[[ OOC: We may come up with new temporary team designations. In the meantime, you can use either KG6 or the character's normal team. ]]
"Colonel, are you there?" Sharpe's voice and his working-class British accent echoed through the small astrophysics lab. Sam Carter set down her tablet and stepped over to the comm screen.
"Right here, sir." She smiled a little, knowing the worry and frustration were etched on her face. Sharpe himself looked more fresh and relaxed, but she knew he could not be completely at ease either. The ship was being rushed into service ahead of schedule, he had a largely untested crew, and she had tasked him with scrounging up all the personnel they could muster from outside the mountain.
"Thought you should know, we're breaking orbit as we speak."
"What's our estimated flight time?" she asked, knowing the answer, but wanting to hear it, and hear any changes that might have been made.
"Six days," he replied. "We'll be entering hyperspace shortly."
"Very well. Thank you, sir."
"Don't thank me..."
"...the government does that twice a month, I know," she said, and smiled at the joke.
"Time to call your briefing."
"Right," she said, her shoulders slumping a little. Sharpe cut the connection and she tapped out a quick text message. The message would go to the phones of those who had them--still functional on the ship's internal wireless network--and otherwise display on notice boards around the ship. She glanced at the list of those who had been scrounged, and sighed. Not that she worried about them getting into a full-on battle, but it would have been nice if there were more. Well, she would make do with what she had, the way she had so many times before.
Hopefully, it would be enough this time, too.
Col. Samantha Carter
SG1
Brig. Bernard Sharpe
Commanding Officer
HMS King George VI