Title: Huh?
Author: bratprincess
E-mail : sas_playingwithfire@hotmail.com
Disc: I only own Elisa and her mum n friends, Stargate is copyright...err...those people no harm intended, only being used for amusment n cause I'm slightly derangd.
Rating: the one for swear words..err...PG-13?
Summary: A Tok'ra and a girl wake up in the wrong bodies, presents a few problems.
Notes: They'll be a lot of spelling errors in this draft as I'm killing my computer at the mo. Also maybe when it's done it'll be separated into separate columns.
Elisabeth woke up slowly, hmm, wonder who that is babbling, hmm, so strange. Slowly her eyes opened properly and she screamed, what the fuck? Since when had her room looked like this, but this wasn't her room, Elisabeth stood up. Huh?! This wasn't...this wasn't her body! Since when had she been male?! She screeched again, wouldn't this babbling stop?! The voice seemed to become more distinct, less babbly. She heard clear distinct words. 'What has happened, how could someone have switched me hosts without me knowing. But no, this is the same body, but not the same mind.' The words continued along those lines. Elisa pushed this voice to the back of her head, people were coming into the room. More men, some women, all dressed strangely in pale colours and...skins? No, just some weird material. Elisa went to ask a question but found she couldn't, her lips were moving, she was saying something.
"...what is wrong with you, why do you scream?!"
"I do not scream, the host does, this is not my host, what has happened?" Her voice, although much deeper, asked.
"This is exactly your host, nothing has happened, here, see," One of the men was showing them a mirror. They both peered into it, although from the same set of eyes. She could here the voice, yes, this was 'his' body, this wasn't hers. Elisa fought as hard as she could, finally speaking.
To those gathering around his head bowed and then rose, a loud scream came from his mouth, persistent, barely stopping to take breath. The men were trying to quiet her down, many more people crowded into the room.
Elisa finally stopped and looked around her, "Where the fuck am I?" She asked.
The people in the room seemed to look confused, one repeated, "fuck?"
Elisa was shocked, "Never mind, just please tell me where I am."
"Who are you?" The one who seemed to have assumed control of the situation asked.
"Who are you?" Elisa replied.
"Surely you know, we are the Tok'ra," He replied.
Elisa's faced assumed the 'what the fuck?' look. "What's the Tok'ra, you know, never mind, get me home and I was never here, I'm Elisabeth Smit."
The 'tok'ra' looked amazed, "May we please talk to Lantesh?" Someone asked.
'Who's Lantesh?' Elisa was about to ask when a voice asked for control, 'why not' she thought.
"I am here, I am concerned, we must find what has happened to Martouf, this girl knows nothing. I do not know where she comes from, I do not wish to enter her thoughts." 'Lantesh' (whoever he was) replied.
"This is most concerning, perhaps you should come to the council chamber, after you get dressed, of course." The 'assumed' leader replied.
Lantesh looked down at himself, perhaps that was a good idea, "Of course, Tel'ek," He answered.
***
Jacob Carter was walking down a corridor, humming to himself, he never realised how much he liked fishing. What was the point of desert planets, no fishing! Selmac insisted that he be quiet, fishing was a waste of time, no wonder the tau'ri were so technologically less advanced.
Argh, someone bumping into them, "whoa, where are you going so fast?" Jacob said.
"Haven't you heard what happened to Martouf?" The guy asked.
"No, tell me." Jacob urged.
"Martouf woke up this morning screaming and screaming, when people went to see what was wrong Lantesh seemed confused, he said that it wasn't Martouf. When asked to speak to the host there was more screaming. She says she's a girl, she wants to know what we've done to her and how she got here. They are talking to her now in the council chamber."
Jacob followed the Tok'ra, amazed. How could this of happened, where was she from. There must have been a million more questions he wished to ask her. This has never happened before, correct Selmac? That is correct, never have I heard anything like this. He was the wisest and the oldest, he should know.
They rushed to the council chamber there was Martouf surrounded by the council and a rather large crowd. He was clearly being questioned by the council, it was quite clear that they thought that he was the one responsible for what had happened. He could hear a question being asked.
"...are you from?"
"I told you, I'm from London, England." S/he replied.
All the Tok'ra seemed puzzled, every time she said 'England'.
Jacob sighed, Selmac laughed mentally when he understood what Jacob knew. "She's from Earth." He said from the doorway. All the people in the room turned to look at him.
"But she says she's from 'London, England'" one of the tok'ra replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Jacob shook his head and laughed, "London is a city in England, England in a country on Earth." He explained.
Elisa looked around, Earth, she wasn't on Earth, "Holy shit. Where am I?" She asked.
"Watch you language" Was the only reply that came and that was from Jacob.
***
Author: bratprincess
E-mail : sas_playingwithfire@hotmail.com
Disc: I only own Elisa and her mum n friends, Stargate is copyright...err...those people no harm intended, only being used for amusment n cause I'm slightly derangd.
Rating: the one for swear words..err...PG-13?
Summary: A Tok'ra and a girl wake up in the wrong bodies, presents a few problems.
Notes: They'll be a lot of spelling errors in this draft as I'm killing my computer at the mo. Also maybe when it's done it'll be separated into separate columns.
Elisabeth woke up slowly, hmm, wonder who that is babbling, hmm, so strange. Slowly her eyes opened properly and she screamed, what the fuck? Since when had her room looked like this, but this wasn't her room, Elisabeth stood up. Huh?! This wasn't...this wasn't her body! Since when had she been male?! She screeched again, wouldn't this babbling stop?! The voice seemed to become more distinct, less babbly. She heard clear distinct words. 'What has happened, how could someone have switched me hosts without me knowing. But no, this is the same body, but not the same mind.' The words continued along those lines. Elisa pushed this voice to the back of her head, people were coming into the room. More men, some women, all dressed strangely in pale colours and...skins? No, just some weird material. Elisa went to ask a question but found she couldn't, her lips were moving, she was saying something.
"...what is wrong with you, why do you scream?!"
"I do not scream, the host does, this is not my host, what has happened?" Her voice, although much deeper, asked.
"This is exactly your host, nothing has happened, here, see," One of the men was showing them a mirror. They both peered into it, although from the same set of eyes. She could here the voice, yes, this was 'his' body, this wasn't hers. Elisa fought as hard as she could, finally speaking.
To those gathering around his head bowed and then rose, a loud scream came from his mouth, persistent, barely stopping to take breath. The men were trying to quiet her down, many more people crowded into the room.
Elisa finally stopped and looked around her, "Where the fuck am I?" She asked.
The people in the room seemed to look confused, one repeated, "fuck?"
Elisa was shocked, "Never mind, just please tell me where I am."
"Who are you?" The one who seemed to have assumed control of the situation asked.
"Who are you?" Elisa replied.
"Surely you know, we are the Tok'ra," He replied.
Elisa's faced assumed the 'what the fuck?' look. "What's the Tok'ra, you know, never mind, get me home and I was never here, I'm Elisabeth Smit."
The 'tok'ra' looked amazed, "May we please talk to Lantesh?" Someone asked.
'Who's Lantesh?' Elisa was about to ask when a voice asked for control, 'why not' she thought.
"I am here, I am concerned, we must find what has happened to Martouf, this girl knows nothing. I do not know where she comes from, I do not wish to enter her thoughts." 'Lantesh' (whoever he was) replied.
"This is most concerning, perhaps you should come to the council chamber, after you get dressed, of course." The 'assumed' leader replied.
Lantesh looked down at himself, perhaps that was a good idea, "Of course, Tel'ek," He answered.
***
Jacob Carter was walking down a corridor, humming to himself, he never realised how much he liked fishing. What was the point of desert planets, no fishing! Selmac insisted that he be quiet, fishing was a waste of time, no wonder the tau'ri were so technologically less advanced.
Argh, someone bumping into them, "whoa, where are you going so fast?" Jacob said.
"Haven't you heard what happened to Martouf?" The guy asked.
"No, tell me." Jacob urged.
"Martouf woke up this morning screaming and screaming, when people went to see what was wrong Lantesh seemed confused, he said that it wasn't Martouf. When asked to speak to the host there was more screaming. She says she's a girl, she wants to know what we've done to her and how she got here. They are talking to her now in the council chamber."
Jacob followed the Tok'ra, amazed. How could this of happened, where was she from. There must have been a million more questions he wished to ask her. This has never happened before, correct Selmac? That is correct, never have I heard anything like this. He was the wisest and the oldest, he should know.
They rushed to the council chamber there was Martouf surrounded by the council and a rather large crowd. He was clearly being questioned by the council, it was quite clear that they thought that he was the one responsible for what had happened. He could hear a question being asked.
"...are you from?"
"I told you, I'm from London, England." S/he replied.
All the Tok'ra seemed puzzled, every time she said 'England'.
Jacob sighed, Selmac laughed mentally when he understood what Jacob knew. "She's from Earth." He said from the doorway. All the people in the room turned to look at him.
"But she says she's from 'London, England'" one of the tok'ra replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Jacob shook his head and laughed, "London is a city in England, England in a country on Earth." He explained.
Elisa looked around, Earth, she wasn't on Earth, "Holy shit. Where am I?" She asked.
"Watch you language" Was the only reply that came and that was from Jacob.
***