Chapter 4
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Just then Colonel O'Neill came striding down the hallway. "Hey, Daniel. Carter wants you," he said to the frozen archaeologist.
"Did you say Thor?" repeated Daniel excitedly.
"Of course," said Robskere puzzled, then grinned. "We often have to explain to the godless cultures. You see – "
"Look, Daniel, they really want you right now," said Jack, taking the bemused Daniel by the arm and propelling him backwards. "Carter's more than a little pissed right now, and you don't want to aggravate her any more."
"But – "Daniel stopped and thought a minute. "I'll be right back," he promised the Vanir-tari, before jogging off upstairs.
Jack started after him, then thought about it and came back in. He was worried about Carter; he still valued her very much as his 2IC and friend. His mind ruthlessly pushed back any other possibilities that bubbled treacherously to the surface. Whatever his thoughts on the subject, he most definitely wasn't the person she wanted to see right now. Sighing, he strolled over to where the aliens were seated. The man, Robskar or something, was watching the computer screen in the corner carefully, and the woman was tapping a biro on the floor, looking around for something. Jack nodded to them as he sat on the edge of a table.
"You two all right? Looking for something?" he asked Kaylyna. She looked up at him with a spark of recognition.
"You are Corner O'Neill?" "That's Colonel."
"Sorry, Colonel. I don't suppose you could give me my notebook and stylus back, would you?" she asked beseechingly.
Jack looked dubious. "I don't know, it depends. Look, I'm really sorry for this delay... but our visitors are taking up our main people. We'll be able to come back to you soon."
"But it has been hours already!" Kaylyna protested. "We must feed the tyrfon, and close up our base camp for the night. But I do wish to stay here and explore a bit more – your planet is an intriguing place."
"Yeah, well, we'll just have to see about that," said Jack, getting up and going over to watch the screen displays, standing next to the absorbed man.
"Hey there."
"Greetings."
"Robskar is it?"
"Robskere Njossvik."
"Pleased to meet you. I'm Jack O'Neill."
"May the Asgard bless this meeting," said Robskere absently, the formality tripping off his tongue.
Jack looked sideways at him. The Colonel wasn't as stupid as he played, and realised how little they knew of this other culture. God knows he wasn't Daniel, but he could have a little investigate himself.
"Right. I was wondering... do you often meet other people through the Stargate?"
"If that is the Sider-Ost to which you refer. Most of the cultures we meet are not as advanced as us, little more than primitives. Some even worship the evil Haigypton gods, and then we are forced to flee. But your civilization... though not quite as advanced as us, has many curious permutations. What does this device do?"
The taciturn man pointed at one of the many pieces of hospital equipment. Jack shrugged.
"Who knows, I'm not a scientist. I'm actually in charge of exploration teams through the Stargate. We meet a lot of other civilizations – with a lot of religions. Haigypton?"
"You would have to ask Kaylyna about that."
"That's your sister?"
"Yes. According to the ancient texts or something, there were the Haigypton gods that our ancestors worshipped – Ra, Hathor, Osiris and so on. But we found out that they are all evil entities, and our own gods battle them."
"That would be the Asgard?"
"You have heard of them?"
~~~Yes, they beam me up on a regular basis~~~ did not seem to be the best answer. "Sure. We had similar mythos on this planet. I really think you ought to talk to Daniel about this. He's the one with all the knowledge on ancient stuff."
"I could say the same about my sister. She is the curious one. I just adapt technology and then do the fighting for her."
"Same galaxy over. Sounds like Danny boy to me. Look, ah – did you say you were an expert on techno stuff?"
"I find myself with some knowledge in that area, yes."
"Maybe you could help us with something."
The noise of a foot tapping behind them made both men turn around.
"Corner O'Neill." Said Kaylyna impatiently.
"That's Colonel."
"Doctor Daniel said he would get some food for us. And you said you would find my notebook."
"I never said – "
And Robskere, we are here to do an exchange of information. Kerrenen hal ist sljorv mor tayren!"
"Asken hal. Fithrok Asgard gemorren." retorted Robskere, before falling silent. Jack crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you two quite finished?" he said sarcastically.
"I am sorry, Cornel," said Kaylyna smiling sweetly but with the faintest edge in her voice. "When will we be able to go?"
Jack nodded at the silent Robskere. "You come and help the Tok'ra with this machine, and maybe we can do something for us in return." He strode over to the phone on the wall. The brown woman looked at him with puzzlement breaking through her annoyance. "The Resistance? Why do you speak the language of the Haigyptons?"
"Why don't we make that one of the things we tell you in return." said Jack shortly, tapping in the number and allowing himself a smirk at the expression on Kaylyna's face.
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Just then Colonel O'Neill came striding down the hallway. "Hey, Daniel. Carter wants you," he said to the frozen archaeologist.
"Did you say Thor?" repeated Daniel excitedly.
"Of course," said Robskere puzzled, then grinned. "We often have to explain to the godless cultures. You see – "
"Look, Daniel, they really want you right now," said Jack, taking the bemused Daniel by the arm and propelling him backwards. "Carter's more than a little pissed right now, and you don't want to aggravate her any more."
"But – "Daniel stopped and thought a minute. "I'll be right back," he promised the Vanir-tari, before jogging off upstairs.
Jack started after him, then thought about it and came back in. He was worried about Carter; he still valued her very much as his 2IC and friend. His mind ruthlessly pushed back any other possibilities that bubbled treacherously to the surface. Whatever his thoughts on the subject, he most definitely wasn't the person she wanted to see right now. Sighing, he strolled over to where the aliens were seated. The man, Robskar or something, was watching the computer screen in the corner carefully, and the woman was tapping a biro on the floor, looking around for something. Jack nodded to them as he sat on the edge of a table.
"You two all right? Looking for something?" he asked Kaylyna. She looked up at him with a spark of recognition.
"You are Corner O'Neill?" "That's Colonel."
"Sorry, Colonel. I don't suppose you could give me my notebook and stylus back, would you?" she asked beseechingly.
Jack looked dubious. "I don't know, it depends. Look, I'm really sorry for this delay... but our visitors are taking up our main people. We'll be able to come back to you soon."
"But it has been hours already!" Kaylyna protested. "We must feed the tyrfon, and close up our base camp for the night. But I do wish to stay here and explore a bit more – your planet is an intriguing place."
"Yeah, well, we'll just have to see about that," said Jack, getting up and going over to watch the screen displays, standing next to the absorbed man.
"Hey there."
"Greetings."
"Robskar is it?"
"Robskere Njossvik."
"Pleased to meet you. I'm Jack O'Neill."
"May the Asgard bless this meeting," said Robskere absently, the formality tripping off his tongue.
Jack looked sideways at him. The Colonel wasn't as stupid as he played, and realised how little they knew of this other culture. God knows he wasn't Daniel, but he could have a little investigate himself.
"Right. I was wondering... do you often meet other people through the Stargate?"
"If that is the Sider-Ost to which you refer. Most of the cultures we meet are not as advanced as us, little more than primitives. Some even worship the evil Haigypton gods, and then we are forced to flee. But your civilization... though not quite as advanced as us, has many curious permutations. What does this device do?"
The taciturn man pointed at one of the many pieces of hospital equipment. Jack shrugged.
"Who knows, I'm not a scientist. I'm actually in charge of exploration teams through the Stargate. We meet a lot of other civilizations – with a lot of religions. Haigypton?"
"You would have to ask Kaylyna about that."
"That's your sister?"
"Yes. According to the ancient texts or something, there were the Haigypton gods that our ancestors worshipped – Ra, Hathor, Osiris and so on. But we found out that they are all evil entities, and our own gods battle them."
"That would be the Asgard?"
"You have heard of them?"
~~~Yes, they beam me up on a regular basis~~~ did not seem to be the best answer. "Sure. We had similar mythos on this planet. I really think you ought to talk to Daniel about this. He's the one with all the knowledge on ancient stuff."
"I could say the same about my sister. She is the curious one. I just adapt technology and then do the fighting for her."
"Same galaxy over. Sounds like Danny boy to me. Look, ah – did you say you were an expert on techno stuff?"
"I find myself with some knowledge in that area, yes."
"Maybe you could help us with something."
The noise of a foot tapping behind them made both men turn around.
"Corner O'Neill." Said Kaylyna impatiently.
"That's Colonel."
"Doctor Daniel said he would get some food for us. And you said you would find my notebook."
"I never said – "
And Robskere, we are here to do an exchange of information. Kerrenen hal ist sljorv mor tayren!"
"Asken hal. Fithrok Asgard gemorren." retorted Robskere, before falling silent. Jack crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you two quite finished?" he said sarcastically.
"I am sorry, Cornel," said Kaylyna smiling sweetly but with the faintest edge in her voice. "When will we be able to go?"
Jack nodded at the silent Robskere. "You come and help the Tok'ra with this machine, and maybe we can do something for us in return." He strode over to the phone on the wall. The brown woman looked at him with puzzlement breaking through her annoyance. "The Resistance? Why do you speak the language of the Haigyptons?"
"Why don't we make that one of the things we tell you in return." said Jack shortly, tapping in the number and allowing himself a smirk at the expression on Kaylyna's face.