Fic: Goa'uld!Adam

Nov 05, 2011 14:52

So, in the interests of trying to actually get this finished, I'm reposting this WiP and going to try and finish it in comment-fic form - if you leave a comment, I'll try and write the next section as a comment fic (unless you ask me not to). =)


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akavertigo November 6 2011, 17:01:34 UTC
!!!!!!!!!!!

I DON'T KNOW WHY THIS HAPPENING BUT I THANK THE TINY, TWINKING GODS THAT LIVE IN YOUR HEAD.

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aramuin November 7 2011, 20:41:29 UTC
Okay, Adam is attractive. Kris can admit that (to himself ( ... )

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akavertigo November 7 2011, 20:55:15 UTC
Clearly now is the time for the mad monkey dance of glee.

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aramuin November 7 2011, 20:57:42 UTC
...and the pysch evaluation.

Don't forget the pysch evaluation. =.=

Still, probably not too many parts left. I hope, I hope, I hope<.i>.

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akavertigo November 8 2011, 19:29:37 UTC
Y-you and your evil cliffhangers.

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aramuin November 9 2011, 01:54:18 UTC
The Seal on Adam's Stargate is a complicated mix of solid form technology and bio-dynamic energy fields. It's not Goa'uld technology, not even Anquietas but a complex hybrid of nearly six different technologies. It would have taken massive resources and so much time that only an utter conviction that Adam needed to be caged could explain it ( ... )

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akavertigo November 9 2011, 04:01:25 UTC
From Bringing Home His Soul:

Lonely, I have gone to bed having lit the fire. My soul has been a restless bird that leaves to seek itself…He may be tossed by storms of whirling sand or riding a hot wind above dunes. Far from here his voice may ring through the forests from the branches of a mango. By the Nile he may wait silent among the reeds, catfish spawning as he sleeps, his head tucked in his wing. If you see him, send him home to me. The heart is uncertain country.I must rise, call the musicians and priests. I must have henna for the heads of dancers. I cannot dream like the idle, sleepless dead. I must rise and stir the fire. Burn moly and saffron, remember my prayers. The smoke of incense will bring him home… Perhaps now he hovers near, flurry of dark wings beating the door; or he follows the rivers and canals of gods, leading them through mountains; or he binds the souls to the rags of mummies, filling dry hands with balsam ( ... )

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aramuin December 27 2011, 02:25:14 UTC
=/=

R’cliff is punished, of course.

The punishment is intended for Kris’ benefit, of course.

Adam marches Kris out to the square where R’cliff is bound to the frame with his back bared to the lash. Two Jaffa flank him every second and one of the priests, an oily little man who Kris doesn’t know and doesn’t like. The priest has a nasal whine of a voice and Kris understands every word he says.

This is the fate of a traitor. See the wrath of your God and be humbled. See the punishment due to those who fail and repent. See the traitor break and wonder at your God’s infinite mercy.Kris honestly believes Adam will kill the Jaffa. He should have known better. Adam is nothing like that merciful ( ... )

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