SG1-15 The Power Behind The Throne - Plot & Excerpts
The haze of the sedatives gradually cleared, but Teal’c felt no better for it. The Jaffa tested his bonds. There was no give in the iron. He felt naked without his staff weapon. For much of the journey south to the capitol, Karelea, they had pumped drugs into his body to subdue him. They were ineffective. His symbiote processed much of the toxins rendering the sedatives harmless. Teal’c did not allow his captors to realize he was effectively immune. Instead, he feigned grogginess when they came in to the rolling prison and watched as they sedated the others, and listened to the one called Jahamat as he ingratiated himself into O’Neill’s drug-addled subconscious with his questions. It was well done. The man might have used more direct methods, cracking O’Neill’s psyche open like the shell of a nut, but instead he teased the information out one secret at a time. It took time, but so did the journey south. The gradually increasing warmth through the cell’s thin walls was the only proof that they were actually moving away from the arctic north to more bearable climes.
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