DEBRIEF; NEW HOME WORLD

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Even Teal'c* felt a little nervous. Apprehensive really. It just didn't serve a purpose to be over confident in the face of potential disappointment. Let down can cleave out a nasty gash. Don't leap before you can walk.

"Are you certain Major Carter*."

"Positive Teal'c*"

They we're already more than two hours into today's debrief and they we're just getting warmed up.

"Teal'c* as you know over the passed three weeks Sam* and I have sat eleven twenty-four hour monitoring posts and spent the rest of that time exploring. We've finished the ground survey. Accounted for the atmosphere and set baselines for atmospheric and climatic changes. The atmosphere is breathable."

They all looked at Daniel in the hope that that still mattered.

"What that means kids is that we can have family round."

"Yeah true.. ..We've done the mineral count, the soil analysis, the sand analysis. Distillation of the water has been conducted and verified on all sources. We've tagged our unfiltered supply. The vegetation has been determined. The underground has been assessed. The wildlife documented. The rock has been examined. The sky is blue. The sea is aquamarine. And oh yeah by the way Jack, there is fish in the sea and in every lake and pound we came across, lots of them. Theres two moons and one sun."

"Thank you Daniel Jackson*." Teal'c* fought to bridle his enthusiasm.

"Umm fish eh?"

"Oh yes Sir, plenty of them, we thought you'd like that. A part from the StarGate, we've found no traces of the Ancients. Or the Goa'uld for that matter, we're positive they've never visited this planet. We've found absolutely no traces of intelligent life."

"Eat your heart out Kheb."

"Kheb Sir?"

"Oh it's a place Teal'c* told me about. Carter* you know what we've got here?"

"Yes Sir, I believe I do."

"Ooh you've found it Major Carter*. Dr Jackson*. Our new home. If only Wallace was here to experience this. Yes we have much to do, no? I must begin immediately. I must pack!"

"Hey, whoa, hold your horses there Harlan. Don't go rushing into anything just yet. We've not finished. We haven't completed the recon."

"But Colonel O'Neill* what more must you do? We have heard everything. They have found all that we need."

" We have to find a way to carry out a complete aerial survey."

"It will be most difficult to perform such a task without some form of air transport O'Neill*."

"We're all going to have to work on that Teal'c*."

"A backpack Sir."

"Pardon Carter*?"

"A rocket propelled backpack. Naquadah Sir."

"What?"

"To power the rocket Sir."

"Lets steer clear of that one Carter*. Think more along the lines of a controlled landing. Going up! Coming down! Safely if you will, say in a nice manageable and orderly fashion.

Perhaps an airliner, small ship, even an inconspicuous Death Glider or maybe a dear reliable U.A.V., or a balloon. But theres no way on Earth, or where ever we are, and I speak for Teal'c* when I say this, will I be strapping sixty pounds of naquadah fuelled machinery onto my back in order to take a quick spin around our new neighbourhood. A very quick trip no doubt and then I wouldn't wonder oh probably jetting off into outer space."

"Quite."

"Thank you Teal'c*."

"Jack* theres documentary evidence that back on Earth, portable rocket propulsion has been used very successfully."

"Be my guest Daniel*. By all means, feel free. Check it out. Let me know.. ..send me a post card. Carter* what is it with you and naquadah and now this latest talk of niquadria?"

"Sir, naquadah, despite its phenomenal catalytic properties based on its ability to internally conduct, outwardly resists overwhelming neutrino kinetisism."

Blank stares greeted Carter's* outburst.

"You see, once the neutrinos are absorbed into the metal, naquadah, they enter a different matter flow synchronisation."

"Indeed"

"Thank you Teal'c.*"

"Well, the neutrinos effectively acquire a different orbital orientation from the one they occupied outside the metal. The neutrinos flow into the naquadah at a rate governed by one particular cycle but are irradiated asynchronously. The discrepancy between the rate of flow of the neutrinos coming out of the naquadah and the neutrinos which already exist outside the naquadah for all intents and purpose create a field of inertia around the naquadah making it incredibly stable. Its whats powering our cells Sir."

"Um super cells!"

"Yes Sir. Exactly. Its an extremely valuable and highly concentrated source of.."

"Aahhh!! Okay, yada, et cetera, thrilling and all, we get the picture. No backpack Carter*! I guess I just don't go in for those blood sports."

"Sir, did you read the whole report?"

"Every word Carter*."

"Indeed Major*. It seems in the future we will be able to better prepare ourselves."

"You're talking about the mineral and metallurgics study, right T*? The deposits."

"I am."

"That's right Jack*. We found tremendous quantities of identifiable minerals and metals. A lot of copper. As yet we've not found diamond, and Sam doesn't think we will. Theres signs of corundum embedded in the banks of some of the lakes. Theres evidence of underground deposits of between twenty three and twenty four carat gold. Very minute traces of industrial-grade platinum and an over abundance of agates and Ulexite. And oddly enough we found traces of tiny emerald chips along the outer shoreline of one of the beaches."

"Yeah I noticed that in the report. Excellent work Daniel*, Major*. Excellent work! Everything seems to be in order."

Colonel O'Neill* stood up and backed away from the table a little. He mused for a moment and then made his announcement.

"Carter* have we got any flags?" He looked like a very proud father. "Team. Harlan. It looks like we're going to claim this world as our own. Our new Home-World! I won't sanction the move until we complete an aerial reconnaissance. But start packing."

"Colonel* a balloon is doable."

"Or a cargo ship Carter*."

"O'Neill* we currently have access to only one cargo ship, and in commandeering it we put our presence on the Beta Site in jeopardy."

"You're absolutely right Teal'c*. A balloon it is. How long Carter*?"

"Flat out, three to four weeks Sir."

"Lets get on it."

"On it Sir."

"Okay kids we're movin'. Daniel* have you managed to draw up that check list?"

"Its done Jack*."

"Splendid. We'll go into countdown at tomorrow's debrief. Class dismissed."

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