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omnomgoauld) wrote2010-04-03 06:12 pm
omnomgoauld) wrote2010-04-03 06:12 pm
Entry tags:
- au,
- ba'al/eve,
- earthverse,
- nc-17,
- psl
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He had infiltrated and taken control of The Trust. He made his presence known to the SGC. He had hoped, they'd give into his demands but was unsurprised when they didn't. They always succeeded in being complete pains in his--
Ah, well. He sent his clones out, to throw them off his trail. Make it appear as if he had gone elsewhere in the galaxy. While the reality was he hadn't even left Earth. He still had plans to enact on this planet. His current plan entailed securing an Air Force officer, preferably one from the SGC. One that could be taken without any eyebrows raised. And they found one, a Colonel Evelyn Young. Currently out on leave due to the death of a team member. It was easy enough to abduct her. But the real challenge came in keeping her.
The first escape attempt had been annoying. She nearly succeeded. Implantation would be the best course of action. He wanted a mole in the SGC after all. So, then... when he went to preform the implantation. She inexplicably freed herself. She went straight for the tanks and destroyed them. Every last one of his remaining clones were killed. That...
That was more than just annoying.
But it was the third escape attempt that truly infuriated Ba'al. She not only freed herself, yet again, she managed to send out a distress signal.
Infuriating. Annoying. A constant pain.
You'd think that someone like that, he'd simply kill. That thought did cross his mind and it may yet come to that. But after the amount of trouble she caused him. He wanted something back.
He had been forced to move his operation after that little distress signal but he still had his personal space secured. There were only two people who knew its location, himself and his second-in-command of his operation. So, it was here he brought the annoying colonel after that third escape attempt. It had been safest to keep her drugged. It might seem odd, bringing an enemy to your most secret location. Especially one that nearly succeeded in compromising everything. This building he used for his personal area was as secured as he could make it. Apart from locked doors it also had a shield surrounding it to keep things in. The generator for that shield he kept well hidden. Inside the building itself, he had no windows... much like the rooms of the SGC, it was built like a bunker. But that did not stop him from making it pleasing to the eye. The walls were painted. Drapery was hung. Paintings. Expensive furniture.
The room he brought her to was his bedroom. If you could call it that, it had more than just a bed... it was decidedly his space. He collected things that interested him in that room. And she... well, she had started to interest him.
While she was still unconscious he took the liberty of changing her into something more pleasing, skimpy would be the right word for what he chose. As well as seeing to the wounds she obtained on her last escape attempt. Given the trouble she caused he found it necessary to cuff her arms behind her back but he didn't bother cuffing her to anything. Not yet.
As for the outfit he chose? A black collar with a delicate chain running from it to a sheer close cut top that just barely kept her breasts covered. That chain attached to that top then continued on downward attach to another far too small thong. He also found it necessary to put her in long black stockings.
And himself? He was in a simple black pinstriped business suit. He sat on the bed next to where he laid her out.
Finally, he gave her a small injection to wake her.
Ah, well. He sent his clones out, to throw them off his trail. Make it appear as if he had gone elsewhere in the galaxy. While the reality was he hadn't even left Earth. He still had plans to enact on this planet. His current plan entailed securing an Air Force officer, preferably one from the SGC. One that could be taken without any eyebrows raised. And they found one, a Colonel Evelyn Young. Currently out on leave due to the death of a team member. It was easy enough to abduct her. But the real challenge came in keeping her.
The first escape attempt had been annoying. She nearly succeeded. Implantation would be the best course of action. He wanted a mole in the SGC after all. So, then... when he went to preform the implantation. She inexplicably freed herself. She went straight for the tanks and destroyed them. Every last one of his remaining clones were killed. That...
That was more than just annoying.
But it was the third escape attempt that truly infuriated Ba'al. She not only freed herself, yet again, she managed to send out a distress signal.
Infuriating. Annoying. A constant pain.
You'd think that someone like that, he'd simply kill. That thought did cross his mind and it may yet come to that. But after the amount of trouble she caused him. He wanted something back.
He had been forced to move his operation after that little distress signal but he still had his personal space secured. There were only two people who knew its location, himself and his second-in-command of his operation. So, it was here he brought the annoying colonel after that third escape attempt. It had been safest to keep her drugged. It might seem odd, bringing an enemy to your most secret location. Especially one that nearly succeeded in compromising everything. This building he used for his personal area was as secured as he could make it. Apart from locked doors it also had a shield surrounding it to keep things in. The generator for that shield he kept well hidden. Inside the building itself, he had no windows... much like the rooms of the SGC, it was built like a bunker. But that did not stop him from making it pleasing to the eye. The walls were painted. Drapery was hung. Paintings. Expensive furniture.
The room he brought her to was his bedroom. If you could call it that, it had more than just a bed... it was decidedly his space. He collected things that interested him in that room. And she... well, she had started to interest him.
While she was still unconscious he took the liberty of changing her into something more pleasing, skimpy would be the right word for what he chose. As well as seeing to the wounds she obtained on her last escape attempt. Given the trouble she caused he found it necessary to cuff her arms behind her back but he didn't bother cuffing her to anything. Not yet.
As for the outfit he chose? A black collar with a delicate chain running from it to a sheer close cut top that just barely kept her breasts covered. That chain attached to that top then continued on downward attach to another far too small thong. He also found it necessary to put her in long black stockings.
And himself? He was in a simple black pinstriped business suit. He sat on the bed next to where he laid her out.
Finally, he gave her a small injection to wake her.