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007 [HOLO/Location: Random Street] Well, he did it again.

Something trigged the holo function on Jack's tablet. Which is a good thing... Otherwise it would take a little too long for people to discover him.

Jack's body is currently laid out in an unconscious heap near a wall of a building. No signs of struggle, he's even still armed. The only sign something happened to him at all is this strange shaped object on the wall next to him. Of course, that only means something to those who have seen one before.

After about ten minutes from when HOLO was activated, he began to stir, "Guuunnnnhhh....."

[OOC: Glitch start!]

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It's taken Kara a little bit to figure out her tablet, especially because the remaining technology of her world is far, far, less advanced than the technology in this one. When Jack's image appears on the holo, it takes her a minute to discern his location, but after a good bit of running - something she's rather good at - she reaches him, skidding to a halt. Rather than charging in immediately, though, she pulls one of her sidearms, keeping the muzzle trained on the floor and away from Jack. She approaches with caution.

"Sir?" she questions in a soft tone, warily watching the rooftops and the surrounding area. "It's Lieutenant Thrace," she drops to her knees next to him, moving to help him onto his back. "Do you know where you are?"

Jack grunted in response to the first 'sir,' which is always strangely comforting to hear. He'll be more comforted once fully conscious. He then groans in response to her name, nothing against her of course, just a general commentary on how he's feeling right now.

Once on his back he sits up a little, "Uh..." he brings a hand to run over his face with another little groan, "That.... Tax-son... place?"

"That's right, you're in the city of Taxon," Kara throws an arm around his shoulders to support him as he sits up. Seeing, for the moment, that he's not under immediate danger, she drops her sidearm back into its holster. Kara offers Jack a bit of a relieved smile. After all, he's pretty much the only semblance of military order she's come into contact with since arriving in this blasted place.

"Can you tell me your name, sir?"

She pulls a flashlight from her belongings, clicking the on button with her thumb.

Jack sits up and takes a look around groggily, "What..what's going on?" With a bit of a struggle he then tried to get himself to his feet, for no other reason that that he's been laying on the ground for who knows how long.

"Uh... Colonel Jack O'Neill, that's with two Ls," he squinted a little, "Six nine dash four dash one four one," reciting his SN while he's at it.

Edited 2009-06-10 04:04 (UTC)

"Okay, good enough for me, that's really all I know about you," replies Kara, shifting the Colonel so his back's up against the wall if he'll allow it. Then, she takes the flashlight, flashes it in both his eyes briefly, checking for a concussion of any kind. "It's a good thing your tablet decided to turn on when it did, otherwise you'd have been here for a pretty damn long time, sir."

She turns the flashlight off and stuffs it back into her flight suit's pockets.

"Oh, and as for what's going on here, well, I happened to look up and saw you sprawled in this here random street. Was actually wondering if you had any idea what happened to you. Doesn't look like it though."

Jack hates it when people check his eyes with little flashing bright pen lights. He makes an almost childish face about his distaste for it.

He blinks a few more times then looks around. He notices the strange shaped object on the near by wall. He does what could be called a facepalm right after, "Oh, I think I got an idea..."

Kara manages a crooked, but somewhat apologetic smile. "Sorry about that."

She follows Jack's gaze, stands up, and reaches for the object on the wall. "What is this thing?"

"An Ancient... head sucker!" which probably means nothing to anyone but him.

He gestured with his hands, "It grabbed my fron and dumped an assload of... stuff into it."

Que a really confused look from your friendly neighborhood Kara Thrace. Seriously, Jack, headsucker? Great. Alien technology that looks entirely too much like Cylon technology. Just to be safe, she backs away a step, eying the colonel nervously. "Your... fron. Your frontal lobe? Your head, right?"

"Sir, are you sure you're alright?"

Jack, unfortunately, gets a little more agitated, "Yes, my fron! Doesn't anybody speak English anymore?!"

He runs his fingers through his hair, "No! I am not alright..." He takes a breath then calms down enough to speak a little clearer, "I just got--" he points angrily at the thing on the wall, "--I just got the entire..." he gestures vaguely at his head with his hands, "...videeum of the Ancients. All of it!"

Oh, crap.

"Jack? Hey! Jack!"

Jack stares at the screen for a second, "Hey... Daniel," he jerks a thumb behind himself at the odd shaped object on the wall, "...think I did it again."

"Did..." Daniel looks at Jack. And the Repository. And Jack. "... Oh... shit. Where are you?"

Jack gives a vague look around, "...north...?" Jack is oh so helpful. At least he hasn't started changing out words yet.

And Daniel sets off anyway. 'North' is good enough; at least it hasn't been replaced by an obscure Ancient word. The only upside to that disadvantage, though, is that he's a lot more familiar with Ancient now than he was when this happened last time.

"I'm on my way. Jack, are you hurt at all?"

"Other than the massive headache... Oh, you know, I'm euge," as sarcastic as he can manage. Some grumbling and it's clear Jack's trying to get to his feet.

"Hey, Daniel? Doesn't that tablet thingie have like.... a locater beacon or something?"

"Yeah, it does. I'm working on it," Daniel says distractedly, poking at the thing.

"Don't move anywhere, I'm coming."

"I'll... just... wait here then," with that said Jack sank back down to the curb side to hold his head. It's probably not best to ask what is going through his head, because he sure as hell doesn't know.

In a few minutes, Daniel comes around the corner, and upon seeing Jack he jogs over.

"Hey."

Jack has his arms crossed over his knees and his head down. With his head still down he starts to talk, "I was thinking... with this crap in my brain..." he lifts his head, "...maybe this stuff can get you guys out of here."

Daniel crouches next to Jack, eyeing the Repository warily. Ah, memories. That way gaze turns to Jack, though.

"... No, Jack. No way. We have to get this out of your head. ... Again."

"Oh, Come on, Daniel..." Jack hopped up to his feet, "Does this lochus look like it has something to get this crap out of my fron." He paused for a look around, "Because I see nothing."

"I might as well be doing something with it."

"We'll find something. There are all kinds of people here, just - come with me for now. You're positive that you're fine?"

"No, Daniel, I'm not teres! I've got library of the Ancients stuck in my fron!" Jack... just a little agitated.

He takes a moment to calm down. No reason to yell at Daniel. He is the only person who will understand him once he goes Ancient.

"I meant -- physically, physically you're not hurt?" Oh, come on, Daniel, you'd know by now if he was.

"There's nothing cruvus with me!"

Pause.

He gestured at his head, "Other than the head download thing." After a second he glanced around, "Where's the nearest replicator thingie?"

Daniel gestured behind him with his thumb. "Back there. And if you're thinking of getting, ah, Stargate parts..."

Jack looked like he was about to head in that direction but he doesn't like the way he trailed off there, "...And if I am?"

"Then... don't," he replies, glancing sideways. "Look, I just think you should hold off before you start doing anything -" crazy? "- drastic. Think about it - and trust me, I'm well-versed in this situation by now -: if you've got all that Ancient knowledge in your head, and the Repository is Ancient technology, then you must know, somewhere, how to get it... out." 'Out' is demonstrated by hands gesturing to the side, in typical Daniel fashion.

"...Don't?" Have a look like you're insane, Daniel.

Jack points off in the direction of the hatches, "Getting us out of here is just a tad bit more important, Daniel!" He then gestured at his own head, "If I knew how I'd get it out, I would!"

"Not if it kills you! Okay?"

Daniel looks unsure, though, shifting his weight and putting his hands on his hips. He glances around.

Jack let out a long sigh, "All right... all right..." he held up his hands in surrendering of the subject. No dying because Daniel will nag him for it. He's not sure how... but knowing Daniel, it will happen.

Jack's already talking to Daniel by the time Vala pipes up from her tablet. "Is that what I think it is? Jack?"

"I got my head sucked by that Ancient head sucker!" very specific answering of that question. Jack can't remember if it was his idea or not, but that's reason enough to be annoyed about it!

"And you're standing right near it after a period of unconsciousness? I have to say, not the most comforting news."

Vala grabs her jacket and is already heading out as she talks. "I don't suppose you've downloaded some instructions on how to defeat the Taxonians and escape this place have you? Stands to reason, it could be possible."

Oops, probably not the best thing to say or presume, considering she is actually concerned aswell. "What I meant to say was 'are you alright'? Hurt?"

Edited 2009-06-10 21:56 (UTC)

Jack glances back at the thing, "What's the worst that could happen? It take all the stuff back?" Hey, that's a good reason to stand closer actually.

"Oh, gee, thanks, I'm euge. Y'know... just got my head grabbed by an Ancient head grabby. Couldn't be better!" Yes, sarcasm is his friend in times like these, "I'll just kick off in a week, don't mind me!"

[If there was any mental red flag going up when the head-grabber grabbed Jack, Toby caught it. And now he sees the transmission, his nature as a paramedic kicking in.]

Sir? Sir, can you hear me? Are you okay?

[Mental grumblings... that may not be entirely in English. And a whole hell of a lot of other stuff in there.]

Oh, just peachy. Got my head sucked! AGAIN!

[hooray for GPS-y thingy, Toby's heading off. Ugh, he misses Oz and his crazy ambulance driving]

Got your head... sucked?

By an Ancient... head-sucking.... thing. [Jack is so helpful!]

Sheppard had taken to walking around the City in order to understand it better. Maps were fine and all, but nothing was better than knowing it in his head. He catches a flash of light out of the corner of his eye. Hefting up his P90 he quickly rushed over to where he saw the light.

Then he found O'Neill on the ground and the strange device. That looked oddly Ancient-y. He rushed over next to him, kneeling down on one knee beside the Colonel.

"Sir?"

Jack, no longer passed out, but seated on the ground holding his head. "How the hell did one of those get in here!?" He gestured vaguely behind him while yelling into his palm.

"No, wait--! Better question!" He pulls his head up, "Why the hell did I look into it?"

Although... he has a pretty good idea why he did. He just doesn't want to tell anyone yet.

Sheppard looked at the device, then at Jack, then back at the device. No doubt it was Ancient Technology. He was just going to ask the same thing. About it being there before he figured that answering Jack's second question was better.

"Well, sir. I'm going to assume it's because it's Ancient Technology... and because it's... I don't know. Shiny?"

"Ohohoo, it's definitely Ancient," Jack springs up to his feet, "I can vouch for that one."

He brought his fingers up to tap at the side of his temple, "The damn thing downloaded the whole damn Ancient library into my fron!"

Sheppard stared up at O'Neill with his eyebrows slowly going up. The whole entire library? Given what the Ancient Database on Atlantis looked like... well. Sheppard wasn't a genius on those terms but there was no doubt that this was going to end badly.

Very badly. Almost as bad as Rodney and that Cadet being in the same head together.

"The entire database?"

"Yes," Jack is trying his best to be calm about this. He's more pissed off than anything else.

He ran his hands through his hair again. The upside... he can figure a way out of this place with the knowledge... maybe. He hopes.

"Sheppard? Where's the nearest replicator hatch?"

"About a block away. I passed one on the way here."

He had heard that tone from several people in command before. Sheppard knew better than to press anything when someone in higher command spoke like that. He stood and motioned with his hand to the direction he was talking about.

And Jack takes off in that direction. He apparently has himself a mission now. Even if he's not sure what he's going to be DOING when he gets there.

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