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(Grim Reaper?) Faith thought, (There’s one I haven’t heard before. Takes all kinds, I guess.)
“A. Grim. Reaper?” Daniel was trying hard, but Faith could hear – and see – the man’s disbelief. And if she could see it when she had only just met him, she supposed he was a lot like a siren going off to George. (And John too,) Faith decided as she cast a glance at the other man, noting his stoic face and calm acceptance of George’s words.
Faith shook her head, but grinned lazily at Daniel, “All that vampire stuff just went right over your head didn’t it?” She turned the amused grin to George, “Always thought you were supposed to have a black cape and a wicked sickle. Be a skeleton too, but I guess that’s right up there with vampires turning into bats, huh? Except Dracula. I hear he did the whole bat and smoke thing.”
“Vampires?” Daniel asked, with that same level tone which said that he wasn’t precisely certain how serious to take Faith’s – or George’s words – or how not seriously to take them.
With a sigh, Faith rolled her shoulders. If George was really a Grim Reaper (and wouldn’t Giles and Wes be all over that like the clap on a cheap ho), then her supernatural weirdness couldn’t be anything to hide. (‘Sides, the Doc told me to tell them my story.) She looked mostly at Daniel, but included John and George in her gaze, “Pay attention, ‘cause I’m only gonna say this once. Vampires are real. Demons are real. All those things that go bump in the night that you think were just kid stories and scary movie shit, all of it’s real. And if all that’s real, who’s to say that our girl Georgie isn’t all about what she says she is?
“But for the record, Georgie, considering that those two Watchers had threatened to put a friend of mine outta commission if I didn’t play their reindeer games, I don’t really give a damn if they do stay trapped in their rotting bodies for the rest of eternity. But Johnson and the pilot, they don’t deserve that.”
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Date: 2006-04-26 04:16 pm (UTC)Daniel gets a wake-up call like Rodney!
[Quentin] Welcome to my life (Tag Faith, George, Daniel, Locke, open)
Date: 2006-04-26 05:03 pm (UTC)What Quentin heard when he caught up to the group made him stop dead in his tracks. Daniel had just said one word, but it was enough: "Vampires?"
Trying not to show his discomfort, Quentin joined the group as Faith rattled off the list of things that she knew to be real...vampires, demons, other scary movie shit. Quentin heard the unsaid "werewolves" among the list.
"Don't tell me there is a vampire on this island," Quentin said when Faith finished. "I mean, a polar bear can sorta be explained, a grim reaper would be expected being the carnage we all survived..." (not one so beautiful, however) Quentin added mentally, "...but a vampire? Or was one of those 'others' that attacked a few nights back sporting some extra sharp chompers?"
The warrior look and the knowledge of vampires made it all add up in Quentin's mind: Faith was a vampire slayer. Barnabas lived in fear of someone he had called "The Slayer" ever since he came back from a trip he and Julia had taken to California. But...weren't Faith and Mara headed to London?
[Daniel] Welcome to my life (Tag Faith, George, Quentin, Locke, open)
Date: 2006-04-26 05:42 pm (UTC)“Do you give yourself a hard-on when you talk like that?”
Faith’s question flew so far from the left field, that for a moment, Daniel could only gape at her as he felt his ears go red. “What? No!”
The young woman’s smug smile didn’t help matters any, but evidently she was done having her fun with Daniel so she turned to study Quentin. “I haven’t seen the signs of any vamps around. But don’t worry, if I do, I’ll take care of it.”
OOC giggles
Date: 2006-04-26 05:45 pm (UTC)ROTFLMAO!
[Quentin] Welcome to my life (Tag Faith, George, Daniel, Locke, open)
Date: 2006-04-26 11:35 pm (UTC)Quentin decided to go out on a limb and find out. If people were to somehow find out about his secret, it likely wouldn't go over too well, portrait or no portrait.
"You say that so nonchalantly Faith," Quentin replied with a large grin. "It makes me wonder what other kinds of things you've run in to. What happens if we get the whole Universal Monsters lineup after us? Something tells me that those guns Daniel and the seargent are carrying around don't have silver bullets in case we get jumped by the wolfman."
Quentin hoped that he had been successful in coming off flippant. The last thing he needed was them putting the terms 'wolfman' and 'Quentin' together and trying to see if Daniel's pistol would fire a home made silver bullet. Quentin was unsure if the portrait left him immune to silver, and he was certainly not in the mood to experiment.
[Faith] Welcome to my life (Tag Quentin, George, Daniel, Locke, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 01:45 am (UTC)[Quentin] Wolfman's got nards? (Tag Faith, George, Daniel, Locke, Methos, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 02:10 am (UTC)For the first time in over a hundred years, Quentin began to dread the full moon. Not knowing exactly when it was due made things all the worse.
"Well, is that a fact?" Quentin quipped to Faith. "So, do the movies do the legend of the werewolf justice, or does he get a bad rap?" More flippancy. Somehow Quentin got the feeling that Faith wasn't buying the act...the look she had given him told him that she suspected something was up. Time to change the subject.
"So anyways... Daniel, will there be room for me on this expedition? Dr. Pierson had also shown an interest in making a trip out to the highlands in search of some herbal remedies, in fact I believe he was preparing medical supplies for such a trip." Quentin gestured over towards the infirmary, where Methos was trying his best to act nonchalant while gathering some basic first aid supplies. So far Dr. House was completely oblivious, too wrapped up in his withdrawal to notice anything else.
Quentin gave the group a large smile. Behind the smile, his mind was racing, hoping that his sudden panic was for naught.
[Faith] Mission Primer (Tag Quetin, George, Daniel, Locke, Methos, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 02:27 am (UTC)(Guess we'll know that jig soon enough when the full moon hits,) Faith thought.
Before she could answer the question, he turned to Daniel asking about the mission.
"That's up to Faith and George. It's their mission now," Daniel said simply.
"What?" George asked.
"Fuck no," Faith said at the same time. For the first time since running into the survivors of Tara's plane crash, Faith felt off center. She held up her hands as if in surrender, or more rather warding off blows. "No fucking way, Daniel. I am not a leader. I'm more of a go find it and fight it, kind. Sorta a private contractor. I don't lead people anywhere, and you don't want anybody followin' me anyway."
Daniel studied her for a long moment, the intense scrutiny in his eyes making Faith feel like she was being dressed down by Giles again. She forced herself to hold his gaze and not fidget, surprised that anyone, other than Angel or Giles, could make her feel the need to squirm. "But you know where the plane is."
(Damn, now I know why you're the Big Man on Campus,) Faith thought.
"Yeah, so?"
"You also have plenty of fighting experience, defensive and offensive?"
"I haven't exactly made that a secret, you know?"
"That makes you the most qualified to lead. And considering how George has business with the deceased, then she's - well, consider her your second-in-command." Daniel replaced his sunglasses, "From the sound of things, it looks like you might already have a team forming up."
Faith blinked at the man then looked around the assembly. "Is he always like this?"
[Blaise] Mission Primer (Tag George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 03:27 am (UTC)Blaise's grin just grew broader. "The first rule of leadership--learn to delegate. If someone else can do the job as well or better than you can, let them do it. In this case, that means you and George."
[Blaise] Surprise Fatigue (tag George, Faith, Daniel, Locke)
Date: 2006-04-26 05:12 pm (UTC)General Hammond had shaken his hand and welcomed him aboard. Then his aide had handed Blaise a huge stack of files to read. Summaries of key SG team missions; introductions to the Goa'uld, Tok'ra, Ancients, Asgard, Replicators, Ascended beings, and more. By the time he saw the Stargate itself in operation he'd been thoroughly jaded.
Still, something George had said itched at his memory. That--and the way she'd looked to Locke for backup and his calm acceptance to her revelation. Blaise snapped his fingers. "You knew," he accused Locke. "Didn't you?"
Locke just nodded calmly. "Yes," he said.
Blaise glanced at Dr. Jackson. "When we saw the pilot of 815 taken by the smoke thing, George insisted on looking for him. John accompanied her." Now he spoke to George. "You insisted that he might be alive, but you didn't believe that at all, did you?"
George squirmed under his gaze. "No..." she admitted. "But I wasn't about to tell you the truth, then."
Locke now. "So you saw her, what, collect the pilot's soul?"
"Reap," George said. Blaise glanced at her. Her initial anxiety had faded now that she'd made her claim. He nodded. "Reaped," he repeated.
Locke said, "I didn't see much. But based on what I did see and hear, I believe her."
[Locke] Vouching for the undead (tag George, Faith, Daniel, open)
Date: 2006-04-26 05:18 pm (UTC)"Also, Emerson has fought vampires in Santa Carla. He said that the town is infested with them." Locke widened his gaze to include the others. "Apparently vampires like California." To Faith he added, "I've encountered a few grim reapers. No scythes or black robes. They're all quite attractive."
[George] Incoming WTF! (tag Daniel, open)
Date: 2006-04-26 09:20 pm (UTC)"Look," George said, "I know this is hard to accept, but listen. I reaped Major Powell on the beach after the crash. When people cross over, the doorway always personal. Powell walked through a doorway I've never seen before. It looked like...a big circle of water standing on edge. I don't know what the fuck it was, but he recognized it."
George caught Blaise's momentary glance at Dr. Jackson and knew she'd hit paydirt. "Powell wouldn't tell me what it was, or what the 'SGC' patch on his jacket meant, either. But I bet you guys know. How would I know about that if I hadn't seen it?"
[Daniel] The Mysteries of the Universe (tag George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 02:06 am (UTC)(Grim reapers exist, reaping the souls of the dead. I wonder if every system lord got their own personal one with all the sarcophagi floating around,) Daniel thought.
Vampires, demons, grim reapers ... Daniel felt the scholar coming out, and he forcibly repressed the urge to start interviewing George and Faith.
He looked carefully between Faith and George. He had no doubt Faith could handle whatever was out there in the jungle; George was determined, but she wasn't a fighter by any stretch of the imagination. They had been formulating plans for a salvage mission, so even if George was delusional or psychic (And you know she's not) then where was the harm?
"How soon would you be ready to lead an expedition, Faith?"
The warrior brunette shrugged, "Whenever. I'd kinda like to get some sleep tonight you know seeing how Mara and I walked all the way to your camp today."
"I'd like you to wait until the Doctor's team returns. I don't like the idea of having two groups out there. And it will be a team going," Daniel made it clear, mostly to Faith, that the last was not negotiable.
[Locke] Not off the hook (tag Carlos, Quentin, Daniel, George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 03:23 pm (UTC)Daniel had also maneuvered around George's question about Powell's SGC patch. Locke decided to give him a nudge. "Makes sense," he commented about not having two groups in the field. He studied the soldier/scholar for a moment. "What is this SGC, Daniel?"
[Daniel] Not off the hook (tag Quentin, Locke, George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 06:00 pm (UTC)Faith snorted. "It's not so secret if you're tellin' us about it."
"It is if you don't know where it is," Daniel replied. He kept a straight face and didn't look at Blaise once. He knew that not a single person there bought that explanation. Daniel just hoped that they realized it was all the explanation that he was willing to give. It wasn't time yet to throw all his cards on the table; eventually, he knew that it would be ... but the longer he could avoid having to line fifty people up to sign non-disclosures, the happier everyone would be.
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Date: 2006-04-27 06:30 pm (UTC)[George] The Odd Couple (tag Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 06:41 pm (UTC)"...and Quentin and Dr. Pierson and probably Carlos," George added. She suspected Carlos wasn't about to let her go off into the wild without him. And that was fine by her.
Re: [George] The Odd Couple (tag Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-27 06:44 pm (UTC)[Faith] Who? (tag George, open)
Date: 2006-04-28 12:51 am (UTC)[Blaise] Who? (tag George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-28 01:12 am (UTC)He was rewarded with a deadly glare and laughed. "Sorry, George, but you blush so prettily." And she was blushing now, which really diminished the effect of the glare. But that was enough teasing.
Blaise looked at Faith. "Carlos is another survivor. He was alone in the jungle for the first few days, and only joined us here on the beach recently. Ex-military, too, so he's been a handy addition to the watch rotation. I expect he'll want to go along to keep an eye on George."
[Quentinl] Not off the hook (tag Daniel, Locke, George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-29 01:00 am (UTC)Quentin gave Daniel his polished 'gotcha' smile as he spoke. "I've been racking my brains since we first met just *where* I had heard your name before Daniel, and I think I've got it. You're the infamous archaeologist that flamed out a promising career by suggesting the Egyptian pyramids were built as landing platforms for alien spacecraft."
Quentin was enjoying the looks that people were giving Daniel, but he was not finished. "So, can I assume that your association with the military and the intense secrecy that seems to surround those 3 letters means that your theory might not have been as far out as most people thought? I mean, on this island it seems all bets are off as far as what we should and shouldn't expect."
(OOC- Just wait til Quentin mentions his familiarity with Ra...then Daniel will *really* squirm)
OOC applause
Date: 2006-04-29 01:27 pm (UTC)[Daniel] Not off the hook (tag Quentin, Locke, George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-29 09:47 pm (UTC)Daniel gave a tired half-smile. "Actually the theory stated that there was evidence of a cross-pollination of early cultures that could possibly have been influenced by an external source, which is plausible when one considers the evidence that ancient civilizations, particularly Egyptian, is older than historians assert."
Daniel didn't actually expect that anyone heard much of what he said beyond the first few words, but it didn't really matter. He didn't know why precisely Quentin felt the need to bring up something of *that* nature, no matter what his suppositions. He certainly couldn't think that Daniel was going to tell a beach full of people, normal people with every day lives for the most part, that aliens had influenced early human development and visited earth for countless centuries.
"I currrently work for the United States Air Force in a linguistic capacity," Daniel went on. "Unfortunately a good portion of the work I do, including locations and bases, is confidential and protected under provisions of national security.
"My work, past or present, has no bearing on this island, however. But I would safely say that this place has proven to be unusual enough that we really should brace ourselves for the unexpected. But I think that most people have figured that out."
He gave Quentin a hard look. If Quentin wanted to spout theories, and debate Daniel in private that was fine. If he wanted Daniel to reveal the Stargate Program to the entire island, the man had another think coming.
[Quentin] Not off the hook (tag Daniel, Locke, George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-04-30 12:11 am (UTC)As Daniel continued with his cover story, Quentin did his best to keep from rolling his eyes at the obvious obfuscation. It was obvious that trying to drag something out of Daniel at this time was a lost cause, and the look that Quentin earned put the exclamation point on that. Perhaps at a later time Quentin would bring it up in private.
"At least I was right, you are the person I thought you were. Secret government involvement aside, you are an expert in ancient Egyptian culture. One of these days I will have to ask you about Ra worship, and people coming back after apparently dying during a Ra worship ceremony."
[Daniel] Definitely Interested (tag Quentin, Locke, George, Faith, open)
Date: 2006-05-01 12:04 am (UTC)[Carlos] OK....? (tag George, Faith, Daniel, Locke, Blaise, open)
Date: 2006-04-26 06:17 pm (UTC)Footsteps in the sand behind him. He saw Amanda, eyeing him. /Jesus. Well, George did warn me./ He made a point of ignoring her as he heel-sat in the sand and started working on the mat again, casting glances at George to see how she was doing. She was tough, but that was a big crowd and considering its constituents, something had to be up.