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Sobek the Immortal [Closed]
Planet Designation: Kalimba
Status: Terrestrial, H-class.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Unknown
Sentient Life: Ruins and step pyramids suggest the presence of intelligent life at some point. Currently: Unknown.
Water: 70.2% of the planet's surface. Heavy rainfall/monsoons.
Climate: Earth-like.
Landscape: Primarily jungle and swamp, some plains, severe arctic conditions in northern and southern poles.
Air: Type I (breathable)
Sky: Blue-green.
Warnings: Medium to high levels of megafauna. Watch your step. Conditions in the atmosphere make several forms of orbital scans and equipment unreliable.
Mission: Archaeological investigation of step pyramids and ruins, investigate for signs of source of abnormal energy signature in target area.
The first thing the group would notice was that Kalimba's air was humid and heavy, with a light breeze. The morning had long since burned off most of the mist, and in the distance, clouds lazily drifted onwards towards the horizon. The typhoon season was a long ways off.
The undergrowth was tangled and dense, seemingly impassable in places. Vibrant flowers and vines took up residence where some of the tree cover faltered. With limited sunlight available, it was every plant for themselves. Disturbed by the archaeology group, "birds", each easily half the size of a person and more salamander than avian suddenly took to the air in a flash of brilliantly colored wings. They were gone almost instantly, slicing through the air and leaving only the ear-splitting shriek behind.
The hill sloped down. The cover of trees broke as they came out onto the stone remains of path that must have once been heavily used. Now, just like everywhere else, massive roots and tanglers tore at the ground, slowly swallowing any signs of civilization back within itself. There were trees of all shapes and sizes as far as the eye could see, a rolling wave of jungle and rainforest. Tan and dirty gray step pyramids, all more massive than those found on Earth, and the occasional obelisk rose through the canopy cover like claws, dotting the landscape.
Stac's scans indicated much of the planet was covered in these structures, with the largest in this location. Aside from the archaeological mission, her scans also indicated the presence of an abnormal power that may be of interest.
Non-sentient life: Extensive flora and fauna.
Semi-Sentient Life: Unknown
Sentient Life: Ruins and step pyramids suggest the presence of intelligent life at some point. Currently: Unknown.
Water: 70.2% of the planet's surface. Heavy rainfall/monsoons.
Climate: Earth-like.
Landscape: Primarily jungle and swamp, some plains, severe arctic conditions in northern and southern poles.
Air: Type I (breathable)
Sky: Blue-green.
Warnings: Medium to high levels of megafauna. Watch your step. Conditions in the atmosphere make several forms of orbital scans and equipment unreliable.
Mission: Archaeological investigation of step pyramids and ruins, investigate for signs of source of abnormal energy signature in target area.
The first thing the group would notice was that Kalimba's air was humid and heavy, with a light breeze. The morning had long since burned off most of the mist, and in the distance, clouds lazily drifted onwards towards the horizon. The typhoon season was a long ways off.
The undergrowth was tangled and dense, seemingly impassable in places. Vibrant flowers and vines took up residence where some of the tree cover faltered. With limited sunlight available, it was every plant for themselves. Disturbed by the archaeology group, "birds", each easily half the size of a person and more salamander than avian suddenly took to the air in a flash of brilliantly colored wings. They were gone almost instantly, slicing through the air and leaving only the ear-splitting shriek behind.
The hill sloped down. The cover of trees broke as they came out onto the stone remains of path that must have once been heavily used. Now, just like everywhere else, massive roots and tanglers tore at the ground, slowly swallowing any signs of civilization back within itself. There were trees of all shapes and sizes as far as the eye could see, a rolling wave of jungle and rainforest. Tan and dirty gray step pyramids, all more massive than those found on Earth, and the occasional obelisk rose through the canopy cover like claws, dotting the landscape.
Stac's scans indicated much of the planet was covered in these structures, with the largest in this location. Aside from the archaeological mission, her scans also indicated the presence of an abnormal power that may be of interest.
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Vala's voice was stuck somewhere inside her, fighting between wanting to figuratively spit in his face or give in entirely. The heat in the room was smothering, sending her lightheaded and dizzy with the lack of nutrition. It was taking all her strength just to stand tall infront of him. There were so many conflicting emotions, emotions that she barely knew how to deal with at best. Closing them off and denying them wasn't an option here. Vala was acutely aware that Daniel was watching too. Pessimism told her he was judging her as much as she knew Sobek was manipulating her.
It was all too much. "If I have to, yes." She could hear him, hear Daniel telling her to not bow to Sobek. But she had to, to have any chance of saving him, she had to. And he could hate her for the rest of his life for her choices, but what would that matter? He'd be free and she'd be back in a living hell anyway.
The words had only barely escaped the sore cracks in her lips and he was walking towards her naked. She despised every last inch of him. It wasn't Daniel she told herself, choosing to focus on the space between them rather than him. Vala hated herself just for the fact she had to remind herself of that. Was that what he was banking on? Her attraction to Daniel would make her want him? Oh God, please let that not be what he wanted. She's used her body as a tool for more years than she could remember, sleeping with men she hated to achieve her ends but this was different. Hell, she'd even propositioned Ba'al but it had all been bluff. There was no option for bluffing here.
She hoped to God she was wrong, as little as she valued her own self worth and her body, she didn't know if she could do this. Vala wasn't the woman she had once been, and for the first time since being at the SGC and on Stacy, she regretted those changes with a passion. She needed to find her old self to cope with this, the person that Daniel had tried to help her not be. It was ironic that in the end, it might be that very woman that could save him.
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Sobek wasn’t interested in her on any other level besides as the perfect host for himself, but he had more on his mind than bodily urges. He’d had thousands of years to move on from the novelty, and the need to tear into living things was far more pressing, more interesting. Using what his host knew of Vala’s feelings and his host’s body were all valid weapons in any breaking in process of any slave. Anything to keep her thrown off and unable to find her guard, to keep her weak. Vala tried to look anywhere but at her friend’s body. This was not just him but Daniel in here with him, and Daniel's face he wore. He would not allow her to forget it.
He started to lift his hand, the gold caps of the ribbon device reflecting the torch light.
The jewel didn’t glow. No force pushing her to the ground or rippling through her mind.
Daniel’s hand slid down the planes of his chest instead, absorbing every inch of the slick skin there, then glided down his stomach with a lazy inevitability, down, down, down. He stopped short, less than an inch from below their naval. Long fingers stopped short and splayed less than an inch from the destination. Inside, his host cringed back, humiliation leaking everywhere as the System Lord continued the game. His hand went no further. Sobek only watched her reaction, blue eyes piercing. A tiny smile that was so Daniel and not a System Lord tugged at the edge of his mouth. Under any other circumstance, it might’ve looked playful, mischievous.
But with Sobek at the helm, it came off as slightly deliberate and sly. Baiting a rodent you could kill at any time.
Sobek said nothing. He didn’t have to, the message was enough. Like what you see?
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There was a part of her that didn't want to stop seeing Daniel, didn't want to forget for a moment that he was inside and the only reason she was considering this was for him. And if she was right, which judging by the way he was displaying himself so indulgently she was, then maybe it was better to see Daniel and not Sobek, maybe that would make it easier. The light caught the ribbon device and her twisted thought process was broken instantly. The dull grey of her eyes that usually shone a bright green blue drifted to the weapon hypnotically.
It was enough to thoroughly remind her that he was dangerous, she needed to stop being so confused and focus. How could she have even considered that seeing him as Daniel would help her? Oddly it wasn't the threat that the ribbon device presented to her that struck her, if she could somehow get it off him then... or even touch it. She wasn't sure if she could power it without actually wearing it, but the opportunity to test that theory would present itself sooner or later. She would hold on to that thought. Even as his hand pushed down, following the clear trail down the V of his hips it was the ribbon device that took her attention. A reminder of his sadistic nature and a the remotest chance of a possible way out.
It made the smile that much easier, the corners of her lips quirked in response to his deliberate smirk. Belying her true intent, she responded in the way he wanted her to. A small smile that suggested her admiration, not the seeds of her scheming.
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He let his hand glide to a hip and slide down his thigh, where it hung at a safe distance as he drew close to her. Sobek swelled with pride and satisfaction, this time letting the divide between their emotions stand, relishing his host trying to huddle away. He'd continued to assert his dominance with his own vessel, proving once again who was in control and where Daniel stood. Vala seemed to stare at him, almost hypnotized. It was only fitting for how one reacted to a deity.
Sobek circled the prisoner, all weight and deadly power singing through his limbs. Every day brought new strength to the God, helped him heal the spinal injury that much more. Given a few more weeks and he’d heal completely. He took her in at every angle, eyes exposing her just as much as she had. Perfect.
He came to a stop in front of her and looked down into her eyes, unblinking. The System Lord searched her eyes as Daniel had back in his hotel room. His eyes flitted down and away from her, considering something, then returned. The smile faded.
"You'd really take what's another's, wouldn't you?"
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Sobek looked right into her eyes and she could give him nothing but sheer defiance mixed in with desperation in return. She could reach out and touch the ribbon device if she wanted now he was close, attempt to channel her own naquadah energy and hope to override his control. But it was risky, if it failed without her actually wearing it herself, then she'd have blown her chance. She wasn't exactly strong right now either, even under his close piercing scrutiny alone she could feel the weakness in her legs.
"You mean like you did. Took Daniel's body for your own. No, I would never do that, but I'd give myself to save him."
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"I was offered, I'm sure you know her. Tell her thanks by the way," Sobek eventually took a step back, like he suddenly caught wind of some new archaeological find, if he wasn't completely nude. It was the same distracted look, the same turn. The step backwards still kept him uncomfortably within her personal space. It only took a single glance to sense how her limbs trembled. Fear or physical weakness?
Defiance could be stamped out. He would know all she had to say about the Ori and Adria, and any technology she could offer before the end. He'd break her down any way he could first. Sobek licked their lips and looked to the ceiling, as if going over what he'd say before a briefing or testing out a possible theory. Or maybe Daniel realizing a truth about someone or something that he'd preferred to keep buried.
"But you... you're really kind of like one of them. You see what you want and I think you'd take it even when I'm spoken for. Pretty Goa'uld of you."
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"That's not true." Where Vala had turned her cheek from him, looking out into the room rather than at him, the protest came with a sharp twist of her head to face him.
Her confusion was only amplified when it seemed to be Daniel talking to her, Daniel's disappointment in her. "No." Vala's voice trembled and she felt the hot prickle of tears, humiliation and anger welling up at his accusation. "That's not true either. Stop twisting what I'm saying, it's not true."
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The slave bowed and scooted backwards, vanishing back towards his regular duties. Sobek's eyes twinkled, mouth quirked as if sharing a secret he shouldn’t have. Daniel's voice picked up in speed and cadence in contrast to the tremble of Vala's voice, obviously warming to the idea.
"Isn't it though? I mean, it's not like you haven't used me already. You like riches, above people. Count one there. Then there's the whole taking what you want, when you want, so it's only a matter of time, right? Very you."
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"I've done what I had to to survive. You don't know what it's like out there on your own, neither of you." It wasn't even a convincing defence, Vala wasn't in any fit mental state to break down his assumptions over what was true, nor was she seeing what he was doing to her. She only heard an opinion, one that would never trust her, Daniel's opinion.
"Is that why you think I offered myself as a host, out of greed? I've lived through Qetesh, I would never choose that as an option again if I could see an alternative."
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At long last, Sobek took several steps away, giving off the appearance of no longer wishing to be so close to her, that her presence was poisonous. He ran Daniel's hand through their damp hair. She'd been pushed more and more on the defensive, reduced to explaining herself to a better, trying to excuse away all of her actions up until now. Desperation once again but of a different kind. She desperately wanted to prove him wrong and prove herself to him at the same time.
"You know what they say, 'if the shoe fits...'" Another uncharacteristic shrug for a Goa'uld. "Maybe you got a little too used to the lifestyle."
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Now all that seemed worthless, pathetic attempts to vindicate herself of all her crimes, of Qetesh's too. And at every turn, she'd failed. She'd unleashed the Ori on their galaxy, made them risk their lives when Athena came after her. Even the one act that had been selfless where she'd stopped the supergate had resulted in Adria and even having Daniel's consciousness inside her had proven nothing more than the fact she was a seductress. What was it he'd said 'That he cared more for her than he had a right to.' She was a whore, chasing a married man where she should have backed off. Even now, her offer to be host in lieu of Daniel was read as greed.
He was right, she was what she was and that would never change. Vala Mal Doran was a fake and a thief. She felt sick, the combination of the basking heat in the room and the truth that Sobek had gleaned from Daniel. Her head swam with dizzyness and the lack of energy, torn between lunging for him or simply crumpling to the floor.
Vala's body gave out on her, choosing the latter and dropping to her knees.
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His vessel could only watch, stunned. Stop, Daniel's mind whispered. Stop. Vala was strong, took a bar fight without even batting an eye; physical injury was something she could deal with, joked about even, but going after her in psychological warfare like this, he was ripping off limbs and letting her bleed out slowly. He'd figured there was something past the confidence and pain in the ass, hard not to especially after her drunken confession, but to have that night used against her without a second thought was horrific.
The hand with the ribbon device resting on his thighs, Sobek toyed with her hair, metal talons tangled in the black mass. The touch was gentle. Barely there for now. The threat remained: he could easily grab and jerk her head back, maybe past the spine's breaking point if he so chose. A thread of power sang through Daniel and Sobek's mind. Not quite touching her but breaching her personal space finally, despite the earlier abandonment. So like Sha're's hair when left unbrushed. Vala's face was different, more angled and hawk-like, fine bones and eyes that once matched Sobek's.
"Honestly though... I'm relieved I'm done," 'Daniel' confessed. Done having to go through the Stargate, done having to hope Sha're was on the other side and at the same time, hoping she wouldn't be. Done laying awake at night running through ever scenario he could think of.
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"Don't give up." Was she talking to him or herself, she wasn't sure. Maybe both. It was enough to snap her out of her mind's tricks. She had to turn this around, make it right. Maybe then he'd believe in her, it would be too late for her but this wasn't the end for Daniel.
The glint of the light refracted off the ribbon device resting on his thigh and in a flurry of sudden movement from seemingly nowhere, her head sprung forwards in one sharp swift movement in an attempt to headbutt the bridge of his nose and she simutaneously scrambled for his hand. One hand attempting to grip his wrist as tightly as she could manage and the other pulling at the metal caps on his fingertips. If she could just get her fingers into the caps, that was all she'd need.
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Vala found herself holding the hand device in her hands, and Sobek getting to his feet, fury written across his face. His eyes blazed.
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It would have to do. She concentrated all her energy into the device, not even considering the possibility of failure. This would work, she could hold him hostage under its power, keeping him just on the brink until the Jaffa met her demands. They wouldn't see their God killed. The naquadah she channeled into the device was taking too long, awkwardly she shifted the missing fingers into the empty caps whilst the jewel in it's centre shone faintly. It was so long since she'd used one, it was taking too long. The jewel finally glowed stronger and she held up a shaking hand towards him.
Focus Vala, she had to make it stronger. Still on her knees, every last ounce of her depleted energy reserves needed to be channelled into the weapon to stand a chance against him.
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The System Lord acted fast, millenia of combat and reaction ingrained into him. Right before the blast hit them full on, he pushed Daniel to the forefront, let him have full control, using his host to insulate himself from the brunt of pain. He increased the pain centers in the brain and redirected it solely for the host. The blast hit them both in the chest, with all the power Vala put into it. Sobek thought he felt their ribs crack, the blow shuddering through them, burning them, but for the System Lord, it was like thunder off the distance, real but an echo, inconsequential, sparing himself the full effect.
Sobek made sure to let the vessel have full control of his vocal chords this once.
What came out was a very wounded, very animal cry that would never come from a Goa'uld. Unprepared for having control back or the intense pain, Daniel was taken completely by surprise. He staggered back several steps and collapsed. Daniel lay there wheezing, one hand limp, the other clawing at his chest, eyes fluttering as he sobbed for breath. The pain at intolerable levels for the host, he couldn't do anything but lie there.
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God, what had she done? It was sheer instinct alone and concern for Daniel that made Vala scramble over to him desperately, the hand adorning the weapon dropping limply and impotently at her side. "Daniel, I'm sorry," she pleaded. "I didn't think... I didn't know he'd..."
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Someone came at him. They stood taller than him, saying something. He couldn't understand them, only understood they were the source. It didn't matter, it felt like his chest had collapsed and his heart was beating itself frantic. Each breath seemed shorter and shorter.
Daniel managed to shakily get a hand against the ground and tried to push himself up with it or drag himself away from his attacker. His arm shook and he fell heavily against the ground, tears running unnoticed down his face. He was barely aware that he was shaking on the ground, cheek scraping against the floor.
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Gently she cradled his head, knowing there was nothing she could do. There was no healing device, no sarcophagus, nothing. "Don't move Daniel." It was a futile instruction, Daniel was convulsing and he had no more than minutes left. Vala held his head so gently, so that he wouldn't hurt it as his body spasmed and she wept. Salty tears spilling onto his face as she watched him die, wracked with grief and guilt.
"I'm so sorry."
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