"Ahh... you are awake." Tami glanced around. Standing in the doorway was a young woman. She looked a lot like Sam with dark blond hair. The woman smiled.
"My name is Rosha. I am host to Jolinar of Malkshur." Rosha said. Behind her, a man peeked in the room. "And this man behind me is Martouf, host to Lantash." Martouf smiled at her.
"Hello." Tami said, shyly smiling. Sarouche got up and walked over to the two other Tok'ra, or four, depending on how you looked at it. Sarouche quietly conversed with them and then turned to Tami.
"Tami, I have to go. Martouf/Lantash will look after you." Sarouche said.
"Where will you be?" Tami asked.
"I have to go to a Council Meeting with Rosha/Jolinar. Martouf/Lantash will show you to your new quarters... and show you a where a few sets of clothing. Those servant clothes are... horrible." Sarouche said. Tami nodded, and Sarouche /Selmak and Rosha/Jolinar left. Tami looked up at Martouf/Lantash.
"Come on, Tami." Martouf said, looking down at her. Tami swung her legs over to the side and stood up on wobbly legs. Martouf reached out a hand to steady her, and Tami instinctively jerked away, falling back on the bed. Martouf put his hands up.
"Okay, no touching. I understand." Martouf said, backing away a few steps.
She must have been abused by Apophis... or the Jaffa. She doesn't like touching. Lantash mused.
At least, she doesn't like men touching her. Martouf said, watching as Tami got back up; she was watching him warily.
Tami watched Martouf warily as she got back up. Martouf smiled at her and led the way to her new quarters. Once, they got there, Martouf told her where to find the bathing pools. Martouf then turned to go.
"Er, Martouf. Sarouche said to show me where clothing is." Tami said quietly. Martouf stopped and then turned back around.
"Oh, yes. I nearly forgot. Some clothing is in this..." Martouf said, opening the practically hidden doors in the wall. Hanging inside the closet was 4 light brown, small Tok'ra outfits, 2 dress outfits, and 3 skirts and shirts to wear. At the bottom were shoes: 2 pairs of boots (that look like leg wrappings) and a pair of high heels.
"Oh, thanks, Martouf." Tami said, Martouf smiled at her and then left. Tami breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh and Tami." Tami jumped. It was Martouf again. "Soap is already down by the pools." Tami nodded at him and he left, again. Tami sighed; grabbed a light brown Tok'ra outfit and walked down to the bathing pools.
In the bathing area, there was 3 large pools, meant for large groups of people; 4 medium-sized pools; and 5 small pools meant for one person each. In one of the medium pools, a Tok'ra couple was thrashing around and Tami averted her eyes. She grabbed some soap and a towel, and then quickly walked over to one of the small pools, undressed quickly, and hopped in. The water was warm against her skin. Tami smiled contently and closed her eyes while she sat on the underwater ledge and then she opened her eyes. She grabbed the soap and quickly cleaned herself. After she was all done, she dried herself off, hobbled over to the wall, and quickly dressed in the Tok'ra outfit, when she realized she forgot shoes. She sighed, and then looked around. Tami put the soap in the basket labeled 'soap' and the towel in the large basket labeled 'dirty towels'. She then started to walk barefoot back to her quarters.
15 minutes later...
Tami groaned; she was definitely lost.
"Why are you groaning Tami?" Tami jumped at the voice and then turned around to find Martouf/Lantash smiling.
"I can't find my quarters." Tami said. Martouf's smile widened.
"Come on, I'll show you." Martouf said, and so, Tami followed him back to her quarters.
As she went into her quarters, Martouf looked down and then asked, "Tami?"
"Yes Martouf." Tami said, turning towards him.
"Why are you barefoot?"
"Because I forgot my shoes when I went to the bathing pools." Tami said. Martouf chuckled.
"Bye Martouf." Tami said, as she walked into her quarters.
"Bye Tami." Tami heard Martouf say. Tami walked over to her closet and pulled out a pair of boots, walked over to her bed, and then pulled them on. There, her outfit was complete. Tami got up and looked into the mirror.
"Tami?" It was Sarouche.
"Hello Saroosh." Tami greeted her. Sarouche smiled and walked into the room. She stopped.
"My, you look Tok'ra." Sarouche said, studying Tami.
"Really?" Tami asked, looking down at herself.
"Yes." Sarouche said. Tami looked back up at her and smiled. "I have some good news for you Tami."
"Really, what is it?" Tami asked.
"Well, the Tok'ra don't really allow unblended humans to stay with us much. But the Grand Council has made an exception for you, because of your age. Unless you could go back to your homeworld, you can stay with the Tok'ra."
Tami sighed. "I wish I could go back to Earth, but... we have what is called on iris over our Stargate, I mean Chaapa'ai, without the correct code and transmitter, I'll just go... splat; instant death." Sarouche winced.