November 13th, 2005
"What?" Daniel exclaimed. He stared at Jack, who hung limply in the hands of the Jaffa. Jack, who, it turned out, was not wearing his BDUs as Daniel first thought. He was naked...and green.
"He's dead!"
"He is not dead," Apophis said.
"Is too! He's fucking putrid," Daniel said in horror. "He's...a former Jack. An ex-O'Neill. He's...yuck."
"He has not tolerated the questioning well, but I assure you--he stands before you alive."
"He's not standing," Daniel argued, starting to get a little pissed off. "The only reason he's upright is that you've got two Jaffa holding him there."
Apophis jerked his head sharply and one of the Jaffa released Jack.
"You've still got one Jaffa holding him," Daniel said, exasperated.
Apophis jerked his head again and the Jaffa tried to sneakily move one hand to Jack's jaw and flap it open and closed.
"For crying out loud."
Daniel's eyes bugged out as Jack's jaw fell off.
"See-- You heard him speak yourself," Apophis said to Daniel, ignoring the teeth bouncing across the floor.
"I saw your lips move!" Daniel shouted indignantly....
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