PsiCorps 101
Who: Ivanova
When: Day 36, late night
Where: Near the firepit, CCII
Invited: Daniel, Ami, Scott, any, all comers
Status: COMPLETE
Susan decided to pick a time when the camp was quiet. She hadn't yet turned in, and wasn't about to. Not until she'd gotten a chance to talk to Daniel-- and anyone else who cared to listen.
The shopping list for who she'd want in attendance was small, and varied, and she deliberately went out of her way to be sure that those would be able to talk to her in the little powwow. When complete, she picked a spot a little away from the beaten path, but not too far.
Her back was ramrod straight, her expression one of decided seriousness. She'd volunteered to offer whatever she could to Daniel-- her expertise was logistics and man/materiel allocations. Might as well show that she was a 'team player' and worth the effort of trust. In return, as any who knew her would attest, she was loyal and would do almost anything because of it. This was a woman who had treason on her list of accomplishments...
Clearing her throat, the displaced Commander began. "Thank you.. for one thing. I just wanted you to know what you... what we were dealing with. That telepath... White. He's from, I guess you figured, my home-- time, place... I don't know. I still haven't gotten my head wrapped firmly around that, but that's not important right now.
"He's a teep. A telepath. In a way, he was right. If you're a telepath where I come from, either you're a member of the Corps, or you're in jail, or on 'sleepers'. It's the law... and they're strict." She took a deep breath. "He's... tops, a P5, P6 on a scale from 1 being the lowest to 12 being the highest we know about. He's strong enough to know when someone is lying, but not really good enough to break anyone's shields. If he tries, you'll know it." She shook her head, "That's against the law, too. No scanning, not even passive. Privacy laws were enacted in my past, and the idea was that if the telepaths wore the gloves and pin, they'd be easily identified." The Scarlet Letter. "The fact they were Corps meant you could 'trust' them enough to know that they wouldn't scan you.
"But the Corps was ... is much, much more than that."
When: Day 36, late night
Where: Near the firepit, CCII
Invited: Daniel, Ami, Scott, any, all comers
Status: COMPLETE
Susan decided to pick a time when the camp was quiet. She hadn't yet turned in, and wasn't about to. Not until she'd gotten a chance to talk to Daniel-- and anyone else who cared to listen.
The shopping list for who she'd want in attendance was small, and varied, and she deliberately went out of her way to be sure that those would be able to talk to her in the little powwow. When complete, she picked a spot a little away from the beaten path, but not too far.
Her back was ramrod straight, her expression one of decided seriousness. She'd volunteered to offer whatever she could to Daniel-- her expertise was logistics and man/materiel allocations. Might as well show that she was a 'team player' and worth the effort of trust. In return, as any who knew her would attest, she was loyal and would do almost anything because of it. This was a woman who had treason on her list of accomplishments...
Clearing her throat, the displaced Commander began. "Thank you.. for one thing. I just wanted you to know what you... what we were dealing with. That telepath... White. He's from, I guess you figured, my home-- time, place... I don't know. I still haven't gotten my head wrapped firmly around that, but that's not important right now.
"He's a teep. A telepath. In a way, he was right. If you're a telepath where I come from, either you're a member of the Corps, or you're in jail, or on 'sleepers'. It's the law... and they're strict." She took a deep breath. "He's... tops, a P5, P6 on a scale from 1 being the lowest to 12 being the highest we know about. He's strong enough to know when someone is lying, but not really good enough to break anyone's shields. If he tries, you'll know it." She shook her head, "That's against the law, too. No scanning, not even passive. Privacy laws were enacted in my past, and the idea was that if the telepaths wore the gloves and pin, they'd be easily identified." The Scarlet Letter. "The fact they were Corps meant you could 'trust' them enough to know that they wouldn't scan you.
"But the Corps was ... is much, much more than that."