Re: P5J-249: Oz
Kaspar steps into the temple, looking around as he does.
"Hmm. The outside seems more artistic, while the inside seems more functional, more advanced."
Kaspar stops near Rajip, leans in a little, and speaks in a low, calm voice.
"Sargeant, we've only just met a little while ago, and we're both from different military organizations -- hell, by your definitions I barely qualify as being 'military'. But, I think there's a few things you need to realize, about your promotion into the SGC."
"We..." Kaspar indicates himself, Vasandra and Gavin, "...are Tech Geeks. As I've said often enough, I am not a Field Officer. I've had only a little Field training -- twenty years ago -- and I've read a few of the Field Manuals. Other than that, my 'field experience' is restricted to weekend camping in the mountains of Silesia."
"What all this means is that your 'promotion' to the SGC was what you Americans call a 'lateral' promotion -- you have been promoted from being a forward infiltrator and terrorist terminator...to being our babysitter. If, God forbid, we get into combat trouble, it would be your job to rescue us. And you being a US Ranger, I feel really comfortable with that."
"But now consider, as difficult as it may seem, that it is you who gets into a bind. And it will be us..." again Kaspar indicates himself, Vasandra and Gavin, "...who will need to come rescue you. Of course, I'll try my best, but ask yourself, are you comfortable with that idea?"
"As a US Ranger, you are used to taking a forward position and operating independently. But if you get too far ahead of us, how are you effectively protecting us? I know that this will -- how do you say? -- put a crimp in your style? But if the Tech Geeks..." and again, Kaspar indicates himself, Vasandra and Gavin, "...get wiped out while you are scouting too far ahead, then it won't matter what you learn up there, and your mission will have failed."
"Now, maybe I didn't make myself clear enough, when I tasked you to secure this door, and then call us forward when that was accomplished -- not to penetrate the facility and perform a scout, while the rest of us stood outside and paniced while the door closed behind you. You were out of sight and out of communication. Can you understand my concern?"
"I'm not planning on running this team as a tight military unit -- I'm really just a University Professor in a funny uniform. It's my intention to, pretty much, let you run wild, militarilly. But just remember what I've said -- your job is to keep this team alive -- and that'll be really hard to do, if you're a hundred meters away from us."
"Do we understand each other?"