"Tok'ra/Goa'uld 'talks' to host"

host 'talks' to symbiote

random thoughts

Enemies

Selena

"Kel Sha, Lord Klorel." I greeted him cheerfully. It isn't that easy to have to live among those evil Goa'ulds and I was still happy to have met a fellow Tok'ra for a change.

"What did he want?" one particular evil Goa'uld in front of me snapped angrily and glared at me. Indeed, it is not that easy.

"Who?" I asked him confused.

"Lord Arun, of course." Klorel was getting even angrier.

Lord Arun? Oh, he means Kelak.

"Baal wants to see you now" It was a perfect moment to deliver the message.

Klorel still stared intensely at me with his beautiful brown eyes, it's too bad he is a Goa'uld, and after some seconds he left the room without any further commentary.

Klorel

"She is not betraying me. I can trust her. Arun and Selena are not working together and they are not planning to overthrow me. No, she is not interested in my position." Klorel tried to convince himself and then entered Baal's hall.

He bowed before the mighty Systemlord and ignored Baal's condescending glance.

She is not betraying me.

"You have to go on a diplomatic mission, Klorel. You will meet…"

She is so lovely. Those beautiful blue eyes and her infectious smile.

"Such romantic words, at least for you, Klorel. Apparently you love her more than I thought. I'm really surprised that you are able to love somebody." Skaara whispered sarcastically in Klorel's thoughts. "However, since she is such a caring, trustworthy being like you, it shouldn't be such a surprise at all."

"Silence! You are not allowed to address me unless I permit it."Klorel snapped. Of course he would never allow it. Those inferior pitiful humans! They simply don't understand that they have no right to disturb the superior intellect of a Goa'uld.

I can trust her.

"This meeting must remain a secret. So you will have to take a cargo ship although it will take several weeks to reach your destination. You are allowed to choose one servant as company. Do you listen, Klorel?"

"Of course, My Lord."

Selena

What a strange little device. There seemed to be some sort of a liquid in it and a needle.

"Perhaps it is an equivalent to a Tok'ra injection device." my dear Isabel remarked and stated the obvious.

"I also believe this." I answered her nonetheless and put aside the scanner. "It's too bad that I am not able to analyse the liquid. However, I'm not a scientist and this is no laboratory. In all likelihood it will just be another Goa'uld poison."

"Seleeena! Where are you?"

Hastily I put the device in my pocket and answered Klorel.

Some hours later…

"For the next few hours you will stay in the cockpit and pilot the ship." Klorel commanded and left the little room.

"It appears that he doesn't know what an autopilot is." Isabel remarked.

"At least he is gone. Klorel is a little bit creepy." I answered thoughtfully. "I simply don't understand why he always stares at me so oddly."

No answer.

"Isabel?"

Still no answer…

"You are trying to hide something from me."

You really don't want to know it, believe me.

"There is no need to protect me; nonetheless I will respect your privacy."

"Klorel will not return for hours. What should we do in the meantime?" Isabel tried to change the subject.

"I don't know. We could open a channel to the Tok'ra and inform them of the mission's progress."

Isn't that a little bit risky?

"It's a perfect opportunity. We are alone for the next few hours and if we hear that Klorel approaches, we simply turn of the channel."

My dear friend agreed and we contacted the Tok'ra. I was so glad to be able to speak with a Tok'ra again because I always miss my brothers and sisters so much when I'm on a mission.

After a few minutes I turned off the canal and smiled happily. However, suddenly I was grabbed from behind and I turned around… and faced Klorel's glowing hand device.

Skaara

No, Klorel, stop it. Please.

Somehow he had to save this beautiful, innocent, heroic Tok'ra woman before him.

"Don't even try to persuade me, Skaara. You have never managed to convince me so far." Klorel commented coldly and continued to use his hand device.

You love her.

"I do not love a Tok'ra."

You still love her. Don't make any rash decision. You will regret your actions one day.

Klorel

"I never make any rash decisions." Klorel repeated angrily. He would never spare her. "I will…" Suddenly the Tok'ra injected him something and then lost her consciousness.

"What have you done?" Klorel asked aloud, although there was nobody who could have answered his question. "It's your fault, Skaara. If you had not addressed me I would not have been distracted."

Klorel felt dizzy and had to sit down.

"Finally, this nightmare of being your host is going to end." Skaara whispered relieved and lost his consciousness as did Klorel.

to be continued…

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