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Jul 07, 2008 02:14

who; Jack O'Neill & The Supreme One
where; present base
what; where is your god now

Shit had gone down at the party. Jack had really, really been hoping shit wouldn't go down, but it did (of course) and now there was the aftermath to deal with. People were dead, more were in the infirmary (suddenly the surplus of doctors wasn't so hilarious), and some -- well, the guards were checking the auditorium for the other some, hoping to find survivors who maybe weren't strong enough to make it out themselves.

He checked in on the teams there, but made himself scarce quickly to avoid getting in their way. There was more damage in other places to check out, and places that didn't even exist anymore because they were in the future now. Or something. He didn't have a damn clue what was going on, here.

The corridor he was walking along now was empty, and relatively undamaged. He knew there was a computer lab up ahead somewhere, or at least, there was a few days ago. Maybe those kids were there needing help.

Or maybe someone else was around the next corner.

the supreme one, jack o'neill, no time like the present

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