[Stargate SG-1 RPG] Part III - The Enemy of my Friend . . .

[Dark Nemesis]

Myrrdin’s Ha’tak
P7X - 912
More than two hours since arrival, June 3, 2003

"Well..." she paused, thinking. "From what Myrrdin has told me, he spent some time on Earth, though it was a very long time ago. So he might be interested in what is going on there now." That was purely speculation, of course. She had no idea of Myrrdin's motives.

Seeing Lorelai turning on her computer, she shifts in her seat slightly to see what she was doing. This was the first time she had ever seen a computer that small. What could it possibly be used for?

 

[Nuke261]

Lt. Commander Craig Durant

Under the Government Building
P7X – 912
More than an hour since arrival, June 3, 2003

"The Old Ones? No, I don't remember hearing anything about them in our briefing. Andreev might of caught something, if it was brought up." His thoughts drifted briefly to his missing teammates. They would have to find them later, now they had to attend to business.

Durant made his way to a table and sat on it, listening to the story that Jeremiah passed on. "What we need to know is where are the rest of the Tok'ra and are they going to help us." He took another drink of his water, it was surprisingly refreshing. "We have a situation back on Earth that could compromise every world with a Stargate and we need assistance in doing it. Do the Tok'ra know what's going on or are we the bearers of bad news."

Durant was becoming less and less happy with events. Actually he was having a hard time thinking of any part of this operation that had gone right or even well. It was never easy waiting for someone to translate your conversation and even worse when it didn't seem to go very far.

 

[Keia]

Under the Government Building
P7X – 912
More than an hour since arrival, June 3, 2003

Puzzled by his reference, Jeremiah searches his memory will he translates for the others. Maybe, they had heard of them. "What have we gotten ourselves into?"

Jeremiah was blindly translating for Durant and the others as his mind worked through the question he had said aloud. The only reference to the ‘Old Ones’ was something silly . . . something from H. P. Lovecraft – primordial gods locked away before the dawn of time . . .

From the dark stars They came ere man was born, unseen and loathsome They descended to primal earth. Beneath the oceans They brooded while ages past, till seas gave up the land, whereupon They swarmed forth in Their multitudes and darkness ruled the Earth. At the frozen Poles They raised mighty cities, and upon high places the temples of Those whom nature owns not and the Gods have cursed. And the spawn of the Old Ones covered the Earth, and Their children endureth throughout the ages.

That was all that Jeremiah could remember on the subject at the moment . . . that, and the name Cthulhu.

"The Old Ones? No, I don't remember hearing anything about them in our briefing. Andreev might of caught something, if it was brought up." His thoughts drifted briefly to his missing teammates. They would have to find them later, now they had to attend to business.

Durant made his way to a table and sat on it, listening to the story that Jeremiah passed on. "What we need to know is where are the rest of the Tok'ra and are they going to help us." He took another drink of his water, it was surprisingly refreshing. "We have a situation back on Earth that could compromise every world with a Stargate and we need assistance in doing it. Do the Tok'ra know what's going on or are we the bearers of bad news."

“Let me answer your last questions, first, commander,” Medraut explained. “I do not know where the ‘rest’ of the To’kra are? We fight the goa’uld and are spies and infiltrators – we do not have an army at our disposal . . . we are few. What we do have is knowledge of the cosmos from before your civilization had even flourished. ‘Are the To’kra going to help?’ . . . I would think the answer is apparent – have I not helped already?"

"Tell me more of what happened and I will see what information I can provide that would assist you. And finally, the To’kra had no idea you had accessed the gate to R'lyeh, this PX7-734 that you speak of. You are not the bearer of bad news – you are the bearer of the apocalypse.”

OOC: Donovan, Durant, Grayson, Reed, Stewart

 

[Nuke261]

Lt. Commander Craig Durant

Under the Government Building
P7X – 912
More than an hour since arrival, June 3, 2003

“Let me answer your last questions, first, commander,” Medraut explained. “I do not know where the ‘rest’ of the To’kra are? We fight the goa’uld and are spies and infiltrators – we do not have an army at our disposal . . . we are few. What we do have is knowledge of the cosmos from before your civilization had even flourished. ‘Are the To’kra going to help?’ . . . I would think the answer is apparent – have I not helped already?"
"Tell me more of what happened and I will see what information I can provide that would assist you. And finally, the To’kra had no idea you had accessed the gate to R'lyeh, this PX7-734 that you speak of. You are not the bearer of bad news – you are the bearer of the apocalypse.”

The Apocalypse???!!!
"Hold on here, buddy! I don't think we understand each other. We're fighting these Goa'uld, too. Somehow they've infiltrated and taken over our primary Stargate program, back home on our 'primitive' Earth. We were sent to enlist the aid of the Tok'ra in eliminating this problem. If you're saying your asset is knowledge, that's great. Tell us what to do and how to do it. Since you have all this info of the cosmos, I'm sure it will be no problem for ya." He was slightly concerned that Jeremiah had not kept up with the translation as well as it had seemed. This just kept getting worse. Medraut had nothing to offer but man-eating bugs and lots of tribal stories. None of that was going to help.

"As far as us bearing the Apocalypse, hell, we can't seem to fight off lava-lizards or piranha-flies, what do you think we're gonna do about the end of everything."

Durant wondered for a moment, If he really was talking about everything ending, did that include Earth! Suddenlly, Durant caught on to what Medraut was saying! "You know the world this all started on? Do you know what happened or how we can stop it!"

 

[kid A]

Andreev Ilianov

Myrrdin’s Ha’tak
P7X - 912
More than two hours since arrival, June 3, 2003

"Well..." she paused, thinking. "From what Myrrdin has told me, he spent some time on Earth, though it was a very long time ago. So he might be interested in what is going on there now." That was purely speculation, of course. She had no idea of Myrrdin's motives.

Rylee's last comment had piqued Andreev's interest. The information, accompanied by Lorelai and Lucas' questions caused him to be quite suspicious of Myrrdin's intentions toward his small group. When had he been on Earth, and what were his purposes there, I wonder? Would his newfound interest in Earth reveal a desire to conquer it? He turned to Rylee, voicing his questions, "Myrrdin has spent time on Earth? What can you tell us about his time on Earth? Just how old is he?"

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Rylee's last comment had piqued Andreev's interest. The information, accompanied by Lorelai and Lucas' questions caused him to be quite suspicious of Myrrdin's intentions toward his small group. When had he been on Earth, and what were his purposes there, I wonder? Would his newfound interest in Earth reveal a desire to conquer it? He turned to Rylee, voicing his questions, "Myrrdin has spent time on Earth? What can you tell us about his time on Earth? Just how old is he?"

"Myrrdin claims to be a figure in some stories that were popular in my homeland. Perhaps you might have heard something of them? His name might be different, like Merlin, or something like that." She paused then, a thoughtful look upon her face. "I am not sure exactly how old he is. Even in the stories that I had heard, he was already quite old."

 

[kid A]

Andreev Ilianov

"Myrrdin claims to be a figure in some stories that were popular in my homeland. Perhaps you might have heard something of them? His name might be different, like Merlin, or something like that." She paused then, a thoughtful look upon her face. "I am not sure exactly how old he is. Even in the stories that I had heard, he was already quite old."

He had not heard any stories of Myrrdin, but the name Merlin definitely rang a bell. "'Merlin?' He reminds me more of King Arthur than of Merlin." Andreev thought for a moment. This information did not exactly offer up any insight into Myrrdins goals. He had hoped Rylee had gleaned more information from their... host... than this. However, Myrrdin did not appear to be very forthcoming either, so why would he expect Rylee to be able to get any more information. Looking at her though, he remembered that Myrrdin seemed to think of himself as a charmer, and that he had hoped Rylee might use that to her advantage.

"I think it best we propose to him that we return to the planet surface alone. Based on what we do know, I would prefer this option to travelling with Myrrdin's troops. However, even if we are permitted to go alone, we must keep in mind that Myrrdin obviously possesses the means to observe us at his will."

 

[Stargate_Com]

Jeremiah Grayson

Under the Government Building
P7X – 912
More than an hour since arrival, June 3, 2003

The only reference Jeremiah could come up with was silly. This could not be what he is talking about. Could it?

From the dark stars They came ere man was born, unseen and loathsome They descended to primal earth. Beneath the oceans They brooded while ages past, till seas gave up the land, whereupon They swarmed forth in Their multitudes and darkness ruled the Earth. At the frozen Poles They raised mighty cities, and upon high places the temples of Those whom nature owns not and the Gods have cursed. And the spawn of the Old Ones covered the Earth, and Their children endureth throughout the ages.

Had H.P. Lovecraft somehow known about the 'Old ones'? Where his descriptions of them accurate? It couldn't be. Could it?

Jeremiah starianed his mind to find a lost memeory. Something...some kind of fault...or weakness. Yet as Medraut began to talk, he had only found a name, 'Cthulhu'. His translating now toke his mind as he decided to search for more memories later. Medraut's answer again was not reassuring, yet he did offer to help. And from the sounds of it, they would need it.

His translation was flawless. Word for word. In fact, the only word he tripped up on was 'apocalypse'. And this had nothing to do with translating.

As Medraut wrapped up, Jeremaih decided to test his hunch. "I will tell you everything I know." "But first I must ask, does the name 'Cthulhu' have anything to do with these 'Old Ones'?

 

[Stargate_Com]

Jeremiah Grayson

Under the Government Building
P7X – 912
More than an hour since arrival, June 3, 2003

The Apocalypse???!!!
"Hold on here, buddy! I don't think we understand each other. We're fighting these Goa'uld, too. Somehow they've infiltrated and taken over our primary Stargate program, back home on our 'primitive' Earth. We were sent to enlist the aid of the Tok'ra in eliminating this problem. If you're saying your asset is knowledge, that's great. Tell us what to do and how to do it. Since you have all this info of the cosmos, I'm sure it will be no problem for ya." He was slightly concerned that Jeremiah had not kept up with the translation as well as it had seemed. This just kept getting worse. Medraut had nothing to offer but man-eating bugs and lots of tribal stories. None of that was going to help.

"As far as us bearing the Apocalypse, hell, we can't seem to fight off lava-lizards or piranha-flies, what do you think we're gonna do about the end of everything."

Jeremiah was careful to translate. Though he did agree with some of what he was saying, he didn't want to offend Medraut. He did his best to sugar-coat his translation to Medraut, but this toke time. And Durant seemed to know he was falling behind. Jeremiah wanted to be angry at his demanding and arrogant attitude, but it was just fustration. Afterall, everything seemed to be going wrong.

Durant wondered for a moment, If he really was talking about everything ending, did that include Earth! Suddenlly, Durant caught on to what Medraut was saying! "You know the world this all started on? Do you know what happened or how we can stop it!"

After what seemed like a realization, Durant seemed to calm down allowing Jeremiah to translate freely.

 

[Jarval]

Myrrdin’s Ha’tak
P7X - 912
More than two hours since arrival, June 3, 2003

"I think it best we propose to him that we return to the planet surface alone. Based on what we do know, I would prefer this option to travelling with Myrrdin's troops. However, even if we are permitted to go alone, we must keep in mind that Myrrdin obviously possesses the means to observe us at his will."

"Yes, that view we got in the throne room was rather impressive, wasn't it? Beats satellites, that's for sure. I wonder if it can get sound..." Lucas mused. "Anyway, I'm ready to go as soon as we can. The sooner we can find out what's happened to the others, the better."