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By the time Odessy is a thing General Jack O'neill is stuck in Washington DC being tortured by paperwork.
Jack there's no time to ex-By the time Odessy is a thing General Jack O'neill is stuck in Washington DC being tortured by paperwork.
Yeah... that's the good stuff. I never knew I needed this fic to exist, but I do.
However, the inhabitants of teat ship tried to bring back a person.
The people on board Taylor were silent. They'd noticed her plight, through the sensor screens. The four members of the premier team of intergalactic explorers, each battle-hardened warriors and seasoned negotiators, looked to each other in silent dares to be the first one to breach the topic.
Then she turned around and strode right out of the school into the chilly night. Or… supposedly chilly. That's what her sensors said. It didn't feel cold to her. She wasn't sure if that was her shields protecting her or arm aspect of her new existence, but she didn't really care. It was nice.
"Sam, mind making an expected thrust calculations change? I just accidentally'd the sound barrier before I managed to throttle up more than another thousandth. I can't really do that next to other capes, most won't be able to survive."
As a note, reaction thrusters alone should be sufficient for flight in human form. You know, the ones for things like fine tuning your course by a few meters? RCS?
And it doesn't explain how they function exactly. Are they normal RCS thrusters or Stargate super thrusters.