Mageheart

"Hali was!" he quickly replied, then promptly shut his mouth. They weren't going to get him to say the truth. Not when that would mean going back to the city. ...

Of course it didn't. Telós let out a heavy sigh. He had definitely gotten it faster than that, but he was starting to guess that actually seeing them and seeing ...

He kept the grim and bitter smile on his face. "I need to kill a Goa'uld named Kek. The charge was given to me when I was helping the people ...

Nadira quickly ducked her head and blushed. "Thanks," she said. "You're cool too, Bo."

He easily dodged the next strings of attacks, like he had dodged the ones before. This was completely due to his Ultimate Eye. He was far too rusty in battle ...

He shrugged and went back to studying his fingernails. The answer was annoying, but something he probably would have come up with at some point. But if there was anything ...

Lucifer awkwardly stood off to the side, unsure of how to join in with the conversation going on. It was more private than any of the others he had heard ...

"Looks like we've got company," he cheerfully commented, looking up from his fingernails at the two new occupants of the room. One was laying on the floor; the other had ...

He hopped to his feet, clutching the tablet close to his chest and scooting away from Hali. Hali was right, but he couldn't accept that someone had figured him out. ...

The real reason for hiding his last name was because he didn't want to give any clues that would reveal his actual identity - all he could think of was ...

"Haven't heard a name like that before," he commented. He leaned up against the bars separating their cells and studied the nonexistent dirt underneath his fingernails. "So, been here long? ...

He raised a leg and blocked the kick. Though it hurt, it provided a suitable defense.

He barely was able to jump out of the way in time, expecting that logic would win over her blood lust. "You're going to lose!" he protested, trying to figure ...

The guard quickly exited the area, leaving just the man and him. He gave the man his signature smirk - best to make a good first impression - and promptly ...

So it looked like whoever was in the middle could talk, which was a good indicator that he was dealing with a mob of some sort. He hadn't been able ...