Chapter 10: Telamon and Pollux
"Sir?" Came a slurred voice from nearby.
Jack turned around to face his right. In the cell next door the remaining members of his team were finally waking up.
"Carter, you OK?" Jack made his way to the side of his cell adjacent to Sam's.
Sam didn't respond. Instead, she rolled onto her side to alleviate the pain in her back. Something registered in her blurry mind that she was supposed to say something, but her voice wouldn't hold up its end of the bargain. All she could muster was a pathetic squeak.
"Carter?"
Sam gave up on her voice and lifted her arm in Jack's direction. Curling her fingers into a fist she managed to give him a 'thumbs-up'. Jack smiled.
"How's Daniel?"
Sam glanced back at Daniel, who was attempting to sit up. She turned back to Jack again and managed to squeak out an 'OK'.
Half an hour later, SG1 were on their feet, contemplating their predicament.
"Jack, there might be a simple explanation for all this. I mean, we might have been trespassing and they captured us until they know that we mean no harm." Daniel leant against the beam-bars trying to find a comfortable position.
"Then why the hell couldn't they have just asked us there and then? What kind of culture shoots first and asks questions later?"
Teal'c raised his eyebrow, "O'Neill-"
"It's a joke Teal'c."
Teal'c blinked and turned his attention to Sam.
"Sir, we don't know what they're like. They might be reasonable."
Jack opened his mouth to protest.
"Well, we do have Teal'c among us, they may think we're Goa'uld."
Jack rubbed his hands over his face, "We'll see Daniel."
SG-1 were only lost in their own thoughts for a short time. From the corridor across the room came the sound of muffled voices, and distinctive footsteps soon after that. Jack stood up and folded his arms. The rest of SG-1 stood up too, waiting to see who was coming.
They heard the characters before they saw them.
"…anthus has requested it. Do not judge me for his actions. He means well."
"I am aware of this Telamon. But it still is not right."
"What would you have him do Pollux? Put our people at risk?"
"Of course not. Please, forget that I mentioned it. It was foolish of me."
"Do not let it trouble you my friend. For now, we have other things to take care of."
The two figures were now in full view, and were walking side by side across the room. One was tall and thin with jet black hair that curled around his lean facial features, he was clean-shaven save for a small patch in the nook above his chin. His eyes were large and wide, revealing brilliant green around his pupils. He was clad in a smooth, neat, tight-fitting grey jacket and slightly flared pants of the same shade and texture. Upon his chest was a round badge sporting a detailed picture of an eagle.
His friend was slightly shorter but more muscular. His hair was red and cropped in an uneven pattern about his ears. The stubble covering his chin and jaws suggested that he was the rougher of the two. Clothed in the same attire he stopped alongside the other in front of SG-1's cell, his blue eyes piercing as he studied them.
Jack walked up to the bars, "Do ya think we could get some room service here?"
The tall figure spoke first, "Greetings. I am known as Telamon, and my loyal friend here is Pollux. We have come to make inquiries about your presence here on Elysium. Which one of you is in charge?"
"That would be me. And before I answer any of your questions I'd appreciate it if you'd explain to us why we're here...in this…cell." Jack unfolded his arms and grasped the beam-bars.
"Does your culture not confine those who would walk upon their land unannounced?"
Daniel took over, "Yeah, we're sorry about that. We're peaceful explorers. Uh, we travel to other worlds in search of new cultures…new allies. We mean you no harm."
"I see. May I then, ask whom you serve?"
"We come from a race of people known as the Tau'ri. We-"
"I was referring to your god." Telamon glanced at Teal'c.
"Oh, that. Uh, we don't serve the Goa'uld. We're enemies. Teal'c here has joined us in the fight against them."
Pollux's nostrils flared and he grumbled something under his breath. Telamon placed a hand on his shoulder and continued to speak.
"Then you may be of great value to us. Please, follow us to Rhadamanthus."
"Rhada-who?" Jack posed.
Telamon passed his right hand over the fingers of his left. Three of the bars in each cell deactivated and SG-1 was lead out and towards the stairs.
"Sir?" Came a slurred voice from nearby.
Jack turned around to face his right. In the cell next door the remaining members of his team were finally waking up.
"Carter, you OK?" Jack made his way to the side of his cell adjacent to Sam's.
Sam didn't respond. Instead, she rolled onto her side to alleviate the pain in her back. Something registered in her blurry mind that she was supposed to say something, but her voice wouldn't hold up its end of the bargain. All she could muster was a pathetic squeak.
"Carter?"
Sam gave up on her voice and lifted her arm in Jack's direction. Curling her fingers into a fist she managed to give him a 'thumbs-up'. Jack smiled.
"How's Daniel?"
Sam glanced back at Daniel, who was attempting to sit up. She turned back to Jack again and managed to squeak out an 'OK'.
Half an hour later, SG1 were on their feet, contemplating their predicament.
"Jack, there might be a simple explanation for all this. I mean, we might have been trespassing and they captured us until they know that we mean no harm." Daniel leant against the beam-bars trying to find a comfortable position.
"Then why the hell couldn't they have just asked us there and then? What kind of culture shoots first and asks questions later?"
Teal'c raised his eyebrow, "O'Neill-"
"It's a joke Teal'c."
Teal'c blinked and turned his attention to Sam.
"Sir, we don't know what they're like. They might be reasonable."
Jack opened his mouth to protest.
"Well, we do have Teal'c among us, they may think we're Goa'uld."
Jack rubbed his hands over his face, "We'll see Daniel."
SG-1 were only lost in their own thoughts for a short time. From the corridor across the room came the sound of muffled voices, and distinctive footsteps soon after that. Jack stood up and folded his arms. The rest of SG-1 stood up too, waiting to see who was coming.
They heard the characters before they saw them.
"…anthus has requested it. Do not judge me for his actions. He means well."
"I am aware of this Telamon. But it still is not right."
"What would you have him do Pollux? Put our people at risk?"
"Of course not. Please, forget that I mentioned it. It was foolish of me."
"Do not let it trouble you my friend. For now, we have other things to take care of."
The two figures were now in full view, and were walking side by side across the room. One was tall and thin with jet black hair that curled around his lean facial features, he was clean-shaven save for a small patch in the nook above his chin. His eyes were large and wide, revealing brilliant green around his pupils. He was clad in a smooth, neat, tight-fitting grey jacket and slightly flared pants of the same shade and texture. Upon his chest was a round badge sporting a detailed picture of an eagle.
His friend was slightly shorter but more muscular. His hair was red and cropped in an uneven pattern about his ears. The stubble covering his chin and jaws suggested that he was the rougher of the two. Clothed in the same attire he stopped alongside the other in front of SG-1's cell, his blue eyes piercing as he studied them.
Jack walked up to the bars, "Do ya think we could get some room service here?"
The tall figure spoke first, "Greetings. I am known as Telamon, and my loyal friend here is Pollux. We have come to make inquiries about your presence here on Elysium. Which one of you is in charge?"
"That would be me. And before I answer any of your questions I'd appreciate it if you'd explain to us why we're here...in this…cell." Jack unfolded his arms and grasped the beam-bars.
"Does your culture not confine those who would walk upon their land unannounced?"
Daniel took over, "Yeah, we're sorry about that. We're peaceful explorers. Uh, we travel to other worlds in search of new cultures…new allies. We mean you no harm."
"I see. May I then, ask whom you serve?"
"We come from a race of people known as the Tau'ri. We-"
"I was referring to your god." Telamon glanced at Teal'c.
"Oh, that. Uh, we don't serve the Goa'uld. We're enemies. Teal'c here has joined us in the fight against them."
Pollux's nostrils flared and he grumbled something under his breath. Telamon placed a hand on his shoulder and continued to speak.
"Then you may be of great value to us. Please, follow us to Rhadamanthus."
"Rhada-who?" Jack posed.
Telamon passed his right hand over the fingers of his left. Three of the bars in each cell deactivated and SG-1 was lead out and towards the stairs.