Episode Six (SM-1) - The Eye of the Storm

[Maggie Lefebvre]

0940-0950
K2M-237
In and out of the Labs

Maggie was leading the dinosaurs out of the cave; her adrenaline was pumping, and she was breathing hard. All of her reluctantly-gained training was in full-gear, and while she remained calm, so as not to mess up her hair, she was also intensely aware of her surroundings. Behind her, Ahrima was in full on battle mode; they were a team, finally coming together as they should. Captain Evans was jumping in, and finally, she was "Lt. Lefebvre," instead of "Maggie the Maneater." She wasn't sure how to feel about this, but there wasn't time to think.

She was staring down one of the dinosaurs; she'd figured out they fed on her fears-yeah, Ahrima SAID she didn't have any, but whatever. They were going to eat Jaffa cakes if she weren't careful. Maggie was no longer fearful-being Maggie, she had few things she cared enough about to even harbor fears of. So now that her mind was blank, the dinosaur seemed to be probing her. With it's mind. It spent a lot of time feeding her information about herself-that she needed to eat more, and run less, and all the same jazz she'd heard the last 20 years. Her food issues had started young, and her need to appear perfect started before THAT.

The dinosaur seemed to give up, as though it sensed that Maggie was more fragile than she appeared. This struck Maggie as odd; the one that was staring at her made a quiet noise to the others, and they fell away. She heard the Captain's voice.

I think we should leave. Right now. The dino who had stared her down nodded. What?! She sighed, and backed up, back into the cave. Once safely inside, between Mulholland and Ahrima, she spoke to Eastlyn.

As much as I hate to say so, he's right. She looked at Elly, and then Dr. Harrison. She was serious, and quiet, and this should send a message.

After a moment, an urgent message from the dinosaurs came to her.

You would be spared.You're with child. She turned her eyes to the door. What the hell?! That had to be for....well. Could Ahrima actually procreate?! Or...well. She knew as well as anyone that Evans and Eastlyn had a THING, but...it didn't seem like THAT kind of thing. So. It was her. Damn it.

Suddenly, she felt ill, and bent to her left. Poor Mulholland caught the end of her sickness on his shoes. Dr. Harrison was at her side in a moment; she could hear him yelling to give her some space. She needed to lie down. She needed to cry. She needed to get the hell out of here.

I need to sit down for a minute. Sorry, James... Dr. Harrison said something about radiation poisioning. She'd tell him later. She sat down against Ahrima, who'd joined her on the floor. Now what?!

Tag:Ahrima, Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn, Dominic Evans, James Mulholland, Elly Clark, @me.

[James Mulholland]

0950
K2M-237
Somewhere


Something was happening. Jim hadn't really been paying attention. The man raised his weapon -A Mk.18, a modified version of the M4-, but didn't know what he was aiming for. The Pom told him to lower his weapon. Like hell he was. Not until he knew what it was that was endangering them. Bo matter what people were saying. This was his training kicking in. People were communicating with this things. It seemed like he was the only one that could block them out. Lastly, Evans said that they had to leave. The first goo idea he'd had so far.

He took a few steps, and halted for a bit to make sure everything was okay. He wanted to move on, but before he could do so, the French woman left most of her breakfast on his boots. "Oh, no worries. I've had worse on muh boots" he said. And it was true. At one point in his life he had literally walked in guts and other gore stuff. Of course, he wasn't going to tell her that.

Mulholland offered her a hand. If need be, he'd carry her back.

[Elly Clark]

0931-0950
Interior, Ancient Labs
K2M-237

The Dinosaurs did not like what she had done and had begun to probe her mind, they hadn't attacked her and her concentration on what they were viewing in her mind was lost when the others starting fighting them, Elly Let out a breath as the mental influence of the dinosaurs left her, this was something she really did not want to feel again, as much as their lives had been easier than most of the other people and hers more than msot even on her world they all had their bits and pieces and the dinosaurs found them and used them to go through their mind like a search engine through a database.

Elly hadn't drawn her sidearm by the time Captain Evans had started threatening the Australian, everyone then seemed to back down a little as Evans tried to explain. "Just, everyone stop for a moment. That's an order.While I was out I had these dreams, at first they were my own but then they got.. Weird. It was these creatures, they were communicating with me. Mulholland, lower your weapon. You too, and you Ahrima. Major, if you please? Trust me."

She moved her hand away from hers but she was still a little scare she could only hope they didn't want to kill her for copying the data from the Ancient computers. "I can feel something different, curiosity not anger. We all need to be as peaceful and slow as we can. These beings are meat eaters and I get the sense that they are very protective of their own kind, and their planet. If they considered us to be a genuine threat, which I don't think they do at the moment, I honestly think they could kill us with a single thought." He winced, an image of a human heart beating entered his mind. "Yeah, they can understand me... Especially this guy..."
One of the 'raptors' moved towards Evans. 

"I can... Communicate, or at least see things they want me to see. Things that this one is trying to show me. They comprehend that we communicate through sound, as there are other creatures on this planet that do so. But, they see us as primitive. Sound is something these creatures no longer need..." She would normally have argued they communicated in other ways and when she did the images of space telescopes, computers, equations and then the Stargate flashed in her mind.

"They can see all life on this planet! They see it as a song, a dance... Almost like a rich tapestry of light. I can sense a vague memory of the ones who built this base, the ancient Lilith, but beyond that they don't comprehend exactly what we are... Please, show my friends." The images of different parts of the planet and many animals came into her thoughts, it was still very odd to ahve someones elses thoughts in her brain, perhaps the others, with the Ancient gene were coping better being sort of telepathic themselves. 

One of the raptors approached her slowly, as the Captain continued. "They are aware of our fascination with this building and with their planet, but they'll show us no mercy if we try to tamper with anything."
 Her head start to spin as the being forced it's way into her mind seeing what she had seen only a few minutes ago, it then searched for everything related to the Etruscans and went into her memories of both their and the Ancient files on them, particularly their enslavement and destructive tendencies. With this the Raptor moved away slightly it's influence not ripped away but slowly taken out.

She breathed a little easier as she was left with only her thoughts (she hoped) in her head."They don't want us here. We threaten the delicate balance on this planet. They are telling me that we cannot and will not ever be welcome to stay here. I think we should leave. Right now." Elly looked to the others. "Leaving sounds good..." she stated uncomfortably, she wanted to stay and learn more but they couldn't, the data uploaded to the jumpers would have to do.

All of a sudden the Blonde Frenchwoman threw up on the Australian as they all seemed ready to leave, now all they needed to do WAS leave.

<TAG:Dominic Evans, Ahrima, Maggie Lefebvre, James Mulholland, Dr. Roger Harrison, Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn, Tim "Dragon" Law>((OOC: sorry about Elly kind of not a great one))

[Dr. Roger Harrison]

1000
K2M-237
Ancient Labs

Roger was keeping his mind blank, as soon as he realized they fed off thier emotional energy. Vampires of sorts, they were. After recieveing some discomfiting images of his drunken, homeless brother, and his sadness and homesickness for his wife and daughter, he had turned his thoughts to reciting (to himself, obviously, though he would out loud if he needed to) the DSM-VII, the "bible" for Psychologists. It was basically after ADD that the lizards left him alone. Yeah, it WAS boring, wasn't it?! Bloody right about that, they were!

He tinkered a moment with some things that Elly had shown him-not that he quite grasped the woman's statements about codes, glyphs, and various mumbo-jumbo, but he tried! He was by no means a stupid man, but he wasn't a scientist in the true sense, either. He was useless, per usual. He gave up, and stood there. Until something odd happened.

Captain Evans drew his weapon, and pointed it at Mulhollan. Hoyo, things just got hairy. He jumped into action, moving close to the Captain.

Captain Evans. Dominic. Stop. Think about what you're doing... Then the man lowered his weapon. He spoke.

Just, everyone stop for a moment. That's an order.While I was out I had these dreams, at first they were my own but then they got.. Weird. It was these creatures, they were communicating with me. Mulholland, lower your weapon. You too, and you Ahrima. Major, if you please? Trust me. Roger moved out of the way. Yes, that was it!! He'd figured it out.

Elly went on to explain what she'd been experiencing, as well. Her tale was close to Dominic's, and he nodded. This all made sense, then! They agreed to leave, but not before Lt. Lefebvre vomitied. NOW it was go time for the good doctor. He jumped next to her, and took her hand, guiding her gently to the floor.

Everyone, give her a little space! Don't worry, Miss Lefebvre, we'll get you home quickly, and get you checked out for radiation poisioning. He looked around and spotted a Marine. You there! Send a message to the Base, to Dr. West. We'll have an incoming immediately upon arrival. Miss Ahrima, can you please locate Maggie's canteen? Roger helped her up, then, and to the waiting jumper. He was a bit worried; with her eating issues and low weight, she was at risk of more severe radiation poisioning than the rest. He'd make sure to fill in Caiden when they returned.

Tag:@sm-1.

[Dominic Evans]

1015
K2M-237
Ancient Labs

The sight of Maggie throwing up was enough to kick the Captain and Major Eastlyn into action,
"Alright, let's haul ass!" He heard Chicago shout to the group. SM-1 promptly 'gathered their **** and left' as the saying goes. The marines were just about coming around, and acting on the call of duty Roger had rushed to Maggie's side, Evans looked her over and felt bad for her that the radiation had hit her this hard, he also felt lucky to still be standing and relatively unscathed himself... For now.
"Everyone, give her a little space! Don't worry, Miss Lefebvre, we'll get you home quickly, and get you checked out for radiation positioning. You there! Send a message to the Base, to Dr. West. We'll have an incoming immediately upon arrival. Miss Ahrima, can you please locate Maggie's canteen?" Evans snatched his own canteen from his belt as he passed them and handed it to Roger, the fly girl needed it more than him right now anyways.

The off world team made their way down through the caves and rapidly loaded themselves back into the Jumpers, as quickly as they could without either alarming their Dinosaur followers or making Maggie's condition any worse. Evans was a little peeved that things had played out the way they had, but if it meant nobody got hurt or killed he would take a snippet of data from an ancient database as a win for now. He made his way straight to the front of the Jumper and joined the marine pilot in warming her up as the others took their positions in the rear compartment. The Jumpers wasted no time in closing the hatches and taking off once all were aboard, not wishing to stay a moment longer near their prehistoric companions. Said beasts had stood just inches from the closing hatches, and Dominic got the sense in his mind that they were probing the team for any slight indication of a double cross, he wondered if anybody else had gotten that vibe. It was uncomfortable and he would glad to be rid of it, and to once again feel like his head was his own.

Before long they were airborne again, Dom raised his eyebrows as the sensors seemed to indicate the force field around the lab had mysteriously shot up again as soon as they were clear. He made a mental note to have Dr. Glavish block K2M-237 off the list on the Meropis dialing computer, Dom felt it important that they stuck to their agreement with the beings here, after all they might not be so kind next time.

The team sat in a stunned silence, minds now clearing from the intense emotional pain they had been subjected to just less than half an hour ago. The Jumpers gracefully rose up above the continents and glaciers and away toward the Stargate's co-ordinates. As Jumper one ahead began to dial home and set a course descending down toward the plateau, Dom breathed a sigh of relief. They'd achieved their objective, more or less, that being said Dom himself felt like he'd been hit by a freight train of emotions, and no doubt he'd have to word his mission report carefully to justify pulling a gun on a fellow team mate... And he definitely owed said team mate more than a few beers. Questions began to race through Dom's mind... What was Lilith working on here? Why here, out on the edge of the galaxy and away from prying eyes? How did those beings come to be they way they are now? He wasn't qaulified enough in the intelligence department to even begin to answer them. The event horizon rushed into life in front of them as the Jumpers were skillfully guided toward home. Dom turned in his seat to face the team, his thoughts still running wild with what they'd just witnessed,
"Perhaps they should've inherited the Earth after all. I mean, look at this beautiful planet, untouched by war, by famine, or by progress. They'd sure look after it better than mankind ever would..." He trailed off as the Jumper slowly moved forward into the wormhole, back to Meropis, back home.

<tag all for a final post in SM-1's Episode Six>
<Maggie Lefebvre Dr. Roger Harrison Tim "Dragon" Law James Mulholland Chicago "Roo" Eastlyn Ahrima Elly Clark>

[Elly Clark]

0951-1015
K2M-237
Ancient labs, then jumpers.

Elly did feel bad for Maggie in particular, she wasn't sure but it wasn't unreasonable to think some people might not react so well to their brains being examined like that, honestly Elly had been mostly scared, however her curiosity might have been what kept her from completely breaking down, she really needed a rest more than anything else, they all did really, but she needed some honest knuckle down science to do.

Being followed by the Telepathosuars, as should would like to have them classified as. The ride home for everyone had mostly been quite, she'd not even bothered to plug her tablet back into the jumpers, it was going to take long enough to sort through all she had gotten onto it form the labs, let alone what they had uploaded to the Jumpers automatically, she, Dr Black and probably everyone else who could read Ancient were going to be trawling through the data, but she was going to make sure Glavish and the others saw the footage, along with running that schematic and sequence through the computers, that ship had been enormous.

As they got back home she finally plugged her tablet back in and downloaded a copy of the ship related files to it, and also put a copy of the footage into the jumper, soon enough they would be in the Meropis database.

She unplugged her tablet and stood up before walking out of the jumper into the bay. Boy what else was this day going to be filled with?

<END ELLY>