Application for Vala Mal Doran, Stargate SG-1.
Vala looked round in confusion, her hand going for the knife down the side of her boot. She'd been with the rest of the team, hadn't she? They'd been scouting out some hideous backwater pub looking for a contact. She'd even got dressed up to play the part of the hardened criminal, leather and all, and they'd been about to walk through in to the
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A new applicant? "Sooo cool." The sound of several Shoggies noticing said new applicant- several of these amorphous creatures, resembling piles of guts with a random assorment of eyes, came squelching into the Sorting Room, all eyes on Vala. "It's a girl human," one of the Shoggies murmured to the others. "She has the bouncy parts up top." "They're sooo nice bouncy parts I think," murmured another Shoggy, reasoning, "Most humans we see cover them up more. She must like hers so they must be nice ones!" "Do you think she's a cultist?" one of the creatures asked another. "Maybe. . .she's sort of dressed like it's time for sacrifices," another replied. The little horde squelched closer, muttering between each other about the overall likelihood of Vala's cultist status, until finally they stopped near her. Shoggy 7 (designated as such for no other reason than their mun's insane attempts to keep track of them) piped, "Hello! Welcome to Hogwarts!" The others piped their own hellos, and blinked at Vala curiously, aside from Shoggy 23 in the back of the little horde, which called out, "I like your bouncy-parts!"
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