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[guybirdcrap]

You're still in the Baumine Mines. Get your asses moving before rats of unusual size go looking for a meal. It's dark and scary and the structures are old and dangerous. Don't die.

[Mission: Make it out of the mine]

Comments

[crotchbite]

[ pretend she screamed i told you so in daniel's face during the nun ordeal

onwards it is ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[some of us don't have to pretend.]

[thinks he might actually be partially deaf right now.]

[crotchbite]

[ as you should ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[conflicted, because his every instinct is telling him to sass...]

[on the other hand, snapped a man's neck with her thighs.]

[on the third mutant hand, she also kind of had a point, in retrospect.]

[cabineyes]

This fellow bothering you, sister?

[ holds up the torch to see daniel's guilty face better. ]

[crotchbite]

[ the only time a man will be between her legs is when she's breaking their necks so yes don't sass the sassy lesbian

steps on a dire rat's skull and winces. ew.
follow the air, man, follow the air for an exist. ]

He's not bothering. [ cus his ass got told ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[this is not my guilty face, this is my sass face.]

[all of them are my sass face.]

Can I help you?

[...is that a hook?!]

[cabineyes]

Have we met?

[ these new people i swear. ]

You should watch out, mate, my sister here... she thinks little of men in general.

[crotchbite]

[ no she doesn't

just you in general. well, okay, people in general. she doesn't like people in general. no discrimination nor nothin' ]

Don't pay attention to what he says. [ tugs his beard a little ] Killian's retarded.

[cabineyes]

Oh, so mean. Where have I heard that one before?

[ little sibling quarreling helps to pass the time underground. ]

[crotchbite]

I'm sure you get it all the time.

[ pats his cheek and keeps on walking ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[looks between them like a tennis spectator without even trying to get a word in edgewise.]

[um.]

I'm Daniel Jackson. You're... Killian?

[she is your sister? how did you fuck up that genetic lottery killian?]

[cabineyes]

Killian Jones... or Hook if you prefer.

[ excuse me my genetic lottery went just fine. looks distracted. yeah did you say something glasses? hurries after hel instead. ]

[crotchbite]

[ she's totally going to keep fucking with him about the sibling thing ]

So rude for the newer ones. If it was a girl, you'd be all over that.

[armedarchaeologist]

[comparatively, though. bro she won.]

[wait, uh. really?]

Oh. Hook. Gee, I wonder why they call you that.

[mutters at his back as killian runs after his— really his sister?]

[cabineyes]

Tell me, what did he do to make you frown like that?

I could use a laugh.

[ he's right behind us but who cares. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[rude. i'm right behind you.]

[crotchbite]

He rescued the nun. Because it was a great idea. [ she told them that it wasn't a good idea to pick up the chick that came with the team that tried to kill them

then again she's a little paranoid ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[mostly to himself and/or the floor:] Yes, I'm sorry I wasn't going to let someone drown in quicksand on your say-so alone.

[cabineyes]

Darling, you shouldn't be so prejudiced. Some of us only want to see the good in people.

[ turns to look over his shoulder. right there. hi. ]

Isn't that right?

[crotchbite]

[ pretty sibling looking at dorky scientist military person moment ]

How's that working out for you?

[armedarchaeologist]

[oh, am i in the conversation now?]

Yes, I do, and no, it's not working out especially well for me. I still don't regret not leaving her to die, just like I don't regret not leaving Isabela to be dragged away by those assassins, but I see your point too, Hel. I mean especially now.

[cabineyes]

What? You're responsible for saving dear Isabela too?

[ he's just mocking now. oh you blue eyes. no wonder you've died like 30 times. ]

I didn't know I was in the presence of a hero!

[armedarchaeologist]

[sigh.]

Not— Not solely by a long shot. Hel and Dean were probably more helpful, and Isabela, to be fair, did a lot of the saving herself.

[i shot some guys who turned out to be immune to bullets?]

I'm just saying that the instinct to run toward the person in trouble and, you know, try to help, isn't a bad one.

[cabineyes]

It isn't, I agree with you on that. I would just like to add that there's a time and place for everything.

For example now? Now isn't a good time to be thinking anyone but yourself, mate.

[ glad derek's not here to hear this. ]