In the gym...

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka enters the gym, flips on the lights and checks out the scene. There's a punching bag. It looks a lot like her. She strips down to sweats and a t-shirt and gets down to the serious business of beating the shit out of herself.

And waits for Camulus.

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[godinakilt.livejournal.com]

Camulus abruptly realises just, as the local idiom put it, what the fuck he was doing. He drops Beka's head so hard it impacts solidly with the floor and stands with a swirl of his kilt, breathing heavily. His cheek is smudged with blood and his eyes flash as he glares at the intruder.

"YOU!"

[[OOC: CAPSLOCK OF ANGST! Rescu'd!]]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I wasn't uncomfortable about the sex itself, just about totally breaking a couple without the other mun's consent. *G*]


Beka takes the opportunity to crawl to her feet. She has enough strength left for one move. In a flash of anger, for herself and everything that's happened, she kicks out, just as she had when the battle began. Clips his face, and they both fall. "Action, you snake bastard."

Then she grins weakly at Janet. "Hey."

[godinakilt.livejournal.com]

Camulus rolls to his knees and climbs to his feet, still breathing heavily. He straightens with only a slight effort and kicks the prone Beka solidly in the ribs. "Tau'ri bitch," he snarls.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka grabs her ribs, not faking this time. She pants out: "Unless Tau'ri means mother of the baddest mother-frakking race this side of Andromeda, the next time, you will eat your words."

[godinakilt.livejournal.com]

Camulus looks from Janet to Beka and back, his lip curling up in a sneer. "I will eat my words? Perhaps. But not today. You can barely stand." He laughs. "This was a most pleasant diversion. We must do it again some time. Until then . . ." Camulus turns and strides out of the gym, wiping Beka's blood from his cheek.

[[OOC: I just realised what time it is. I have to get up in, oh, 5 hours. G'night.]]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka watches the Gou'ald's retreating back. "You bet your incredible ass we will."

Then she turns to Janet. "Are you insane? He'd have killed you. He hates you Tau-, uh... Coloradans."

[OOC: Night. *smooches*]

[janet_fraiser]

"I'm not afraid of him," says Janet flatly. "And he knows it. He may hate us, but somewhere deep down, he's afraid of us." She shakes her head, her fury dissipating. "Besides, he laid a hand. More than a hand, actually. On you." Her eyes flash with humor. "Besides, I'm the least scary of any of the Colorado refugees." She grins wryly. "He should be glad it wasn't Daniel. Daniel's grudge is personal." More personal than hers was, anyway.

"We should get you to the infirmary." She shakes her head and corrects herself. "The clinic. You're pretty beat up."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[OOC - Beka just said she wanted a drink and bed, below. Treat it as a response to this.]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Seeing Janet, striding toward them, Beka gets to her feet. She's in no condition to do anything but die, but she is not going to let Camulus hurt her friends.

[janet_fraiser]

She spares a glance at Beka. "You okay?" Time enough to do a thorough medical examination later.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. But you didn't hear that 'mother of a race' thing. OK?"



[OOC - moves from here to departure?]

[janet_fraiser]

"No problem. I didn't hear anything, and neither did you. Right?" *is dying of curosity inside, but can do nothing but respect her friend's wishes, damn it*

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Didn't hear a thing. Especially not that part about Daniel." She tries for another grin, but her face is swelling. Badly.




[OOC - Couldn't resist response here. Aeryn's waiting.]

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: Evil! More emo angst!

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

OOC: Loves her Janet/Daniel. *smooches*

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: Daniel has not yet responded to the hand-holding in the Daniel/Janet talking thread. *angsts* *smooches Beka*

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

OOC: If I was munning him, I'd poke him. Daniel is...shy. But he loves his Janet. Hee. *hugs Janet* Ow.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet is standing in the doorway. Her jaw sets in anger and her eyes harden as she damns the school for not allowing her to carry a weapon. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She barely resists the urge to call him a snake, a completely unscientific epithet she had frowned upon in Colorado. Understand your enemy, study it, dissect it if need be, but do not diminish it. "Get the HELL away from her!"

She strides forward, towards Beka, but her eyes don't leave the Goa'uld for an instant.

[godinakilt.livejournal.com]

Camulus looks contemptuously away from Beka, focusing flashing eyes on the new player. His voice practically resonates with fury. "You? You would think to command me?"

[janet_fraiser]

"You bet your ass I do, buster," says Janet. "You think I would be afraid of you? You think I would be afraid of your entire contemptible, pathetic, species of body-stealing thieves?" She looks him up and down scornfully. "Your kind are on the run now. The dead are multiplying and you--false god that you are--are now here. You've gone from ruling thousands to having to earn your keep."

She's only a few feet away by now, keeping an eye on Beka in the periphery of her vision, but her fury is focused solely on Camulus.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Lets do a quick flyby of Aeryn and Archie and you can dump Beka in her bed. And go play with Cally. *g*)

[janet_fraiser]

(OOC: Okay, cool. Can later do angsty Janet journal entry linking to this and making boys feel all guilty.)

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OK. Watch for my *new* thread here to get us out to the hallway. She'll probably need a hand.)

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[She just asked if you were insane after he left. Prolly we should head for the clinic. Just spotted Aeryn in the hall, so it mightn't be bad to drop in on her.]