![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathor_girlSummary: The Tok'ra succeed in freeing Daniel, Jack, Teal'c, and Jacob/Selmak.
We walk in a dignified speed to the prison area. Martouf/Lantash and Rohk/Ihlkat keep the helmets up, so no one can recognize them. With Jolinar pretending to be a Goa'uld, no one stops us, and no one questions us.
"Kree, Jaffa! I have come to bring the prisoners to Lord Heru'ur for questioning!" Jolinar says, arrogantly.
The guards immediately bow to her, and step aside. "Yes, my Lord Takla." One of them hands Jolinar the keys.
We walk inside, and up to the prison cell where my dad and my team mates are waiting. No one stopped us? How can this continue to go well?
Jolinar unlocks the cell, and those inside knows better than to greet her, with possible Jaffa with her. "Move, slaves and heretics! Lord Heru'ur is awaiting you!"
Martouf - or Lantash - gives Jack a push to help him move faster. I wonder if that is getting back at him for an unfriendly comment while we were in the tunnels? No, I think Martouf/Lantash are too professional for that - in a situation such as this, it is likely an attempt to follow the role, and I can see why. The door out is still open, and the Jaffa guards are looking - probably to be able to help us, should the prisoners attempt to flee.
We are not stopped, though, and we walk through the door, out in the corridor and then through Heru'ur's palace towards the shipyard. We are getting away!
Much of the way the direction is the same as if we were going to Heru'ur's chamber, but eventually we have to turn and go in another direction. Now it is getting dangerous, because if any Jaffa guards see us, they may wonder - and if they question us, we may have to shoot them. Quickly, before they raise the alarm.
Of course, it all depends on whether or not they dare question a Goa'uld Lord! Apparently they have been trained to really think the Goa'uld are gods? Or at least to fear them, which is understandable.
We are only one short corridor away from the shipyard - and the waiting teltac - when we are approached by a small group of Jaffa. The leader looks nervously at Jolinar, hesitates for a few moments, then bows deeply. "My Lord...if I may be so bold, where are you taking the prisoners?"
~He is a loyal servant of Heru'ur, afraid that his Lord's underling is stealing his prisoners and using them to gain advantages with another Lord. He is wrong - but also right, in some ways. We are stealing them. Nevertheless. We have to punish him, even if he is only doing his job. Hopefully he will not press the issue, because then we must kill him - and those with him~ Jolinar tells me. ~No, you may not. It is not your place, Jaffa.~
Jolinar sounds so arrogant, so cold, so certain of herself - so Goa'uld. It almost runs cold down my back! For a moment I almost regret being her host!
"M...My Lord, I apologize, but...but I must insist. My Lord Heru'ur..." He is shaking in fear!
"Kree! Jaffa!" Jolinar flashes her eyes and raises her hand device. She allows it to start glowing. "Are you certain you wish to interfere in the business of your god?"
The Jaffa swallows. "No, no, my Lord. I apologize." He bows deeply and slinks away.
Jolinar walks on, selfassured and secure.
We get to the shipyard, and walk directly to the teltac. There are a couple Jaffa guards in the room, and they look nervous. I am very much afraid it is only a matter of time before they decide to intervene!
Jolinar has only just opened the door to the teltac and ordered her 'Jaffa' to get the prisoners inside and locked up securely, when the guard-Jaffa approaches at a fast trot.
"I apologize my Lord, but I had not been informed that the prisoners where being transported away." He bows to Jolinar.
"Why would you? It is none of your concern!"
"Of course, my Lord, but I feared Lord Heru'ur..."
"Lord Heru'ur - what?"
"Had...had not been informed..." He swallows, knowing his life is probably forfeit as he is questioning a god - worse, suggesting she doesn't have the right to do what she is doing.
Before Jolinar has time to answer, the door to the shipyard is thrown open again, and a large group of Jaffa enters, shouting loudly. "Stop them! They are traitors! Lord Heru'ur orders it!"
At the back of the group, protected by his Jaffa, I spot Heru'ur. Jolinar does not take time to argue, but just fires a shockwave at the guards near us, throwing them aside. "Get inside! We are leaving!" Jolinar exclaims, but it is not necessary. Martouf/Lantash, Rohk/Ihlkat, my dad, and my team mates are all scrambling, getting inside the teltac as fast as possible. Martouf fires at the approaching Jaffa with his staff weapon, as does Ihlkat, and Jolinar sends another shockwave at the Jaffa and Heru'ur, just for good measure, but soon we are forced to flee. The Jaffa, ordered by Heru'ur, stop and aims at us.
We escape inside the teltac and the door closes behind us. My dad has run for the peltac - how did I know that's what the pilot room is called? - and he or Selmak are already piloting the ship away when the door locks behind us.
"The roof, dammit!" Jack exclaims, pointing.
"This vessel has controls that will open it from in here." Selmak answers calmly, pushing a button.
The roof is retracting, and we are speeding towards it. This is not a moment too soon - we can hear thunk after thunk as the teltac is hit by heavy weapons fire from below. We cannot engage the shields until we at least clear the building, and teltacs have no weapons, so we can't defend ourselves.
"Well, step on it!" Jack yells, frantic.
We clear the sides of the slowly retracting door in the roof - by what feels like an inch on each side. Jolinar walks up to look at one of the display screens. "Heru'ur is launching deathgliders."
"Yes, I have noticed..." Selmak answers in a tense voice.
With the deathgliders following us, taking potshots at us regularly, we're flying in a zigzag-gy motion, dodging the enemy as much as possible. Selmak seems to be a fairly good pilot, but if Jolinar wasn't in control I would probably have a hard time standing still. As it is, Jolinar is forcing us to relax, doing her best to control our shared body's reaction.
Small explosions can be heard from somewhere in the ship, and I smell electric smoke. Martouf runs off to check it out.
Finally we manage to jump to hyperspace, but the ship is badly damaged.
"Several of the control crystals were damaged. I have switched four of them for new ones, but I don't have extras for all of them. This ship doesn't seems to have been supplied recently - or even repaired from previous damage." Martouf informs us, coming from the back compartment.
"I know. It was the only available teltac right now, and the alkesh's were heavily guarded." Jolinar says unhappily.
"We don't...crash, will we?" Daniel asks. He sounds nervous.
Selmak makes a noncommittal sound.
Jolinar looks over the displays. "We will not 'crash' as long as we are in space. A planet or other celestial body is needed for that. We may, however, strand - or crash if we make it to a planet."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence!" Jack snorts.
We fly on in silence for a while, all of us hoping the engines won't give out - and that Heru'ur can't track us or force us out of hyperspace.