~Eyes are the ingredient of all emotions. Our eyes, the essence of our
beauty.
One can see with his eyes, the simple destruction, and not blink. That is
because the observer, no matter how much wrong seen, perceives with his
minds.
He can bend his entire reality. But it will only go so far.
Eyes are the ingredient of all innocence.
They pick up the light, the hope, yet, they are not the bringers of the
thought.
The observer listens with his eyes.~
**1230 Hours, Procedure Room, Yirgand Fighter Ship**
A white flash carried the cold body of Major Samantha Carter onto the cold table, her back torn apart by the emotions of her mind. "Time for your lucky brain to cast it's last spell." The Jaffa laughed violently, the darkly lit room shaking.
The door flung open, two Yirgand Fighters walking inside. "Allah's representatives in the Heavens and below request thou step out, or wish to be endowed with the destruction of the faith that you have witnessed upon our leader." The Jaffa looked at Sam, looked back at the Fighters. "I do not see why." The Yirgand were not happy with the idea. The each had a Dagger in their hand. "Thou shallt join our cause." The Jaffa turned around. "I had enough of your senseless interruptions. Be gone!" The two prophets looked at each other and gave a nod. They both slammed their daggers into the shoulders of the man. They carried him outside.
Carter could not care more. She jumped up, slamming the door shut. She barricaded herself into the room, taking two Zat'n Kitel Energy Pistols out of a cabinet. She knew that the Yirgand had an advanced form of transportation. She just needed to know how to activate it. Desperate, she got to work on the control panels.
**1231 Hours, Throne Room, Yirgand Fighter Ship**
Anubis watched, as his feast was interrupted by a bluish flash. "Who dares to interrupt my feast?"
Mohammad, dressed in a blood red suit, his array of Prophets behind him, surveyed the room. "Who here dares to challenge the infidels? Who here dares to join Allah for his cause?" Silence. "Against them make ready your strength to the utmost of your power, including steeds of war, to strike terror into the enemies, of Allah and your enemies, and others besides, whom Allah doth know. Whatever ye shall spend in the Cause of Allah, shall be repaid unto you, and ye shall not be treated unjustly." Anubis stood up. "I shall serve Allah, and my men shall decide, for death or glory."
A couple of Jaffa stepped forward, they were immediately transported. "Allah has asked your entry into the council, chosen believer." Anubis nodded greatly. "O Prophets! Strive hard against the Unbelievers and the Hypocrites, and be firm against them. Their abode is Hell, -an evil refuge indeed. Kill them all. Allah's men watched the blades cutting through their flesh, and that was all they watched. Not a word was spoken.
**1230 Hours, Procedure Room, Yirgand Fighter Ship**
A white flash carried the cold body of Major Samantha Carter onto the cold table, her back torn apart by the emotions of her mind. "Time for your lucky brain to cast it's last spell." The Jaffa laughed violently, the darkly lit room shaking.
The door flung open, two Yirgand Fighters walking inside. "Allah's representatives in the Heavens and below request thou step out, or wish to be endowed with the destruction of the faith that you have witnessed upon our leader." The Jaffa looked at Sam, looked back at the Fighters. "I do not see why." The Yirgand were not happy with the idea. The each had a Dagger in their hand. "Thou shallt join our cause." The Jaffa turned around. "I had enough of your senseless interruptions. Be gone!" The two prophets looked at each other and gave a nod. They both slammed their daggers into the shoulders of the man. They carried him outside.
Carter could not care more. She jumped up, slamming the door shut. She barricaded herself into the room, taking two Zat'n Kitel Energy Pistols out of a cabinet. She knew that the Yirgand had an advanced form of transportation. She just needed to know how to activate it. Desperate, she got to work on the control panels.
**1231 Hours, Throne Room, Yirgand Fighter Ship**
Anubis watched, as his feast was interrupted by a bluish flash. "Who dares to interrupt my feast?"
Mohammad, dressed in a blood red suit, his array of Prophets behind him, surveyed the room. "Who here dares to challenge the infidels? Who here dares to join Allah for his cause?" Silence. "Against them make ready your strength to the utmost of your power, including steeds of war, to strike terror into the enemies, of Allah and your enemies, and others besides, whom Allah doth know. Whatever ye shall spend in the Cause of Allah, shall be repaid unto you, and ye shall not be treated unjustly." Anubis stood up. "I shall serve Allah, and my men shall decide, for death or glory."
A couple of Jaffa stepped forward, they were immediately transported. "Allah has asked your entry into the council, chosen believer." Anubis nodded greatly. "O Prophets! Strive hard against the Unbelievers and the Hypocrites, and be firm against them. Their abode is Hell, -an evil refuge indeed. Kill them all. Allah's men watched the blades cutting through their flesh, and that was all they watched. Not a word was spoken.