New Arrivals
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
AN: Thanks to all who reviewed so far! Tok'ra....got it! Thanx! But I don't get it.....I get tons of replies to this story, but did I get even ONE from my last one? No! Anyway....just a caution. This story is a little slow...(I'm up to chapter ten already and they haven't even gone to a planet yet!) Hopefully it's good though...keep me updated!
"My name is Batai" the blonde man told them all in the briefing room. The group had claimed sanctuary when the General and the rest of the SG-1 reached the Gate room. Intrigued, Hammond had led them upstairs to discuss the strangers predicament, and what would make three To'kra claim sanctuary on Earth, of all places.
Batai was obviously the leader of the three, though how his leadership had been established was uncertain. He exuded charisma, determination, and confidance, but also concern for the two he led. The other two, however, also exuded these same feelings and it didn't take telepathic powers for everyone else in the room to know any one of these three people would be plenty able to take care of themselves.
Cassi could feel the question in her father's mind, and the hope she'd catch it so he wouldn't have to voice it.
I can't read them she told him telepathically, I can't read anything with a symbiotic relationship! She felt his disappointment and tried not to smile.
Do it the old fashioned way!
"Batai, I'm General Hammond," the General introduced himself.
"This is Lor'ta" Batai indicated the woman, "And this is Gray'ag" The darked haired man nodded. He caught Cass's eye and she suddenly found it difficult to pay attention to anything else. But her will power was stronger than that and she drug her gaze away.
"This is Colonel O'Neill, Major Samantha O'Neill, Teal'c, Dr. Jackson and Dr. O'Neill"
"Of course" Batai replied, "We know of you all. Our congratulations, Colonel, Major. May we assume you have been joined in......" Lor'ta leaned forward and whispered something in his ear, "Matrimony?"
"Yes" Sam answered, her cheeks tinging a bit pink.
"Forgive me," Gray'ag interjected, "But I do not know the exploits of the one you call Dr. O'Neill" She looked directly at him, but her gaze fell to a spot behind his ear, nervous about looking into his odd colored eyes again.
"This is Dr. Cassandra Carter-O'Neill" Hammond introduced her more completely, "She's the daughter of the Colonel and the Major"
"Yeah, but enough about us" Jack interrupted, impaitance bubbling beneath his unconcerned exterior.
"Of course," Batai apologized. Gray'ag's gaze, however, did not falter and Cass couldn't resist looking at his face anymore. She slowly looked into him, reaching for his mind, trying to grasp at any little thing that might clue her into anything he was thinking or feeling. But, like every other Tok'ra or Jaffa or Goa'uld, the presence of two distinct minds in one body made it impossible to catch anything more than a fleeting glance at his inner self. He carried the distinct flavor of a Tok'ra, at least that could be confirmed. Her mind brushed against his, lightly, like a feather against a brick wall. His eyes narrowed slightly, aware of her gentle probe, and she pulled away.
"Our story is simple enough" Batai was telling General Hammond, "We simply grew tired of running. We wish to move in offensive action, instead of always being on the defense"
"The Tok'ra don't simply run" Daniel objected, "they work very hard to develop new ways of battling the Goa'uld"
"Yes," Lor'ta replied, "And then everyone else uses those weapons to fight, while we hover in the background like cowards"
"The Tok'ra are not cowards!" Sam exclaimed forcefully.
"Of course not" Batai agreed, "This credo of passive aggresion, however, grows weary to us"
"And what do your symbiots say?" Cass managed to ask. She no longer stared at Gray'ag, but she could feel his presence, somehow more palatable than anyone else's.
"We are all six in complete agreement" Gray'ag's husky voice changed with the yellow glow of his eyes and they knew his symbiot was speaking.
"I am Makara" he said, "I have fought the Goa'uld for ages, and yet I have not seen one, at least, not since I began my battle. I would see the enemies face" The man's eyes glowed again and Gray'ag was back.
"And the other Tok'ra?" Hammond inquired. A sad sort of look fell over all three faces.
"They disagree with our decision, but they will not stop us" Batai answered, "Our service to you will still render aid to the war against the Goa'uld" Nobody responded for a moment, each considering the situation and their own thoughts.
"All right" Hammond answered finally, "I'll have to okay this with my superiors, but I'm sure some kind of arrangments can be made. Colonel, would you show them to rooms, please?" Jack began to stand, but Batai beat him to it.
"General, Colonel, we will of course yield to your wishes and regulations, but if you will consent, we'd prefer to have our own dwelling in you world"
"General!" Cass said before he could respond, "May I?" Hammond knew what she was asking and hesitated before nodding. She didn't generally communicate with him non-verbally.
You might consider their request she said, letting the rest of SG-1 in on the conversation, They have completely disconnected themselves from the Tok'ra and fully embraced Earth as their home planet. To make them stay here would be denying them membership to our planet, and they difinately aren't members of the Tok'ra. With some study of our culture, I think they could be intergrated.
The Tok'ra of course had no idea what was going on. They sat there, waiting for Cass to do whatever it was she had asked permission to do, unaware the deed was already done. The General looked at the Colonel for his opinion. Jack just shrugged. Daniel nodded his approval, as did Sam, and of course Teal'c was infavor of the idea, being an off worlder himself.
"I'll look into hit" Hammond answered, "For now, go with the Colonel"
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
AN: Thanks to all who reviewed so far! Tok'ra....got it! Thanx! But I don't get it.....I get tons of replies to this story, but did I get even ONE from my last one? No! Anyway....just a caution. This story is a little slow...(I'm up to chapter ten already and they haven't even gone to a planet yet!) Hopefully it's good though...keep me updated!
"My name is Batai" the blonde man told them all in the briefing room. The group had claimed sanctuary when the General and the rest of the SG-1 reached the Gate room. Intrigued, Hammond had led them upstairs to discuss the strangers predicament, and what would make three To'kra claim sanctuary on Earth, of all places.
Batai was obviously the leader of the three, though how his leadership had been established was uncertain. He exuded charisma, determination, and confidance, but also concern for the two he led. The other two, however, also exuded these same feelings and it didn't take telepathic powers for everyone else in the room to know any one of these three people would be plenty able to take care of themselves.
Cassi could feel the question in her father's mind, and the hope she'd catch it so he wouldn't have to voice it.
I can't read them she told him telepathically, I can't read anything with a symbiotic relationship! She felt his disappointment and tried not to smile.
Do it the old fashioned way!
"Batai, I'm General Hammond," the General introduced himself.
"This is Lor'ta" Batai indicated the woman, "And this is Gray'ag" The darked haired man nodded. He caught Cass's eye and she suddenly found it difficult to pay attention to anything else. But her will power was stronger than that and she drug her gaze away.
"This is Colonel O'Neill, Major Samantha O'Neill, Teal'c, Dr. Jackson and Dr. O'Neill"
"Of course" Batai replied, "We know of you all. Our congratulations, Colonel, Major. May we assume you have been joined in......" Lor'ta leaned forward and whispered something in his ear, "Matrimony?"
"Yes" Sam answered, her cheeks tinging a bit pink.
"Forgive me," Gray'ag interjected, "But I do not know the exploits of the one you call Dr. O'Neill" She looked directly at him, but her gaze fell to a spot behind his ear, nervous about looking into his odd colored eyes again.
"This is Dr. Cassandra Carter-O'Neill" Hammond introduced her more completely, "She's the daughter of the Colonel and the Major"
"Yeah, but enough about us" Jack interrupted, impaitance bubbling beneath his unconcerned exterior.
"Of course," Batai apologized. Gray'ag's gaze, however, did not falter and Cass couldn't resist looking at his face anymore. She slowly looked into him, reaching for his mind, trying to grasp at any little thing that might clue her into anything he was thinking or feeling. But, like every other Tok'ra or Jaffa or Goa'uld, the presence of two distinct minds in one body made it impossible to catch anything more than a fleeting glance at his inner self. He carried the distinct flavor of a Tok'ra, at least that could be confirmed. Her mind brushed against his, lightly, like a feather against a brick wall. His eyes narrowed slightly, aware of her gentle probe, and she pulled away.
"Our story is simple enough" Batai was telling General Hammond, "We simply grew tired of running. We wish to move in offensive action, instead of always being on the defense"
"The Tok'ra don't simply run" Daniel objected, "they work very hard to develop new ways of battling the Goa'uld"
"Yes," Lor'ta replied, "And then everyone else uses those weapons to fight, while we hover in the background like cowards"
"The Tok'ra are not cowards!" Sam exclaimed forcefully.
"Of course not" Batai agreed, "This credo of passive aggresion, however, grows weary to us"
"And what do your symbiots say?" Cass managed to ask. She no longer stared at Gray'ag, but she could feel his presence, somehow more palatable than anyone else's.
"We are all six in complete agreement" Gray'ag's husky voice changed with the yellow glow of his eyes and they knew his symbiot was speaking.
"I am Makara" he said, "I have fought the Goa'uld for ages, and yet I have not seen one, at least, not since I began my battle. I would see the enemies face" The man's eyes glowed again and Gray'ag was back.
"And the other Tok'ra?" Hammond inquired. A sad sort of look fell over all three faces.
"They disagree with our decision, but they will not stop us" Batai answered, "Our service to you will still render aid to the war against the Goa'uld" Nobody responded for a moment, each considering the situation and their own thoughts.
"All right" Hammond answered finally, "I'll have to okay this with my superiors, but I'm sure some kind of arrangments can be made. Colonel, would you show them to rooms, please?" Jack began to stand, but Batai beat him to it.
"General, Colonel, we will of course yield to your wishes and regulations, but if you will consent, we'd prefer to have our own dwelling in you world"
"General!" Cass said before he could respond, "May I?" Hammond knew what she was asking and hesitated before nodding. She didn't generally communicate with him non-verbally.
You might consider their request she said, letting the rest of SG-1 in on the conversation, They have completely disconnected themselves from the Tok'ra and fully embraced Earth as their home planet. To make them stay here would be denying them membership to our planet, and they difinately aren't members of the Tok'ra. With some study of our culture, I think they could be intergrated.
The Tok'ra of course had no idea what was going on. They sat there, waiting for Cass to do whatever it was she had asked permission to do, unaware the deed was already done. The General looked at the Colonel for his opinion. Jack just shrugged. Daniel nodded his approval, as did Sam, and of course Teal'c was infavor of the idea, being an off worlder himself.
"I'll look into hit" Hammond answered, "For now, go with the Colonel"