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*wanders down the halls of Atlantis*

Uh, hi. Don't suppose you have a map do you?

*taps his head* I do here. Why, where do you need to go?

No where really is just so I don't get lost.

Well I was heading to the mess, want to come? You can pretty much find everything from there, or someone who'll know where to point you.

Uh, sure. Why not. I'm Daniel Jackson by the way.

Ronon Dex. *leads him down the hall* You're from the Earth party aren't you?

Yes, I'm part of SG1. Part of the group of people who found out about Atlantis.

Oh? *looks over his shoulder*

Yeah *looks over his shoulder too* Am I keeping you from something?

Me? Not really I was just heading there to meet someone anyway.

Right. Well I should go and let you meet with them.

*shrugs* Sure, see you around, man.

*walks down the hallway briskly* Dex! Wait up.

*stops* Major Lorne.

Just had a chat with Woolsey about the whole jumper incident. *so not happy*

*nods and sticks his hands in his pockets* Yeah? He change his mind about the deal?

Not really. He assigned you a watchdog.

Oh, who'd he pick?

*thin-lipped* Me.

*raises an eyebrow* ..oh.

Exactly.

Did he tell you the details? About offworld and.. rooming.

...

Rooming?

He specifically said I'd loose the privacy of my own room until this was over.

I'm so not rooming with you!

Fine, order someone else to take the job then!

*sitting at a table torturing some random geeks*

*enters the mess and singles her out, grins*

*grins back* Well, hello.

*slides into the seat next to her* Tell me this isn't where you plan on spending you time here.

Of course not! I just happened to be wandering around, these fine gentlemen caught my eye *gestures at the random geeks who flee* and I struck up a nice conversation with them.

*watches the geeks run and shrugs* Talking is over rated. Sparing is much better.

I don't know, talking has its advantages.

Gets people into trouble a hell of a lot though.

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