<"I'm one of four Queens Engeria careful genetically made individually for survival, to breed children in the event she fell to Ra and to bring hope to her people so they would increase their numbers. Her hope was we would achieve the numbers needed to openly challenge the might of the enemy with many Tok'ra. After I matured I found a second host a murderess sentenced to be buried alive for killing her children and insane, under my imperative when my first host died in battle. I had no choice the Tok'ra can assess the host if they live for the truth in that her mind is unbalanced and I can't repair it fully so have to maintain control however her mind is a bit more stable now. Well the Tok'ra hid my sister Nimue and I on Earth in where you call Britain for a time as she moved us there to avoid Ra. She sent for us after a several years apparently Ra managed to begin a campaign against her so my mother split us up. Nimue is on a small rock world circling a star if you have something to write with I can give the address. The other two one died and the other I don't know. She sent me here the little people from Earth, and masters of an odd science, and some aliens were here moving them off this world as far as they could I think. They put me down here and I suspect sealed the place off and hide it or I would have been found to. All I know is the first people here were from the lands of the Northman and small humans likely an off shoot of the people that were there ,your people, but am no scientist I'm trained as a war leader even if I need time to forge my skills. Now can I get some food and something to drink did you bring any ale by any chance if your going to kill me I'd prefer to not do it hungry?," she spoke in fluent Tok'ra and as clearly as she could in a once over. She's not acting deceptive if they plan to kill her she can get some food and drink first at least and not die hungry or thirsty.

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Lucky simply nodded, "I know this changes everything. We have a new game plan boss? We can't exactly cart her with us checking out the rest of the structure. And I recommend mittens for Ms. Nova, so she can't go pushing any more buttons" He smirked, glancing at Kylie. He lowered his voice "_{Are you buying her story, sir?}"

He'd pulled the others aside far enough (he hoped) that if he spoke low, Tawaret wouldn't overhear him.

"I suppose the Goa'uld can be devious, though I gathered they were more into lording it over everyone," he answered Lucky.

"I kind of am buying her story. Remember, in the case of Hathor, her host wasn't put in suspended animation... only the Goa'uld. The host isn't needed for procreation, just for incubation."

"I'm not sure even Tawaret understands all that went on here. What scares me is that this smacks too much like Snow White and the Seven Dwarves... only it's Tawaret and the 7,000 Dwarves."

"Kylie, did you or Cormac ever calculate how many people this facility was designed to accommodate?"

"The other thing I'm wondering is if the leader of these people is going to be easy to find. I wouldn't think so, not if they were expecting to be attacked by Goa'uld."

"Oh, and here's another thought. All the rest of these people's boxes are being powered by that ZPM thing, aren't they? Why wasn't Tawaret's? Or am I misinterpreting that blinking light that Kylie pushed? Did it mean her chamber was running out of power? Or did it mean something else... something broke down? Or it was finally time? Kind of like an alarm clock."

He waited until there was a pause in the conversation between Sarah and Tawaret, and Sarah looked over at him. He gestured for her to come over. He needed to know if Tawaret knew how to wake these people up. Hell, for that matter, he was wondering if they even could be woken up. Tawaret could be an anomaly; after all, she was a Tok'ra. Unless all of these people were Tok'ra, they could use that as a guideline.

Having been called over by the Major and with the woman now seated, Sarah offers the woman a smile (ignoring her demands for the power play she suspects they are), <"A moment please.">

She then heads over to the Major and relays what was said, "Apparently she is one of four daughters of Queen Engeria genetically modified upon creation to be 'Tok'ra'... I was under the impression this was simply a mental imprint but according to the woman, not so.   She was apparently designed to breed well so that the Tok'ra could challenge the system-lords.

She explained further that she took it upon herself to forcefully take an insane murderess' body when her own fell in battle.  This apparently gave her the 'right' to dominate her host (for how long I'm unsure) rather than share as we might have come to expect.  I'd still expect personality bleed, especially subconsciously, especially considering she was unable to 'repair' the hosts mind.

She also has details and is willing to share information about her sister, Nimune - yes, Nimune of Arthurian legend - and can give us gate coordinates to her last known hiding spot.  Which may help authenticating her story."   Despite her concerns about the woman, she is still trying to gather all the facts.

She is now demanding something to eat.  No doubt after such a long time in stasis, she is thirsty and hungry - though a simple 'please' would have gone a long way."

"Yes, I know it's your job to be suspicious... presumably that's a negotiating thing--never assume that what they say is what they really mean or what they really want," Randall replies to Sarah.

"I tend to take people at face value... until they give me some reason to think otherwise."

"So, the host is human? Is that what she's saying? Or is she a near-human? And the host's mind is murderess, so that's why she's keeping that mind suppressed?"

"That sounds reasonable to me, but then again, we only have Tawaret's word for it."

"Definitely give her some water and food. Lucky, you want to take care of that?"

"Well, the reason I called you over was to ask her about this facility. Does she know if these people can be revived? Does she know how to do that? And does she know who the leader was and where he can be found? I'm thinking we should revive him first so you can do your First Contact thing."

"If Tawaret is a Tok'ra... queen, breeder, whatever... then let Alynita keep on eye on her. What are our other choices? Kill her? We're not killers. Just leave her here? We aren't that cruel--we can't and won't just abandon her. Put her back in the chamber? We don't even know if that's possible, let alone how to do it."

"She's one of the reasons we're out here... to make allies. Just because we don't see any advantage from that yet doesn't mean we shouldn't treat her like one."

She nods to Lucky and gives him a smiles, "Thank Lucky."   Before looking back at the Major, "I don't disagree.  She could be a formidable ally.  Someone trained as a warrior rather than a diplomat or spy... but at the same time, are we ready to let loose a Symbiote generating Queen who has already demonstrated the willingness to force herself on a host and who has spent years absorbing, subconsciously, the mind a murderess?   I'm not sure if the host was human though it was implied given she was in Britain." 

She purses her lips, "The key tool in crafting a believable falsehood is to surround the it in truth."  She shrugs, "If it wasn't reasonable, we'd never believe it.   As to what to do about her... I council caution.   Maybe Alynita, you could shed more light on the matter though?  Again though, I council care, it wold be easy enough to allow the hopes of your symbiote and race to cloud your judgement."

She then nods, "I'll ask her about the facility once Lucky has given her something to eat."

"Me?" Lucas said in surprise. He turned and looked at the Major before quickly composing himself and nodding, "Uh yeah, I mean yessir."

He walked over towards Tawaret, trying to suppress his tentativeness as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple meal replacement bars. He looked at them, picked out a chocolate one and put the others back. He offered it to Tawaret, "They don't look like much, but they taste good." He then pulled his spare canteen from his pack and offered it to her as well. Without thinking, he started to make small talk to try to relax, "So, you were the Lady in the Lake? So what were Arthur and Merlin like?"

Speaking on English <,Thank ye, my kinswoman I know where to send thee to seek her but me thinks it be best to not tell ye in case thou art my enemy. Trust be earned but that woman say she be good so me must trust ye first, verily, trust must come from me first. The food be good but go down better with wine than water. Once you get me to contact with the Tok'ra then ye be more trusted by me. I speak truly and with honest words when I say my host be more tempered than when I met her however her madness is of the flesh not of the spirit. I did not force her she allowed me to use her in return for her aid in my need at the time and when I leave her in time she hopefully will be better and live well. Would your leader prefer I let her die and not help her and in so doing help myself seems odd a choice let both of us die. Anyway Merlin taught me English and Latin by virtue of his artifice and craft. The Pendragon was a powerful and good king verily desired by many a maiden, my lover was Taliesin his Bard and Companion and our daughter ,Gaenor, resided with him when I was summoned forth by my mother to meet her sky ship. It would be nice to find out if she had a good life she was old enough to make leaving hard she criethed so.">

She ate the food and drank the water being very hungry and thirsty.

[OOC: Just to be clear, I'd have note spoken about about Tawaret to the Major where she could hear me - especially given that I know she can understand English.  Not only would it be rude talking 'about' someone in there presence, but it would give away any negotiating stance or indeed Sarah's opinion of the woman.   It is why I posted that she left the woman sitting and went off to the side to the Major.]
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OOC: Yes, I understood that, and I think that's what the Major was doing earlier... Sometimes, you just have to use a bit of common sense.


"I think maybe I missed a briefing back at the SGC," Kylie says. "I thought you were supposed to be our diplomat, Sarah? You sound more like a Goa'uld interrogator."

"We're all a bit suspicious... no, that's not the right word... skeptical? Oh, I know--cautious! But is terrorizing poor Tawaret the best way to deal with her? Didn't we just rescue her?"

"If her host was a murderess, there may have been a good reason for it. As I understand it, that's either cultural or psychological, right? Cultural... or social... she can learn to be better, can't she? In the case of psychological, that would make her a sociopath, right? That's a mind defect. Can't the symbiont cure that?"

"It just sounds like each of them offered a path of survival to the other. Doesn't that count for something?"

"Anyway, other than confirming... somehow... that Tawaret isn't a Goa'uld, have you asked to talk to the host? Remember, Alynita's host doesn't have a mind any more and that had nothing to do with Alynita. But Tawaret's host is still there. If she's truly a Tok'ra, Tawaret will let her speak."

"Tawaret needs out help, just as we need hers. That's where you should be diplomatic."

"Lady, if I was your enemy, you would be dead and never would have seen it coming." Lucky replied, a bit coldly even though he flashed a smirk. "Not my place to decide if you're honest or not. That's for people at a much higher pay grade than me to decide."

He did not understand most of her talk, but tried to take it all in. "Yeah, can't be easy leaving a behind, especially if you knew you wouldn't see her again. Glad I don't have any little ones back on Earth." He considered offering another bar, but held off while she finished. "So I gotta ask, since I'm new to this. What's the difference between Tok'ras and Go'ulds?"

"'poor Tawaret'?  I'd think, Kylie, that you'd be able to take a step back from this and use that scientifically brilliant mind to analyse the situation without emotional bias?   Just because we freed her, does not mean that she was not lawfully and sensibly incarcerated.

"What things 'sound' like is far from a fact.  However,"  And now this to the Major, "If we are to verify any of the story - beyond taking her word for it - We may be able to verify the symbiote's root DNA, this is something Kylie may be able to put her mind to.  We may be able to find records in this place as to why she was incarcerated here.   Talking to the symbiote is, much like any coerced witness, far from a reliable source of evidence. As to the host damage, Kylie.  She says it is not heal-able.  Major, if we have no other evidence, I won't be able to make a decision here.   Taking her back is inadvisable though ultimately it would SGC's decision."

And then finally, "I'm not sure why we'd need her help, Kylie.   She may be able to provide knowledge of this place, but currently there is nothing that needs bargained for.   I can certainly ask - but consider this, if you wanted to gain our trust - what would you ensure you had for self-confessed seekers of knowledge?"


OOC: It is Kylie.  I was just making sure that Tawaret understood as I wasn't sure if her post was referring to comments I'd made.
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While what they were researching had been mostly over his head, technically, he grasped the idea. He still had a hard time 'accepting' that this Tawaret could be from the Arthurian legends he grew up with.

He continued to stand guard over the Tok'ra. Even though they had no proof that she was what she said she was, and certainly his experiences with the Goa'uld were limited, she just didn't feel like a Goa'uld. Yes, it was a 'gut' feeling he had, but his gut was usually right.

He had a pretty good sense of when someone was trying to be manipulative. Not that the SG teams hadn't gotten fooled in the past, but he wasn't getting that sense here. She literally wanted help.

"Things have changed from when you went to sleep, ma'am," he said to her, choosing his words carefully so as not to upset or interfere with Sarah's 'interrogation'. "We have to take certain precautions."

<"Sorry, I was thinking. I suspect things have changed but for me I just want to know if Ra is stilleth around, he was with force hunted my mother and my sisters, with ample resources. See to answer your question Sir Knight a Tok'ra has  memories blocked which are of the enemy and noble memories added altered inside ,I do not know the word in English, deep inside. I was given by mother also sense of a will to survival, a sense of freedom and to have offspring.

I know you worry about my vessel, I fixed her mind and spirit as best as I could and then make a pact to free her when I can provide for her a healthy mind and a good life, and find another vessel willing to take the burden. But your healing I suspect didn't assure curing mental maladies well enough. I will not leave her alone and vulnerable she served me so far well and laughed with me and was sad with me. But she is not as dangerous as she was I do let her be on her own when its safe for others and talk with her, but there are others who speak to her mind as well in those times so I temper her humors.," Tawaret says in English as she finishes her food and some more water.

Sannis found himself in a poor situation now. He wanted to tell her that Ra was dead, and that was the main reason the Tau'ri were out here now. But he vaguely understood that information was possibly leverage, so he left it to Sarah to tell her.

"As you may have figured out already, Sarah is our negotiator," he answers instead. "For the moment, she's the one that can answer your questions."

"Perhaps you can answer a few questions for us. What is this place? Are these people still alive?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you much. I don't even know who Ra is. I assume one of the Go'aulds?" Lucky replied, glancing at Sannis and wondering why the man quickly deferred to Sarah.

Randall thought Sarah was being a bit paranoid, but he'd be the first to admit that the alien environment was way out of his comfort zone.

"Is there anything else you need to ask her?" he said to Sarah. "Can you think of any good reason not to tell her that Ra is dead? I don't see it as a secret that we could keep very well anyway."

She sighs, "Far too much.   And yet where to start?   Can we believe her story?  It feels too convenient and yet... I want to believe it.  Which makes it all the more dangerous."   She shakes her head, "As to telling her about Ra... consider this: an enemy of our enemy is not always our friend.   Someone who finds out someone they fear and is self professedly hiding from - is dead - may be emboldened to act and act against us.   On the other hand, if we tell them it was us, leveraging that information may cause a deeper fear.   I'm willing to try this if you wish but with no evidence at all, we have only trust to fall back on.  And dare you trust someone with an unknown and untrusted symbiote?    Can I suggest we call back to SGC and  request a Tok'ra delegation.   If she is truly their's and she is truly who and what shhe is professing, then she will be immeasurably precious to them.   They'd want immediate access and to protect her as it ensures their entire race's future."

<"Yes, these people are still alive,"> Tawarat answers Sannis. <"Unless a chamber has failed. They are the Nedavil. They went into suspension when they thought the Zeg'ra were going to attack. The Zeg'ra feed on the minds of living beings. It was believed that the suspension would make their minds... inaccessible to the Zeg'ra."

"I was not aware of these Zeg'ra. The name would seem to imply that they are somehow connected to Ra. That is why I asked if Ra still lived. I was hoping that I had out-slept him."

"The Nedavil said they would wake up again when the Zeg'ra left. I do not know why that did not happen.">

"Not that I disagree with you, Sarah, but we are out of contact with the SGC as long as we are underground," Randall replies. "We can't even contact the surface teams unless we go back up to the top and use the rings to get to the surface."

"Requesting a contact from the Tok'ra would be the logical way to proceed. I'm reluctant to resort to that option at the expense of this operation. Besides, everything you said also applies to the Tok'ra. What if she really is a Goa'uld? Turning her over to the Tok'ra could ultimately destroy them."

"We bring her along with us as we work our way back up to the top. She might have information that we need or can use."

"That is not a decision you or I or even SGC can make for the Tok'ra.  She is claiming to be one of them, a Queen.  As allies, keeping that information from would break our trust-relationship.   And while I agree that she may have information we could use, delaying passing on such critical treasure to the Tok'ra High Council could very well be seen as demeaning of the value we place on the alliance.  The mission has been postponed once already - this, I believe, should take priority."   She will however not argue further - if something did happen to the woman and she was a Queen, then the breaking of the alliance rested firmly in the major's hands and with that breaking, the fate of humanity.

"And what do these Zeggras look like?" Lucky asked, a little more on edge. "Any details on them you can share might help us should we run in to any ." He glanced over at Major Thorne and Sarah having their discussion, knowing they were missing what could be important intel.