Dec 22, 2005 18:58
It was like them, he supposed, to send him to the middle of some god-forsaken town to teach. They'd impoved their means of torture after last time, though. Russia was nothing compared to this. Co-eds. He hadn't liked college when he'd been in school. Why would he like it now?
It was only the promise of possible advanced technology that kept him from running back to Atlantis. Looking around, though, he wondered how someone here could have the kind of technology here that could be a rival to the Wraith. Children. All of them.
Sighing heavily, he picked up his laptop and wandered in the direction of the coffee shop he'd been told about. Something good should come of the day, after all.