Rea'c stood and nodded at Kayle. He didn't really want to do it however his presence might assist Kayle in getting answers out of the Goa'uld. If not then he could always resort to persauding him wiht the use of physical violence. That was if he would be allowed to do such a thing, with how the Tau'ri had treated such things so far he doubted he would be allowed to. However the Goa'uld did not need to know that. 

Once Kayle asked where they were heading he lead the way and opened the door to the isolated medical room. He looked at the man laying on the bed still injured, or at least feining it for some reason, however Goa'uld were not always exactly predictable. As soon as he entered the room he looked a tthe Goa'uld. He didn't say a word, just gave him a look of complete and utter disgust, he would let Kay do the talking. He closed the door after she had walked in.

While Kay followed in utter silence, her mind pondered about her next course of actions. Rea'c agreed far too easily though she suspected he wasn't pleased with her suggestion, unsure how accurate her guess was. Namely the fact something wasn't right. Goa'uld were cruel, arrogant and not renowned for stupidity. 

This man didn't seem to fit the profile depicted by her research. 

Again her mind wandered to the memory. From the moment he came into view, his voice deep and arrogant, to after Rea'c fired a well placed staff shot sent him down. Even she was impressed when it hit its mark easily enough and if not for the fact his target was living, Kay might've congratulated the Jaffa on his accomplishment. Her mind kept seeing man laying on the ground. His hands fused with metal and burns as he spoke his final words in a softer, normal voice. Finally, a single trembling hand reached for his neck and revealed an odd device then admitted he only wanted their supplies. That whole scene didn't sit well with her and part of her reason to question the man were mostly selfish based. Above everything, duty or otherwise, Kay wanted answers. 

When she walked in, Rea'c wasted little time in closing the door after with a soft click. Her didn't drift towards the patient. Not immediately anyway as she looked at the two men guarding the once believed Goa'uld, their forms tensed and alert. They stood at attention when they spotted the Lieutenant had arrived and gave the proper greeting. 

"At ease." Kay casually spoke causing the men to relax. 

One of the things she noted was Rea'c's glare, the Jaffa's expression strong enough to determine a mix of disgust and hatred towards the man. The second was the fact the prisoner was still injured. Where he was burned was wrapped in clean bandages and an IV drip was placed within the not singed bit of his arm, the rest slung up and within a cast for protection. Enhance healing didn't just ebb or flow at one's will, no matter how strong one control their body and was of the key aspects that bothered her. 

Wasting little time, Kay moved closer and looked over the wounds the man had earned with his recklessness. "You're better than you were before. You're lucky you weren't just shot dead." 

Aeryn was alarmed when the two ground soldiers that had shot his arm walked into the room. No, he rationalized. If they intended to kill him then they wouldn't have wasted resources on repairing his arm. They were perhaps here to interrogate him. Or... to make casual conversation... This must be just to relax him before the important questions started. Well it wouldn't do not to respond. "You're lucky we weren't all incinerated because of the Jaffa's reckless and tactless action."

He was right more or less. A pristine and operational Kara'kesh had several provisions and safety protocols in place that prevented an overload if it was struck with an energy weapon. Aeryn's however had spent nine years in harsh conditions without proper management. He'd had to nearly rebuild it from spare parts a half dozen times. The only reason that it hadn't detonated was that the Naquadah power cells that ran the shields system among other things were on the verge of failure even with the spares that he had integrated. "Despite their faults I always thought the Jaffa an honorable people. There is no honor in firing on an opponent without assessing the situation beforehand. You are without discipline, blinded by hate. You are lucky your blunder did not cost the three of us our lives."

Rea'c was the next to speak, despite the fact he had not planned to. "I ascertained the situation. As a pitiful pretender god who tried to attack us. Foolishly I might add, I then proceeded to incapacitate his ability to harm us without immediately killing us. I am aware off the safety protocols built into the devices. You were the only one in harms way. As it should be, you are lucky that these people wanted you alive or we would not be having this conversation." 

Aeryn rolled his eyes not really interested in the topic of conversation itself but rather enjoying the fact that the Jaffa felt the need to justify himself to Aeryn, a lowly pathetic pretender. "If you had bothered to 'ascertain' the situation for more than a few moments you would have noticed that my device was covered in scratches, scars, tears, cracks and some areas had melted along with the central crystal being damaged. If you had noticed then you would have restrained from firing on an unstable power source. If it how not been very near critical failure then 'we would not be having this conversation'." Aeryn sighed and looked back up at the ceiling. It was bland and grey. From what he'd seen of the Tau'ri ship so far (which wasn't exactly extensive) they lacked a certain style and decorum which the Goa'uld and Ancients had incorporated into their designs. These ships were bare bones functional. Aeryn did not feel the need to respond to anything else the Jaffa might say. 
 
Aeryn had soldiers like this one during his time as Amenthes. They were rigid and closed minded stuck in one view on how things were. For example all Goa'uld are evil. Aeryn wondered if he'd ever met the Tok'ra. No if Aeryn was going to talk to anyone it would be the Tau'ri soldier. He knew that the humans of Earth possessed many faults but as he understood they also kept an open mind, most of them anyways. Aeryn would wait and see what this one was like. After all she might be fair even if she was slow with drawing her weapon.

"All done?" Kayle felt she let the two spit at each other long enough to get it out of their system. Right now, it was like standing in the middle of a cock fight. The two roosters ruffling their feathers at one another to look bigger then the other and just as pointless when it came to getting something done.

Each point had it's merits and flaws, though she basely took Rea'c's over the man who had threatened them earlier. She wasn't going to condone the man's actions or pretend it didn't affect her views towards him. Any normal person would've felt the same. 

Her arms had crossed over her chest, outright ignoring what she viewed as the pretender Goa'uld's high and mighty attitude. More wars and pointless fighting was cause over such pitiful manners that she felt it was pointless to state this man himself should've followed his own advice. He clearly had to note they were armed and if his equipment was so shoddy, why risk a losing and possibly deadly confrontation for just supplies? Desperation didn't add up to stupidity instantly and it would've been plainly clear there was something off when he first spotted them. Namely by the way they walked and dressed at least making him more cautious then his display showed. 

"I see it pointless to argue, what's done is done. Personally, you lucked out. If we had been expecting hostiles, then his staff weapon would've been the least of your worries." Kay stated firmly, not bothering to explain about her knives at the moment. "You clearly don't seem ignorant about weapons and considering you followed us a bit, if your equipment was in such shoddy shape why risk an open and I might add, aggressive confrontation? You had to see we were carrying weapons easily. A bluff was most likely to get you killed then the needed supplies, even in desperation." 

"It wasn't in 'shoddy' conditions before it was shot off my arm." He continued to stare up at the ceiling. She was at lease curious about the right things Aeryn had to give her that but it also seemed that since he'd been the aggressor she was determined to see her in a negative light. "I've had to repair the Kara'kesh a number of times, it was mostly functional except for the shield and wasn't going to detonate when active but anyone who looked at it could tell that it wouldn't survive a Ma'Tok weapons’ discharge." He said mildly defensively, she was poking into his skills with technology one of the only things in his life that he could say that he was proud of.
 
"As for why I confronted you, the only aliens that have ever visited Tolia are a group of scavengers that call themselves the Lucien Alliance. I assumed from your garb you came from offworld which meant you were one of them." He successfully kept a tone that would have been categorized on earth as 'well duh' out of his voice. These people would have no idea that he was lying through his teeth and if the information he was spinning were true then they shouldn't know about it either. No reason to cause a ruckus when it is not necessary or helpful.
 
"I get or rather got my supplies mostly from ambushing travelers. Not the most noble thing to do I'll admit but as you say I was desperate. When you two came along I assumed that you were a scientist and her bodyguard sent by the Alliance to take a look at my... or rather Halion's Ancient Lab. I've targeted Alliance groups before; there supplies are usually top notch so when I saw you I thought I had been sent a treat. The Alliance patrols that I've taken in the past have been more afraid of a loose 'Goa'uld' than I was of their weapons. If my assumption had been right it should have been simple enough. As I have said your Jaffa lacked discipline and honor... and I misinterpreted the situation" Aeryn said looking at the Jaffa. If Aeryn had actually been Goa'uld he would have completely ignored the pain of his injuries, drawn his staff and Zat'niki'tel shot them both dead. The likely outcome if Aeryn had been Goa'uld was that his host would have died he'd have injured both of them and taken the girl as his new host before killing the Jaffa with his bare hands. Really firing first was the worst mistake the Jaffa could have made under his assumptions.

Kay merely shook her head and shrugged off the noted shift into defense when he defended his equipment. It seemed she hit a nerve with the word shoddy when it came to the description, placing it away for the future. It was something she could exploit later when she wasn't satisfied with his answers. Instead she merely moved on and listened to his explanation. 

Some of it made sense but not all of it. Namely the fact he knew his equipment limitation and admitted to ambush tactics, only to pull something different with them. Something nagged at her about it yet she couldn't understand why. 

"Yet you still knew what it's limitations were and I doubt you could over look the fact one of us had a Ma'Tok." She said bluntly, "As for my friend lacking honor and taking a risk, you didn't any better yourself with yours. I think condemning others flaws to be worse then your own is the greatest show of arrogance and pretending your own mistake is minor doesn't benefit you in the end."'

She sighed a bit, her mind absorbed what she had been told for a moment then added. "Next time I'll have to be quicker with my Zat but I won't say I disagree with my friend's aggressive actions to be honest. How often did you encounter Lucian Alliance during your attempts to resupply?"

"A policy of shooting before a proper risk assessment is made is not a strong basis for offworld exploration. I tire of discussing who made the worse tactical error, niether of us handled the situation as well as should have been done. A good warrior is one that can hit there targets with accuracy, a great warrior is one that knows when to stay the trigger. Tell me if I had truly been a Goa'uld what do you think would have happened?" Aeryn asked ignoring the question of the Alliance's supply schedule knowing that it was what she really wanted to know. He knew now that this girl was or perhaps was trying to appear as closed minded as her companion. She must know that firing when startled is not a decent quality in an officer. He was tired of discussing why the Jaffa should not have been in the field or why he himself should have thought better of his approach.

"For someone growing tired of the topic, you avoided my question relatively easily. So I'll ask it again. How often did you encounter Lucian Alliance during your attempts to resupply?" Kay repeated with a voice steadier then it should've been. 

In fact, it seemed abruptly cold towards his question. A distinct change for her normally warm tone and something those who interacted with her to date would notice, a trait brought on by the fact the man overlooked her question. She didn't like that at all as it sprung alarm bells in her head. Was he hiding something? 

Her eyes slid over to the guards, taking note of them and remind herself of something important. She then waited until the man answered her question or once more saw if he avoided it. 

Aeryn grinned and let a low whistle escape his lips. The woman clearly liked to get straight to the point and had no time for those that didn't. "I see winter's just blown in." He wondered if she's been putting on a warm front in order to make him feel comfortable enough to answer her questions. If so she quickly tired of that persona. "Pray tell me Miss, why does the Lucien Alliance interest you so?" He wasn't stupid enough to answer her questions outright. He'd been on the dealing end of interrogations enough to know that it usually ended in death. Aeryn had heard rumors about the honor and wisdom of the Tau'ri, he now saw that these rumors were mistaken or perhaps that reputation only applied to a handful of warriors. Whatever the reason the two that now stood in front of him looked far more likely to eject him from an airlock than actually let him go. No if they really wanted to know anything he had to offer then he needed something in return.

"Merely updating my research notes." Kay stated simply then turned about and checked the time. "After all, we weren't expecting 'Goa'uld' presence to be on the planet so updating the recorders even with an estimated guess from a first hand encounter is better then nothing at all. Might give some idea how often the Lucian Alliance came to this way and what I might need to expect. It would've helped in your own case if I had more information." 

She then considered leaving, reflected with pity on what little she had had learned and fact the man's attitude told her he wasn't likely to be cooperative. At least she had one less thing to consider talking with the Captain about and hopefully the man would soon be out of their hair. "Since you're not going to answer my question, it seems this was a wasted trip then." 

"Perhaps my questions was misunderstood. Let us pretend that I have been trapped on a planet with no outside communication and outdated technology. Now, what do the Tau'ri have against the Lucien Alliance?"

"I thought most everyone would've hear-" Kay had started before her words were cut short when Rea'c moved. Her eyes widened in a slight surprise, not expecting her companion's reaction after being so silent and taking a back seat to the scene until now. 

Rea'c brushed his way forward past Kay and towards the man lying on the bed. "What the Tau'ri have against the Lucian Alliance is not your concern. What is their concern, and mine is what they have to do with this planet?" He grabbed one of the mans wrists and leaned down over him. "While the Tau'ri have rules against torture I assure you, the Jaffa do not. Especially when it comes to Goa'uld. Or shall we bring the Tok'ra in on this? We could have them use a memory recall device. I hear they are quite painful when you try to resist them." He knew he wouldn't be allowed to perform torture upon a Tau'ri vessel however this man, this false Goa'uld had no way of knowing that.

As long as Kay played ball he'd have the information they needed. He turned briefly to give her an apologetic and somewhat sympathetic look - or at least tried to. She was new to all of this, had never dealt with a Goa'uld and was over her head. Though she'd have to learn fast. "Also, do not think to change the topic back upon us. Or I shall change to your injured arm."

She couldn't allow this to happen. Not because Kay believed herself a saint and incapable of such brutality, she was human and to pretend the violent nature didn't exist within all Tau'ri was a mistake. Everyone had regrets in life, no matter how large or small they were. Thankfully hers were small and minor compared to what Rea'c suggested. 

Despite her cold demeanor, Kay wasn't willing to go this far if she could avoid it and no lives were at risk. It was cruel instead of a required measure to save life. She spotted the look and she was pretty sure he could see her cold mask melt away, revealing her disagreement with his course of action. One of the men stepped forward only be stopped, absentminded, by Kay's hand. 

Her eyes warned Rea'c that if he went too far then she wouldn't stay by and let him. 

Aeryn was not particularly impressed by the Jaffa's threat. The Jaffa had no rules about torture but Aeryn knew as the Jaffa had just stated the Tau'ri did. This Jaffa was under there jurisdiction and there rules at least for the moment. He was neither disturbed by the man's proximity or his breath but something the man did say caught Aeryn's attention. "The Tok'ra are here?" A cold sweat broke out on Aeryn's forehead. Not for the reasons that the Jaffa would assume. He'd thought for many years long and hard about how he would deliver the message of Altenya's death to them. He'd never thought it would go like this. He might not have had a care for what the Jaffa thought of him or even the Tau'ri but the Tok'ra were different. Perhaps if he cooperated then they might grant him an audience.

"They are. They're not too fond of you snakes either. Almost hate you more than the Jaffa do." He released his hold for now, there was no need for one of the guards to get ocncerned and then going to go get the captain. "I'm sure I could wrangle one up when they're back on the ship to bring a memory recall device down and have a little chat with you. I've had one of those things strapped to my skull by one of your kind before right-" He jabbed his finger against the mans skull. "-here. I simply hope that the Tok'ra dial up the sensitivity." He took a step back, he was Kays now.

Aeryn barely registered the Jaffa threats. Though he did shift his head away as the Jaffa jabbed the side of his skull. Aeryn's mind was moving into overdrive. A thoughsand thoughts passing a second and fanishing just as quickly. If ever was a time to come clean about Amenthes now was it though he was mildly surprised that there medical imaging equipment hadn't detected the lack of a symbiote.

"You want information fine. My name is Aeryn Thorde, and I am not a Goa'uld. At least not anymore."

Kay was tense throughout the scene. Her hand fisted and released, her anxiety showed in the simple gesture yet she trusted Rea'c's judgement. He was much more experienced with the Goa'uld then herself, even with the research. A fact that irritated her and needed to change. She made a note to gleam as much information from both Ariadne and Rea'c as soon as possible after the debriefing about the Goa'uld. It will be needed for the future and mere reports weren't enough compared to real experiences or retold tales. She noted the Goa'uld's demeanor had changed at the mention of the Tok'ra, something she had found odd. 

Her eyebrow arched when she heard him make his statement, then spoke. "How did you become free?" 

Her knowledge upon the subject was fuzzy when it came to freed host, namely the removal and existence of prior host. It part of it was because she hadn't gotten to the part of her research yet and the other was the lacking connection to her area of expertise.

This wasn't a subject that Aeryn particularly enjoyed talking about. It had been the best day of his life and the most horrid. The memory was a little fuzzy but he knew what happened well enough. The pain was always sharp in his mind. "My symbiote, Amenthes had an ad..." No he'd leave Altenya out of this unless she came up specifically. There were some memories better left buried. "He had a Ancient Lab on the surface of the planet. I'm sure your sensors picked it up."

Kay noticed the quick shift from ad to Ancient, a big difference between the pronunciation, which told her he was holding something back. Through she could've pressed the issue, instead Kayle just allowed the man to continue with his answer. Something told her that he might likely be more open to Ariadne then herself which meant she might have to appeal to the Tok'ra about having a conversation. She only hoped the symbiote would be willing. 

Aeryn sighed again. "It was a research outpost for a long term project the Ancients were working on. The research was abandoned after a very serious radiation leak that nearly killed the science team." Aeryn left out specifics of the Lab's operations*, that would be a bargaining chip he could use later. "When the radiation was tuned very specifically it affected the Goa'uld genetic code at a cellular level."

"Amenthes died simply put from tumours brought on by radiation poisoning. The way the radiation was tuned it only affected me mildly. I suffered from radiation sickness four perhaps seven cycles of the sun. It was not particularly pleasant but it didn't matter to me. I was free."

She inwardly shuddered at the idea, her mind recalled her own experiences in a faint attempt to understand and relate. It wasn't a surprise she came up short. Casting the thoughts away, Kay then stepped forward as her body broke the spell of stillness and she continued. "Moving on to a different subject. Why were you wandering planet side? The things you mentioned made it seem like you were doing this tactic for a while now." 

She tried to keep her voice free of any emotional basis, instead project a calm demeanor. Her curiosity, on the other hand, was pounding upon her in thick waves. Due to his reaction to her question about freedom, Kay held off asking him about his experience as a Goa'uld because she didn't want to dig up any harsh memories and opted to take it slow instead.

Aeryn gave a smile that held no mirth or joy. "You talked to the Tolians didn't you? Did they seem like the kind of people that could tell the difference between a host and a symbiote." He paused for a moment before continuing. "I was free nine years ago. The Goa'uld and loyal jaffa they ran with most of the functioning ships. Halion Drennon took the rest and he burried the Chapa'ai. There weren't many ways off of Tolia and I lost access to all of them."

"I wasn't in charge of negotiations and not on the bridge during that time. So the answer's no." Kay said simply. "Even my ground mission was cut short, mostly due to hostile natives. Though I think your...introduction style didn't help much." 

Kay tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice when she recalled the fact she has a short mission, unable to learn much of anything about the inhabitants or explore much more then the woodland areas. In her head it felt like she had failed somehow in her performance during it, but she couldn't determine in what way. She had been about to speak again when the intercom interrupted her, cutting her off from speaking farther. 

"Lt. Zaken and Rea'c, will you please report to the debriefing room." 

Kay's eyes glanced upward to the speakers with a slight irritation in her expression before she turned back to the one called Aeryn. "It seems our conversation has been cut short. I'll suggest to Ariadne and Idalia, our ally Tok'ra and her host, to visit. Another thing is talk to the Captain about what you've told me and determine your fate. Likely you'll either shipped back to Earth or remain on ship." 

She didn't make any threats or promises about what influence she might have over it. Namely cause she had little idea how much her opinion might matter to Captain Black or how she might react to it, Kay's experience with the authority figure had only been minimal to date. Barely enough in her own opinion to draw an accurate guess about what her suggestion to the woman and felt slightly nervous over the coming meeting. 

She turned on heel and started out the door, her last words echoed behind her. "I would suggest you rest and relax until then Mr. Thorde."