[u]Kayle[/u]

Kay's hands ruffled through the data in her pad. Her fingers thrummed from one page to the next, her body spread out across the bed and relaxed. She dressed in a green tank that fitted her figure well, topped off with camouflage pants and a belt. Her gun was put away as was most of her knives, a few still strapped to her. In this case, it was more to ease that sense of nakedness she felt when unarmed. Despite her eyes scanning the light screen, her mind had drifted back to the meeting and what followed after her question. 

Naturally she nodded in understanding at the Captain's need to exercise precaution as the woman went on about the plan. For the most part is was sound and reasonable, though she was slightly worried. Things could easily go wrong and with a single ship seperated from the Langford, it would likely be out manned and gunned for the most part. At least if it was an ambush. She settled back into her chair while her mouth held its silence. She had promised to read up farther on the planet before departure just to improve her chances upon the surface. However, despite the solidness there was a few wrinkles. Namely when the Jaffa, Rea'c, had rejected the notion of being left behind. It seems he believe they were questioning his men's bravery, something she would've thought was a joke had she not knew he was serious. That was all it took for Ariadne to jump in, her words harsh and rather sharper then Kay would've expected. Then again, the Second Lt. hadn't the pleasure of getting on the Tok'ra's bad side yet. Part of her wanted to jump in there at that moment but instead, any chance was ripped away when the IOA spoke. He put his two cents in, agreeing with the Jaffa's logic then taking his leave shortly to have Captain Black ease the tensions left in his wake. Kay supposed it was one the perks of his job which was to leave others to clean up the aftermath in his opinions.

Once the meeting had finished, she wasted little time in returning to her quarters. More eager to get back to her research then actually steer clear of the building tensions between the two races. Prejudice seemed more universal, a pain but rather comforting notion to see both so human in a way. At least Kay liked to think so. Her hand paused in flipping to the next set of words and meanings, her mind drifted to her own family when her mind realize the planet they would be on would resemble a different kind of earth. 

It was easy to see her father's grinning face. She knew he would've been proud of her, though he would never know it, and her lungs inhaled in a soothing breath. Her teeth bit her lip as her mind wandered to the time she had spent on the ship. Both the Jaffa and Tok'ra provided combative oppotunities. Unfortunately, she had seemed to tilt her favor clearly towards the Tok'ra with most of her time spent with Ariadne. It wasn't good for foreign relations and weighed her hand in favor of whom to ask for her next course of action. Working out the kinks in her tactics and pitting them against new minds, ones that might think differently, seemed too good to pass up. Gently she rised her hand to click the small button at top then placed the data pad upon her bed. Her legs swung about, allowing her to pull upright onto her feet. First thing was first: she would have to seek out Rea'c. With that task in mind, she left her quarters and sought after the Jaffa in mind who would likely be in the gym. 

 
[u]Joseph[/u]

The meeting wasn't a surprise to Joseph, though the fact he stomached it was. He could easily feel the dislike the Tok'ra had for the Jaffa, through he was sure it was vice verse as well, from the sharp comments she tossed at him. It had taken all his will not to either roll his eyes or shoulder his temple within his winkled hands. On top of that, the IOA had the nerve to add flames to the fire when he had sided with the Jaffa right against the Captain. Then again, Joseph wasn't military and maybe it was average for that sort of display to happen. When the meeting ended, he didn't spare a moment in his departure. It was very clear Joseph want to be there in the beginning and would show in his leaving. 

His shoes clipped along the hallways until he reached his office once more. It was simple and plain, the only personal items were a recorder for his son's CDs and a picture of his family near the computer. The only things that showed he was human. He then proceeded to ensure the medical staff would be on standby when the ground team went to the planet's surface as he didn't like to leave things to chance and have everyone scrambling last minute. It wasn't much but Joseph preferred not to make mistakes if he could help it. He had just sat back farther into his chair when the door opened, his old head jerked to spot the head doctor's figure within the doorway. A sense of repeating event washed over Joseph as the old man braced himself for the first words. It wasn't a surprise when his suspicions turned out to be right. 

"Joseph, can you send these blood samples to the lab? I need you to run them through the machine and separate the elements so we can get a clear chance to determine if there's anything wrong." The doctor seemed to overlook the glare, one likely debating on the best way to harm him, before he placed the vials upon the desk's surface. Without pausing to receive a definite yes, Dr. Niven soon vanished back out the door. 

Joseph pressed his lips tightly together while his teeth gashed a bit, his hand reached to scoop up the vials and lifted from his chair. It better to get this done and over rather then postpone the task until it couldn't be delayed any longer. It didn't take long to reach the lab, his hand reached out and swiped the key card which allowed him inside. His eyes barely shifted to the only other occupant within while he made it through protocols to enter the room.