Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or anything like
that, except Kazak.
I realize I kinda used a lot of creativity on the last chapter. Now that I really look back, it's kinda unreal, but I had to find a way to tie everything together and make it somehow important. I thought what I decided on worked pretty well. So bare with me, this chapter is better, I hope.
Who knows what you'll find when you go off-world. While visiting a Goa'uld occupied planet, SG-1 stumbles across someone they never thought they would meet. If the Asgaard trust him, can SG-1? and what can they learn from this mysterious creature?
Furlings: Camp Out
SG-1 followed Kazak back through the winding labyrinth. Daniel babbled on and on about what a discovery of this magnitude meant. Everyone else walked in silence. They finally reached the stone tablet and Kazak found the symbols to open the door. Within a few seconds, the group was back in the cave. The sun had long since set and only the three torches and the moon illuminated the dark night. Kazak went over to the old fire pit and lit the remaining wood debris before putting the torch back in it's holder on the wall. Col. O'Neill noticed that not one of the torches appeared any shorter than they were when Kazak had lit them.
"We'll stay here tonight. Head back to the gate at dawn, the woods are dangerous at night and we'll be much safer in this cave." Kazak spoke for the first time since they'd left the great hall.
"Sounds like a good idea." O'Neill commented. Within a few minutes, SG-1 had settled nicely around the roaring campfire. O'Neill and Teal'c sat quietly as they listened to Carter and Daniel discuss the merit behind their newest discovery.
"I think we need to realize that the Goa'uld have much more potential then we give them credit for." Carter stated.
"Maybe so, but I think they were never very advanced, just scavengers who were very resourceful." Daniel said then looked up toward the colonel for some support.
"Oh no, I'm not getting involved in this."
"Teal'c, what do you think?" Daniel said trying to find a person who shared his views.
"This discovery may indeed have serious repercussions, but as of yet I have formed no opinion on the topic." Teal'c replied.
"Then maybe Kazak can settle this. Where'd he go?" The team looked around the cave and realized their guide had slipped away while they had argued.
"Just leave him be. He said we'd head back at dawn, he'll be back." After O'Neill finished talking, the argument resumed as Daniel and Carter still tried to find common ground.
Finally quite a while later, the team decided to turn in for the night. Laying down around the still roaring fire, the humans slowly drifted off in thought on the alien world, while the Jaffa sat upright in a deep state of Kel'no'ream.
After about fifteen minutes of pretending to sleep, Col. O'Neill realized he wasn't going to fall asleep on this mission. Slowly and with extreme caution, he sat up, careful not to make a single sound. He stood up and glanced over at his team. When he was reasonably sure they were all sound asleep he sneaked toward the entrance of the cave. He stood just outside the cave and looked up at the stars. He always liked looking at stars, on Earth or any planet he was on. He stood staring up at the points of light that dotted the dark purple sky for a few moments then he leaned back against the rock so he could relax. Just as his back touched the cold rock, he sensed movement beside him. The colonel looked over quickly to see Kazak, leaning against the wall in the same manner. The blue beast had blended in with the dark night very well but now that the colonel knew he was there, he seemed to stand out vividly.
"Nice night." O'Neill began when the Furling didn't acknowledge his presence.
"Yes it is." He answered.
"Hey, I've got a question that been bugging me for a while."
"As long as it's not about the Shodan..."
"No, I think Carter and Daniel covered every possible angle of that. My question is why did I know you could help Carter?"
Kazak stood in deep thought for a moment, then looked toward the colonel. "Were you not the one who received the knowledge of the Ancients?"
"Yeah. That was an unpleasant experience."
"It was not meant to be. The Ancient device gave you their knowledge but one of the side effects is the transference of some feelings along with the knowledge. Because the alliance was so closely knit, the feeling of acceptance for the other members is very strong. You had already met the Nox and you met the Asgaard at that time, so the feelings never reached the surface, but the feelings were not so easily wiped away by the Asgaard. You must have retained some."
"Oh." O'Neill responded. "How is it you know so much about us?"
Kazak smiled. "Thor has taken quite a shine to you. He speaks very highly of all of SG-1. I have heard all the stories, numerous times." Kazak paused. "And thank-you for continually helping the Asgaard."
"Glad to help." They stood in silence for a few moments until a new topic of conversation popped into the colonel's head.
"This place would be great for camping." Kazak looked at the human curiously. "I mean you've got great stars, a nice campsite, sure the weather is something to watch out for." The colonel trailed off. "How's the fishing?"
"Fishing?" Kazak wondered aloud.
"It must be great in a place like this. Yep, reminds me of home, well almost. Except home is a little more..." The colonel's conversation came to a crashing end when he couldn't find the right word.
"Basic?" Kazak added, referring to the opposite of acidic.
"I was thinking more along the lines of hectic. I never can get away on a good vacation anymore."
"Well, you're welcome here." Kazak whispered as he stared up toward the stars. O'Neill followed his gaze. "I must go, I will be back soon. There are things I must do before dawn." O'Neill nodded and the Furling slipped out of sight. Now alone in the night, O'Neill decided to stare at the stars a little longer.
Carter had watched the colonel get up and leave the cave, assuming it was nature calling, she pretended to be asleep as he left. She laid, silent and still staring up to the moon which she could see in the dark sky. She realized it hadn't moved since they had arrived. After a bit of thought, she decided it must be a geostationary moon, one that always stayed directly above one point on the planet. She let her thoughts wander for a little while. She slowly lost all track of time, but when she heard the slight rustle of her commanding officer's return, she decided to roll over and try to get to sleep. Hiding her soft noise in the colonel's, she rolled over and drifted off.
Daniel heard Carter roll over in her sleep but he took no notice. He was too busy staring at the writing on the walls. The inscriptions were like nothing he'd seem before. He studied every mark with his eyes, wishing Kazak had let him bring a camera along, but the Furling had said no. He said the writings were only for SG-1 to see. So Daniel would need to try and memorize some of the exquisite symbols etched on the wall. Before he knew it, his eyes began to close and with a soft sigh, he surrendered to sleep.
Teal'c woke from his Kel'no'ream to hear Daniel sigh. He notice the rest of his teammates were asleep. Not needing any sleep himself, Teal'c simply listened to the strange sounds around him. He stayed were he was and hardly moved throughout the entire night as he stood guard over his friends. He watched the still moon and hours later he watched as the sun's rays sliced across the morning sky. Then he watched as a O'Neill made a great show as he yawned and stretched and greeted the morning. Carter and Daniel woke up only a few minutes later.
Once everyone was awake and fully stretched out they saw Kazak approaching the cave, with a basket in one hand. He entered the cave and SG- 1 saw that his more joyful mood had returned. "This morning finds you well I hope."
"Yes, it does." Daniel said, then he took a drink from his canteen, only to finish it off. Then in a feeble attempt to find more water in the empty canteen, he shook it upside down.
"I almost forgot." Kazak walked over and pushed a rock away from the wall, allowing a small but steady stream of water to flow from the rock wall. "This water is not acidic. It flows through a network of rocks and basic sediments. Go ahead and drink." SG-1 was not convinced. They had seen the effects of the water on this planet. Teal'c was the first to volunteer. He took a drink and reported it was fine, so the other's filled their canteens then sat around the now doused fire to eat breakfast.
"I also brought an assortment of fruits." Kazak sat the basket down and offered it's contents to his companions.
"Sir, we shouldn't eat that." Carter began. "Fruit is mostly water." Carter thought for a moment. "But you're going to tell us their safe right?" Kazak nodded. "Let me guess, natural basic elements?" Kazak nodded again and offered the fruit. He picked up a few strange, yellow, ping pong ball size berries.
"Sha-ahk-kra berries. Thought you might like some." Carter accepted the berries and popped one in her mouth. It exploded when she bit down and she realized it had a pleasant taste.
"That's really good." She said after she swallowed. Kazak handed one to each other member of the team and they each popped it into their mouths. In less than a second, they were hacking and coughing as they tried to spit the taste out of their mouths.
"That is the most disgusting thing I have ever tasted!" The colonel yelled after he took a few drinks from his canteen.
"You've never tried Asgaard food." Carter chuckled. She was joined by Kazak who laughed along side her.
"She is right. In all the years I've lived with them, I have never liked their food."
After about half an hour and many taste tests, some successful, some not, the group prepared to leave.
"I have something to suggest, a visit to a village that lies very close to the gate. There I can show you some of our technology and retrieve something I must give you." Kazak said as they left the cave.
"Sounds like a plan." O'Neill approved the idea and the group set off toward the village.
I realize I kinda used a lot of creativity on the last chapter. Now that I really look back, it's kinda unreal, but I had to find a way to tie everything together and make it somehow important. I thought what I decided on worked pretty well. So bare with me, this chapter is better, I hope.
Who knows what you'll find when you go off-world. While visiting a Goa'uld occupied planet, SG-1 stumbles across someone they never thought they would meet. If the Asgaard trust him, can SG-1? and what can they learn from this mysterious creature?
Furlings: Camp Out
SG-1 followed Kazak back through the winding labyrinth. Daniel babbled on and on about what a discovery of this magnitude meant. Everyone else walked in silence. They finally reached the stone tablet and Kazak found the symbols to open the door. Within a few seconds, the group was back in the cave. The sun had long since set and only the three torches and the moon illuminated the dark night. Kazak went over to the old fire pit and lit the remaining wood debris before putting the torch back in it's holder on the wall. Col. O'Neill noticed that not one of the torches appeared any shorter than they were when Kazak had lit them.
"We'll stay here tonight. Head back to the gate at dawn, the woods are dangerous at night and we'll be much safer in this cave." Kazak spoke for the first time since they'd left the great hall.
"Sounds like a good idea." O'Neill commented. Within a few minutes, SG-1 had settled nicely around the roaring campfire. O'Neill and Teal'c sat quietly as they listened to Carter and Daniel discuss the merit behind their newest discovery.
"I think we need to realize that the Goa'uld have much more potential then we give them credit for." Carter stated.
"Maybe so, but I think they were never very advanced, just scavengers who were very resourceful." Daniel said then looked up toward the colonel for some support.
"Oh no, I'm not getting involved in this."
"Teal'c, what do you think?" Daniel said trying to find a person who shared his views.
"This discovery may indeed have serious repercussions, but as of yet I have formed no opinion on the topic." Teal'c replied.
"Then maybe Kazak can settle this. Where'd he go?" The team looked around the cave and realized their guide had slipped away while they had argued.
"Just leave him be. He said we'd head back at dawn, he'll be back." After O'Neill finished talking, the argument resumed as Daniel and Carter still tried to find common ground.
Finally quite a while later, the team decided to turn in for the night. Laying down around the still roaring fire, the humans slowly drifted off in thought on the alien world, while the Jaffa sat upright in a deep state of Kel'no'ream.
After about fifteen minutes of pretending to sleep, Col. O'Neill realized he wasn't going to fall asleep on this mission. Slowly and with extreme caution, he sat up, careful not to make a single sound. He stood up and glanced over at his team. When he was reasonably sure they were all sound asleep he sneaked toward the entrance of the cave. He stood just outside the cave and looked up at the stars. He always liked looking at stars, on Earth or any planet he was on. He stood staring up at the points of light that dotted the dark purple sky for a few moments then he leaned back against the rock so he could relax. Just as his back touched the cold rock, he sensed movement beside him. The colonel looked over quickly to see Kazak, leaning against the wall in the same manner. The blue beast had blended in with the dark night very well but now that the colonel knew he was there, he seemed to stand out vividly.
"Nice night." O'Neill began when the Furling didn't acknowledge his presence.
"Yes it is." He answered.
"Hey, I've got a question that been bugging me for a while."
"As long as it's not about the Shodan..."
"No, I think Carter and Daniel covered every possible angle of that. My question is why did I know you could help Carter?"
Kazak stood in deep thought for a moment, then looked toward the colonel. "Were you not the one who received the knowledge of the Ancients?"
"Yeah. That was an unpleasant experience."
"It was not meant to be. The Ancient device gave you their knowledge but one of the side effects is the transference of some feelings along with the knowledge. Because the alliance was so closely knit, the feeling of acceptance for the other members is very strong. You had already met the Nox and you met the Asgaard at that time, so the feelings never reached the surface, but the feelings were not so easily wiped away by the Asgaard. You must have retained some."
"Oh." O'Neill responded. "How is it you know so much about us?"
Kazak smiled. "Thor has taken quite a shine to you. He speaks very highly of all of SG-1. I have heard all the stories, numerous times." Kazak paused. "And thank-you for continually helping the Asgaard."
"Glad to help." They stood in silence for a few moments until a new topic of conversation popped into the colonel's head.
"This place would be great for camping." Kazak looked at the human curiously. "I mean you've got great stars, a nice campsite, sure the weather is something to watch out for." The colonel trailed off. "How's the fishing?"
"Fishing?" Kazak wondered aloud.
"It must be great in a place like this. Yep, reminds me of home, well almost. Except home is a little more..." The colonel's conversation came to a crashing end when he couldn't find the right word.
"Basic?" Kazak added, referring to the opposite of acidic.
"I was thinking more along the lines of hectic. I never can get away on a good vacation anymore."
"Well, you're welcome here." Kazak whispered as he stared up toward the stars. O'Neill followed his gaze. "I must go, I will be back soon. There are things I must do before dawn." O'Neill nodded and the Furling slipped out of sight. Now alone in the night, O'Neill decided to stare at the stars a little longer.
Carter had watched the colonel get up and leave the cave, assuming it was nature calling, she pretended to be asleep as he left. She laid, silent and still staring up to the moon which she could see in the dark sky. She realized it hadn't moved since they had arrived. After a bit of thought, she decided it must be a geostationary moon, one that always stayed directly above one point on the planet. She let her thoughts wander for a little while. She slowly lost all track of time, but when she heard the slight rustle of her commanding officer's return, she decided to roll over and try to get to sleep. Hiding her soft noise in the colonel's, she rolled over and drifted off.
Daniel heard Carter roll over in her sleep but he took no notice. He was too busy staring at the writing on the walls. The inscriptions were like nothing he'd seem before. He studied every mark with his eyes, wishing Kazak had let him bring a camera along, but the Furling had said no. He said the writings were only for SG-1 to see. So Daniel would need to try and memorize some of the exquisite symbols etched on the wall. Before he knew it, his eyes began to close and with a soft sigh, he surrendered to sleep.
Teal'c woke from his Kel'no'ream to hear Daniel sigh. He notice the rest of his teammates were asleep. Not needing any sleep himself, Teal'c simply listened to the strange sounds around him. He stayed were he was and hardly moved throughout the entire night as he stood guard over his friends. He watched the still moon and hours later he watched as the sun's rays sliced across the morning sky. Then he watched as a O'Neill made a great show as he yawned and stretched and greeted the morning. Carter and Daniel woke up only a few minutes later.
Once everyone was awake and fully stretched out they saw Kazak approaching the cave, with a basket in one hand. He entered the cave and SG- 1 saw that his more joyful mood had returned. "This morning finds you well I hope."
"Yes, it does." Daniel said, then he took a drink from his canteen, only to finish it off. Then in a feeble attempt to find more water in the empty canteen, he shook it upside down.
"I almost forgot." Kazak walked over and pushed a rock away from the wall, allowing a small but steady stream of water to flow from the rock wall. "This water is not acidic. It flows through a network of rocks and basic sediments. Go ahead and drink." SG-1 was not convinced. They had seen the effects of the water on this planet. Teal'c was the first to volunteer. He took a drink and reported it was fine, so the other's filled their canteens then sat around the now doused fire to eat breakfast.
"I also brought an assortment of fruits." Kazak sat the basket down and offered it's contents to his companions.
"Sir, we shouldn't eat that." Carter began. "Fruit is mostly water." Carter thought for a moment. "But you're going to tell us their safe right?" Kazak nodded. "Let me guess, natural basic elements?" Kazak nodded again and offered the fruit. He picked up a few strange, yellow, ping pong ball size berries.
"Sha-ahk-kra berries. Thought you might like some." Carter accepted the berries and popped one in her mouth. It exploded when she bit down and she realized it had a pleasant taste.
"That's really good." She said after she swallowed. Kazak handed one to each other member of the team and they each popped it into their mouths. In less than a second, they were hacking and coughing as they tried to spit the taste out of their mouths.
"That is the most disgusting thing I have ever tasted!" The colonel yelled after he took a few drinks from his canteen.
"You've never tried Asgaard food." Carter chuckled. She was joined by Kazak who laughed along side her.
"She is right. In all the years I've lived with them, I have never liked their food."
After about half an hour and many taste tests, some successful, some not, the group prepared to leave.
"I have something to suggest, a visit to a village that lies very close to the gate. There I can show you some of our technology and retrieve something I must give you." Kazak said as they left the cave.
"Sounds like a plan." O'Neill approved the idea and the group set off toward the village.