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004 [holo] Goa'uld Trapping 101 [Location: Speares (North) - Vacant Building]

If he was previously bothered by the nature of Taxon(or Tax-son as he calls it.), it seems to be the furthest from his mind. Threat assessment comes first, it makes for nice black and white priorities he can wrap his mind around. He's scouted out a nice empty building; the inside of it looks much like a indoor car park, just without the cars. It has several large concrete pillars that would be perfect cover.
The area is open enough, for getting clear shots from cover. In the back of his mind he hopes it won't come to that. But if he does, Daniel had already gotten his hands on a couple of zat guns. Then on O'Neill's most recent trip to the replicator hatches, he procured a few very important items. First he got himself a whole mess of in'tar rounds(non-lethal) for his P-90 and nine-mil. He still has his lethal rounds at easy access but... you know, he kinda likes Vala. And he is always promising to try it 'Daniel's way' first. Finally, the most important thing is a forcefield trap.
He set the device up where it would be obscured until activated. Also placing it a nice central location a cocky Goa'uld bent on destoying imprudent little humans would likely stand. The remote for the shield device he's already handed over to Daniel. Whom is of course working with him for this. He gives Daniel a short nod once everything is in place.
Jack himself has outfitted himself in his somewhat typical combat gear, opting for black over his usual greens. He easily falls back into his old blacks ops training.

Of course, all of that was not transmitted. The next part is: he turns on his the holo function for his tablet, first addressing everyone but Vala/Qetesh in a locked transmission, "All right, kids. Colonel Jack O'Neill here." He's crouched down in his black uniform with his hand on his weapon. "Ya got my location there on your map. I'm going to say this once: Stay. the. Hell. Away." He shifts on one knee, "If you choose to ignore that advice. You're our back-up."

"Me and Daniel have years of experience with the Goa'uld. We have a way to neutralize her." Jack gestures with a hand, "if you got in your mind to help, do not. I repeat, do not engage Qetesh without my or his go ahead." He raises a finger and says sternly, "If so much as one of you can't follow that simple order, I don't care if you're not in the military, I will shoot you myself. If you think you can do better, wait until we're done."

"And Daniel would like me to remind you folks, we want her alive. So play nice."

He purposely left out too many details in the semi-public transmission, in the event that Vala/Qetesh managed to hack her way through a locked transmission. He mentioned nothing about the forcefield trap.

THAT little speech out of the way, a speech he hopes doesn't live to regret it. Actually he hopes he doesn't die and regret it. He let out a sigh then messed with his tablet for feed Vala/Qetesh a direct message, "Ketish, babe!"

He beamed his most sarcastic smile, "It's been ages! How ya doing? Must be tough having no Jaffa around to do your bidding. Guess that means you gotta come crush us yourself. Or you know..." he shrugs mockingly, "...just sit there on your thrown tossing empty threats. Not that I mind... with you staying where you are it's like you're not even here. Kinda nice there I bet. What with all your servants--" He grins then snaps his fingers, "Oh, wait! You don't have any servants either."

Yes, it was entirely nesscery to mock her.

(ooc: Of course, you guys can completely ignore O'Neill's advice and run in guns blazin'. He just won't be happy with you~)

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Daniel is over here getting things ready, listening to Jack talk as he checks on his own weapons -- and on the forcefield for the umpillionth time. He's hesitant to do this, but he knows that it has to be done. They can't risk these people being overthrown by a Goa'uld. More importantly, they can't risk Vala's life by leaving this task in inexperienced hands.

Memories of Sha're and Amonet are beginning to resurface and he does his best to push them back. They can't cloud his mind. Not right now.

Daniel looks up when Jack... well, starts acting like Jack, and raises an eyebrow at him like 'do you have to?'

Qetesh's biggest problem is her ego, oh and her temper. So it's no surprise that the non too subtle reminder that she has no Jaffa and the preposterous suggestion that her threats are empty (considering the mess she's already made of several people who dared to stand against her), do exactly what Jack intended. As she turns her tablet to holo mode, she answers the message initially with nothing more than the chilling Goa'uld flash of her eyes, her own subtle reminder of exactly who she is.

In other words Jack, don't fuck with her, she means business.

It's an open challenge, and she's more than willing to take him up on it. Whatever trick he thinks he has up his sleeve, it can't possibly be a serious threat to her.

"It can be arranged that my threats are not so empty, if you'd prefer." she snarls, "So far I have allowed these simpletons to live, are you volunteering to put an end to my benevolence?"

Jack shoots Daniel a smile, 'yes, I have to.'

"Volunteering?" Jack grins wide, "Hell, Ketish, I think you know me better than that! I'm insisting. Big difference there."

Yeah, he can't control it. He just has to be snarky at snake heads. It's what he does.

"So what'd ya say? Come and smite me. You know you want to." Jack, the cause of all his own worst problems.

Finished, he sits back and watches Jack bait the Goa'uld. If the impending fight weren't on his mind, he'd be thinking about how much he missed his reckless sense of humour.

"How can I refuse then?" Qetesh's eyes glow again, clearly riled as she replies, cloaking her location on the tablet's map and closing the connection. Let them wonder when she'll arrive, she knows this is intended to be some sort of trap or simply the act of heroic fools whose egos have outgrown their capabilities. She'll offer them a challenge if that's what they want.

Striding out purposefully she makes her way to their location, sweeping through the streets of Taxon like she already owns the place. God help anyone who she passes...

Leonard's tucked the note he made after Daniel's announcement safely in his breast pocket, easy access should he need it. For the first few minutes after speaking to Daniel, he'd repeated the name over and over, so he wouldn't forget before he got to safety. But now, it's gone.

"Fuck." He utters momentarily, knowing he's forgotten something important and goes to check his pockets, when Qetesh approaches. Now there's a woman on a mission, he thinks, stepping back out of her way, wondering who the hell she is. He barely manages to raise an eyebrow at her, not to mention the outfit before he finds him self flying through the air and hurtling towards the wall of a nearby building.

The crack as his head slams into the stone, is enough to tell him he's in serious danger of dying here. He can barely focus and work out what the hell just happened before she's standing over him, the last thing he sees before he blacks out completely is Qetesh's face smiling at him from above.

"Perhaps I should take you with me," she grins obscenely at the man as he clings to his last moments of consciousness, the blood already pooling beneath him from the back of his head.

Except he doesn't look much up to walking, but he's still breathing at least. Qetesh slaps him into consciousness for the transmission as she turns the tablet back on, locked to just Jack and Daniel who she knows is there.

"My apologies," the visual shows the dying man on their screen, "I was a little distracted." The sword comes into view as it pierces his chest. The blood starts to spill from his lips and she withdraws her weapon and cuts transmission again.

Jack's expression hardens when he sees the transmission come through. He is decidedly not happy. His face just masks it well. For a brief second he contemplates changing to lethal rounds, but no. He remains in control aside from a subtle grimace.

He shifts where he is, "Son of a bitch..." He had almost foolishly hoped for no causalities.

He then turns to look at Daniel to see how well he's holding up. He knows it's like Sha're all over again. Jack knows the feeling well himself with what happened with Skaara... only that had a better end, sorta. He gives him a look that says, 'can you handle this?' He is pretty sure he can but... he has to check. After that he makes a hand signal to take up positions.

Daniel's expression may just be unreadable, but he returns Jack's look with a look that says he definitely can. He'll be damned if he hasn't spent the last ten years risking his life for good and the freedom of others and hasn't learned to deal with things like this.

At the signal, Daniel takes up his zat gun, the shield's remote and an in'tar already tucked into his belt, and heads out of sight.

Standing in the huge open doorway to the building, her bloody sword sheathed again and the fading sunlight behind her making only her silhouette visible, Qetesh calls out to the apparently empty building. She's satisfied that her little demonstration will not put either of them in any doubt as to her intentions. Carefully she takes in the layout, her eyes narrowing considering all the possible hiding places they might be.

"You waste your time on this futile fight," she sneers. "Your time would have been better spent, convincing those ignorant humans to accept their fate gracefully and with some dignity intact."

You know, Jack can never quite tell if he's grateful for the Goa'uld flare for the dramatic or not. It does make them easier to predict. Some of the time.

"Oh, I wouldn't call it futile exactly," he calls out, "Maybe a little ill-advised and crazy," Jack turns out from the cover of his pillar to get a few shots off. Without a pause for thought he moves to his next cover position.... just a little bit closer to the trap.

"Hey, Ketish? Can you do something about the voice?" he very carefully peeks out from his spot, "It's really starting to grate."

Daniel waits, listening to the banter between the two of them, taking in Qetesh's words that he swears have been spoken by almost every single Goa'uld he's encountered at some point. It's so damn tedious having to go through this. The Goa'uld, the Replicators, the Ori...

He shifts silently, listening for his cue and hoping to God that Jack doesn't do anything stupid. Daniel trusts Jack with his life, but he knows his style.

"There's something to be said for your admission, at least," she cocks her head sarcastically, shield reflecting every shot as she moves towards his position.

"If you weren't so ill-advised and crazy, then I might have considered sparing you. I'm sure you fully intend to spare me, hardly a threat at all." As far as she's concerned this is just a suicide mission, if she keeps the shield up she's got nothing to lose, are they seriously expecting her to drop it?

Jack actually shuts up for a few moments. He moves from cover again, this time walking backward as he shoots. Shooting just makes him feel better, and well, it serves as a nice tasty distraction for Qetesh so she doesn't think so hard about where Daniel might be.

Not one of his brightest moves. He is standing free of cover like a nice big target. Of course, he is standing right where the trap is. He figures she'll do one of those throws with her hand device as she approaches. Thus knocking him aside and out of the trap just before it's activated.

He lowers his gun enough to be a smart ass, "Might want to check your host's memories there, Ketish. I'll cut your snaky ass out myself. Rather not, but hey, given the choice..." He takes a couple more steps back, "We both know she would rather die than spent one more second with you."

Jack subtly signals to Daniel. He wants that shield up at the first chance he gets.

At Jack's signal, Daniel gets the shield's activator ready. He's wary to spring the trap, though, because Jack is still inside its range.

This is just too easy, he's a sitting target - of course she's going to go after him, and all that useless gunfire is really starting to piss her off. It's like waving a red rag at a bull. She's not stupid though, far from it and although her anger is clouding her judgement a little (as in not considering where Daniel is), she's curious as to why he's offering himself up so freely.

So she stops a few feet short of the 'mark', before raising her hand and smirking at Jack, the hand device poised but not doing anything as yet.

"She's already managed seven years, you're not going to spoil mine and Vala's little reunion just yet are you?" Really she's just talking to see what he does. She tilts her head expectantly, eyes flashing.

Edited 2009-05-13 23:10 (UTC)

Of course it can't be that easy. It's never that easy. He had such hopes though. He does get a slight frown when she stops. Damn it. Damn it! He lowers his gun. Time to up the odds.

"Seven years too many if you ask me," one hand slips behind him. He flips out his knife. Like what he's done in the past, he throws it. He doesn't aim for anything too vital, just something to get her attention. Likewise he hopes she doesn't have a new model of personal defense shield. After the knife is away he hunkers down in some cover inside the trap.

The knife penetrates the shield as expected, embedding itself handle deep just beneath her shoulder. Qetesh lets out a hiss of pain. That hurts, that seriously hurts. Okay, she's really pissed now, adrenalin coursing through her veins so much that she yanks the knife from it's lodging, growling at the pain and grimacing to hold on to her reaction before she strides towards him purposefully. So help him, he's a dead man now.

"Seven, they say on your Earth, is unlucky. It is for you, at least." Have Qetesh's hand device directed at your head Jack as she closes the gap, the intensity increasing as she nears.

Well, that went well. Sorta. Kinda. It did succeed in getting her attention. Always a plus. He does get an 'oh crap' look on his face a split second later, and verbalizes that thought a half second later, "Oh... crap."

The hand device drops him to his knees a short second later. His weapon falling to his side. He strains under the effect of the technology, even with his brains getting scrambled his mind is more on the mission. They can't risk her running around, "DANIEL!" Which translates in Jack-speak as 'spring the damn trap! I don't care if I'm in it'

He's been waiting for Jack to get out of the way, but it all happens so quickly. Almost a reflex, as soon as Jack yells his name, Daniel activates the trap even though he knows Jack won't get out -- but he also knows Jack wouldn't care that he was in it.

Once the trap activates, he steps out.

The pain in her shoulder is almost unbearable as she keeps the device trained on him, almost touching his head she's that close. She's not letting up any time soon, even when the shield trap activates. The field around her serves only to amplify her anger which is all being directed at Jack.

The bloody knife still in her hand, and her own blood soaking her front now she kicks his gun that was still within reach away and only then, holding Jack on the brink of collapse does she turn to Daniel.

"Release me and I'll spare him," she growls, feeling her own strength subsiding at the severity of her injury. She grimaces against it. "One chance Daniel, just one chance."

Edited 2009-05-14 01:41 (UTC)

Jack is not happy about the situation. Even less happy when he just barely hears Qetesh call to Daniel. He tries to will his limbs to move, he still has a zat tucked away but... it's a struggle to even get his hand on it. Never mind the fact the slow pained movement is hard to miss. Qetesh will probably notice it before he even gets the damn thing turned on.

"Don't," a very strained word directed at Daniel. Jack is left with little he can do but try to talk Daniel in the other direction, "Daniel, don't..."

He'll never get used to these snap decisions. Life and death. The good of the many or the few. Every one is just as hard as the last. But he knows Jack, and he knows the man would kill him if he did what Qetesh ordered.

It won't stop him, though, from pulling the zat gun from his belt, activating it and firing through the one-way shield at the Goa'uld.

She knew time was of the essence, it was now or never and Jack was begging to die. All his goading and smart ass comments, he wasn't leaving this alive. If she was going down then she'd take him with her.

Her shield was useless in here, and she couldn't send anything out. Jack's own knife in her hand and holding him paralysed still with her hand device, Qetesh goes to drive the knife into him right as the sooner than expected zat shot hits her.

Well, this day has just gone perfectly. Just perfect. Jack makes an internal note to take a week off if he survives. He also internally thanks the powers that be that Daniel listened to him.

The zat blast bought him just enough leeway to leach forward. It's not much but it does avoid a knife to the heart. The knife goes deep into his shoulder instead, "Daa'ah!" If he and Vala survive this they'll each have a nice shoulder scar to show for it. At any rate, some of that zat blast translates into him due to proximity, he promptly crumples forward, a hand instinctively already on the knife.

Yep, everything went according to plan.

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