Who: Anthony Stine & OPEN When: Saturday Evening, around 9:00pm Where: Stargate: 3ed Floor What: Anthony has gone for an evening stroll, hopefully not through stupid-ville.
It was on the rare occasion that Anthony Stine, aka Ant, took a walk through the third floor of the Stargate building. This floor was communal, it supplied the rest of the Stargate agents with entertainment and social oppertunity. Anthony mostly kept to his own room, office, and the filing room and library, but today he felt bold and daring. He had told Coin to cancel his normally specially prepared meal and its delivery (99% of the time delivered by Coin himself), and stepped off the elevator and onto the third floor.
He took residence in one of the small lounge areas that happened to be vacant and sat himself down in one of the large, comfortable easy-chairs. Setting his briefcase down, he withdrew from it, a newspaper, a bottle, and a glass. He poured himself a drink from the bottle before tucking it back into his case then flipped open the paper with his free hand, crossing his legs neatly. Now that he sat, it was only a matter of time before someone came to pester him, although this evening, he probably wouldn't consider it pestering.