Blog Entries for AuraLily

slipping back through the gate

AuraLily — Wed, 12 Mar 2008 01:00:00 +0100

After spending a short while looking at this place I think maybe it will be as good as any to setup and wait for the next big thing to happen. I have a few gate addresses memorized and I should be able to eventually get back here without much drama or singed clothing. I stand by the gate dialing device and press the symbols and lean on the center. The familiar metallic whir gives way to the liquid swoosh and the gate activates. I have learned to be ready for anything when passing through even fa [...]

bugger he found me ...

AuraLily — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 01:00:00 +0100

Like I have said before, stepping through the a event-horizon of a gate is often a dangerous proposition but one can adapt to most situations. On this particular occasion I step though and find that big pissed off guy that I bonked over the head with a large rock some weeks back. I can tell it is him because well other than similar shape and clothing of a Jaffa he has a nice big dent in his snake head helmet. And he obviously was waiting here for me because up comes the staf [...]

assessing my situation ...

AuraLily — Mon, 11 Feb 2008 01:00:00 +0100

First things first ... find some new clothing to either replace or at least cover-up the scorch marks left on my tunic and pants by staff weapon near hits. I acquired some new and very nasty burns on my right hip when I dove behind the dialing device the last time. The previous attempts to dial a known friendly address resulted in having my pack blasted in two pieces and a good bit of my braided hair being vaporized. Reaching over the top of the consol and pressing the gate address blindly from [...]

where the Ka am I?

AuraLily — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 01:00:00 +0100

I regain consciousness laying face down on the ground my arms crossed over my head. Above the ringing in my ears I hear the sound of a Chappa'ai closing behind me. Relaxing for a microsecond I shake my head to try to regain focus. As my surroundings become a little clearer the world starts to take shape. Shifting the overheating zat to my right hand I rake my hair back from my face and roll to my side and try to push upright. No sound of shooting, no smell of a burning structure that I [...]