Gwyn nods to Damien, "Yeah , I know what you mean. Even you and Vinny, who both swore, presumably the same oath have different takes on it. I haven't sworn anything, but my loyalty is more to this world and it's people than it is to SGC or the US. Having said that 99% of the time I would expect to follow the orders of those above me in the SGC, because it's expected, you guys have the experience and equipment to get the job done. I see the IOA as politcally necessary, but that doesn't mean that factions within it that act in illegal or immoral ways can't be exposed and eliminated."

He turns slightly to try to include Noah in the conversation if he is nearby, "Actually doesn't your military oath include something about 'all enemies, foreign and domestic' that would cover this situation?"

Yseult met the young nova's gaze solidly. "D'accors, that is a fair enough question." Yseult floated in the water in silence for a moment, watching the dancing dolphins. When Yseult turned back to Kyria, her demeanor was as serious as the other woman's.

"First, I am going to speak to Generel Landry about ameliorating the situation. If that fails, then I will have a decision to make. I can either wait, and hope that when we cause the IOA to clean-up their operation, they will change their stance on my situation. Or I can go to them now, and be damned with the consequences. We would probably be on the run, but we would be together."

Yseult continued her study of the other woman, debating whether to say more. "I plan on helping Cameron with his mission to secure a goa'uld ship. That will give me another option, should I need it."

He ran. He ran to clear his head of the earlier conflict with Olivia. He ran because he had little else to do.

As he did, he began to question coming to this timeline. He had lived both 'off the grid', and in societies they had engineered. Trying to come to grips with the new reality was going to be a lot more difficult that he thought. With the exception of Kyria, there was no-one else. His family was on an innacessible world. His friends were playing at being gods. The only thing that made him unique was his experience and his node.

Noah was only vaguely aware of Jones and Caine's conversation. Every time he looked at the naked men swimming/bathing in the river with him, that warm tingle flooded through him so he did his best to just block them out and enjoy the frigid river water.

Then Jones spoke directly too him. He'd already ignored Caine's attempt to engage him in conversation but the man had never asked him a question so he felt no obligation to talk. Talking meant looking at him and it was too distracting when they were naked. He looked at Gwyn briefly before flicking his eyes away.

"Are they our enemy? Are they the enemy of the United States?" He asked. "Or is this a personal vendetta due to some slight, real or percieved, caused by some bureaucrat?"

He paused an moment, treading water, before continuing. "The IOA is an oversight comittee. It's made up of a lot of people doing a lot of jobs, many of which have nothing to do with the SGC. To say the IOA is our enemy is ridiculous. If however there are elements within the IOA which are working against the wellbeing of the SGC...." He let the sentance trail off.

"Let me ask you this though. If you were some pencil pusher who's job it was to keep an eye on the SGC and you could only see it from the outside looking in, What would you think? The mission, Anubis's invasion, the Specialists, all of it. Wouldn't you want to gather as much information as possible and not have it sanitized by the SGC command? Let's face it, discipline and respect for the chain of command is sorely lacking around here."

"Oh, I can quite agree Noah, I probably would want to know more about what was going on. On the other hand that does not give them the right to threaten people to try to get, plant a person who had insufficient clearance, and no hope of ever legally obtaining that clearance, into the SGC for nothing other than intimidation of one of the Specialists. This isn't a personal vendetta, it would be an operation to remove the person or persons within the IOA who would use illegal methods to try to obtain information and/or control over people within the SGC."

After a brief pause he continues, "On the other hand I would have to disagree about the chain of command. Considering the wide range of people who have been called in to the SGC as Specialist, both with and without a capital S, I think that pretty much all of the teams respect their team leaders. The team leaders are all military, with the requisite discipline etc. Not being military we don't tend to go in for all the saluting and stuff you may be used to, but then that is less common among the special forces units I've encountered as well, so I don't think that is a major problem."

"Noah, they asked one of my specialists to spy on the rest of the specialists. That's within their perview, but lousy for the teams. If we have to watch everything we say around each other, trust is broken down and effectiveness is impaired. I want my team on its A-game. Do you?"

"Do you want the IOA to find every little fault and use it against you? They did that to my Specialist. I swear it. They did it in a way that endangered lives of multiple people, specialist and normal personnel alike."

"I'm not pissed wtih them. I'm appalled that an agency that knows the dangerous work we do would play these games with people I'm responsible for. I'm appalled in general."

"I guess the next question is, what do you plan to do next?"

Vinny knew that no matter what was said, 'off the record', was never 'off the record'. People took the shit personally and it always came back to bite him in the ass. Today however, too much had been thrown at him and this gave him a chance to let loose some steam, despite the inevitable ball of shit that would be rolling downhill.

"You wanna know what the fuck my issue is?" Vinny asked rhetorically as 'piglet' darted off into the underbrush at the none-too-quiet Captain. "My issue is that somehow some ass-tard pilot got it up his ass that he could decide what missions were, that he could take it upon himself to design some fuck-all militia within the SGC, bypassing protocol to go after an organization with international connections, giving no real thought to the consequences of anyone else at the SGC. They are a political organization, they are not the NID. They don't fight the front lines like we do. They shake hands in DC and make shit happen. If they wanted, I'd wake up tomorrow in Fuck-meistan tied to a goat bare-ass naked, because that's how they fuckin' roll. So if you think you and your newly formed band of 'Merry Supermen' can fight that, more fuckin' power to ya, but like I said, not that fuckin' dumb. Got some Snake that is hell bent on dominating the galaxy to deal with."

"Now," Vinny continued, having barely paused, "You get Landry to sign off on whatever crazy-ass shit you've designed and he hands down some ass-tard mission, then fine, bring it on. None of this cloak n' dagger shit."

How the hell did this guy get to be in charge of a team with a temper like that? Cam just shrugged and started to speak. His voice wasn't raised, but there was plenty of seriousness to it. "My CO, put me in this position, he was also your CO. The President personally approved the appointment. We just happened to have a change of command over the last couple days, but I did give O'Neill the lowdown on what was going on before he left. He is still in charge by the way, he's Landry's boss. His response and I quote, 'Bring me something I can use and I'll nail their assess to the wall.' But that's off the record. This whole thing is off the record because we can't go at them on the record, or they'd just order the investigation shut down. It's within their power. And like you said you and the rest of us would end up in very dark holes somewhere as 'security threats'."

"I don't know what you think is going on here, but with or without you I don't plan on letting things go on the way they are. The IOA has compromised the security of the SGC on a personal vendetta against Olivia because she refused to play ball with them. That's not only illegal, it's...it's. Shit, I don't have your talent for language Captain, I don't have words to describe how sick that makes me at what their doing. So if you want you can go back through the gate when the mission is over and pretend this conversation never happened that's fine, but with or without you, or anyone else, I plan to give O'Neill what he asked for and hand him the proof it will take to get the IOA cleaned up."

"As for the other stuff we were talking about. Getting a ship and such, well, like you said, you've thought about what could happen if they decide tomorrow that you are some kind of threat. I've thought of it too and I'd like to have a plan should things ever go wrong. But you were right. We shouldn't do anything that isn't sanctioned by our chain of command. If we get a ship and place it somewhere on Earth as a means of escape, it will be with the full knowledge of our chain of command and the President. I'd just prefer that not include the IOA until after they are cleaned up."

That was a far better explanation than the cluster fuck meeting they just had, and went far to bringing Vin around, but he still didn't like the plan, and thought that maybe Klink had some of Steve's voodoo shit going on that was addling his brain.

"Yeah, well, get orders, then our opinions are moot. Still think we got bigger fuckin' fish to fry than some ass-tard organization with small dick syndrome. More power to ya, if you toast the shits, but seriously, Anubis is eating system lords like fuckin' candy and even Ba'al is tuckin' tail. Even the IOA isn't stupid enough to jeopardize the SGC's best weapons by fuckin' with us right now."

Cam laughed the tension easing somewhat. "I think you give the IOA more credit than they deserve. I'm sure some of the people on the board are trying to act in the best interest of the world first and their politics second. Some of them aren't. Some of them have proven that they put politics first, they proved that with Hatchins." He cocked his head a little looking curiously at Vinny. "I don't know you know the story behind that so I won't tell you, but if you do then you understand just how screwed up it was to put him in the SGC, and now they are covering up him being AWOL."