Doctors, Researchers and Mercenaries, Oh My!!

[Jaffa]

Marcus Quinn entered the conference room, doing his best to avoid all the other attendees he know almost nothing about and reluctantly strode towards the refreshment table. The idea was to pose as one of those socially awkward individuals. Not too difficult of an act if he was to be honest with himself.

Maybe this was not the best idea after all, he thought to himself... better to focus on the research. No... it was too late for that now. He knew these people have never seen his face... this was good as assuming a covert identity was the safest best. It would do no good if anyone could track his affiliation back to The Order.

A waste of precious time... Marcus though again. But maybe some of them could help... no... unlikely. Too dangerous. Nevertheless, he was truly curious what all this fuss is about. If nothing else, at least he may be able to gather some information. For now he was Marcus Caswell, using a modified version of his old Cambridge University ID.

With a slight cough, he took a glass of water from the refreshment table and instinctively took another small step away from the main crowd.

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