Getting down to brass tacks?

[wolfcat]

Who: Elizabeth Weir
Where: Admin Building Secure Conference Room
When: Wednesday, June 16th
Invited: Chloe Sullivan, Faith Lehane, Ronald Boone
Status: Incomplete

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[Faith]

[fikgirl]

There was no discussion, just a quick exchange of glances and Chloe entered the room first behind Dr. Weir. It was a split second decision; if there was a trap, they'd spring it, but leave Faith in the hallway outside. Not the greatest choice, but Faith could fight her way into a room where Chloe was safe from a platoon of soldiers a lot more easily than she could out of a room once she was trapped

[Ron]

[tweets]

Ron was no fool, he didn't want to be sat between Faith and the exit. Moving to sit a little away from them, but close enough to the door, he relaxed in the chair. He'd follow Weir's lead in that this was going to be informal, but his eyes took in everything.

He didn't trust these new ladies yet. But he was still learning about them.

Resting a cheek on one fist, he watched as Faith explained. "So, like a homing beacon and auto pilot?" he queried softly.

[Chloe]

[sinanju]

"Not...exactly," Chloe said.

"We've been traveling for some time. Our last trip landed us in hot water, metaphorically speaking. A hostile environment that would have destroyed the ship eventually.

"That's when the autopilot jumped us to a new system," Chloe said. She glanced at Faith, then continued. "Frankly, we had no idea it could do that."

"The system it jumped us to was this one, of course," Chloe continued. "Presumably because the planet has a stargate. It was just blind chance that we stumbled across a colony from Earth. It could just as easily have been an uninhabited system, or occupied by former Goa'uld slaves--or even an active Goa'uld System Lord's forces."

Chloe smiled. "Considering all the possibilities, I think we got lucky."

[Elizabeth]

[wolfcat]

"Sounds like you did," Elizabeth conceded. "So, where exactly were you coming from? Were you on one of the other colonies or...?" It was fairly obvious to her that the girls were from Earth originally. Boone had already confirmed they weren't Goa'uld or Tok'ra. That lessened their threat to a degree -- but not entirely.

If the ship really was Ancient, as it appeared, that meant at least one of them had the Ancient gene. "Where did you get the ship? Who flies it? The autopilot?"

She paused then and laughed ruefully, spreading her hands on the table. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to give you the third degree. I'm just... very curious." There was an openness in her expression and in her tone, though she wasn't at all inclined to give away any 'state secrets', so to speak. Still, to gain trust, one had to give it. At least in small amounts. "It's been a while since we've managed contact with any of the other colonies, so you can understand we'd be anxious for news."