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<blockquote data-quote="Ladybird" data-source="post: 2857784" data-attributes="member: 10689"><p><strong>Episode 2: Don't Drink the Water. Part 6 - No Really, We Mean It</strong></p><p></p><p>“Sergeant!” Kathleen cried, breaking away from Marka to rush towards him. “Are you all right? Where are the others?”</p><p></p><p>“Huh?” Gatwick looked up in surprise, blinking blearily as he struggled to focus on Kathleen. He was sitting slouched on one of the benches, still dressed in his standard field uniform of fatigues, but his shirt was unbuttoned, his hat was off, and the tops of his boots were unlaced. “Oh, hey!” Recognition dawned slowly across his face. “It’s Major Fitzgerald, right?” It took another moment for the idea to make it through Gatwick’s head that the proper response to the appearance of a superior officer was to stand up, and he did so slowly. “Good to see you! Uh…hey, what are you doing here?”</p><p></p><p>“At ease,” Kathleen replied, slightly unnecessarily, considering Gatwick’s thoroughly easy manner, even as her own tone was growing sharper in response. Gatwick drooped back down, and reached down to pick up a wooden cup, filled with something that looked like the brownish river water. He took a long drink as Kathleen continued, “You missed check-in. You’ve been out of contact for almost 24 hours now. We came here to <em>find</em> you. Where are the others?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, we did?” Gatwick sounded honestly surprised. “Oh, man. I’m sorry. Well…uh…let’s see, hey, where <em>are</em> the others? I dunno where exactly Dr. Haas is, but she’s off looking at flowers and stuff. I think the major is picking blueberries? Have you tried the blueberries? They’re <em>awesome</em>. And – oh yeah, Gershwin is taking a nap.”</p><p></p><p>Kathleen let him finish his rambling speech, even though she could sense Reinhart growing increasingly agitated behind her. When Gatwick finally came to a stopping point, Kathleen fixed him with a sharp glare and asked, “How much of that water have you drunk?”</p><p></p><p>“Huh? Oh, a bunch! It’s really good stuff!” Gatwick sounded more enthusiastic than he had in the rest of the previous conversation. “Here, do you want some? And did you try the blueberries?”</p><p></p><p>“Next you’ll be telling me that all the cool kids are doing it,” Kathleen retorted.</p><p></p><p>“Well…uh…everyone here <em>does</em> drink it. And it tastes great! You sure you don’t want any?”</p><p></p><p>“Positive,” Kathleen stated.</p><p></p><p>“Oh well. Suit yourself. Hey, do you understand any of what these folks are saying?” Gatwick waved a lazy hand around at the others in the room – Marka was now deep in conversation with the older man, while the woman with the distaff looked on with vague interest. Joe narrowed his eyes at the villagers – all of them had the same glazed, distracted look as Gatwick, although their speech didn’t seem quite as slurred as his. “Dr. Haas said that she could,” Gatwick continued. “Sounds like Dutch, and she knows some from her grandmother. ‘Gut marg’ means ‘good morning’!” he announced proudly.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah, I got that bit,” Kathleen replied. Now that the immediate relief of discovering that SG-14 wasn’t in danger was wearing off, she was starting to lose patience with Gatwick’s foggy good cheer. </p><p></p><p>He reeled off several more words, all of which Kathleen had already figured out for herself, until he got to “And…uh…oh, yeah, they’ve been calling us vremdelingen. That means ‘foreigners.’” </p><p></p><p>“Ah. Hm. I thought that meant Stargate.” Interested despite her exasperation with Gatwick, Kathleen nodded, and filed away this piece of information, then turned back to the rest of her team. “Well, it looks like SG-14 isn’t in any danger,” she observed, with a slight ironic bite to her words. “Let’s keep looking around, then. Ked’rec, Mr. Healy – why don’t you continue to scout upstream. If the water – or, rather, that brown stain in the water – is what’s been having this effect on everyone, I want to figure out what the source is. Reinhart, you and I can stay in town and wait for the rest of SG-14 to come back – especially if Dr. Haas comes back and can translate, so we can get some more information. It’s about time for our check-in, too, and we need to tell the General that everyone is safe.”</p><p></p><p>Joe and Ked’rec started to troop out of the door again, followed by the slurred words of Sergeant Gatwick. “You sure you don’t want a drink of water before you go?”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ladybird, post: 2857784, member: 10689"] [b]Episode 2: Don't Drink the Water. Part 6 - No Really, We Mean It[/b] “Sergeant!” Kathleen cried, breaking away from Marka to rush towards him. “Are you all right? Where are the others?” “Huh?” Gatwick looked up in surprise, blinking blearily as he struggled to focus on Kathleen. He was sitting slouched on one of the benches, still dressed in his standard field uniform of fatigues, but his shirt was unbuttoned, his hat was off, and the tops of his boots were unlaced. “Oh, hey!” Recognition dawned slowly across his face. “It’s Major Fitzgerald, right?” It took another moment for the idea to make it through Gatwick’s head that the proper response to the appearance of a superior officer was to stand up, and he did so slowly. “Good to see you! Uh…hey, what are you doing here?” “At ease,” Kathleen replied, slightly unnecessarily, considering Gatwick’s thoroughly easy manner, even as her own tone was growing sharper in response. Gatwick drooped back down, and reached down to pick up a wooden cup, filled with something that looked like the brownish river water. He took a long drink as Kathleen continued, “You missed check-in. You’ve been out of contact for almost 24 hours now. We came here to [I]find[/I] you. Where are the others?” “Oh, we did?” Gatwick sounded honestly surprised. “Oh, man. I’m sorry. Well…uh…let’s see, hey, where [I]are[/I] the others? I dunno where exactly Dr. Haas is, but she’s off looking at flowers and stuff. I think the major is picking blueberries? Have you tried the blueberries? They’re [I]awesome[/I]. And – oh yeah, Gershwin is taking a nap.” Kathleen let him finish his rambling speech, even though she could sense Reinhart growing increasingly agitated behind her. When Gatwick finally came to a stopping point, Kathleen fixed him with a sharp glare and asked, “How much of that water have you drunk?” “Huh? Oh, a bunch! It’s really good stuff!” Gatwick sounded more enthusiastic than he had in the rest of the previous conversation. “Here, do you want some? And did you try the blueberries?” “Next you’ll be telling me that all the cool kids are doing it,” Kathleen retorted. “Well…uh…everyone here [I]does[/I] drink it. And it tastes great! You sure you don’t want any?” “Positive,” Kathleen stated. “Oh well. Suit yourself. Hey, do you understand any of what these folks are saying?” Gatwick waved a lazy hand around at the others in the room – Marka was now deep in conversation with the older man, while the woman with the distaff looked on with vague interest. Joe narrowed his eyes at the villagers – all of them had the same glazed, distracted look as Gatwick, although their speech didn’t seem quite as slurred as his. “Dr. Haas said that she could,” Gatwick continued. “Sounds like Dutch, and she knows some from her grandmother. ‘Gut marg’ means ‘good morning’!” he announced proudly. “Yeah, I got that bit,” Kathleen replied. Now that the immediate relief of discovering that SG-14 wasn’t in danger was wearing off, she was starting to lose patience with Gatwick’s foggy good cheer. He reeled off several more words, all of which Kathleen had already figured out for herself, until he got to “And…uh…oh, yeah, they’ve been calling us vremdelingen. That means ‘foreigners.’” “Ah. Hm. I thought that meant Stargate.” Interested despite her exasperation with Gatwick, Kathleen nodded, and filed away this piece of information, then turned back to the rest of her team. “Well, it looks like SG-14 isn’t in any danger,” she observed, with a slight ironic bite to her words. “Let’s keep looking around, then. Ked’rec, Mr. Healy – why don’t you continue to scout upstream. If the water – or, rather, that brown stain in the water – is what’s been having this effect on everyone, I want to figure out what the source is. Reinhart, you and I can stay in town and wait for the rest of SG-14 to come back – especially if Dr. Haas comes back and can translate, so we can get some more information. It’s about time for our check-in, too, and we need to tell the General that everyone is safe.” Joe and Ked’rec started to troop out of the door again, followed by the slurred words of Sergeant Gatwick. “You sure you don’t want a drink of water before you go?” [/QUOTE]
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