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14 stood on the balcony of his rooms, watching the second moon rise from the west. His hands were clasped behind his back and he wore a beige turtle neck knit sweater and khaki slacks. The Tau'ri certainly had a wide and comfortable selection of clothes that suited his taste nicely. And with the arrival of 20, 21 and 22 came even more Tau'ri ( Read more... )

Ba'al clone 15 smiled as he studied his...guests. It really was a shame that the Tau'ri killed Astarte. Even thinking it made him burn with rage. His beloved was dead. Gone. Forever lost to him. Because of herEyes narrowed, Ba'al spoke. "You will tell us what you did to our Queen and then you will feel her pain a thousand fold ( Read more... )

Ba'al stared at the stargate then turned to the dozen Jaffa behind him. "We are walking into a trap. The chances of any of us surviving are slim. This is why my brothers were awakened." Ba'al looked up at clone 14, who stood above them on the balcony of their suite in the palace. "One of them will remain here. The other is already in position in ( Read more... )

Ba'al read the text message--for lack of a better term--sent by his 'father' on Earth.

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Ba'al stared down at the communications ball pensively. Steven was late in his report. This could be explained by Astarte still in possession of Steven's communication ball, but ( Read more... )

Ba'al stared at the stasis jar. He hated having Astarte confined like this, but there was no host so no option. It was a very near thing that she did not die when her Jaffa rebelled against her. As it was, her host was injured beyond even the healing power of the sarcophagus. Before she was removed, he promised to find another host and he would. Ba ( Read more... )

It was nearing the time for Steven to call with his report. This would be the first of such reports since his arrival in this galaxy and Ba'al would admit, if only to himself, that he worried about Steven's safety while they spoke ( Read more... )

Ba'al watched his loyal Jaffa and human servants quickly erect what would be his palace. Things were running quite smoothly. He had several of his humans scout out some of the worlds the previous Trust spy had recovered for him ( Read more... )

It had taken some time, but he had finally done it. He had outfitted one of his ships with an Asgard hyperdrive and was now on his way to the Pegasus Galaxy and Atlantis.

Well, perhaps not Atlantis. Not yet. He had a very loyal servant planted there now and he would keep his Lord appraised. For now he would find an uninhabited world to set up base ( Read more... )