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Four
Shouts in an unfamiliar language woke Sam up. She sat up groggily and stared, their little cage had been surrounded by a formidable crowd. She nudged Teal'c who looked down at her and then out at the crowd. Teal'c gently shook O'Neill awake and she touched Daniel's shoulder. The four of them stared silently at the crowd.
“Hello,” Daniel said eventually. And then repeated something in another language. Probably a greeting. The crowd cheered. Sam found herself blushing.
“We came through the Stargate, chaapa’ai, “ Daniel seemed to be listing as many words for “star”, “gate” and “giant circle” that he could find. He made a large sweeping motion with arms, trying to demonstrate. Several children laughed with delight. Daniel sighed, and reached for his non-existent glasses again.
And then a woman burst through the crowd. “You came through the chaapa’ai,” she asked urgently, speaking a dialect of Go'auld Sam could understand. Finally!
“Yes! Yes!” Daniel answered excitedly. “We're peaceful explorers, tau’ri of the planet Earth. We were imprisoned by mistake. Please, surely we can find someone who can correct this misunderstanding.”
The woman was grinning wildly and soon waved to the caravan guards. She started speaking to them rapidly in their tongue, and Sam watched Daniel's face carefully. At first he was excited and soon he was shouting, “No! No! Please...just take us back to the chaapa’ai, your reward will be much larger than anything they can offer...”
“Daniel. What's going on?” O'Neill asked, face indicating that he had understood just enough not to be happy about it.
Daniel drooped. “She's offering her services as a translator during the auction. Apparently a position that will pay very well.”
“Oh.” O'Neill looked thoughtful. “Well, we'll just have to go back to plan A.”
“Which plan was that again, sir?” Carter asked, “the one where we convince our new *owner* to let us ago, or the one where we traipse across the desert without any clothes?”
“Dunno. Whichever one works best, Major.”
“Sweet. Sir.” Carter was relieved when the Colonel smiled at that one.
Hours later, Carter was still trying to pull the floor of their cage up. She couldn't get it, and yet she kept trying. She'd enlisted the help of both Teal'c and O'Neill, who weren't having any more luck than she was.
“Think they're going to feed us today, big guy?” Jack asked as he found yet another patch of floor that simply stayed as floor.
“I do not know, O'Neill.”
“Always the straight man, Teal'c. Love it.” Teal'c raised an eyebrow. Jack sighed.
“Well, this isn’t working, and I’m getting sick of this cage,” Jack began whining and was interrupted by Daniel.
“Well, I imagine we'll have bigger problems soon.” The crowd around their cage was parting and an incredibly tall, incredibly beautiful woman was walking towards them. She was wearing remarkably little, just some white gauze that barely covered strategic locations and a pair of open sandals.
Her hair was long and dark. Her skin was dark, her eyes were dark. Really, she screamed “tall, dark and beautiful,” Jack thought. A retinue of strong looking toughs followed her. The woman Daniel had argued with earlier walked to the cage and knelt before it.
“You are to be honored greatly,” she told them, excitedly, as the other woman spoke. “Lady Amalia has agreed to take on the training of the two shi-fen, and to allow you two to serve as their personal guards. Your display earlier has convinced the Lady that you are strong, worthy of her house and the addition of two shi-fen will increase her standing greatly. She has paid a great price for you, and feels as though she is the one who has benefitted. It is a good day for the House of Amalia.” The translator looked winded, but proud.
“Lady Amalia....” Daniel began and one of Amalia's guards poked a pain-stick into his flesh almost immediately. Daniel screamed, and fell back.
“You will not speak without permission,”their translator said hurriedly. “Lady Amalia looks forward to your training.”
“But we are not...” Daniel began again, and was rewarded with pain for his efforts.
“Daniel, cut it out,”Jack managed to say, before he too was jabbed.
Amalia's guards lifted their cage, four of them, two on each end and Jack felt a swell of jealousy. Yeah, that would'a been way easier. SG-1 was carried through the city to Amalia's House in silence.
“Hello,” Daniel said eventually. And then repeated something in another language. Probably a greeting. The crowd cheered. Sam found herself blushing.
“We came through the Stargate, chaapa’ai, “ Daniel seemed to be listing as many words for “star”, “gate” and “giant circle” that he could find. He made a large sweeping motion with arms, trying to demonstrate. Several children laughed with delight. Daniel sighed, and reached for his non-existent glasses again.
And then a woman burst through the crowd. “You came through the chaapa’ai,” she asked urgently, speaking a dialect of Go'auld Sam could understand. Finally!
“Yes! Yes!” Daniel answered excitedly. “We're peaceful explorers, tau’ri of the planet Earth. We were imprisoned by mistake. Please, surely we can find someone who can correct this misunderstanding.”
The woman was grinning wildly and soon waved to the caravan guards. She started speaking to them rapidly in their tongue, and Sam watched Daniel's face carefully. At first he was excited and soon he was shouting, “No! No! Please...just take us back to the chaapa’ai, your reward will be much larger than anything they can offer...”
“Daniel. What's going on?” O'Neill asked, face indicating that he had understood just enough not to be happy about it.
Daniel drooped. “She's offering her services as a translator during the auction. Apparently a position that will pay very well.”
“Oh.” O'Neill looked thoughtful. “Well, we'll just have to go back to plan A.”
“Which plan was that again, sir?” Carter asked, “the one where we convince our new *owner* to let us ago, or the one where we traipse across the desert without any clothes?”
“Dunno. Whichever one works best, Major.”
“Sweet. Sir.” Carter was relieved when the Colonel smiled at that one.
Hours later, Carter was still trying to pull the floor of their cage up. She couldn't get it, and yet she kept trying. She'd enlisted the help of both Teal'c and O'Neill, who weren't having any more luck than she was.
“Think they're going to feed us today, big guy?” Jack asked as he found yet another patch of floor that simply stayed as floor.
“I do not know, O'Neill.”
“Always the straight man, Teal'c. Love it.” Teal'c raised an eyebrow. Jack sighed.
“Well, this isn’t working, and I’m getting sick of this cage,” Jack began whining and was interrupted by Daniel.
“Well, I imagine we'll have bigger problems soon.” The crowd around their cage was parting and an incredibly tall, incredibly beautiful woman was walking towards them. She was wearing remarkably little, just some white gauze that barely covered strategic locations and a pair of open sandals.
Her hair was long and dark. Her skin was dark, her eyes were dark. Really, she screamed “tall, dark and beautiful,” Jack thought. A retinue of strong looking toughs followed her. The woman Daniel had argued with earlier walked to the cage and knelt before it.
“You are to be honored greatly,” she told them, excitedly, as the other woman spoke. “Lady Amalia has agreed to take on the training of the two shi-fen, and to allow you two to serve as their personal guards. Your display earlier has convinced the Lady that you are strong, worthy of her house and the addition of two shi-fen will increase her standing greatly. She has paid a great price for you, and feels as though she is the one who has benefitted. It is a good day for the House of Amalia.” The translator looked winded, but proud.
“Lady Amalia....” Daniel began and one of Amalia's guards poked a pain-stick into his flesh almost immediately. Daniel screamed, and fell back.
“You will not speak without permission,”their translator said hurriedly. “Lady Amalia looks forward to your training.”
“But we are not...” Daniel began again, and was rewarded with pain for his efforts.
“Daniel, cut it out,”Jack managed to say, before he too was jabbed.
Amalia's guards lifted their cage, four of them, two on each end and Jack felt a swell of jealousy. Yeah, that would'a been way easier. SG-1 was carried through the city to Amalia's House in silence.