Season One Finale: Trials (Part One)
Feb 27, 2008 10:55:14 GMT 10
Post by Alavair "Zoidberg" Leah on Feb 27, 2008 10:55:14 GMT 10
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Near the Stargate
D6Z-675
After a fairly rushed briefing, SD-4 had headed through the Stargate and come out D6Z-675. They had scouted the planet a little over a month ago, and the inhabitants had seemed rather enthusiastic to begin trade discussions. They had now been sent back to further these talks, and potentially get the ball rolling on major trade. While the race that inhabited the planet was relatively primitive in culture, their technology was fairly advanced. The chance to perhaps get a few new weapons that could be useful against the Olympians was just too much to pass up. As they stepped out of the event horizon, Alavair's eyes grew wide. Energy weapons were aimed at them from almost every direction, and Acamar, the tribe's leader, was giving them a decidedly evil smirk.
"It is a pleasure to see you again Captain Leah. I am just so happy that you could join us again...and just in time to. Seize them!"
As the men around them began to close in, Alavair slowly brought his hands into the air. Right now they weren't in any position to resist the natives, and perhaps if they were to go with the flow here, then they'd have a chance to do something about it later.
"Team..stand down. And for the record, It's Major Leah now. What is the meaning of this?"
As men took his weapons and bound his hands behind his back, he could hear Acamar make a scoffing noise.
"Before your team graced us with your presence many moons ago, we were a peaceful people. Now many of our cities have been destroyed by a race that calls themselves the Adrmarians. Quite the coincidence, isn't it? Take them to their cells, they will stand trial after the council has adjourned."
Near the Stargate
D6Z-675
After a fairly rushed briefing, SD-4 had headed through the Stargate and come out D6Z-675. They had scouted the planet a little over a month ago, and the inhabitants had seemed rather enthusiastic to begin trade discussions. They had now been sent back to further these talks, and potentially get the ball rolling on major trade. While the race that inhabited the planet was relatively primitive in culture, their technology was fairly advanced. The chance to perhaps get a few new weapons that could be useful against the Olympians was just too much to pass up. As they stepped out of the event horizon, Alavair's eyes grew wide. Energy weapons were aimed at them from almost every direction, and Acamar, the tribe's leader, was giving them a decidedly evil smirk.
"It is a pleasure to see you again Captain Leah. I am just so happy that you could join us again...and just in time to. Seize them!"
As the men around them began to close in, Alavair slowly brought his hands into the air. Right now they weren't in any position to resist the natives, and perhaps if they were to go with the flow here, then they'd have a chance to do something about it later.
"Team..stand down. And for the record, It's Major Leah now. What is the meaning of this?"
As men took his weapons and bound his hands behind his back, he could hear Acamar make a scoffing noise.
"Before your team graced us with your presence many moons ago, we were a peaceful people. Now many of our cities have been destroyed by a race that calls themselves the Adrmarians. Quite the coincidence, isn't it? Take them to their cells, they will stand trial after the council has adjourned."