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Stacy's voice rang out through the corridors of the ship, announcing that a message had been received and would be played on the Obs Deck momentarily.
The message was patched through a few minutes later, shown on a holographic screen. It was shot in very poor video, from a very old communicator frequency.
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A plea for help. )
The half-zenithian stood mostly silent watching the nerds herd distinguished chosen few get ready for the mission, her hands holding her sword. Should anyone require an item mule extra hands, they only had to ask her.
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Her mission was to guard all of them and that, by some extension, also meant their belongings. She eyed the half-closed duffle bag before returning her look at him. Somehow that bag reminded her of an old friend who also had a tenancy to over-stuff his bags with items only to get the rest of them to carry it.
"I'm waiting for all of you to finish your preparations," she stated simply. There were a few seconds of silence before she then added, "do you need me to help with anything?"
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Funny that it was still just as awkward now as it was the first time. Luckily for him, his job didn't necessarily require military-types liking him. The indigenous population, on the other hand...
Daniel visibly relaxed when she continued. So she got what he was asking, thank God. She also wasn't blowing him off. Although he was getting the feeling that she'd waited those few seconds longer on purpose.
"Yeah, actually, I could use your help with this," Daniel indicated the bag he was barely keeping from exploding with his knee.
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"Do you wish me me to help carry it for you?" Her tone didn't appear to be mocking him. In fact, it had a neutral undertone that might remind Daniel of Teal'C's. "It shouldn't pose much of a problem to me." Again, it wasn't mocking or questioning his strength. She had already put the sword back into its sheath behind her and looked at him expectantly for his approval before doing anything.
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Besides, if something came up, they'd need those military-types to do their military-thing. Being able to duck and cover would be good.
Daniel motioned again to the bag, specifically the sides he was trying to pin in place with his knee. "I think I can handle that part: I just need help closing it. Could you hold these as close together while I zip it?"
And then silently hope he didn't break the zipper right in front of her.
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"..." It still took a bit of skill to make Sofia at a loss of words, especially considering she talked to little. She had guessed incorrectly, but was still more than willing to help. "...very well." Both sides of the bag were grabbed and pushed moved together, allowing the scientist to move the zipper with more ease.
Hopefully nothing would tear from it.
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She agreed after a moment (a long, silent moment). The archaeologist stepped aside. She pulled it together, and carefully and slowly, Daniel struggled to get the zipper across. Once or twice it caught, but luckily for him, it didn't break off. After some very careful zipping and pulling, the bag closed. Close to bursting but closed. He wasn't looking forward to trying this again before they left the planet but he'd figure it out when they came to it.
Daniel got up, giving her a small smile. "Thank you. You're a life saver." Nothing would have been more embarrassing than getting stuck battling with the duffel bag and then getting left behind on Stacy while everyone else went ahead. "Sorry, Doctor Jackson, by the way." He held out a hand.
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"Doctor," she greeted, shaking the hand back with a firm grip. "My name is Sofia. I do not have a last name. It is interesting to see so many Doctors on this ship." While that last phrase sounded innocent enough, it was spoken with unfortunate ignorance. Sofia still had much to learn about modern life, and with so much information, the little details were easy to lose in the cracks. Living in a world where technology was barely present and clerics preformed the healing ceremonies (or in Sofia's case, could cast healing magic), the word Doctor had been new to her after being awoken. Therefore it seemed a logical conclusion as any that many carried this name, as strange as it was.
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