18th January 2000
00:40 GMT -5
"I did-"
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"-warn you. We're-"
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"-solitary symbiotes thousands-"
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"-of years old. Okay, if you-"
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"-keep screaming I'm going to cut you off, al-"
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"-right?"
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"Better?"
It has helped me to learn what it is like to be a host.
"Are you continuing to suffer, I meant? I have no desire to make you suffer."
I have learned things that I would be more comfortable not knowing.
"Speaking for myself, I'd rather know the truth than remain happily ignorant, but I've seen your homeworld. I know some people who might be able to erase your memory once the trial is over if you want me to introduce you."
No. I would rather know.
"Aren't
you a treasure? If you ever tire of the forest idyll, you're welcome to visit Syrania. We could use a healer with your abilities."
Can you go back to your own body, please.
"Yes." I open the screen-wall and step out into the ward. "In two minutes."
…
Why?
"Because the most important part of learning what it's like to host a goa'uld is learning that you're not in control of what happens any longer. Humans we take as hosts expect our thoughts to be unnerving. They expect direct communion to be a shock. Humans like Skaara expect the
thing controlling them to be evil. But not having control any longer? Not being able to control your own motions? Every instinct rebels against it."
I do not understand what you are trying to make me think. Do you want to make me think that the goa'uld are evil?
"
I want to make you respond! We've been doing this to people for tens of thousands of years and even
I don't have the moral instincts that might make me empathic enough to see anything wrong with it. Do you?"
I felt how you feel. It was horrible.
"Well guess
what? You could do something about it. You wouldn't even need to fight yourself. You could walk into the Tau'ri's command centre tomorrow and offer to cure death for any corpse they could recover. You could do that for the Tok'Ra. But you don't. You won't. You think I'm horrible? I think you're
contemptible."
Colonel Cromwell and.. Teal'c are standing by the door. Teal'c is as impassive as ever, but Cromwell looks mildly amused.
"Talking to yourself isn't usually a good sign."
"Just giving the hippy a piece of my mind."
He raises an eyebrow. "They can
hear you?"
Yes.
"She says 'yes'."
Why do you think I am contemptible?
"Isn't it obvious?"
Cromwell shrugs. "Not that I like hippies, but if I was
inside one I'd probably keep a lid on it."
"Not
you,
her. You live a life of indolence. I live to improve the lives of my people, but even before that, I at least tried to improve myself and my position. You just
exist. You could do
anything and instead choose to do
nothing. You could go
anywhere and instead choose to go
nowhere. You could
be anything and instead choose to be
nothing. And if you're inside a hippy-"
I turn her body around and walk back towards me.
"-then you should get out as soon as possible because you don't know where they've been and they probably haven't had their shots."
Cromwell shrugs. "It was a long deployment."
Teal'c raises an eyebrow at him.
Do all goa'uld feel like that?
"We feel whatever our mothers programmed us to feel. But we respect the Ancients and Asgard. I can't think of a single goa'uld who respects
you."
I shove her mouth over mine and have Mammon 2 disconnect itself. I
observe that she's just as stunned by the disconnection as a human host would be as he slithers back into my mouth and
I send him to subspace.
And then I open my eyes, pushing her back slightly as I stand up.
"Learn what you need?"
"
Yes." She nods slowly. "I knew that having a goa'uld inside someone was unpleasant, but I did not understand quite how bad it was. I cannot compass the idea of allowing Klorel to keep possession of Skaara."
I shrug. "Right, but that doesn't resolve anything. He'll just jump in someone else who will be subjected to the same thing. Unless he can't find someone compatible, then he'll probably have the failed hosts killed one after the other. And Apophis will
probably destroy this planet from orbit for daring to stand in judgement over his son."
I start walking towards the door.
"Of course, if we're
really unlucky, then a few Tollan will survive and be taken by Apophis as hosts for his favourite goa'uld followers. Having superior technology than other humans -and better than the goa'uld in some areas- that will herald a new age of oppression for the galaxy as free human worlds and advanced alien worlds are overrun by newly crowned Supreme System Lord Apophis. And the thing is? I doubt that he'll
bother with your world because as far as he knows it's empty. So trot off home, you waste of flesh,
and leave the universe for people who care about it."
And then I sweep out, the picture of an arrogant goa'uld lord. I doubt very much that I'll convince her to change her ways, but-.
There's a
BOOM, and the building shakes-. And then shakes
again as another BOOM shatters the air.
We're under bombardment.
Ring?
The image
appears in my mind. And that's a
big ship, and it has friends with it.
I need to check what the Tollan can do to defend themselves.