Post by mal on Feb 10, 2011 22:48:18 GMT -5
Simon had been recruited by the Company since they seemed to have a great deal of muscle but the thing that seemed to lack was the brains to be
able to understand the alien tech and even the Gate itself. He had arrived a week ago and had spent most of his time in his room looking over
the mission reports and the reports that they had been doing since they first stepped through the gate.
Once he was up to date he got the notice that he was assigned to there lead team as there Science expert and apparently they had a mission. He
arrived in the ready room. He nodded to Max "Hello again" He moved to his locker and started to work to get on the gear that he thought was a
bit ridiculous to put on. They were not going to be raiding these worlds yet it made it look as if they were a threat"
--
Aurra sat, as she did for the last two days, staring out the barred window of a cell. For a planet which was higher on the technology scale, it
certainly had the basics of a simple jail. Then again, she supposed the thick, hard metal bars of a cell were a bit more imposing than a energy
barrier.
But she supposed she wouldn't have to deal with any of it if she'd just been a little bit more careful. Then again, such was the challenge of
stealing things from a new planet, one didn't know exactly what to expect. But the worst of it all, was that they'd seized all of her stuff,
leaving a woman who often relied on her technologies, feeling naked.
She wasn't idle however, she was studying what she could of their technologies as she passed from location to location, so far there was
nothing of interest. It was turning out to be a fairly wasted trip.
--
He smiled.
"Just the shoulder arms today, doc. The A2 team made first contact, and these folks seem friendly. We'll be on a trading and diplomatic mission
... and we need some grey matter to tell us if their tech is worth trading for. They've even apparently got rudimentary FTL drives ... and
trade with some nearby planets. Not Goa'ould technology, but way better than what we've got."
He set down the cup, and walked over to his own locker, and grabbed his satchel ... a book bag, basically. Much as he'd first hated the heavy
pack of weapons, he now felt naked without it.
"How'd ya like the Get Smart doors coming down here. I'm told the last hallway, the whole d**ned thing is on a turntable and can block access
with 10 feet of reinforced superalloys."
--
"I think it is a bit much for what appears to be a wind farm on the surface." He looked over at him as he got his side arm and put it on his
belt. He was not one for the heavy machine guns like Max and the others and the side arm was enough for him since it was just going to be a
peaceful mission instead of a hostile one.
"If they have the technology as advanced as an FTL Drive then we have to ask what is there interest in trading with a culture that is below
them in the sense of technology" Simon was a practical man and thinker. He had written numerous papers on his theories of star travel and the
nature of the universe. That and with a minor in Psychology he was usually able to read people and right now the prospect of his mission made
him worry a bit. If it was a primitive one it would be one thing, but a culture with advanced technology was not always a certain thing that
they were peaceful or that they would be interested in trading with a race that was not to there level yet. He knew this could be dicy at best
if things went bad
--
Aurra returned back to the bunk in her cell, plopping down on it slightly as she leaned back against the concrete wall. Her eyes closed as she
focused on her plan out of there. She wasn't at all enjoying this planet at all. People had seemed friendly at first, but try and pocket the
simplest thing and blamo, one finds herself jailed.
Even so, she wasn't simply helpless, she was learning, the guard's patrol routes, who did what, even their faults. Soon she'd take advantage,
but she just had to make sure they were feeling overly confident and then she'd strike.
--
Max lead the good doctor to the gateroom ... it was at the end of a long hall and rose majestically, illuminated by recessed lighting. It was
meant to impress visiting executives (investors).
He waited as the sequence was dialed, displayed on the display above the large wheel like device.
The amazing blast of energy as the event horizon formed, then stabalized, looking like a vertical pool of water.
"As Jack London said, 'Don't reinvent the wheel, just realign it ..' "
He gestured ...
"Follow me doc. It's quite the rush the first time ..."
He chuckled and stepped through.
He stepped out into a scenic overlook holding their stargate. The dialer, he was told, was miles away ... securely distant from the gate
itself. It made him nervous about dialing home. They could of course manually dial but it would take much much longer.
--
He followed Max down the hall and looked to the gate. He was not surprised by the effect when the gate went live "Fantastic" He smiled as he
followed behind him and stepped through the gate with him through the tunnel of the worm hole before the came out on the other end.
He looked over the view of the world they were on and at the city and his feelings of worry did not lesson. They were at least a hundred or so
years ahead of them based on the appearance of the city. He only hopped they were going to be friendly and willing to trade. "Well it seems
they don't want someone to leave unless it is by there leave." He checked his watch and made sure they were on time for there next check in
with the base.
--
As they arrived, they saw their welcoming committee. A pair of politico types, and a mass of armed guards.
"Greetings, if you'd be so kind as to remove your weapons. Since your last group arrived, we've had the chance to review our security
recordings of your groups conversations. Two of that team were questioning the validity of our religion. We were gracious enough NOT to ask the
faith of your people, but review of this material has revealed disturbingly heretical tendencies, as well as pronounced profanity. We'll need
you to submit to ... questioning."
Max sighed. Yes, too good to be true ...
"Lovely. It's the freaking Inquisition ..."
--
"I told you it was not a good idea to Piss on the statues of there gods Max" He handed his weapon to the guards and hoped that when they missed
there check in that they would send support, but these people seemed to have advanced along the lines of a religious state. He was going to
yell at the director of the program for not teaching these people look for signs like this. He was not a religious man to say the least. If A2
had bothered to look closer at what they were doing they would have known to shut the hell up about what these people believed.
He went with Max already looking things over and trying to figure out a way to get the gate running and get the hell back home.
--
They were searched and scanned with hand devices. They even found Max's pair of derringers.
"Carrying concealed weapons. Another offense. May the gods have mercy upon you, outlander ..."
With that, they were shackled and put into a landcar, on their way to the interogation center ...
--
He glanced to Max as he looked at these people. The churched on there world was there dominate power which meant in so many words they were
screwed unless the converted to there way of thinking. "Very lovely Max remind me to shoot the members of A2 when we get back for being d**n
idiots and not giving us a better idea of how these people are"
He looked over the land scape and was still trying to figure out a way to get out of there and back to the gate.
--
They were thrown into primitive barred cells ... these people seemed to appreciate their sense of history, the cell looked ancient but
impressively built.
"Here's another fine mess they've gotten us into, Stanley ..."
He sighed and looked around the cell. Nothing of use ... a simple hole from toilet use, and a slowly running trickles of water filling a small
drinking and wash basins.
"We should watch what we say ... it sounded like they secretly recorded the A2 team ..."
He thought a moment ... they'd been speaking the people's native language, having had it impressed upon their brains by the stargate. And
switched to english.
"Any plans? You're the genius type."
--
"Well at the moment this cell maybe our best bet to break out of. For all there advanced tech they are still a planet ruled by their religious
leaders. We are going to have a long talk about the teams doing better reports on the way the society is ruled before we send in more teams. A2
Should have seen that this was a place ruled by religion which means their leaders are suspect of everyone. I wouldn't be surprised if every
corner of the city was monitored for the idea of people talking heresy against the Gods. "
He sat down the bed "There is not going to be much of a trail. If our own history is anything like this they will torture us to confess and
convert to there way or they will just simply kill us for not showing reverence to there gods.
--
He shook his head.
"Lovely. I wonder how long it will take them to believe I've converted? Before I lose the family jewels, I hope."
He walked over to the bars, and twisted. Not a tick. Although he could see another cell window across from theirs. Seven feet away ... and
about a sixty foot drop to the ground, with no hand holds.
"Well, if we got another strong man on the other side, we could go back to back and try to walk down the walls. IF we felt suicidal."
He looked back.
"Maybe the religious thing is good. This tower looks old as hell. But unfortunately well made and maintained."
--
"You seem to forget Max, conversion does not mean automatic life or freedom. In most cases they just kill you after you have seen the light so
that you can join the gods in their heavens. He looked over at the stone work. The paranoia is the one thing that we have the most to worry
about. Who ever there leaders are afraid to lose their power when it is found out they have no connection to the gods they say. Unless the gods
are the ones with a snake in there head" He looked to Max
"Our only hope is to get there weapons break out and get back to the gate before the whole city is on us.
--
"And to do that, we have to find out where the dialer is. What can we use as weapons. All we have is our clothes. That limits us to garottes,
and if we can find a stone, perhaps a sling."
He considered, then heard the guard walking by their cell door, carefully keeping well out of reach of the doorway..
"Ever been to the rodeo?"
--
"I know what you are thinking but don't do it yet..we just got in here which means they are expecting us to try something and as well we don't
have an escape or a way of getting back to the gate on foot. Sit down and relax for the moment Max. I need to thinking and right now going off
half cocked will only give them a reason to shoot us."
He shook his head at him, his type tended to jump first and ask questions later. RIght now they were outmatched and out gunned so they had to
think of how to get out of here and make it home alive.
--
Max nodded. The handsome nerd dude had a point. That's how they'd accidentally captured Diana and blown up her personal guard. Maybe, just
maybe, he was a bit trigger happy.
But no sense waiting til the last minute.
He slipped off his jacket, and took off his shirt ... the special forces tatoo was visible, along with a couple scars that might have been old
bullet wounds.. He put the jacket back on and began to tear the shirt ... meaning to make a capture line with it.
Just in case the doc's plan failed. Not that it was much against a gun ... but it would be better than nothing.
As he was doing so, he glanced out the window again ... had he seen someone in the adjacent cell window?
"Doc, I think we have company over there ..."
--
"I am sure half the cells in this place are filled with people who spoke out against the church" He closed his eyes a moment as he relaxed and
remembered the way they had come through to this place. He was remembering everything he had seen so that he could see if there was any way
that he had missed as they came in. There had to be a way in, these people were fanatics about there religion which made them crazy and
sometimes they let things slip if they were not looking at things the right way.
--
Aurra's curiosity had piqued as she heard someone being placed in the cell next to her's. The walls were concreted, with metal bars at the very
top, allowing one, if standing on their bunk, to peer over to the next cell. She waited for a few moments, moments for the guards to leave and
her newest 'cell mates' to get settled in.
She made her way up onto the upper bunk, shifting and moving up to the bars atop the cell wall and grasping onto them as she leaned up and
peered over into the next cell.
"Hrm. You two don't look like locals.. and I dont recognize the symbols." she replied, glimpsing to the tattoo on Maxwell's shoulder.
"Let me guess. Said something you weren't suppose to?" she grinned.
--
He chuckled. The woman had watched him changing. Now he had his jacket back on ... he supposed
"Afraid so. How about you, gorgeous?"
Below the window, his hands worked the strips of cloth, he would have a noose in no time.
"I'm Maxwell. Doc, come meet a new friend ..."
--
Simon opened his eyes as he stood up and looked at the woman. "Simon Harkness a pleasure" He looked to her a moment she did have very nice eyes
as she looked through the bars at him. "Let me guess you came through the gate and said something you weren't supposed to and they decided to
lock you up till you learned the wrongness of your sins
--
Aurra's lips curled upward a bit. Her eyes glimpsed back towards Maxwell as she winked. "Oh... me.. well.. seems as they lock away the hot
pregnant doges with the good poontang." she smirked. Her eyes glimpsed towards the noose the man appeared to be working on.
Her eyes glimpsed towards the other male in the room, nodding slightly. "People call me Aurra." she chuckled at Simon for a moment, " They burn
the sinners here." she tilted her head, motioning towards the window. "Out there in the courtyard. Big spectacle of it."
"I don't suppose either of you happen to have anything electronic on you, preferably with a transmitter?"
--
Did she say what he THOUGHT she said? If she talked like that, he imagined she'd violated the freedom of speech thing as well.
"No, no electronics. Though I was thinking of noosing the guard when he walked by next, and reeling him in. Do they have cameras in the cells
or hallways here? This place looks ancient ... but I didn't know if they had any upgrades."
--
He grabbed the bridge of his nose since Max was still on this whole ropping the guy and pulling him against the cell. "Max put the shirt down.
Let him pass once so we can see if he even has a Key or a weapon." He didn't want this to be pointless and he grabs the guy and they end up
being burned on the stake for trying to kill one of the faithful.
He looked to the woman "Well I guess then you must have done a bad job a blowing the high priest or what ever he is called on this d**n planet.
He looked down the door trying to see the guard to see if the did have anything on him.
--
Aurra's eyes strolled back down to Maxwell as he asked about the hallway, told her a little of his escape plan. It seemed to be a bit similar
to her own, though a bit more basic.
"Cameras? Yeah. One on each end of the corridor. Guards are kinda sloppy though, they come by in hourly patrols. One right after lights out is
sloppier, probably could snag him pretty easy." she suggested.
"Of course, getting out of the walls is another thing." she commented, " but I got a ship.. just need a way to signal it."
Her eyes looked back to Simon at his comment, "No, that was your mother." she grinned at him, looking back to Maxwell.
"So where you from?"
--
He grinned.
"Yeah, I spose that makes sense."
He zipped up his jacket, and hid the rope beneath it. The guard had a stun baton, earset communicator (advanced bluetooth), and an emergency
signal remote on his belt in case of attack. He also wore robes with a large holy symbol hanging from a chain.
He looked back out the window, over to Aurra.
"Got a little place about forty miles northeast of K.C."
--
He gave a look at the woman before he watched the guard pass. If the guards didn't have keys that meant they were controlled by electronic
means. He watched the Stun baton and a few ideas now "We need to find the connection that powers the doors. If we can get the Baton we can
short it out and it should short out the system and opened the door for us."
He looked back to Max as his plan came together in his head.
--
He trotted up to the bars, but the guard heard and began to turn. Max threw the makeshift rope around the man's neck and yanked, the man flying
forward toward the bars. His hands were fumbling for the alarm remote ...
"Get him ..."
Max hissed ...
Dammit dammit dammit, wanted to get him from behind ...
--
Simon moved and grabbed the baton. He guessed these were just stunning a prisoner that got out of hand, but right now he needed to stop this
guy cold. He figured out how to turn it on and jammed it hard into his neck watching the guy jerk about before he dropped against the bars not
moving. "well that takes care of that."
He moved and started look around the edge of the front of the cell trying to find the connection that allowed the cells to open "Here we go" He
moved and jammed the end of the baton into the small little box sending sparks flying out of it before the cell doors on there level all
clicked open. "Time to Move"
--
Aurra's eyes widened slightly as she watched Maxwell snag the guard, yanking him back against the bars while the two fought. Simon seemed to be
quite capable as he learned the baton and rendered the guard out. By her guess, they had seconds before the guard on the camera noticed.
Then of course, that was before Simon jammed the baton into the door and sent all of the locks sparking and them all open.
She wasted no time and bounding from the bed down to the floor and out the door while the other prisoners began to explode into the corridor.
Her mind was set on the guard regardless, she paused at him, kneeling down and fishing out the transmitter and the ear piece off the guard.
Her eyes rose up to both Maxwell and Simon before she nodded. "Lets go."
--
"Hold on ..."
He flung the guard into the cell, peeling the robe off of him and rolling it into a ball under his arm. It all took seconds ... like roping
and branding a calf. He rushed back out of the cell.
"Right behind you, sweetheart ..."
--
He held on to the Baton as he went with them. He wanted to get out of here as soon as he could get back to earth and shove this thing into A2's
head for the stupidity of not reporting fulling on how these people were. "We only have a short time before all the alarms go off and they
close the place down."
Then they had to get back to the Gate and get home
--
Either way, Aurra wasn't sticking around and waiting for the two off-worlders to accompany her, she took the opportunity to head where the rest
of the people were rushing off to, out into the courtyard in a mad bid to escape.
All the while, however, she'd placed the ear piece to her mouth and chomped it apart, dropping the plastic exterior to the floor and working a
couple of the connectors apart.
She then pulled the back cover over the second transmitter, working it's innards out and stripping the wires from the first with her teeth,
spitting the plastic pieces back out before she twisted a few connectors together and then affixed the wires to it.
The rigged device made a horrible noise at first, but with her tweaking it slightly the squabble faded and a steady but audible beep began.
Just then the alarms within the facility began to clatter. It didn't matter, if she could just make it outside she could get to her ship.
--
Maxwell followed the locals, all madly rushing to make their escape. The woman seemed especially adept, signalling someone using the bluetooth
like device. He looked between Simon and Aurra.
"Once we're free, we need to get to the stargate. Or to another world WITH a stargate."
Was it safe to leave an operation stargate with these religious zealots? He would have to speak to command again ... they definitely needed a
BUFFER world, where they could not be tracked back. He was used to religious zealots ... just not intergalactic ones.
--
"Either way we need to go now, I have a feeling they are not going to be happy seeing all these people running out of there prison" kept
watching for anyone that could in their way. This was turning into quite the adventure of them trying to get out.
--
The three of them had some extremely close encounters, but fortunately there were enough people attempting to escape that they made it out
along with a few others who headed for the entrance of the jail.
She kept her fingers clasping the device she'd made, glimpsing towards Maxwell and Simon as she took cover, waiting. She certainly hoped she'd
gotten the transmitter's range far enough to get her ship's computer system to recognize it.
Fortunately after several moments, which seemed like an eternity, there was a dull hum of engines overhead a the sleek little craft hovered
over them, it's computer system putting it down near them in the courtyard.
She nodded to them. " There's my girl." she commented, giving one last dash towards the hatch to her ship. It seemed as though she'd worn out
her welcome on this world, she'd love more than anything to see it behind he engines.
--
"You don't mind if we hitch a ride, do ya?"
He looked at the vessel, estimating it's size
"Say, this thing doesn't have a tractor beam or grapple hook or anything, does it ..."
--
"Thought you'd never ask." she flashed a grin over at Maxwell before hopping into her ship and sliding forward to the cockpit.
It wasn't large, small in fact, tiny, swift, and nimble looking, just how she liked it. It was big enough for the three of them, and a few
pieces of equipment, stolen mostly. Obviously not something one wanted to be in for days or more than several hours.
Her eyes glimpsed over her shoulder towards Maxwell as he asked of it's capabilities, " Well.. It's got a hook, for those snatch and grabs."
she flashed a grin at him, though that grin seemed to fade to a more questioning look.
"Gate? You came through the gate?" her head tilted, more questioning indeed.
--
He looked at her ....
"Exactly. Think this baby could hook and steal the stargate at the top of the overlook?"
He grinned.
"We need to get home ... AND I'd rather not have these idiots having control of one. "
Even the people of this world had not figured out the stargate, considering it a religious artifact ... only learning of it's true use when the
people of earth arrived.
--
"Uh." she blinked slightly, tilting her head and glimpsing over her ship. " Maybe.. It's kinda big. I've never stolen a Stargate before." she
replied. It would certainly be interesting enough. Perhaps even fetch some good coin by these bastards who'd locked her up.
"Best be getting out of here before those bastards catch us." she replied, waiting till Simon had gotten aboard and then she hit the engines,
sending a whirlwind of dust and burnt human ashes scattering all over from the pyre in the center of the courtyard as they took off heading
away from the city.
--
"If nothing else, it'd be nice to dump into their deepest ocean on the way off this d**ned rock. Assuming you know another planet with a gate,
that is. Of course, if you kept it, it'd be a nice little trophy ... and you could visit so I could show you the boardwalks back on earth ..."
--
"Would you wait till we are back on Earth before you starting hitting on her." He shook his head as he looked over the tech in her ship and
then back to the cockpit hoping to either get the gate or bury it so these people wouldn't realize the power that was there behind it. The last
thing they needed was a new Crusade across the stars for these fanatics
--
"I had the same idea." she replied, smirking a Maxwell, her eyes glimpsed towards Simon as she chuckled and winked. " Are you always this
jealous?" she questioned, looking back ahead as she piloted them between two of the towering scrapers and towards the gate. She knew were it
was, most people on the planet knew of it, it was a major religious icon of the people, even touching it was a punishment of death.
She pointed towards the hatch on the floor under them.
"One of you will have to open it up and tie it up to the cable." she instructed, " it's beneath the cover in the ceiling."
--
He opened the hatch and looked down, then at the winch and cable array.
"I aint never lassoed a stargate before ... "
He hooked on a safety line and looked to the doc.
"You wanna run the winches or do the tying? Hey, doc ... if they remotely activate the gate, won't it cut the cables?"
Max didn't know that any major matter within the circle of the gate would prevent dialing. He tended to read the weapon reports, not the tech
jargon on the gates themselves.
As they flew in the guards were sent flying, beaten and unconcscious, by the rush of the exhaust jets.
--
"It depends on how much really, there is a slight chance that because the line is not that thick that it won't keep the Gate from turning on"
He held on the winch as he moved him down to the ground get it the gate. He was betting that they wouldn't turn the gate on and try and keep
them there. More then likely they were trying to find them and thinking they had time before they made it to gate
--
Max leapt out of the hatch, coiling down the cable as he'd done a hundred times in special forces training. Of course, this wasn't a combat
helicopter, but same effect. Up, down, and up and down, and he had the cables securely lashed about the top of the gate ... giving it a few
extra coils to add more mass to hopefully prevent dialing.
"Reel me and the ring up, doc !!!"
--
He work on getting the Line to come back up so he could get in the ship and they could get the hell out of here. once Max was back in the ship
he looked towards the cockpit "GO!!" He called out so they could get going. He knew this was really going to piss them off since they were now
taking there most sacred artifact
"He headed back to the cockpit to look out so he could watch as they headed up to space
--
"Alright boys. Here goes nothing.." she replied, glimpsing back to make sure Maxwell had gotten back in, there was a shuddering of the entire
ship as she pulled back, drawing them back out of the temple, the cables drawing tight against the gate which was still much larger than her
small ship could hold.
There was a groan against the ship as she gave more power to the engines, the vibration increased even more as her teeth began to almost
chatter against themselves. Finally a groan and a screech from below as the stargate was torn from it's ornate display.
"They're not going to like this.." she replied, maneuvering free of the temple and pulling up, there was again a groan from the engines as they
began to gain altitude.
All of a sudden there was a large rumble from behind them near the back of the ship, then a loud beeping coming from the console. The lettering
on it was of a different language, but one didn't have to understand it to know that the red flashing symbol wasn't good.
"Oh frell." was the only thing she could say before she looked to both Maxwell and Simon.
"Strap yourselves in. We're going down." words that no one wanted to hear. Fortunately they were clear of the city, but not so far that they
couldn't be found within the woods surrounding it soon enough. They were already beginning to loose altitude as Aurra struggled with the ship
to keep it from falling out of the sky with a giant rock tied to it's belly.
--
"Yes, asses and elbows, ma'am. Asses and elbows."
He was strapping the gate to the bottom of the ship, face down so that if it DID open, the 'flush' would be AWAY from the ship. Then he closed
the hatch and took his own seat ... but kept the safety line on, JUST in case.
"Nice little bird ya got here, Aurra ..."
That's when the sh*t turned BAD again.
"d**n that Murphy. What's going on?"
Had they been shot with a particle beam or something?
"Aura, what's happening? Doc, can you do a Scottie on whatever happened?"
--
"I am going to use this you baton thing on you in a moment if you use a Star Trek reference on me again" He did his best to hold on as they
went down " Best guess is the because of the weight of the gate and how we just jerked it out of the temple that more then likely it was to
much for the ship to being able to handle. So no we are pretty much going down at the moment"They had the gate at least, but still they were
crashing which was not going to be pleasent
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"Unfortunately, the mouthy one is right. Overweight." she growled slightly, struggling with the controls of the ship as they began a course
down towards the trees.
"Quick.. someone take a leak." she commented, finally the ship dropped it's last bit as the thrusters failed again, there were snaps and groans
as they fell through the canopy of the forest, a last quick blast of the thrusters at full power cushioned them from taking the impact too
hard, fortunately it was enough not to damage the stargate, but they were wedged unlevel between two trees now, and pieces of her ship lay
scattered behind them. She'd never fly again - at least anytime soon.
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He staggered out, looking at the wreckage - with the anchor like stargate attached. .
"So, Doc ... think we can manually dial out? I don't think we're welcome here anymore."
He looked at Aurra ...
"Yeah, that wierd metal is supposed to be super heavy. Sorry about your ship. You probably should come with us ... we can try to find you
another ship later ..."
--
He shook his head Max before he went over to where the Gate was and started to turn the wheel working on getting the seven symbols to lock in.
It was hard work since it was taking all his strength to move the wheel.
"We are almost ready to go here. Get the signal ready earth to let the know we are coming in" He moved the final Symbol into the dial before
the gate started to shake then the normal water effect happened straight into the air. "We are going to have to jump into it like we would like
a belly flop in a pool or we are going to hurt ourselves on the other side wince out gate is up right"
--
Aurra sighed and shut the ship down, unharnessing herself and moving out of the ship, walking around it and looking it over, a deep groan
escaped her before she looked to Maxwell.
"You're probably right.. I'm pretty sure we committed a few dozen sacred laws by stealing that thing." she walked back to the rear of her ship
and pulled out the big duffel bag from it's harness, shouldering it and giving one last longing look over her ship before she glimpsed back to
Simon.
"If you can get that thing working soon I'd appreciate it." she replied, watching him work on the gate for a moment before she looked to
Maxwell. "I'm going to set my ship core to overload, hopefully it'll destroy the gate after we're on the otherside."
She pried off the panel and began to twist a dial, a deep hum began to build before she clamped the panel back over it just as Simon got the
gate to burst open.
Her eyes reflected the bright blue reflection, a deep breath taken in for a moment before she glimpsed to the two of them, waiting for this
'signal' to be given so she could leave this horrible gods fearing planet.
--
Aurra sighed and shut the ship down, unharnessing herself and moving out of the ship, walking around it and looking it over, a deep groan
escaped her before she looked to Maxwell.
"You're probably right.. I'm pretty sure we committed a few dozen sacred laws by stealing that thing." she walked back to the rear of her ship
and pulled out the big duffel bag from it's harness, shouldering it and giving one last longing look over her ship before she glimpsed back to
Simon.
"If you can get that thing working soon I'd appreciate it." she replied, watching him work on the gate for a moment before she looked to
Maxwell. "I'm going to set my ship core to overload, hopefully it'll destroy the gate after we're on the otherside."
She pried off the panel and began to twist a dial, a deep hum began to build before she clamped the panel back over it just as Simon got the
gate to burst open.
Her eyes reflected the bright blue reflection, a deep breath taken in for a moment before she glimpsed to the two of them, waiting for this
'signal' to be given so she could leave this horrible gods fearing planet.
--
Max moved to the communications array ... d**ned alien tech. HOW was he supposed to send a signal through?
"Aurra, can you adjust this thing to transmit a tachyon frequency with a capacity of doing long and short bursts of static. I can send the
code through in binary ..."
--
"Your explosion won't destroy the game. The Material of it is to powerful for a power overload to do it any damage, but it should bury it under
the ground enough that they will assume hopefully that it was destroyed" He looked to Event Horizon and waited for Max to send the signal so
they didn't get flattened against the wall shield and die.
--
Aurra's brow rose as she looked to Maxwell, " We've only got a few minutes before the core overloads." she replied, lingering her eyes on his
before she looked to the array, her fingers worked at adjusting the connectors, reconfiguring it and then handing it back over to Maxwell and
giving him a stern look.
"Quickly."
She looked back to Simon and nodded some, "I wouldn't know, I've never blown up a stargate before."
--
He typed out the code, and hoped it went through to Alternity ... he really needed to learn this tech stuff. He raced out of the cockpit and
leapt into the gate, following the doc's suggestion and belly flopped it, feet toward what would be the bottom of the gate.
"Come on, the water's fine ..."
--
He shook his head swearing that if he died he was going to wander the after life looking for Max just so he could beat him for this one. He did
the same thing and jumped to the gate like he was going to do a belly flop slipped into the event horizon vanishing into the water after Max
--
Aurra took a deep breath, waiting for the last turn, eyes glimpsing around the planet, her area of space, she had no idea if she'd ever be back
here again, or where she was going, but she supposed it was better than being burned at the steak.
She clasped her bag and then lept in, in similar fashion as the two boys.
--
able to understand the alien tech and even the Gate itself. He had arrived a week ago and had spent most of his time in his room looking over
the mission reports and the reports that they had been doing since they first stepped through the gate.
Once he was up to date he got the notice that he was assigned to there lead team as there Science expert and apparently they had a mission. He
arrived in the ready room. He nodded to Max "Hello again" He moved to his locker and started to work to get on the gear that he thought was a
bit ridiculous to put on. They were not going to be raiding these worlds yet it made it look as if they were a threat"
--
Aurra sat, as she did for the last two days, staring out the barred window of a cell. For a planet which was higher on the technology scale, it
certainly had the basics of a simple jail. Then again, she supposed the thick, hard metal bars of a cell were a bit more imposing than a energy
barrier.
But she supposed she wouldn't have to deal with any of it if she'd just been a little bit more careful. Then again, such was the challenge of
stealing things from a new planet, one didn't know exactly what to expect. But the worst of it all, was that they'd seized all of her stuff,
leaving a woman who often relied on her technologies, feeling naked.
She wasn't idle however, she was studying what she could of their technologies as she passed from location to location, so far there was
nothing of interest. It was turning out to be a fairly wasted trip.
--
He smiled.
"Just the shoulder arms today, doc. The A2 team made first contact, and these folks seem friendly. We'll be on a trading and diplomatic mission
... and we need some grey matter to tell us if their tech is worth trading for. They've even apparently got rudimentary FTL drives ... and
trade with some nearby planets. Not Goa'ould technology, but way better than what we've got."
He set down the cup, and walked over to his own locker, and grabbed his satchel ... a book bag, basically. Much as he'd first hated the heavy
pack of weapons, he now felt naked without it.
"How'd ya like the Get Smart doors coming down here. I'm told the last hallway, the whole d**ned thing is on a turntable and can block access
with 10 feet of reinforced superalloys."
--
"I think it is a bit much for what appears to be a wind farm on the surface." He looked over at him as he got his side arm and put it on his
belt. He was not one for the heavy machine guns like Max and the others and the side arm was enough for him since it was just going to be a
peaceful mission instead of a hostile one.
"If they have the technology as advanced as an FTL Drive then we have to ask what is there interest in trading with a culture that is below
them in the sense of technology" Simon was a practical man and thinker. He had written numerous papers on his theories of star travel and the
nature of the universe. That and with a minor in Psychology he was usually able to read people and right now the prospect of his mission made
him worry a bit. If it was a primitive one it would be one thing, but a culture with advanced technology was not always a certain thing that
they were peaceful or that they would be interested in trading with a race that was not to there level yet. He knew this could be dicy at best
if things went bad
--
Aurra returned back to the bunk in her cell, plopping down on it slightly as she leaned back against the concrete wall. Her eyes closed as she
focused on her plan out of there. She wasn't at all enjoying this planet at all. People had seemed friendly at first, but try and pocket the
simplest thing and blamo, one finds herself jailed.
Even so, she wasn't simply helpless, she was learning, the guard's patrol routes, who did what, even their faults. Soon she'd take advantage,
but she just had to make sure they were feeling overly confident and then she'd strike.
--
Max lead the good doctor to the gateroom ... it was at the end of a long hall and rose majestically, illuminated by recessed lighting. It was
meant to impress visiting executives (investors).
He waited as the sequence was dialed, displayed on the display above the large wheel like device.
The amazing blast of energy as the event horizon formed, then stabalized, looking like a vertical pool of water.
"As Jack London said, 'Don't reinvent the wheel, just realign it ..' "
He gestured ...
"Follow me doc. It's quite the rush the first time ..."
He chuckled and stepped through.
He stepped out into a scenic overlook holding their stargate. The dialer, he was told, was miles away ... securely distant from the gate
itself. It made him nervous about dialing home. They could of course manually dial but it would take much much longer.
--
He followed Max down the hall and looked to the gate. He was not surprised by the effect when the gate went live "Fantastic" He smiled as he
followed behind him and stepped through the gate with him through the tunnel of the worm hole before the came out on the other end.
He looked over the view of the world they were on and at the city and his feelings of worry did not lesson. They were at least a hundred or so
years ahead of them based on the appearance of the city. He only hopped they were going to be friendly and willing to trade. "Well it seems
they don't want someone to leave unless it is by there leave." He checked his watch and made sure they were on time for there next check in
with the base.
--
As they arrived, they saw their welcoming committee. A pair of politico types, and a mass of armed guards.
"Greetings, if you'd be so kind as to remove your weapons. Since your last group arrived, we've had the chance to review our security
recordings of your groups conversations. Two of that team were questioning the validity of our religion. We were gracious enough NOT to ask the
faith of your people, but review of this material has revealed disturbingly heretical tendencies, as well as pronounced profanity. We'll need
you to submit to ... questioning."
Max sighed. Yes, too good to be true ...
"Lovely. It's the freaking Inquisition ..."
--
"I told you it was not a good idea to Piss on the statues of there gods Max" He handed his weapon to the guards and hoped that when they missed
there check in that they would send support, but these people seemed to have advanced along the lines of a religious state. He was going to
yell at the director of the program for not teaching these people look for signs like this. He was not a religious man to say the least. If A2
had bothered to look closer at what they were doing they would have known to shut the hell up about what these people believed.
He went with Max already looking things over and trying to figure out a way to get the gate running and get the hell back home.
--
They were searched and scanned with hand devices. They even found Max's pair of derringers.
"Carrying concealed weapons. Another offense. May the gods have mercy upon you, outlander ..."
With that, they were shackled and put into a landcar, on their way to the interogation center ...
--
He glanced to Max as he looked at these people. The churched on there world was there dominate power which meant in so many words they were
screwed unless the converted to there way of thinking. "Very lovely Max remind me to shoot the members of A2 when we get back for being d**n
idiots and not giving us a better idea of how these people are"
He looked over the land scape and was still trying to figure out a way to get out of there and back to the gate.
--
They were thrown into primitive barred cells ... these people seemed to appreciate their sense of history, the cell looked ancient but
impressively built.
"Here's another fine mess they've gotten us into, Stanley ..."
He sighed and looked around the cell. Nothing of use ... a simple hole from toilet use, and a slowly running trickles of water filling a small
drinking and wash basins.
"We should watch what we say ... it sounded like they secretly recorded the A2 team ..."
He thought a moment ... they'd been speaking the people's native language, having had it impressed upon their brains by the stargate. And
switched to english.
"Any plans? You're the genius type."
--
"Well at the moment this cell maybe our best bet to break out of. For all there advanced tech they are still a planet ruled by their religious
leaders. We are going to have a long talk about the teams doing better reports on the way the society is ruled before we send in more teams. A2
Should have seen that this was a place ruled by religion which means their leaders are suspect of everyone. I wouldn't be surprised if every
corner of the city was monitored for the idea of people talking heresy against the Gods. "
He sat down the bed "There is not going to be much of a trail. If our own history is anything like this they will torture us to confess and
convert to there way or they will just simply kill us for not showing reverence to there gods.
--
He shook his head.
"Lovely. I wonder how long it will take them to believe I've converted? Before I lose the family jewels, I hope."
He walked over to the bars, and twisted. Not a tick. Although he could see another cell window across from theirs. Seven feet away ... and
about a sixty foot drop to the ground, with no hand holds.
"Well, if we got another strong man on the other side, we could go back to back and try to walk down the walls. IF we felt suicidal."
He looked back.
"Maybe the religious thing is good. This tower looks old as hell. But unfortunately well made and maintained."
--
"You seem to forget Max, conversion does not mean automatic life or freedom. In most cases they just kill you after you have seen the light so
that you can join the gods in their heavens. He looked over at the stone work. The paranoia is the one thing that we have the most to worry
about. Who ever there leaders are afraid to lose their power when it is found out they have no connection to the gods they say. Unless the gods
are the ones with a snake in there head" He looked to Max
"Our only hope is to get there weapons break out and get back to the gate before the whole city is on us.
--
"And to do that, we have to find out where the dialer is. What can we use as weapons. All we have is our clothes. That limits us to garottes,
and if we can find a stone, perhaps a sling."
He considered, then heard the guard walking by their cell door, carefully keeping well out of reach of the doorway..
"Ever been to the rodeo?"
--
"I know what you are thinking but don't do it yet..we just got in here which means they are expecting us to try something and as well we don't
have an escape or a way of getting back to the gate on foot. Sit down and relax for the moment Max. I need to thinking and right now going off
half cocked will only give them a reason to shoot us."
He shook his head at him, his type tended to jump first and ask questions later. RIght now they were outmatched and out gunned so they had to
think of how to get out of here and make it home alive.
--
Max nodded. The handsome nerd dude had a point. That's how they'd accidentally captured Diana and blown up her personal guard. Maybe, just
maybe, he was a bit trigger happy.
But no sense waiting til the last minute.
He slipped off his jacket, and took off his shirt ... the special forces tatoo was visible, along with a couple scars that might have been old
bullet wounds.. He put the jacket back on and began to tear the shirt ... meaning to make a capture line with it.
Just in case the doc's plan failed. Not that it was much against a gun ... but it would be better than nothing.
As he was doing so, he glanced out the window again ... had he seen someone in the adjacent cell window?
"Doc, I think we have company over there ..."
--
"I am sure half the cells in this place are filled with people who spoke out against the church" He closed his eyes a moment as he relaxed and
remembered the way they had come through to this place. He was remembering everything he had seen so that he could see if there was any way
that he had missed as they came in. There had to be a way in, these people were fanatics about there religion which made them crazy and
sometimes they let things slip if they were not looking at things the right way.
--
Aurra's curiosity had piqued as she heard someone being placed in the cell next to her's. The walls were concreted, with metal bars at the very
top, allowing one, if standing on their bunk, to peer over to the next cell. She waited for a few moments, moments for the guards to leave and
her newest 'cell mates' to get settled in.
She made her way up onto the upper bunk, shifting and moving up to the bars atop the cell wall and grasping onto them as she leaned up and
peered over into the next cell.
"Hrm. You two don't look like locals.. and I dont recognize the symbols." she replied, glimpsing to the tattoo on Maxwell's shoulder.
"Let me guess. Said something you weren't suppose to?" she grinned.
--
He chuckled. The woman had watched him changing. Now he had his jacket back on ... he supposed
"Afraid so. How about you, gorgeous?"
Below the window, his hands worked the strips of cloth, he would have a noose in no time.
"I'm Maxwell. Doc, come meet a new friend ..."
--
Simon opened his eyes as he stood up and looked at the woman. "Simon Harkness a pleasure" He looked to her a moment she did have very nice eyes
as she looked through the bars at him. "Let me guess you came through the gate and said something you weren't supposed to and they decided to
lock you up till you learned the wrongness of your sins
--
Aurra's lips curled upward a bit. Her eyes glimpsed back towards Maxwell as she winked. "Oh... me.. well.. seems as they lock away the hot
pregnant doges with the good poontang." she smirked. Her eyes glimpsed towards the noose the man appeared to be working on.
Her eyes glimpsed towards the other male in the room, nodding slightly. "People call me Aurra." she chuckled at Simon for a moment, " They burn
the sinners here." she tilted her head, motioning towards the window. "Out there in the courtyard. Big spectacle of it."
"I don't suppose either of you happen to have anything electronic on you, preferably with a transmitter?"
--
Did she say what he THOUGHT she said? If she talked like that, he imagined she'd violated the freedom of speech thing as well.
"No, no electronics. Though I was thinking of noosing the guard when he walked by next, and reeling him in. Do they have cameras in the cells
or hallways here? This place looks ancient ... but I didn't know if they had any upgrades."
--
He grabbed the bridge of his nose since Max was still on this whole ropping the guy and pulling him against the cell. "Max put the shirt down.
Let him pass once so we can see if he even has a Key or a weapon." He didn't want this to be pointless and he grabs the guy and they end up
being burned on the stake for trying to kill one of the faithful.
He looked to the woman "Well I guess then you must have done a bad job a blowing the high priest or what ever he is called on this d**n planet.
He looked down the door trying to see the guard to see if the did have anything on him.
--
Aurra's eyes strolled back down to Maxwell as he asked about the hallway, told her a little of his escape plan. It seemed to be a bit similar
to her own, though a bit more basic.
"Cameras? Yeah. One on each end of the corridor. Guards are kinda sloppy though, they come by in hourly patrols. One right after lights out is
sloppier, probably could snag him pretty easy." she suggested.
"Of course, getting out of the walls is another thing." she commented, " but I got a ship.. just need a way to signal it."
Her eyes looked back to Simon at his comment, "No, that was your mother." she grinned at him, looking back to Maxwell.
"So where you from?"
--
He grinned.
"Yeah, I spose that makes sense."
He zipped up his jacket, and hid the rope beneath it. The guard had a stun baton, earset communicator (advanced bluetooth), and an emergency
signal remote on his belt in case of attack. He also wore robes with a large holy symbol hanging from a chain.
He looked back out the window, over to Aurra.
"Got a little place about forty miles northeast of K.C."
--
He gave a look at the woman before he watched the guard pass. If the guards didn't have keys that meant they were controlled by electronic
means. He watched the Stun baton and a few ideas now "We need to find the connection that powers the doors. If we can get the Baton we can
short it out and it should short out the system and opened the door for us."
He looked back to Max as his plan came together in his head.
--
He trotted up to the bars, but the guard heard and began to turn. Max threw the makeshift rope around the man's neck and yanked, the man flying
forward toward the bars. His hands were fumbling for the alarm remote ...
"Get him ..."
Max hissed ...
Dammit dammit dammit, wanted to get him from behind ...
--
Simon moved and grabbed the baton. He guessed these were just stunning a prisoner that got out of hand, but right now he needed to stop this
guy cold. He figured out how to turn it on and jammed it hard into his neck watching the guy jerk about before he dropped against the bars not
moving. "well that takes care of that."
He moved and started look around the edge of the front of the cell trying to find the connection that allowed the cells to open "Here we go" He
moved and jammed the end of the baton into the small little box sending sparks flying out of it before the cell doors on there level all
clicked open. "Time to Move"
--
Aurra's eyes widened slightly as she watched Maxwell snag the guard, yanking him back against the bars while the two fought. Simon seemed to be
quite capable as he learned the baton and rendered the guard out. By her guess, they had seconds before the guard on the camera noticed.
Then of course, that was before Simon jammed the baton into the door and sent all of the locks sparking and them all open.
She wasted no time and bounding from the bed down to the floor and out the door while the other prisoners began to explode into the corridor.
Her mind was set on the guard regardless, she paused at him, kneeling down and fishing out the transmitter and the ear piece off the guard.
Her eyes rose up to both Maxwell and Simon before she nodded. "Lets go."
--
"Hold on ..."
He flung the guard into the cell, peeling the robe off of him and rolling it into a ball under his arm. It all took seconds ... like roping
and branding a calf. He rushed back out of the cell.
"Right behind you, sweetheart ..."
--
He held on to the Baton as he went with them. He wanted to get out of here as soon as he could get back to earth and shove this thing into A2's
head for the stupidity of not reporting fulling on how these people were. "We only have a short time before all the alarms go off and they
close the place down."
Then they had to get back to the Gate and get home
--
Either way, Aurra wasn't sticking around and waiting for the two off-worlders to accompany her, she took the opportunity to head where the rest
of the people were rushing off to, out into the courtyard in a mad bid to escape.
All the while, however, she'd placed the ear piece to her mouth and chomped it apart, dropping the plastic exterior to the floor and working a
couple of the connectors apart.
She then pulled the back cover over the second transmitter, working it's innards out and stripping the wires from the first with her teeth,
spitting the plastic pieces back out before she twisted a few connectors together and then affixed the wires to it.
The rigged device made a horrible noise at first, but with her tweaking it slightly the squabble faded and a steady but audible beep began.
Just then the alarms within the facility began to clatter. It didn't matter, if she could just make it outside she could get to her ship.
--
Maxwell followed the locals, all madly rushing to make their escape. The woman seemed especially adept, signalling someone using the bluetooth
like device. He looked between Simon and Aurra.
"Once we're free, we need to get to the stargate. Or to another world WITH a stargate."
Was it safe to leave an operation stargate with these religious zealots? He would have to speak to command again ... they definitely needed a
BUFFER world, where they could not be tracked back. He was used to religious zealots ... just not intergalactic ones.
--
"Either way we need to go now, I have a feeling they are not going to be happy seeing all these people running out of there prison" kept
watching for anyone that could in their way. This was turning into quite the adventure of them trying to get out.
--
The three of them had some extremely close encounters, but fortunately there were enough people attempting to escape that they made it out
along with a few others who headed for the entrance of the jail.
She kept her fingers clasping the device she'd made, glimpsing towards Maxwell and Simon as she took cover, waiting. She certainly hoped she'd
gotten the transmitter's range far enough to get her ship's computer system to recognize it.
Fortunately after several moments, which seemed like an eternity, there was a dull hum of engines overhead a the sleek little craft hovered
over them, it's computer system putting it down near them in the courtyard.
She nodded to them. " There's my girl." she commented, giving one last dash towards the hatch to her ship. It seemed as though she'd worn out
her welcome on this world, she'd love more than anything to see it behind he engines.
--
"You don't mind if we hitch a ride, do ya?"
He looked at the vessel, estimating it's size
"Say, this thing doesn't have a tractor beam or grapple hook or anything, does it ..."
--
"Thought you'd never ask." she flashed a grin over at Maxwell before hopping into her ship and sliding forward to the cockpit.
It wasn't large, small in fact, tiny, swift, and nimble looking, just how she liked it. It was big enough for the three of them, and a few
pieces of equipment, stolen mostly. Obviously not something one wanted to be in for days or more than several hours.
Her eyes glimpsed over her shoulder towards Maxwell as he asked of it's capabilities, " Well.. It's got a hook, for those snatch and grabs."
she flashed a grin at him, though that grin seemed to fade to a more questioning look.
"Gate? You came through the gate?" her head tilted, more questioning indeed.
--
He looked at her ....
"Exactly. Think this baby could hook and steal the stargate at the top of the overlook?"
He grinned.
"We need to get home ... AND I'd rather not have these idiots having control of one. "
Even the people of this world had not figured out the stargate, considering it a religious artifact ... only learning of it's true use when the
people of earth arrived.
--
"Uh." she blinked slightly, tilting her head and glimpsing over her ship. " Maybe.. It's kinda big. I've never stolen a Stargate before." she
replied. It would certainly be interesting enough. Perhaps even fetch some good coin by these bastards who'd locked her up.
"Best be getting out of here before those bastards catch us." she replied, waiting till Simon had gotten aboard and then she hit the engines,
sending a whirlwind of dust and burnt human ashes scattering all over from the pyre in the center of the courtyard as they took off heading
away from the city.
--
"If nothing else, it'd be nice to dump into their deepest ocean on the way off this d**ned rock. Assuming you know another planet with a gate,
that is. Of course, if you kept it, it'd be a nice little trophy ... and you could visit so I could show you the boardwalks back on earth ..."
--
"Would you wait till we are back on Earth before you starting hitting on her." He shook his head as he looked over the tech in her ship and
then back to the cockpit hoping to either get the gate or bury it so these people wouldn't realize the power that was there behind it. The last
thing they needed was a new Crusade across the stars for these fanatics
--
"I had the same idea." she replied, smirking a Maxwell, her eyes glimpsed towards Simon as she chuckled and winked. " Are you always this
jealous?" she questioned, looking back ahead as she piloted them between two of the towering scrapers and towards the gate. She knew were it
was, most people on the planet knew of it, it was a major religious icon of the people, even touching it was a punishment of death.
She pointed towards the hatch on the floor under them.
"One of you will have to open it up and tie it up to the cable." she instructed, " it's beneath the cover in the ceiling."
--
He opened the hatch and looked down, then at the winch and cable array.
"I aint never lassoed a stargate before ... "
He hooked on a safety line and looked to the doc.
"You wanna run the winches or do the tying? Hey, doc ... if they remotely activate the gate, won't it cut the cables?"
Max didn't know that any major matter within the circle of the gate would prevent dialing. He tended to read the weapon reports, not the tech
jargon on the gates themselves.
As they flew in the guards were sent flying, beaten and unconcscious, by the rush of the exhaust jets.
--
"It depends on how much really, there is a slight chance that because the line is not that thick that it won't keep the Gate from turning on"
He held on the winch as he moved him down to the ground get it the gate. He was betting that they wouldn't turn the gate on and try and keep
them there. More then likely they were trying to find them and thinking they had time before they made it to gate
--
Max leapt out of the hatch, coiling down the cable as he'd done a hundred times in special forces training. Of course, this wasn't a combat
helicopter, but same effect. Up, down, and up and down, and he had the cables securely lashed about the top of the gate ... giving it a few
extra coils to add more mass to hopefully prevent dialing.
"Reel me and the ring up, doc !!!"
--
He work on getting the Line to come back up so he could get in the ship and they could get the hell out of here. once Max was back in the ship
he looked towards the cockpit "GO!!" He called out so they could get going. He knew this was really going to piss them off since they were now
taking there most sacred artifact
"He headed back to the cockpit to look out so he could watch as they headed up to space
--
"Alright boys. Here goes nothing.." she replied, glimpsing back to make sure Maxwell had gotten back in, there was a shuddering of the entire
ship as she pulled back, drawing them back out of the temple, the cables drawing tight against the gate which was still much larger than her
small ship could hold.
There was a groan against the ship as she gave more power to the engines, the vibration increased even more as her teeth began to almost
chatter against themselves. Finally a groan and a screech from below as the stargate was torn from it's ornate display.
"They're not going to like this.." she replied, maneuvering free of the temple and pulling up, there was again a groan from the engines as they
began to gain altitude.
All of a sudden there was a large rumble from behind them near the back of the ship, then a loud beeping coming from the console. The lettering
on it was of a different language, but one didn't have to understand it to know that the red flashing symbol wasn't good.
"Oh frell." was the only thing she could say before she looked to both Maxwell and Simon.
"Strap yourselves in. We're going down." words that no one wanted to hear. Fortunately they were clear of the city, but not so far that they
couldn't be found within the woods surrounding it soon enough. They were already beginning to loose altitude as Aurra struggled with the ship
to keep it from falling out of the sky with a giant rock tied to it's belly.
--
"Yes, asses and elbows, ma'am. Asses and elbows."
He was strapping the gate to the bottom of the ship, face down so that if it DID open, the 'flush' would be AWAY from the ship. Then he closed
the hatch and took his own seat ... but kept the safety line on, JUST in case.
"Nice little bird ya got here, Aurra ..."
That's when the sh*t turned BAD again.
"d**n that Murphy. What's going on?"
Had they been shot with a particle beam or something?
"Aura, what's happening? Doc, can you do a Scottie on whatever happened?"
--
"I am going to use this you baton thing on you in a moment if you use a Star Trek reference on me again" He did his best to hold on as they
went down " Best guess is the because of the weight of the gate and how we just jerked it out of the temple that more then likely it was to
much for the ship to being able to handle. So no we are pretty much going down at the moment"They had the gate at least, but still they were
crashing which was not going to be pleasent
__
"Unfortunately, the mouthy one is right. Overweight." she growled slightly, struggling with the controls of the ship as they began a course
down towards the trees.
"Quick.. someone take a leak." she commented, finally the ship dropped it's last bit as the thrusters failed again, there were snaps and groans
as they fell through the canopy of the forest, a last quick blast of the thrusters at full power cushioned them from taking the impact too
hard, fortunately it was enough not to damage the stargate, but they were wedged unlevel between two trees now, and pieces of her ship lay
scattered behind them. She'd never fly again - at least anytime soon.
__
He staggered out, looking at the wreckage - with the anchor like stargate attached. .
"So, Doc ... think we can manually dial out? I don't think we're welcome here anymore."
He looked at Aurra ...
"Yeah, that wierd metal is supposed to be super heavy. Sorry about your ship. You probably should come with us ... we can try to find you
another ship later ..."
--
He shook his head Max before he went over to where the Gate was and started to turn the wheel working on getting the seven symbols to lock in.
It was hard work since it was taking all his strength to move the wheel.
"We are almost ready to go here. Get the signal ready earth to let the know we are coming in" He moved the final Symbol into the dial before
the gate started to shake then the normal water effect happened straight into the air. "We are going to have to jump into it like we would like
a belly flop in a pool or we are going to hurt ourselves on the other side wince out gate is up right"
--
Aurra sighed and shut the ship down, unharnessing herself and moving out of the ship, walking around it and looking it over, a deep groan
escaped her before she looked to Maxwell.
"You're probably right.. I'm pretty sure we committed a few dozen sacred laws by stealing that thing." she walked back to the rear of her ship
and pulled out the big duffel bag from it's harness, shouldering it and giving one last longing look over her ship before she glimpsed back to
Simon.
"If you can get that thing working soon I'd appreciate it." she replied, watching him work on the gate for a moment before she looked to
Maxwell. "I'm going to set my ship core to overload, hopefully it'll destroy the gate after we're on the otherside."
She pried off the panel and began to twist a dial, a deep hum began to build before she clamped the panel back over it just as Simon got the
gate to burst open.
Her eyes reflected the bright blue reflection, a deep breath taken in for a moment before she glimpsed to the two of them, waiting for this
'signal' to be given so she could leave this horrible gods fearing planet.
--
Aurra sighed and shut the ship down, unharnessing herself and moving out of the ship, walking around it and looking it over, a deep groan
escaped her before she looked to Maxwell.
"You're probably right.. I'm pretty sure we committed a few dozen sacred laws by stealing that thing." she walked back to the rear of her ship
and pulled out the big duffel bag from it's harness, shouldering it and giving one last longing look over her ship before she glimpsed back to
Simon.
"If you can get that thing working soon I'd appreciate it." she replied, watching him work on the gate for a moment before she looked to
Maxwell. "I'm going to set my ship core to overload, hopefully it'll destroy the gate after we're on the otherside."
She pried off the panel and began to twist a dial, a deep hum began to build before she clamped the panel back over it just as Simon got the
gate to burst open.
Her eyes reflected the bright blue reflection, a deep breath taken in for a moment before she glimpsed to the two of them, waiting for this
'signal' to be given so she could leave this horrible gods fearing planet.
--
Max moved to the communications array ... d**ned alien tech. HOW was he supposed to send a signal through?
"Aurra, can you adjust this thing to transmit a tachyon frequency with a capacity of doing long and short bursts of static. I can send the
code through in binary ..."
--
"Your explosion won't destroy the game. The Material of it is to powerful for a power overload to do it any damage, but it should bury it under
the ground enough that they will assume hopefully that it was destroyed" He looked to Event Horizon and waited for Max to send the signal so
they didn't get flattened against the wall shield and die.
--
Aurra's brow rose as she looked to Maxwell, " We've only got a few minutes before the core overloads." she replied, lingering her eyes on his
before she looked to the array, her fingers worked at adjusting the connectors, reconfiguring it and then handing it back over to Maxwell and
giving him a stern look.
"Quickly."
She looked back to Simon and nodded some, "I wouldn't know, I've never blown up a stargate before."
--
He typed out the code, and hoped it went through to Alternity ... he really needed to learn this tech stuff. He raced out of the cockpit and
leapt into the gate, following the doc's suggestion and belly flopped it, feet toward what would be the bottom of the gate.
"Come on, the water's fine ..."
--
He shook his head swearing that if he died he was going to wander the after life looking for Max just so he could beat him for this one. He did
the same thing and jumped to the gate like he was going to do a belly flop slipped into the event horizon vanishing into the water after Max
--
Aurra took a deep breath, waiting for the last turn, eyes glimpsing around the planet, her area of space, she had no idea if she'd ever be back
here again, or where she was going, but she supposed it was better than being burned at the steak.
She clasped her bag and then lept in, in similar fashion as the two boys.
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