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Exxaciel Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 6/17/05 10:46am Subject: Unexpected Guests SW/Stargate Crossover - Date Edited: 6/17/05 10:47am (1 edits total) Edited By: Exxaciel
	How could we have been so stupid? was the general thought running through the heads of SG-1. They were parked in a cell in a mother ship owned by Apophis. It had been a nice, normal mission to an alien planet then, boom, surrounded by Jaffa. Colonel Jack O’Neill banged his head on the wall. Must… get… out. -----signature----- I didn't do it, you can't prove it, the only witness was the Wookie and I'm not translating! "The Amplifier Amplifies" @ http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=24611049&brd=10476&start=24762943 Adopter of Obi-4
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Exxaciel Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 6/17/05 10:48am Subject: RE: Unexpected Guests SW/Stargate Crossover
	“Master Naroko!” Naroko Chiston, Jedi Knight of the Old Republic, Survivor of the Jedi Purge, and Master of the Galaxy’s Most Annoying Padawan, cracked open one eye. “Mmmph,” she said. Very articulate. Sitting up, she tried again, tucking several errant strands of long black hair behind her ear. “What?” Then she saw it behind her still-partially closed eyelids: three men and one woman sitting dejectedly in a cell. The image flashed, replaced by a cruel-looking, dark-skinned man. The right side of his face was partially covered by metal plates. Another flash, then Naroko saw seven symbols. The image faded, and she opened her eyes. Her Padawan Learner, Arianna Esdel stood before her. “Did you see it?” she asked earnestly. “Yep. Any idea who they are?” Ari shook her long-muzzled head, her feathered crest wiggling. Naroko stood. She was very tall, almost 1.83 meters, with long, crow-black hair, black eyes, gold-brown skin, and high cheekbones. Even so, she was dwarfed by her apprentice. The Nacrasian was 2.25 meters in height, with a long, lanky build. A somewhat horse-like head perched atop a long, furry neck and narrow shoulders. Her hands were slender and four-fingered, a small claw tipping each delicate digit. A prosthetic attachment replaced half of her left hand, the original part lopped off in a supposedly friendly lightsaber duel many years ago. Her feet were like a velociraptor’s in design, the second toe evolved into a retractable switchblade. A slim, catlike tail trailed behind her. Ari stepped backward to give her master room. “Is he up yet?” Naroko asked, referring to their friend in the next room. Ari shook her head again. “And I’m not about to be the one to wake him. He’ll toss me halfway down the hallway before I could blink.” “All right, then, I’ll get him. You can pack standard gear: sabers, comm-links, rations, the usual.” Ari nodded eagerly and turned to leave Naroko’s room. The Jedi Knight thought of something else. “And no marzipan!” she called after Ari’s retreating form. Naroko left her room and entered the next one. Its occupant was dozing in a chair. Naroko sighed, and then braced herself in the door frame. “Anakin! Up and attem!” she called. The Force blow caught her in the chest, nearly knocking her from her position. “Up, Skywalker!” The former Sith Lord raised his head off of his arms. “Can I help you, Naroko?” he asked, unreadable as always behind his respirator mask. “We got a help call. We’re going to answer it. So that we may do that, you can get up.” Naroko got the impression Anakin was rolling his eyes. He stood and followed her out. Ari stood by the door with three small packs. She eyed Anakin and Naroko in turn. “Wow, he didn’t kill you,” she said approvingly. “He tried.” “When I want to kill someone, I don’t try, I do,” Anakin said. “Like you killed Obi-wan, and all those Admirals, and-“Ari retorted. “Shall we drop this?” Anakin said irritably, “Do we even know where we’re going?” Naroko and Ari looked at each other. “Good point.” Naroko said. She crossed to a small computer on a nearby desk. The Jedi opened a link to the Everytown guide and hit search. Using details from her vision, she narrowed down the possible list of portals. A few moments later, she grinned triumphantly. “Got it. We are going through the Stargate portal to a world designated PX6-9916. Those symbols we saw make up the address to the planet. We go to the gate, punch in the symbols, and head on through.” Naroko said. “How?” Naroko perused the screen. “Some kind of wormhole technology. Maybe they’ll let you play with it, Anakin.” “I do not ‘play’ with technology, I make it better.” he corrected. That said, Naroko shut off the computer and led the group out the door. The bright sun of Everytown was almost painful after the relative dimness of their rented quarters. Portals to every reality and storyline imaginable lined the streets, which were populated by being of every description. About half a kilometer away stood the Stargate, a huge, metallic ring inscribed with symbols. Naroko punched in the symbols from her vision on a mushroom shaped device next to the gate. Ari, who had been standing a little close to the large ring, leaped back with a yelp as the wormhole activated. The Nacrasian knocked into Anakin, and both of them tumbled to the pavement. “I seem to be on the ground a lot since we got together,” the former Sith Lord said dryly, picking himself up awkwardly. Naroko shrugged and stepped through the Stargate. Spinning, dizzy, sick, whirling colors… The wormhole spit the Jedi out onto a desert planet. The gate itself was guarded by a dozen Jaffa. They brought staff weapons to bear on the trio. That was the last thing they did. -----signature----- I didn't do it, you can't prove it, the only witness was the Wookie and I'm not translating! "The Amplifier Amplifies" @ http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=24611049&brd=10476&start=24762943 Adopter of Obi-4
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Jei-El Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 7/5/05 7:23pm Subject: RE: Unexpected Guests SW/Stargate Crossover
	Interresting. -----signature----- Islands in the Stars: Obi-Wan cloned. Why? 1-21-8 http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/27997257/p1/?0 Surreptitious: Pre-Reunions. WIP 1-9-7. http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/20247250/?17 Member of UnPopular Revalution
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VadersMistress Registered: Apr '04	Date Posted: 7/7/05 10:29am Subject: RE: Unexpected Guests SW/Stargate Crossover
	Interesting crossover. I like the premise though. A job well done, I'd say. -----signature----- Harry Potter > Twilight Would I rather be feared or loved? Um... Easy, both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me. Persia pwns your face.
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Just_Jill Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 9/13/05 11:56am Subject: RE: Unexpected Guests SW/Stargate Crossover
	Enchanting beginning. I'm a touch confused, but that's normal for a new story. Definitely going to be fun! Just Jill -----signature----- Haunted: coming soon To see a trailer, please go to: http://boards.theforce.net/Fan_Fiction_Resource/b10304/3604701/p26/?648 Fun website: www.nanowrimo.org Fics in Bio
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