[Kenzaki] RecoveringestiroseSeptember 25 2006, 01:10:40 UTC
KENZAKI ENTERS.
Kenzaki was slowly recovering from his ordeal of the previous night. However, being active and only tired out from his experience meant that he didn't want to stay down like everybody wanted him to.
Besides, he'd dreamed of the King of Spades, who'd taunted him once *again* about his lingering ties to the human world. He'd resolutely ignored the other Undead.
So he'd escaped Ripuri's mother henning (something he was sure he'd hear about later) and started wandering, making sure everything was okay in the area. He was sure everybody knew about his ability to turn into Scarab Undead was out now, but he felt more comfortable roaming about in his human form during the day.
He stopped at the clearing that he, Mei-san, and Jon-kun had visited, hearing activity at the old bunker they'd found. Curious, he poked his head in, and was relieved to see just Jakkuson-san. "Jakkuson-san, good morning."
[Jon] InsomniacsophiedbSeptember 25 2006, 21:57:35 UTC
It took most of the night before he'd admit it, but Jon couldn't sleep. He knew he needed it, and wandering the halls could have meant talking to people on watch, so he stuck to his bed and gave the land of Nod his best shot.. but he was also too angry about the Wraith attacks and worried about what the hell was going on in the back of his mind to get there. The few instances when he might have were quickly rejected by his paranoid subconscious, or so it seemed: the gaps between those apparently frequent glances at his watch seemed to vary from a few seconds to a good half-hour. Either way it didn't make for a particularly happy not-teenager.
Finally Jon decided to pack in the whole idea. Sleep wasn't going to happen and he was damned if he was going to listen to whoever that was over there snoring all night. Re-running Simpsons episodes in his head was actually getting boringHe slipped into his clothes and silently padded out of the room, closing the door with the smallest of clicks before heading to the control room. Either Daniel
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[Daniel] Always a Worker BeefikgirlSeptember 26 2006, 01:00:49 UTC
"Good morning, Jon," Daniel greeted the young man. "You're up early."
"So are you," Jon said. He stared at Daniel as if waiting for something, and Daniel stared curiously back. "Coffee?"
"Coffee?" Daniel perked up at the word. The adrenaline fueled anger and frustration of the night were wearing off and coffee sounded like the perfect pick me up.
"Yeah, coffee. Just the thing for an overworked archaeologist who doesn't know when to quit."
"I can't afford to quit," Daniel corrected Jon, then wondered if the other realized that Daniel sounded remarkably like Jack. He held up a hand to forestall argument, "Just a minute, I wanted to ask Kenzaki a question."
Seeing that Jon was going to let him get a word in without criticizing his sleep habits -- or lack thereof -- Daniel turned to Kenzaki and addressed him in Japanese. "I'm actually glad to see you here this morning, Kenzaki. If you're feeling better, I have a question and a favor: are you able to transform anytime that you'd like or is it simply a nighttime thing? And if it's not
( ... )
[Kenzaki] Never a droneestiroseSeptember 26 2006, 22:07:43 UTC
Ken knew that they'd have to interrogate the prisoners at some point, and was surprised that they hadn't done it yet. He wasn't sure what to expect from an interrogation, but if all he had to do was stand there, he could possibly do it
( ... )
[McKay] Homecominglost_mckaySeptember 25 2006, 01:56:59 UTC
ENTER MCKAY
Rodney returned to the facility, his feet dragging. The adrenaline had passed, and now, the only thing that kept him awake was the fact that he was, indeed, moving. In his hand, a pistol rested, no holster for it yet.
He walked slowly, his steps took him towards the control room, and poking his head in, searched for Daniel, or any face he'd consider friendly. He didn't know that Daniel was trying his hand at crystal technology (a skill that took him time to learn, much less perfect, and he had a PhD in mechanical engineering), and if he had known, would be more than a little put out...
Ah well...
Bed called, and he was interested in answering that particular call, and unless something required his attention (coupled with a cup of coffee put into his hand), he was more than ready for dreamland.
[George] Test CasessinanjuSeptember 25 2006, 07:02:41 UTC
George stopped and looked down at the pile of wraith corpses not far outside the bunker. They'd collected all of them, even the one the stinky pirate had killed inside the bunker. Well, all but the one Isabel had apparently blasted into vapor. George wasn't going to try to look for that one until daylight
( ... )
Re: [George] Test Casesraelle_kendrinSeptember 28 2006, 11:57:41 UTC
"What are you doing?"
The question came from the trees not far beyond the pile of Wraith corpses. Emerging otherwise silently from between the trunks, Raelle's head was canted slightly to the left as she observed the exceedingly strange antics of the blonde Earther. For her own part, she'd rather faded into the woodwork for a while in the aftermath of the Wraith attack. McKay had passed out in some room somewhere in the bunker. But, Raelle's body was still set to Atlantis time, which meant night here had still been 'day' for her. So, she'd gone out to try to figure out just where the hell she was.
She wasn't at all successful, in that regard. And it frustrated her. Still, she wasn't the type to take it out on others, particularly strangers.
Of course, the young Athosian could hardly be expected to see the ghost of a Wraith. (How's that for something of an oxymoron? 'Ghost' of a Wraith?! Huhn.) And, to be fair, the only 'reapers' she'd had the unwelcome privilege of meeting before now were typically in the guise of the corpses the
( ... )
[George] Test CasessinanjuSeptember 29 2006, 02:50:43 UTC
George glanced up, surprised by the question. It was...the woman the Wraiths had been chasing when they showed up. George had heard her name, but frankly she'd had other things on her mind. She didn't remember the woman's name now
( ... )
Re: [George] Test Casesraelle_kendrinSeptember 29 2006, 03:36:24 UTC
"Souls?"
The Wraith have soulsRaelle looked clearly skeptical, a brow arched dryly. And yet, she could concede, since she'd spent far too much time in the Atlantis labs not to, that there was human DNA in their genetic make-up. That being the case... Perhaps they did have souls
( ... )
OOC: I don't know where exactly Daniel is to say she ran into him but she's def gonna want in on the interrogation.
IC: ENTER AIDEN
Aiden had now come to the conclusion that she wasn't going to be sleeping tonight. She sighed. This was not the kind of place she wanted to pull an all nighter, or the circumstances. No, in her opnion this was the kind of nightmareland she'd rather sleep through. But things were as they were.
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Kenzaki was slowly recovering from his ordeal of the previous night. However, being active and only tired out from his experience meant that he didn't want to stay down like everybody wanted him to.
Besides, he'd dreamed of the King of Spades, who'd taunted him once *again* about his lingering ties to the human world. He'd resolutely ignored the other Undead.
So he'd escaped Ripuri's mother henning (something he was sure he'd hear about later) and started wandering, making sure everything was okay in the area. He was sure everybody knew about his ability to turn into Scarab Undead was out now, but he felt more comfortable roaming about in his human form during the day.
He stopped at the clearing that he, Mei-san, and Jon-kun had visited, hearing activity at the old bunker they'd found. Curious, he poked his head in, and was relieved to see just Jakkuson-san. "Jakkuson-san, good morning."
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Finally Jon decided to pack in the whole idea. Sleep wasn't going to happen and he was damned if he was going to listen to whoever that was over there snoring all night. Re-running Simpsons episodes in his head was actually getting boringHe slipped into his clothes and silently padded out of the room, closing the door with the smallest of clicks before heading to the control room. Either Daniel ( ... )
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"So are you," Jon said. He stared at Daniel as if waiting for something, and Daniel stared curiously back. "Coffee?"
"Coffee?" Daniel perked up at the word. The adrenaline fueled anger and frustration of the night were wearing off and coffee sounded like the perfect pick me up.
"Yeah, coffee. Just the thing for an overworked archaeologist who doesn't know when to quit."
"I can't afford to quit," Daniel corrected Jon, then wondered if the other realized that Daniel sounded remarkably like Jack. He held up a hand to forestall argument, "Just a minute, I wanted to ask Kenzaki a question."
Seeing that Jon was going to let him get a word in without criticizing his sleep habits -- or lack thereof -- Daniel turned to Kenzaki and addressed him in Japanese. "I'm actually glad to see you here this morning, Kenzaki. If you're feeling better, I have a question and a favor: are you able to transform anytime that you'd like or is it simply a nighttime thing? And if it's not ( ... )
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Rodney returned to the facility, his feet dragging. The adrenaline had passed, and now, the only thing that kept him awake was the fact that he was, indeed, moving. In his hand, a pistol rested, no holster for it yet.
He walked slowly, his steps took him towards the control room, and poking his head in, searched for Daniel, or any face he'd consider friendly. He didn't know that Daniel was trying his hand at crystal technology (a skill that took him time to learn, much less perfect, and he had a PhD in mechanical engineering), and if he had known, would be more than a little put out...
Ah well...
Bed called, and he was interested in answering that particular call, and unless something required his attention (coupled with a cup of coffee put into his hand), he was more than ready for dreamland.
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The question came from the trees not far beyond the pile of Wraith corpses. Emerging otherwise silently from between the trunks, Raelle's head was canted slightly to the left as she observed the exceedingly strange antics of the blonde Earther. For her own part, she'd rather faded into the woodwork for a while in the aftermath of the Wraith attack. McKay had passed out in some room somewhere in the bunker. But, Raelle's body was still set to Atlantis time, which meant night here had still been 'day' for her. So, she'd gone out to try to figure out just where the hell she was.
She wasn't at all successful, in that regard. And it frustrated her. Still, she wasn't the type to take it out on others, particularly strangers.
Of course, the young Athosian could hardly be expected to see the ghost of a Wraith. (How's that for something of an oxymoron? 'Ghost' of a Wraith?! Huhn.) And, to be fair, the only 'reapers' she'd had the unwelcome privilege of meeting before now were typically in the guise of the corpses the ( ... )
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The Wraith have soulsRaelle looked clearly skeptical, a brow arched dryly. And yet, she could concede, since she'd spent far too much time in the Atlantis labs not to, that there was human DNA in their genetic make-up. That being the case... Perhaps they did have souls ( ... )
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IC: ENTER AIDEN
Aiden had now come to the conclusion that she wasn't going to be sleeping tonight. She sighed. This was not the kind of place she wanted to pull an all nighter, or the circumstances. No, in her opnion this was the kind of nightmareland she'd rather sleep through. But things were as they were.
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