his abilities. Once he was as certain as he could that the door wasn’t going to disintegrate them on opening, he decided to open it. Of course, if the bloody Ancients or Goa’uld wanted to play games, they’d probably put something like plasma beam turrets or some weird alien sci-fi shit behind the door, but then what could he do?

Lawson just stood behind the Colonel. “You realize, that the people here who are no higher than the dark ages have been using this facility for years? If they can go in without dieing all the time surely we can.”

Ah, the usual remarks from egghead scientists. He’d missed that on missions, but not too much. “Yes sir, but the Goa’uld and the rest of our xenos/enemies are [i]notorious[/i] for bugger moves like trapping doors for Tau’ri. I’d send a Jaffa in first, or something, but we do not have one at our disposal for mine-checking, if thats the word. But it doesn’t quite matter, now that the Goa’uld no longer depend on the Jaffa very exclusively, and this would probably not work anymore. BUt once more, when facing the Goa’uld, I’ve learned to trust nothing inanimate, or even alive.” he said, quite simply, and then opened the Facility door. ‘Please don’t have xenos Tau’ri rape missiles, please’ was the thought that repeated like a broken record.

-There was a long corridor, similar to style of those in the Ancient Outpost in Antarctica however not quite as decorative as those in Lantaen designs. Down each side there were side doors, most of them appeared to be burned out. Down the hall lights could be seen on and the walls had burns from staff weapon discharges.-

The Colonel was quite surprised. He hadn’t been expecting what he was seeing in front of him, but of course, he was in space, far away from Earth, what else would he feel? But this door was where his experience ended. “Well, sir, this is your realm. I’m sure a military grunt isn’t quite needed any more, as any kind of advice at all.” he said, in whatever mono-tone he could. Yeah, a grunt with several decorations and honors graduation from Canada’s premier military academy. 

Sometimes, he regretted not studying or caring much for school when he was young.

Lawson looked around at the burn marks and the locked doors. No point unsealing them. If they were needed then there was a chance they would have been pried open years ago rather than left locked and sealed closed. He turned to the colonel as he looked down the hall. “Usually I would let my prodigee have some say on what we were doing however we are on a tight schedule.” He pointed down the hall. “It makes sense that the main lab will be down there. The sooner we can download what this place is. The better.”

The Colonel didn’t quite have much to say any more, really, and the only thoughts he could have right now were ‘if this is a trap, what excuse will I give to the Captain and Williams for having committed xenocide?’. He nodded, understanding what he was expected to do, and simply moved across, Zat in his hands at the ready. The hallway was rather long, and after a few minutes of careful movement, he came to the end. A door, huh? He once more carefully opened it, and looked in.

As soon as nothing in the room shot him Lawson moved past indicating Paige to come join him at the main console. On front of all the main consoles there was a room with an object inside that could only be viewed through a window. There was a door to the side and he had the idea he didn’t want to go through that. “We’ll be fine now Colonel, you do whatever it is you guys do.” He moved over to the console and plugged his tablets Ancient adaptor into a necessary slot and indicated for Paige to do the same. “Right Miss Harper, plug and play. Your tablet will immediately start trying to load the interface to get the systems running however, while it appears the most basic features-” He opened a list and shown it to her, the ancient was in the background and the translated in the foreground. “-Door control, life support and some form of confinement shield so whatever they did here it had something to do with radiation.” he tried pressing a key and almost swore, obviously when the Ancients were here they were already working with gene protecting their technology.

“You don’t happen to have the ATA gene or the inoculation do you?”

Meanwhile outside, Cody sighed. He had the Cpl, and Sgt reconing the surrounding area while he sat here just waiting, leaning on the doorway to the facility. Why did he have to baby sit the watch team? Totally not his job description, well unless he was hidded...and had a rifle...though in this situation he’d most likely be an attacker waiting for the team that entered to come out so he could kill the science people, thus hindering the teams capabilities further in the long run. Killing off grunts didn’t hold nearly as much value. In any case he’d definitely want to talk to the Colonel about how to use his talents. He was already starting to get itchy with all the down time, he needed something, that adrenaline rush he always got in the field. Yes, that feeling was something he definitely missed right now.

In any case he supposed it was part of the mission and this was his role. He would just have to complete it. Besides! This was easy! Most people wouldn’t complain about that. Compared to his experience with deploying bio weapons in the field, assassinations he had no support with, or stealing from terrorists, one might think that he’d enjoy this easy job. Yet he didn’t. He made a mental note to bring cards next time though. He sighed once more and spoke into his radio. “Find anything yet guys?” And of course he got the same thing he got last time. “Nothing her sir.” From both of them.

The Colonel, meanwhile inside, raised his hand tentatively, “I do have the ATA gene, naturally. Not through inoculation, but naturally, sir.”