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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2013 19:43:24 GMT -7
Jasmine walked out with the rest of the crew to greet them. Her eyes were back to normal as she moved to Micah's side.
One of the leaders of the group walked forward to the man with the gold emblem and looked to Micah. "Do they speak English?" He asked.
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Post by God on Dec 14, 2013 19:55:30 GMT -7
Micah chuckled as a slightly smaller man with Colonel bird on his lapel stepped forward. "Colonel Cameron Mitchell, US Air Force. Yes, we speak English. This is my team," he indicated the svelte blond woman next to him - "Colonel Samantha Carter," the man wearing a bandana instead of boonie cap - "Dr. Daniel Jackson," the slender black-haired woman next to Jackson, who had a haunted, haunting look to her - "Vala Mal Doran," and the huge black man - "Teal'c. We hear you have an alien problem."
"Has anyone opened any canopic jars?" Dr Jackson asked.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2013 20:04:24 GMT -7
The man nodded and held out his hand to Mitchell. "Sir Edouard Creedance Livingston." He said in greeting. "We are happy that you and your team can make it here.
Jasmine looked at Dr. Jackson. "No, we haven't found any canopic jars. Then again, this isn't really a tomb."
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Post by God on Dec 14, 2013 20:09:45 GMT -7
"Good. You are?" He asked, approaching her.
Mitchell shook the man's hand. "Where should we set up our tent?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2013 20:14:16 GMT -7
Creed looked at him. "You can set up the tent over by the lab area." He said motioning to the tent that Jasmine had been working in.
Jasmine looked up at him and gave him a small smile. "My name is Jasmine." She said reaching up to move her bangs from her face. Her wedding band glinting in the sun. "Jasmine Brewster. I am a linguist and translator here."
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Post by God on Dec 14, 2013 20:22:54 GMT -7
While the others moved off to set up, Jackson nodded. "I'm the team's linguist myself. And the resident anthropologist. What have you found so far?" It was obvious his only interest was the job... And Vala.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2013 20:27:09 GMT -7
"If you follow me into the lab I'll show you." She said walking with him. "It appears to be an ancient home rather than a tomb. Several languages have been written on the walls. I have been able to translate a good portion of them. However each night there are undead attacks that could stem from aliens." She said in thought. Her eyes sought Micah for more help as to what to say.
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Post by God on Dec 15, 2013 11:39:27 GMT -7
For a moment, Jackson looked terrified. Then his face hardened. "Describe them."
"Classic zombies," Micah said as he drew even with them.
"Not Goa'uld, then," Jackson said, "The Telchak device repairs flesh."
Micah chuckled wryly. "Finally, an actual curse and not a trap."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2013 13:40:46 GMT -7
Jasmine smiled at him and rested her head against Micah's shoulder for a brief second as a hug. 'Will they be surprised with Mr. Basilio and us?' She transferred to his mind. She opened the tent and allowed Dr. Jackson inside. "You can see my notes here." She said patiently motioning to her workspace.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2013 7:49:47 GMT -7
Jasmine watched as Dr. Jackson went to work examining her work. She watched him and felt a chill run down her spine in delight. She longed for someone else to look at her work. In her stomach, her child was doing flip flops.
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Post by God on Dec 24, 2013 11:41:53 GMT -7
He read notes quickly, and soon was correcting translations. "You might have gotten these right if I hadn't been laughed out of mainstream Academia twelve years ago." He came to some glyphs she hadn't translated yet. "Your husband has a good eye. These are alien. Goa'uld."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2013 12:32:42 GMT -7
Jasmine smiled and looked at his corrections and nodded. "Thank you very much Dr. I was one of the best translators in school. However, they do say on the real spectrum theory and best case scenario only goes so far. With you here to help, we can breeze through these better." A blush rose on her cheeks as she tried to hide the excitement in her voice. "So what type of aliens are we talking about?" She asked curiously.
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Post by God on Dec 24, 2013 14:33:48 GMT -7
"Intelligent parisites. They burrow into you and latch themselves to your brain, controlling you. Easily identified by glowing eyes and a distorted voice." This came from Mitchell as he walked in.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2013 18:44:14 GMT -7
Rajani shrank back in Jasmine's mind. The description sounded awfully to close to the Twili. Jasmine bit her bottom lip and wrapped her arms around herself. "Ok..."
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Post by God on Dec 24, 2013 19:31:03 GMT -7
"Intelligent but never symbiotic?"
"No, they can be symbiotic. In those instances they call themselves Tokra. They give their hosts long life, as in the parasitic relationship, but work with the host, lending their knowledge, and only when explaining something, their voice," Jackson explained, "Sam was Tokra for a while."
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