Name: Ylva Falk | Vanja
Rank: Captain (Army, NATO rank) | Senior Deep-cover agent
Callsign: Ebola / Doc. Ebola
Titles: SV, Doc.VRAL, Ba.HG (specialist virology, doctor of viral genetics, bachelor of human genetics)
Role: Science officer, expert in genetics and virology. | Tok'ra infiltrator. Ex.Member of the high council.
Age: 27 (born March 1st, 1987, International waters) | 2312 (unknown location)
Gender: Female | Technically asexual, but considers self female.

Appearance:
Lean, but not lanky, she is physically nearly in perfect shape for her size and weight. Her face is unremarkable, her hair pale brown. She looks several years younger than she is.
Ylva keeps her hair short out of convenience. Her eyes are pale, almost icy blue. Her skin is as pale white as her scandinavian roots dictate. In a crowd, she would not stand out.
As for clothes, she will generally wear clothes that she consider practical. Appearance has never been all that important to her. In her military role, that means some sort of uniform, whereas as a scientist, it'll be casual clothes and a lab coat. Sometimes she'll wear a mix of these.
Ylva is 169.4 cm tall and weighs just short of 64 kg.

Blending:
To everyone else, it is not known how Vanja met Ylva, or when she blended with her. She has not been in contact with the Tok’ra High council since before her old host, Mochán, died. All her reliable information about the Tau’ri advances and the changes in the greater galaxy in recent years comes from that single contact with the other Tok’ra. There are some few things dug out from the internet and such sources, but half are complete lies and the other half is impossible to verify.

Childhood (host):
Ylva was born in 1987 on a the ship where her father was currently stationed, and where her mother also worked at the time as a civilian researcher on a long-term contract. Her mother’s research was of a sensitive nature and it would take too long to replace her, which is the sole reason she continued the project even through her pregnancy.

Following her birth, she generally moved wherever her parents were assigned/stationed, rarely staying more than a year or so in any one place. As a result, she never had many close friends, nor much social interaction with people her own age. Though she was fairly stunted here, her education was the opposite. She proved early on to be a near-prodigy, learning to read well before even starting to attend school. Her rate of learning was considerably higher than that of those her own age, so she also went through school more rapidly, starting her university-level studies years early.

Symbiote career:
Vanja has, naturally enough, a much longer career. She's held countless roles over the centuries. Spy. Assassin. Overseer. Infiltrator. Councilor. Inquisitor. Commander. All these and more among them. But she has always valued science highly. She could never take a host that would ignore its value.

Following the signing of the alliance with the Tau’ri in 1998, they quickly realized from their interactions with Jacob Carter and Selmak that where most humans of the galaxy were not all that independent, the people of the Tau’ri were both strong-minded and very independent in nature. Not to mention, they were more advanced than most societies in the galaxy, their development not having been held down by the Goa’uld. As such, they determined that they had to know more about them. They could not know whether this was true of all the Tau’ri.

As such, the High council determined that the only viable option would be to send an agent to the Tau’ri to learn more about them. He or she would not have access to the Chappa’ai, so he or she would not be able to report in through that. Following the inclusion of Earth in the Asgard’s protected planets’ treaty with the Goa’uld, they also realized that it would be possible that the Asgard would be monitoring any subspace communications to and from Earth. As such, he or she would be alone. Most Tok’ra were good infiltrators, but few could handle operations with so many unknowns. Vanja, being particularly skilled at dealing with unknown societies, volunteered. [this was around 1999-2000].

The Tok’ra covertly transported Vanja and her current host, Mochán, to the world of the Tau’ri, using a single tel’tak they had managed to acquire, then departed. To say that the adjustment was hard, would be an understatement. Still, Vanja’s eons of experience made the adjustment possible without too many errors.

Exactly what happened during the first few years is a different story. After about four-five years, Vanja received notice from the High council that Egeria had been rediscovered, but died shortly afterwards. The news were old, but it had taken time to find an agent that could be spared to track her down. It was a hard blow for Vanja, considering that she was spawned from Egeria. Rather than abandon the mission, Vanja decided that it would be all the more important to stay, for she and Mochán saw great potential in the Tau’ri. She then gave the operatives that checked in with her the information she had gathered so far.

Ironically, some time later, a common low-life shot Mochán in the back, intending to steal his valuables. Because of Vanja, he did not die immediately, but it did pretty much muck up the mission. The first person on the scene happened to be Ylva Falk, who brought him to the best doctor she knew, who in fact happened to be her ‘family’ doctor. He agreed to do his best to help Mochán, though he had no idea about the presence of Vanja. If he did discover anything during his work, he did not say anything. Over the next year, Vanja, Mochán and Ylva Falk grew closer. But there was no saving Mochán from his fate. While the rest of his injuries healed, the damage to his lower spine was irreversible with the technology readily available on earth. Mochán simply could not live with being crippled. It was too hard for him. Vanja did not like Mochán’s death wish, but could not convince him otherwise, and was too respectful of his free will to even consider forcing the issue. Vanja did not share the death wish, so she looked for other options.

Eventually, Vanja opened up to Ylva, who took it with remarkable ease. Following the initial shock, of course. The end result, was that Ylva chose to blend with Vanja and continue her mission. It was her idea initially to consider the option of actually creating a new queen for the Tok’ra. She did not know how, but she thought it would be possible. Mochán in turn, got his wish, and was permitted to die peacefully. [around 2006]

Adulthood (host):
After her first degree, a master’s degree in viral genetics, she followed her father into the military, believing that she could accomplish more as a military scientist than as a civilian scientist. Her mother wasn’t too thrilled about that choice, but did not try to stand in the way. After all, most of her projects tended to be funded by the military too. Thus, Ylva served a few years, rising to the rank of 2nd Lieutenant, then went back to studying so that, among other things, she could complete her doctorate in viral genetics. The military wanted her to research bioweapons, especially in the field of stopping them, though she would also work to develop some. Her mother’s ethics affected these studies particularly, for she began the research into developing bioweapons that would self-destruct a certain time after deployment, rather than random life cycle.

The success of this research was meagre, until suddenly, some 4-5 years ago, there came significant input from scientists working out of some mysterious mountain complex in the americas. Though Ylva had some security clearance by this time, she did not have sufficient clearance to know the true sources of the advances. She had strong theories, but no facts. That clearance only came early april 2013, when she was formally hired by the IOA for the Stargate Program, so that, in their words, her skills in fields like virology could be put to use where they would most benefit the human species.

To say that everything about the stargate program and the how the galaxy truly was came as a surprise to Ylva would be a lie. But to say that nothing was surprising is just as much a lie. Vanja has not been in contact with any other Tok’ra in many years, and Ylva has never spoken to another Tok’ra. The sudden input of the new politics of the galaxy was pretty shocking to them both. They could hardly believe that the Goa’uld empire had at long last fallen. There was so much new information that it took them months of study simply to get a rough idea of what the Status Quo was.

The great increase in available resources that came with the increased security clearance gave Ylva much hope for her idea, though Vanja still thought cloning would be a more reliable solution for solving the issue of no tok’ra queen. In the years prior to her increased security clearance, she had subtly implemented several advances in her work that did not have human origins. Enough to improve human society subtly and make Ylva attractive for the Tau’ri stargate program, but not enough to be of suspected to be anything more than human. Most of it came through using what was already available, but in ways just beyond the reach of most humans.

Host personality:
Ylva is a very determined woman. She doesn't know exactly what she wants with life other than to follow in her parents' footsteps, but she never does anything other than her very best. Logic is at the core of her essence, and if she believes in anything, it would be science. She does not know that there isn't any higher power out there, but neither has she got proof such exists. Or rather, she did not have so before blending. Afterwards, she's known of the Ascended Ancients. But like them, she does not hold to worshipping such. Instead, she seeks to understand.
When she wants something, she will put her very being into achieving that goal, no matter the cost. As such, she eventually caught the eyes of the IOA. For the first few years after they hooked her in, she worked part-time with SG research on earth as a civilian, but there had always been some of her father in her, so she also served in the NATO with the rest of her time.
When the time came for the IOA to fill the crew for the latest BC-304, it did not take them long to decide that she should be on it, nor did it take her long to decide she wanted to be there.

Symbiote personality:
Vanja is not too different from her host. Being blended with each other for many years has naturally resulted in such similarity. They are both determined individuals who rely on logic. If possible, Vanja has even less belief in religion than Ylva. But then, she’s been around goa’uld and their mockery of religion her entire life. She likes using familiar solutions, even if there might be more potential for success in new solutions. in this way, she is a bit set in her ways.

She is also not above using cold, ruthless means to achieve her goals. If someone proves a potential threat to the self-assigned mission, Vanja is not above using any means of removing him or her. Permanently.

Prior to blending with Ylva, Vanja did not have any experience to speak of in virology. Diseases were almost unheard of among goa’uld and Tok’ra, so she had never taken any interest in the subject. As such, even with a number of years of being with Ylva, she still considers the subject fairly new, and doesn’t fully trust it. This is one area she clashes a bit with her host. Where Vanja persists in wanting to gain access to cloning technology and cloning a queen while inserting the genetic memories of a Tok’ra into the symbiote, Ylva thinks that other options have more potential. For example using a retrovirus to convert a tok’ra symbiote with an established personality into a queen.

The most notable effect of the blending is that Vanja is starting to think more outside the box. She has become more willing to accept unusual solutions, in part because of how Ylva thinks, but also because the Tau’ri don’t think the way most humans she’s encountered before do.

Skills:
With their shared knowledge, they have become leading experts in the fields of genetics and virology, advancing the field greatly, but not so much as to risk breaking their cover. Given a sufficiently equipped lab, she/they can construct viruses far more advanced than other tau'ri virologists, even to the point of creating diseases that break down on a timer. Almost perfect bioweapons. But they rarely do so, out of fear that they will be misused. Instead, they both focus upon a much harder field of study, that of viruses capable of altering living creatures without harming them. As of yet, that has not been a success to the degree they hope for. Sure, they've designed cures for some rare conditions formerly incurable, but it is not nearly enough to save the Tok'ra.

Of course, genetics and virology are but small parts of their skills. They're also skilled at unarmed combat, armed combat, piloting (primarily goa'uld vessels), naval and space tactics, infiltration, covert killing, espionage, acting, deceit, computers, rudimentary small unit tactics, common linguistics and many other areas. A bit of a jane of all trades, really.

Personal secrecy:
As a Deep-cover Tok'ra agent, they value their secrecy greatly. Through her father, a high-ranking member of NATO, they've ensured that both her medical and many of her personal records are so deeply classified that they might as well not exist. His own records were classified that way, so it wasn't hard for him to have hers classified as well. He doesn't know why, but he doesn't care. If she wanted it, she probably had a good reason. They share a doctor with his wife and her mother and have since early in Ylva's childhood, so all their medical exams have been done by him anyways.
He reasons that if she wants to be as secretive as him, she might as well get it. Every person has at least some quirks, and if hers are as simple as records secrecy, it is easy for him to make sure they're granted. It could certainly have been a lot worse. Secrecy is his life, so he only enjoys it more when she mimics that.
Of her medical records, only the bare bones are visible even to most military doctors. These details are the ones related to life-and-death issues. Everything else is classified, some parts more deeply than others.

Notes:
Following the blending and joining the IOA involving her in the Stargate Program, Vanja has helped Ylva manufacture a naquadah suppressant to mask the naquadah signature in their blood. Even with their skill at biology, it is not perfect. They've also ensured to have something implanted that interferes with MRIs, preventing such from being used to detect Vanja. This is excused by a supposed accident several years earlier.
Nobody except the Tok'ra High Council knows she's Tok'ra.

Personal quirks:
Due to an incident during childhood with a nurse that messed up when giving her an injection, Ylva developed a mild form of Aichmophobia. This means that she’s utterly terrified of others sticking needles and certain other sharp objects into her. Had it been stronger, she would have been excluded from any chance of military service. Her service in the armed forces naturally requires her to take certain injections and tests on a fairly regular basis. Because she would not give up the idea of following in her father’s footsteps, it was obvious a solution had to be found.

After over a month of searching, her father managed to find a doctor that not only had experience dealing with phobic patients, but also had the right security clearance. He did not want to have any doctor working on his daughter other than his own personal doctor, so security clearance was a requirement. In the years since, whenever anything medical involving needles came up, she would do it with that doctor, who can get her through it without any problems. It might at times have been inconvenient, but it generally worked out. Vanja’s influence has not helped her overcome this problem, though it has helped her when it comes to needles that aren’t to go into her own body.

Ylva does not serve much on the battlefield, so this system works fairly well. Naturally, if she’s unconscious, her phobia does not affect her.

She also can't eat fish without throwing up. Its inconvenient, but not not impossible to deal with. She doesn't make a point out of it, instead simply eating the side dishes if fish is the main course. As dietary quirks go, its one of the easier ones people can have. Nothing Vanja has tried will change this. Ylva is simply too stubborn. She doesn’t want to overcome it. While technically it is not an allergy, the effect is the same.

Because she went through both school and universities at an accelerated pace, she did not get quite as much social growth as others of her same age. Having parents that are highly focused on their respective jobs did not help either. As a result of these and other factors, she is fairly inept when it comes to social interaction, especially those related to Tau’ri customs. Unlike other fields, this is one where Vanja has proven to be fairly helpful. She might not understand Earth customs, but she knows how to interact with others without too many mistakes.

Potential exploits to the character:
Note: These details are not readily available, but can be discovered with digging.

History - Though she tries to hide it, she knows more about galactic history than she possibly should be able to know. She's been involved in a lot of it, after all.

Flora/fauna - Her knowledge of milky way flora/fauna is fairly extensive. Much can be attributed to innate skill at understanding things, but some parts would not make sense for a tau'ri to understand. She's not flawless at hiding these parts.

Crystal-based tech - She's not focused on it, but she knows quite a bit about it, especially when it comes to goa'uld/tok'ra designs. She can recognize what many arrays are supposed to do from merely looking at them.

The knowledge of the Tok'ra - She has intimate knowledge of nearly everything concerning the Tok'ra. This she's pretty good at hiding, especially because it rarely comes up.

Goa’uld - Despite Ylva not having been involved much in the war with the goa'uld, she hates their kind deeply, the way only a tok'ra can.

Naquadah-triggered tech - As a Tok'ra, she can use this. Thus she's careful not to touch anything she believes to be such. But if life and death is on the line and she thinks she can get away with it, she might step over this line.

Medical records - As stated above, most of her medical records, and quite a few of her personal ones, are deeply classified. The staggering amount of red tape covering them might make some people suspect that there is a secret to her. Which happens to be true, of course.

MRI/X-ray - She's managed to find a way to avoid MRI's (through an implant that would mess with MRI technology), but she has not found any means of stopping X-ray tech. If her torso/neck/head is X-rayed, Vanja's presence will not be possible to hide. Eventually, her luck at avoiding this will run out.

EEG - if someone connects and EEG monitor, she will have a dual signal, rather than the single signal a human Would have.

Naquadah Dampener - this technology is not flawless, and has to be utilized fairly regularly to maintain its effect. This could in theory go wrong sometime.

Experience - She has, in many ways, too many years of experience. Ylva may be less patient, but Vanja's inhuman patience sometimes bleeds through.

Eidetic memory - Read things once – know it well. If someone manages to get past all the blocks on her records, they might discover that, while she's always been somewhat of a near-genius, her memory has not always been flawless. However, getting past all that won't be easy for anyone, let alone discovering something so damning inside the secrets.

Wounds - She heals quickly. She can slow it down, but neither likes prolonging dysfunction. The medic in her doesn’t like leaving injuries longer than absolutely necessary.

Strength - while its voluntary to use, she has access to superhuman strength. Sometimes she forgets she shouldn’t have that.

Perfect health - she doesn’t get sick. Ever. No sick leave in many years. She can survive adverse conditions far longer than a human could.

Name: Baldur Ingolfsson
Age: 53
Title: M.D, Psy.D
Appearance: Aged, but not scrawny. Salt-and-pepper-colored hair, kept short, but not overly so. 183cm tall, 71kg.
Role: Provider of Red Tape. NPC.
Nationality: Icelandic

Biography: Little is known about him, and even less is relevant. He's a highly skilled doctor both in the medical areas, and has a second doctorate in psychology, specializing in phobias and post-traumatic stress. He has some of the highest security clearance available to non-military, non-government official persons. Why he has this is classified, but may be related to several of his patients, whom are all high-ranking military officers.

Personality: Stubborn. Sets Doctor-patient confidentiality above all other concerns (other than immediate, life-threatening issues). He will not betray this confidence for any other reason. However, he will go quite far to help others in dealing with the secrecy surrounding his patients, so long as it does not violate their trust in him. He genuinely cares for his work and patients, so anyone who breaks his or his patients' trust, will not find him a friend.

Trivia: He might be in the pay of Ylva's family, but that isn't clear. If he is, then there is no evidence of this fact in his financial records.

If pushed, he will not relent. If he suspects that someone is trying to circumvent him, he will only work harder to stop them.

Symbiote Name: Ahmos
Symbiote Age: 137
Symbiote Biography: Ahmos has seen 3 hosts in its lifetime. Though Symbiotes do not have a gender Ahmos has only ever taken male hosts. He has infiltrated several Goa'uld strongholds and seen to the successful downfall of one weak Goa'uld attempting to form a power base on a single world. All of his hosts have died from mortal wounds, a sad memory of which he recalls was the last host whom died trying to discover the location of a previous agent only to arrive too late and be discovered. It was this that lead him to find Calum and merge with the young slave boy.

His personal history is one he only shares with those he merges with, not descending from the original Tok'ra themselves but proving himself to their ranks after contacting them. What little is known of his past only hints that the ways of the Goa'uld were something he could not agree with. He may have their cold calculating pride but he can not bring himself to enslave others. Though he has proven himself loyal, Ahmos still finds many Tok'ra do not wholly trust him.

Symbiote Personality: Ahmos is a hot tempered Symbiote but a fiercely loyal ally. Though his combat knowledge fighting Jaffa and Goa'uld is rich he has become a talented engineer when involving himself with Goa'uld tech. His infiltration history has made him reluctant to share knowledge even with allies unless his superiors say otherwise.

Blending Effect on Symbiote Personality: Ahmos used to be quite stubborn and still is for the most part. His merging with Calum imprinted a calmer restraint to situations than before. He too has now accepted the belief of clarity on all plains. He may seem cold at times, but his intentions are good.

Symbiote Trivia:
Ahmos is not a friend to Jaffa. He has seen too many people he tried to save murdered at their hands. Be it due to their false gods or not, he harbours a deep hate for them that has amplified from the memories he now shares of Calum's lover.

Ahmos is an operative with the ability to remain stealthy in dangerous locations. Forest worlds and deserts are where he has spent much time on missions.

Ahmos knows how to brew an ale that is almost identical to Earth mead, only it has a spicey taste.

Host Name: Calum
Host Age: 28
Host Appearance:Calum has brown eyes and a strong jaw. The scar on his neck is in the symbol meaning slave. A runic pattern like two hands cupping the symbol meaning "soul". His hair his short but messy and he is rough shaven. He has a scar on his brow, faint but there, from when a staff weapon was smashed into his face to subdue him. He has numerous whip marks on his back and so keeps himself clothed when in public at all times.

He stands at an average of 6ft and is well built. Not to the level many Jaffa are in physical build but years in servitude and then training have toned him to be able to fend for himself in a fight. He has a well spoken voice and often stares over groups to survey how they act.

Host Biography: Calum was one of the many slaves in the service to a Goa'uld who claimed themselves their true God. At a young age he was branded with the mark meaning "slave". A burn tattoo placed on his left side upon the neck. He has been beaten and bruised so many times for showing rebellious acts to his masters that he was finally made an example of. His first love was executed by staff weapons wielded by his own father to prove the rest of the families loyalty before being whipped, marched and then hung from a post beside the Stargate.

It was not until the third night of his hanging there by his wrists, arms dislocated by this point, that he was saved by an old man who used a Staff weapon to remove the chains holding him. Calum could not recall the days that passed after that until he awoke aboard a Tel'Tak cargo ship. The man was dying of a wound he could not heal. He told Calum of his people, the Tok'ra, and of the symbiote he possessed. For many hours they sat and discussed the meaning of these people who fought the false gods from the shadows. In the end, Calum did not take much convincing to believe what would come to pass was necessary.

As the man lay dying, Calum lay with him on the floor and allowed the Symbiote to merge with him. For ten more years he fought the Goa'uld. Meeting the Tauri and surviving the assault on his kind by Anubis if only barely. Now, to strengthen relations for the Tauri/Jaffa/Tok'ra alliance Calum has willingly placed himself as a willing candidate to support his factions allies.

Host Personality: Calum is an inquisitive man. He sees technology that is unfamiliar as curious and cultures of other worlds as a fascinating subject. Though he has much in common with Archaeologists with his fascinations, his skill in covert strikes is unprecedented. Thanks to his symbiote Calum has years of experience to draw upon with the Staff weapons and Zat’nikatel. This has made him an efficient assassin as time has progressed.

Calum holds a dark hatred to Jaffa, for it was one of their commanders that forced his father to murder his future wife. He will work with them, but he will not share a table to eat.

Host Trivia:
Calum does not believe in his false gods philosophy. Instead he has a strong belief that peace in all plains of life achieves a higher state of being. It is a philosophy he has defined all by himself from studying the Ancients history.

Calum enjoys combatting Jaffa for revenge purposes, but when myth and legends come into play he finds himself enthralled by their historical meaning.

Calum has never told anyone about his wife and Ahmos respects his wish to keep it that way. No one knew his lover died along with his unborn child, and that pain still haunts him to this day.

Name: Harry Blaze

Callsign: Deicide

Age: 37

Rank/Title(Dependant on position): Lieutenant Colonel

Appearance: Harry is a slightly abnormal sight in the military, being the thin and short person of only five feet ten inches that he is. He isn't exactly "buff", but he is very fit, being able to run at speeds of 23 kilometers per hour for more than a minute. He has black hair, and black eyes, which is rather normal for a person like him, although if someone were to comment that he looked "emo", he'd punch them in the face. He wears small rectangular glasses when not in a combat situation, and wears auto-fitting contacts in combat.

Out of combat, he wears his uniform constantly, and is quite proud of it.

Role: Strike Team (Leader? Up to you guys, if its alright)

Nationality: Canadian

Biography: Harry was the child of Lieutenant Mike Blaze, and Doctor Jane Wilinski, two members of the Canadian Navy and Civil Services. He never was their actual son though, and he was actually adopted because of their inability to have a child.

But they were smart enough to not conceal that he was adopted, and this was a good decision that prevented any kind of stereotypical drama.

They raised him to be a normal child, although he grew up around hospitals and military bases, but they did the best they could.

He was generally noticed as rather smart, although he didn't apply himself at all, and only got away because of the huge amount of luck he had as a child, passing test based only on prior knowledge.

But as he grew up, it became quite obvious that he had no interest in any career involving him applying himself. His parents were getting incredibly unhappy with the results he was putting out in school.

He did the only he could. He joined the army, although his parents insisted that he be an officer, so that he wouldn't be shamed, when it came to that.

He joined as a Cadet, and joined the Royal Military Academy, to become an Officer. From his former experiences, people at the Academy did not expect him to graduate, or to do very well at anything at all. And because of his height and physique, he wouldn't make a very good soldier.

He surprised them all, especially the masterful jocks who excelled in the academy. He "blazed" through the academy's tactical tests, becoming brilliant at long term strategies and improvising. "Making gambits all day, sucka." from one of his favorite songs became something you'd hear from him.

He became notorious for being extremely stubborn, for attempting to beat each and every simulation that the Academy had, and even some unofficial ones posed to him. If he couldn't beat it in one go, he'd go at it again and again, spending hours, days, even weeks to win.

His tactical style of blowing through became quite predictable after a while, though, which lessened his skill. Others now became familiar with his style, even adapting and using it for themselves. He had to change. Predictability was a tacticians worst nightmare. But he didn't realize this for a while. His slight moment of fame dimmed, and he didn't understand why.

Change came in the form of a book. "History's Greatest Military Disasters", a dumbed down type of entertaining history book that he purchased at a bookstore. They gave him an idea of what he was failing at. They gave him a need, and a reason to be better, because if he failed on the field, him and his men would die, everyone would suffer casualties. And he didn't want to die. Even worse, he didn't want the deaths of people to be on his head, when those deaths could have been prevented.

So he began to analyse his own style, and produced counters and counter-counters to it. He disappeared off campus for weeks, showing up only for classes and tests. The pub he would often visit closed up shop because the customer that single handedly, or single liveredly kept them in business had gone.

When he came back out, there were challengers. New simulations had been added to stock? Brilliant, and just in time. For once again, the Blaze was back, and he was able to beat the simulations, something he'd been failing to do for a long while, as he stagnated. His motto changed, and he became more mature. "Change is the Future" became his motto.

And so came graduation, where he left with honors, and was posted to fight in Sierra Leone's civil war. Time and again, he showed his skills, although even then, they recognized his failures as well. He made mistakes, but he was only human.

The Sierra Leone War ended, with the UN getting kicked out, and he had nothing more for his skills. He didn't like sitting around on his ass all day, and he definitely hated paperwork. So, he requested for UN Duty. When his request was granted, he joined the UN Peacekeepers as a Canadian officer, fighting in most future UN deployments, such as Afghanistan.

But then his prime time came. He was selected as a Strike Leader for the SG program, but, it was because he was still fighting in Afghanistan that he refused the offer. He was told that it was a "special" mission, nothing more, but he refused on grounds of the fact that his job in Afghanistan was not done. It wasn't that he wasn't curious about it, but he could see that his CO wasn't quite happy about the prospect of him being pulled out, which was a slightly minor reason why he refused. It was purely his stubborn desire to not give the enemy the "idea that they had won", which was incredibly arrogant, and didn't quite make sense, considering only he was selected for the program. (He was aware that it was senseless and arrogant.)

Only when Canadian forces pulled out of Afghanistan, and they offered again, did he accept the offer.

He was part of the Canadian SG team, which had the dual purposes of exploration and establishment of bases on other worlds. However, the Canadian SG was quickly dismantled, due to the lack of funding after an "accident", which basically meant that the SG team discovered a crashed ship on one of the assigned area, that contained several androids, which were somehow inactive. The details of the mission are still skewed and only available to higher ranks, but it is known that the androids became immediately aggressive on their reactivation, and took the team by surprise. They annihilated almost all members of the team, and seemed to have a resistance to all the weaponry the team had, like Kull Warriors. However, Harry survived, and overloaded the ship's reactor in an attempt to destroy them, and he took whatever research he could when he got out. The planet is still under supervision, but the ship's fusion style reactor's destruction had wiped most traces of the ship right off.

His superiors were at an impasse. From what the report said, and video evidence, Harry had obviously done a great deed for them, yet, he had also destroyed a possibly large store of knowledge for the Tau'ri. And with the termination of the Canadian SG program, they never made a decision about it.

But Harry was then selected for the Catherine Langford, considering his long service in the military, and him being a former member of an SG team. They mostly selected him for his combat tactical skills, not prowess though, and he's annoyed about the prospect of PAPERWORK being something he would have to deal with

Personality: Harry is a cigar smoking, gun laundering, man with a lifetime of experience with weaponry and the military, Harrison is a well trained man with an arrogant, yet disciplined attitude. He is also incredibly proud of humanity, and his race, believing the Tau'Ri to be the best in the universe.

But when he's not acting like an Officer, (and a lot while he is), he's a quirky and outgoing. One could even describe him as outgoing and genial, as a total opposite to what he can be like if prodded a lot, in which case, he'll burst into a furious rage.

He will obey orders from his superiors, and will deal with insubordination with a subtle, yet disturbing method. He's patient, yet impatient, in the meaning that he can wait for big things, but is incapable of waiting for a burrito to heat up in a microwave.

He is also entirely unpredictable at times, and for all his reputation as a genius planner, sometimes he will unexpectedly shift to using a lot, a hella lot of raw firepower, a tactic he uses rarely, just to surprise others.

Trivia: "Sometimes, all you need is just more firepower" -Harry
¨Firepower is not always the answer.¨ - Same guy.
Weird, huh?

He is also rather skilled with most Tau'Ri firearms, and uses a G36K carbine whenever possible. Not skilled much at all with CQC, and definitely not with spatial non Tau'ri created weaponry.

Name: Cody Brown

Call Sign: No specific one, varied from mission to mission though the majority of the time he was just designated as Arch Angel for kill missions.

Age 24 (June 9th 1990)

Gender: Male

Rank: First Lieutenant

Appearance: Cody is five feet seven inches tall. White but with a clear tan. Muscled but not overly muscled, normally just sean with combat pants and a t-shirt to go with it. His hair is brown and military cut with no facial hair. While his eyes are a gray blue with a light layer of green. If one took off his shirt they would be able to see several scars along his back where he had been tortured in the past.

Role: He's a soldier put on the team for exploring other planets and defending against hostiles, also has been assigned to watch for any signs of traitors.

Nationality: American. From Missouri to be specific.

Biography: Cody grew up getting good grades throughout school but half way through high school he kept fighting with his dad. This led to him being shipped off to the military at the age of 17. His shooting skills were quickly acknowledged and he was trained as a sniper in the Marine Corps. Shortly after Cody and his Spotter William were dropped behind enemy lines in the middle east. They had over 18 high value target kills within 9 months among other lesser value kills. This was unusual but given his skill the higher ups didn't want to take any chances so they would send Cody and William. At this time Cody was unaware, but the CIA had started to take an interest in him and William. They started receiving black ops and they carried them out to the letter. This was until one mission went terribly wrong.

Cody and William had been captured by a terrorist group and were being tortured. For weeks, even months they were tortured for information. William died off after a few months from catching some sort of bug, which was probably painful, but sadly it was merciful compared to what was being done to him. Cody however never caught the bug and was continuously tortured for another month before a team finally came to get him. When he was being debriefed though Cody learned that they were thought to be KIA.

After Cody had recuperated Cody joined the CIA only performing unofficial missions for them. He knocked off drug lords, terrorist targets, political figures posed against the United States, and countless others. This of course was more than just in the middle east. At this point Cody had started traveling everywhere for this job. Cuba, Russia, Chechnya, even a few unknown areas. He'd been everywhere, except space of course, but that is Cody's next destination though as he has been reassigned to the Langford and will be working to ensure the safety of everyone on board.

Personality: The mission. Anything other than that doesn't matter. He however is good with lies and as such puts on a friendly mask for the benefit of others. In reality though, if he is contacted by the right people on earth and is told that it's his mission to kill an on board member. No matter how close they grow together he will carry out the mission without fail, and without regret.

Trivia:
Sniper: Cody's primary weapon of choice is any sniper rifle, but due to the nature of the mission that probably won't be involved much.

Covert: Due to his training and experience sneaking around and gathering intel is something that he is extremely good at. Also it will also be noted that interrogation does not seem to work on him since he can put his mind in a different head space so that he can bear the pain.

Poker Faces: He can be whoever he is ordered to be. Whether it's a drug lord, a highly religious priest, or a servant. Nothing is off limits to him when it comes to a mask.

Name: Penelope Kate

Callsign: WMD - Weapon of Mass Destruction? Woman of Mass Destruction? Who knows!

Age: 38

Rank/Title: Doctor

Appearance: Long black hair, often tied up in a bun, gaunt face with prominent cheekbones, frustratingly pale, dark brown eyes, rather pointy chin, 5'8", skinny.

Role: Scientist

Summary in a sentence: Weapons engineer proficient in high-energy physics obsessed with ascension, convinced it's an obvious solution to the "lukewarm war" (her own words) with the Lucian Alliance.

Nationality: Canadian

Biography: After a bright-eyed college career, Penelope graduated with a doctorate from MIT in experimental nuclear and particle physics. Area 51 expressed interest in her after they read her paper on advancing the yield of atomic bombs through a theoretical substance that bore striking similarities to Naquadah. She was recruited and helped to develop the Mark IX in a peripheral role after introduction to the life of a experimental weapons development engineer. There she met Samantha Carter, who noted that Penelope had a frightening blind curiosity in the project.

Penelope became one of Earth's secret weapons. Her personality lead her to become nigh-obsessed with whatever project she was placed on, and she played an instrumental role in the development of the Horizon Mark IX deployment system and the PWAR - although that project was cancelled when the Asurans displayed an unexpected resistance to Anti-Replicator Waveform technology. With the elimination of the Asurans in the Pegasus galaxy and the Ori in the Milky Way, Penelope found herself in the odd situation of not having a specific job any more.

While there was some development of the Mark X naquadria bomb (which she played part in), funding for such super weapons was diminishing rapidly. The current administration didn't have quite the same zeal for mass destruction as the previous ones. In her frustration and boredom during off-hours, Penelope did research. Lots of research. She learned about the Dakara weapons platform (regretfully destroyed), the Icarus project (billed as a failure on many levels), replicators, symbiote poison, Anubis' planet-buster, Asuran gate beam weapons, and many other theoretical super weapons. Through her research, she learned about Merlin's anti-ascended-being weapon, and through it, ascension. At first ascension was nothing more than a side interest to Merlin's weapon, but it gradually began to grow on her.

As the next administration continued the previous administrations anti-WMD policy, it became less quietly frustrating to her and more of an imminent threat when the Lucian Alliance destroyed two Earth outposts and nearly detonated a 70 MT device in Washington, DC. Clearly, the Lucian Alliance did not believe that Earth had the capacity or fortitude to retaliate. She urged her superiors to strike back hard and fast with neutron bombs, - no lasting radiation, no extensive damage, only dead bad guys - or at least demonstrate that Earth had the capability to do so. They refused. She let it go.

When she heard about the Lucian takeover of Destiny, she again urged her superiors to consider a neutron bomb. Frustrated by her lack of progress, she went over her bosses' heads, using her connection with Carter to get a meeting with Gen. O'Neill of Homeworld Command - something she later realized was a mistake. Especially after how he flat-out denied her ideas. This pissed off her bosses mightily.

While she suffered through menial tasks and pointless dead-end projects, she turned her mind back to the Lucian Alliance arms race. Her superiors were clearly blind; the Lucian Alliance wouldn't stop at three naquadah-enhanced bombs. Earth needed a trump card, and if the bureaucracy couldn't see it now, then at least she'd be prepared when they did. It was here that thoughts of ascension once again haunted her - ascended beings had demonstrated their power and capabilities multiple times. With the majority of super weapons destroyed and her access to useful projects cut off, this seemed like the only logical avenue left to her. So she slowly studied ascension, and even managed to sneak a few looks at the DNA resequencer at Area 51 left over from Anubis' clone Khalek. It (and the one at Atlantis) was strictly off-limits, as physical death and other horrific side effects were likely results.

Her ultimate plan became to either ascend herself, and then demonstrate her new powers to the Lucian Alliance until they felt threatened by Earth a la M.A.D. (whilst researching methods to distract the Ancients or conceal herself so that they wouldn't interfere if it came to wiping out the Lucian Alliance (although she would be willing to sacrifice herself in that event)), or to create a weapon that operates on higher planes of existence, denying the Lucian Alliance's ability to retaliate while also failing to interfere with the Ancients.

After suffering her bosses' new ire (they did everything but fire her), she jumped at the chance to get on board the Langford, believing that at least her former bosses wouldn't be able to influence her in space. The path from disgrace to the Langford was a rocky one, however. After she heard about the ship, she had to convince the head of the project that the weapons systems needed to be inspected to meet Mark IX safety guidelines with some convincing paperwork. She got the project head, in turn, to fill out paperwork requesting herself to the project to oversee Mark IX standards - a request which she assured the project head was standard procedure.

From there, it was a relatively simple task to find something trivially wrong with the system, insist that it be upgraded, wash, rinse, repeat, until she became the only person who really understood all the working parts of the weapons systems in their entirety. That meant that she was part of the briefing committee for the ship's crew, and from there, it was a simple matter to convince the brass that she would be invaluable as a member of the crew. She was therefore accepted as part of the shakedown cruise, and the actual ship deployment. From that point, it wasn't much harder (especially once she'd gotten "close" to some key people) to convince the brass that she should be the lead scientist for the Langford. She was, after all, qualified, and the CO and crew had already gotten used to seeing and interacting with her.

Personality: Ruthless, cold, calculating. She views life through the lens of curiosity, and will sometimes let people make bad decisions, just to see how they and everyone around them will react. Not exactly evil, but certainly not good. She'll act in the better interests of humanity, the ship, the crew, and humanity's allies in that order. Smart, capable, and terrifyingly good at her job. She's always afraid that people will be scared by someone who invents WMD's for a living, so she often tries to distance herself from others. She does, in fact, have a heart, so she attempts to carry herself in a reasonably friendly (if distant) manner. Those friends that she does have are fairly close, though she still tries to hide her "scary WMD-making" self from even their eyes. Rather than simply insult someone's intelligence, she'll take the time to try and teach them. The more people capable of working on a task frees her up for pursuing other interests.

Trivia: Performs trivial maintenance tasks, ostensibly to conform with the CO's "rank doesn't have its privileges" attitude, but more often than not finds herself on the bridge, fiddling with some panel or another, quietly observing, giving unbidden advice to the CO. She's got a drive to know information, especially concerning the ship's status, location, and current mission. Enjoys poker and watching New Girl.

Symbiote Name: Ariadne of Shayet

Symbiote Age: 1103

Short Biography:
Ariadne is the fourth Goa’uld to bear her name. She was spawned for a singular purpose, the safeguarding of the planet Labyrinthus, known in the Goa’uld language as Shayet. The planet serves as a prison for a being defeated long ago by the System Lord Ra. Ariadne served Ra in defending the planet from any interlopers that would dare to walk its soil for fifty years after having taken her first host - a girl from the planets native population. In her fifty-first year as the planets custodian her Ha’tak was assaulted by a far superior force and crippled in battle with the forces of another System Lord. Rather than die defending the planet she chose to surrender, valuing her own life over her fealty to Ra. With a stroke of luck she was spared and given a position as an Underlord in her conquerors court.

As an Underlord no-longer bound to a single planet Ariadne had ample opportunities to refine her genetic knowledge of what it meant to be Goa’uld. To lead as a God, to serve under other Goa’uld, to take advantage of anything and everything in the name of personal gain. As well as this, her duties saw her learning and improving more practical skills. From her memory she learnt a number of the Jaffa martial arts and from her experience on the battlefield she learnt how to effectively command the Jaffa war-machine. She observed that the Jaffa were heartened by her presence on the battlefield and she took to leading from the front when she could. Not all battles are won on the battlefield however, and Ariadne often found herself representing her master in a number of diplomatic situations. She possessed sufficient grace and tact to come out never really losing much but neither did she gain much, finding the backstabbing and pettiness distasteful and frustrating.

The Goa’uld are ever fighting amongst each other however, and territory is not the only thing that regularly shifts allegiance. Over the many years of being a part of Goa’uld infighting Ariadne’s allegiance changed many times. She would do almost anything to survive, and swearing fealty to a new lord became almost a regular occurrence. Partially through self-reflection and partly through the observation of all her new masters Ariadne gradually became aware of one of the most crippling flaws of the Goa’uld race - their arrogant self-centeredness. She was not so arrogant as to assume she was free of this, and knowledge of this flaw within herself allowed her to minimise the impact it had on her even as she exploited it as fully as she could in opponents.

She was largely satisfied with her life as an Underlord, and was content to be traded between the warring System Lords as property, for even as she was, she retained all the privileges of a Goa’uld. Sarcophagus use when necessary to keep her alive and young, a selection of hosts when she tired of her appearance, as well as relative safety. Her life, however, differed from that of the System Lords in a few key ways. She was considered by those servants that saw her as a minor god at best, all their reverence and awe often being directed at whomever was her Lord at the time rather than her. As well, she knew that the Goa’uld wielded no magic, for all the knowledge of their technology resided in her genetic memory, as it does for all Goa’uld. She was not tasked with the tiresome business of maintaining an empire or worrying about who was next likely to betray her as the System Lords kept such things close to themselves, closer than her. This absence of reinforcement of her Godhood meant that she suffered no delusions as some System Lords did, even coming to be privately amused when she saw Goa’uld that believed their own propaganda.

Between knowledge that total self-centeredness presented weakness and having observed that a leader taking an active role in her affairs could bring about more efficiency than one ruling from on high, Ariadne developed some unusual views on how exactly she should treat the subjugated populations of the worlds under her control as well as the Jaffa of her armies. Rather than ruling with an iron fist she made use of positive incentives, being slightly freer with rewards, only punishing the more excessive of transgressions and being consistent in such matters rather than acting on her whim.

This far less cruel behaviour eventually drew the attention of the Tok’ra, who saw the potential of one seemingly not entirely interested in stroking their own ego by utterly dominating everything they could. A Tok’ra agent was instructed to draw close to her and observe her as a potential sympathiser or easy infiltration point. Ariadne eventually discovered the Agent, but rather than following Goa’uld protocol and executing the Tok’ra, Ariadne merely informed the agent that as long as her own operations remained largely untouched she was content to ignore the Tok’ra. When asked why she would do this she explained that she did not care for her masters petty warring and incessant infighting and they’d be better off dead. At such sentiment, the Tok’ra agent asked why she would not consider aiding them. Her reply was that while she had no love for her masters, she was not willing to risk herself to get rid of them, especially knowing they’d just be replaced by someone else. When she released the Tok’ra to continue his business it was with the warning that he’d still be executed if her superior suspected.

It was only when the Tau’ri stormed head-first onto the Galactic stage. The death of Supreme System Lord Ra by the hand of mere primitives threw the careful balance between the System Lords into chaos, and for the first time Ariadne was forced to consider that her life as an Underlord might not be as everlasting as she’d believed. When her own Lord and Master, then Cronus, fell not to Goa’uld but to Tau’ri Ariadne was far away from him. As ever, she had remained far from her master to ensure she wasn’t brought down with him. She was left with a Ha’tak and a few hundred Jaffa with which to hold several worlds. She kept a low profile and a close watch on the Stargates, fearing that she would be the next to feel the wrath of the Tau’ri even as she admired them for their ability to strike in a unified way that none of the fractious System Lords could match.

She maintained her small domain, eventually officially joining Anubis when she saw that the choices were join or die, though she never met him or actively participated in his conquests, seeking to stay as distanced from him as possible. After Anubis’ apparent death, her realm passed to Ba’al as he made a power play to take all of Anubis’ former territory. Ariadne saw it as safer to remain with the more powerful System Lord than oppose him for the sake of ruling in her own name. The moment she truly lost all she had once had, however, was when the Replicators arrived in her system and attacked. The moment she discovered the nature of her enemy Ariadne fled alone on a Tel’tak rather than risk death to save anything she wasn’t carrying already. Minutes later she received the call to support Ba’als fleet at Dakara, a call she promptly ignored, especially given she no longer could assist her master. What most affected her however, was not this massive loss, but the manner in which the Tau’ri managed to defeat the Replicators - as a combined force with the Jaffa. It seemed to her that wherever the Tau’ri went, they united all around them to defeat their foes. To her, they became an ideal for what a united force was capable of, and proved that the Goa’uld way of infighting was truly wrong.

For some time she did not know what to do, and wandered the nearby star systems in her Tel’tak acting, poorly, as a free human trader. This was a little easier for her than it might’ve been for other Goa’uld as she never developed delusions of actually being a god, and knew that she wasn’t entitled to things just for living. She managed to eke out a living for four years like this sometimes trading fairly, sometimes resorting to force, until 2009 when she landed on the world that was once under her care - Shayet.

It was not until an encounter with the forces of a would be System Lord that she made the final steps toward becoming Tok’ra, shortly after having landed on her old planet Shayet. Ariadne was heading to her Tel’tak to leave the humans to their fate when SG-3 arrived to defend the population. Ariadne could not resist the temptation to watch the infamous god-slayers of the Tau’ri in action, and so stayed. This and a multitude of other reasons eventually compelled her to actually join in the battle, loath to see people she still considered hers slaughtered pointlessly. In the course of the battle, she killed several Jaffa that were about to execute prisoners and in doing so saved the life of one of the women of the planet, a particularly fiery and defiant women that refused to bow to the Jaffa even when faced with certain death. She showed her how to wield a Goa’uld weapon against the Jaffa and, inspired by the woman's courage, decided to stay with her and fight the Jaffa to the end. After all, the life she was leading was merely an existence. Fighting here would be a chance to once more feel the exhilaration of triumph over a superior foe.

It wasn’t long before SG-3 found their way to the System Lord himself and eliminated him, and, with their god slain, many of the Jaffa retreated and fled. SG-3 also departed not long after, and though Ariadne had been careful to avoid direct contact with them, she had been impressed by their ability to organise a militia from the natives of the planet as well as the co-ordination within their own team. She decided to stay on the planet herself and try her hand at co-ordinated rebuilding, inspired by the seemingly endless drive of the woman she had saved, whom she’d learned the name of - Idalia.

She wasn’t the only one to stay, however. Many of the Jaffa that had come to the planet were particularly fanatical, and rather than fleeing completely with their Gods death they stayed bent on avenging that death. They remained on planet and began raiding the settlements of the Native populace in heavy handed attempts to show power. Ariadne was presented with two options. Present herself as a Goa’uld to these Jaffa and assume control of them as their god, or organise the natives to cast down the few Jaffa warriors. Partially as an experiment in the effectiveness of her ability to bring the humans together and partly out of fondness for Idalia, Ariadne chose to side with the Natives, training those that were willing to wield left over Jaffa staff weapons. With her deep knowledge of Jaffa tactics and strategies, she was able lead the natives in several victorious skirmishes against the left over Jaffa fanatics. She kept her Tel’tak close at all times in case events went poorly however.

Before the battle with the final group of Jaffa, however, Idalia confronted Ariadne to find out how she knew so much. She was forced to reveal her nature as a Goa’uld, as Idalia would not accept anything but the truth. Ariadne expected to be cast out for sharing the knowledge, but instead Idalia thanked her for choosing to save the people of Shayet, a reaction that stunned Ariadne.

During the battle, even as they fought side by side, Ariadne was struck by a Staff weapon blast from one of the last of the Jaffa. Her host body was damaged too much for her to repair on her own, and without a sarcophagus nearby she believed she had finally met her end. Instead, the completely unexpected occurred. Idalia, seeing the saviour of her people dying, offered herself as a Host for the creature that was truly Ariadne. Ever wishing to live, Ariadne accepted, allowing the previous host body to die.

By the end of the momentous events that took place on that world Ariadne had taken a new host. Once she had fled through the Stargate, much to the bewilderment of the villagers, she realised what she had done as she heard her hosts mental voice screaming in desperation for freedom. Normally she could suppress the voice of a new host with ease, and while she still possessed the capability here, this host was a women she had grown to know, even consider a friend. A woman who had laid down her life to save Ariadne’s own. After all they’d been through, Ariadne could not bring herself to simply silence the girl.

The process was slow, but over a week or so Ariadne began to speak to Idalia in an attempt to calm her host while inwardly wrestling with the decision before her - to blend with a host instead of dominating her. She did not begin the process for some time yet, instead finding a safe world to discuss with Idalia and ensure it was what they both really wanted. Much more discussion was had until they finally decided to blend. By doing that, she would become Tok’ra in spirit, but doing so also changes a Symbiote, and this was one of the most difficult things for Ariadne to accept. They spent a day on the uninhabited world doing this, the process difficult and strange for both parties, but ultimately rewarding as each was able to reconcile the others actions.

From there, Ariadne sought out the Tok’ra, traveling the Stargate network trying to find them. They eventually found her. Tensions were high as she was captured and taken to the new Tok’ra homeworld. When she declared that she wished to join the Tok’ra and described how she’d fought Goa’uld remnant forces on Shayet, she was met with usual Tok’ra skepticism and subjected to many long and arduous tests and interviews to determine her true loyalties. When they finally came to the conclusion that she was sincere, she was allowed to officially join the Tok’ra and live on their homeworld as one of them, though as with all recently turned Goa’uld turncoats she is far from trusted.
Over the roughly five years that Ariadne has lived on the Tok’ra homeworld she has adapted to her new host body and learnt much about a number of distinctly Tok’ra technologies, though she has spent just as much time allowing Idalia to control her body and learn about the new and alien galaxy she now lives in.

More recently, Idalia has been becoming ever more eager to see the galaxy for herself as the allure of fantastic sights the Tok’ra city wears off. Ariadne has also begun to be more vocal in her opinions of the species wasting its potential. The High Council has tried to reconcile her in this area but she will hear nothing of it, and so they have become eager to send her away, a sentiment she is beginning to share, especially with the Tau’ri-Tok’ra alliance being rekindled once more.

Personality:
Ariadne has a personality atypical for most Goa’uld, and does not even fit the normal Tok’ra personality. She is incredibly old by human standards, though not Goa’uld standards, by which she is middle aged. This only affects her personality in that she has lived for over a thousand years being in complete control of both her host body and almost all the people around her, and it has been difficult for her to get used to being a subordinate or equal. As such, she resents being kept out of decision making processes and dislikes having information withheld from her. Nonetheless, she admires the Tau’ri as a species, largely for their ability to work together, something the Goa’uld are notorious for being incapable of. She also deeply respects and admires her Host, Idalia, for her fiery passion and her willingness to take on a Goa’uld symbiote, meaning she will almost never exert control without permission. Though hardly selfless, she still despises overly selfish behaviour, due to the belief that it is the reason the Goa’uld are not themselves the fifth race. Ariadne tends to approach most situations with a fairly cold and logical outlook, conserving life not because of a desire to save people but because it is a waste of resources to let people die. Idalia has influenced her to be less cold, but this aspect still remains.

Effects of Blending on Symbiote Personality:
Idalia’s influence on Ariadne has both softened some of her cold logical attributes and revitalised her slightly jaded nature with the vitality of youth. As well, where Ariadne enjoys luxuries and fine or well crafted things, Idalia’s need to explore and see new things has imprinted strongly, leading Ariadne to seek out new luxuries rather than subsist on the old ones. She has been able to control this new tendency to some extent with logic and has thus avoided anything negative, though she has developed a liking for archeological curios and oddities. She is more accepting of worse environmental conditions, but if anything her tolerance for mistreatment at the hands of those above has lessened even more to the point of nonexistence.

Symbiote Trivia:

- Ariadne’s Kara’kesh is buried with her previous host body on Shayet.
- Ariadne makes full use of the eye-flash and symbiote voice to indicate control of her host.
- Ariadne now has a tendency to collect archeological curios and other souvenirs when she can, though once she has them she places little value on them.
- Ariadne’s Ha’tak was left intact when the Dakara superweapon was activated. Its fate is unknown.

Host Name: Idalia

Host Age: 29

Host Appearance:

163 CM or 5'4 in height. Onboard the Tempest Idalia tends to wear clothing of Tok’ra make that displays to some extent her body, which is in excellent shape due to the presence of a Goa’uld. It is still in muted colours not designed to attract a large amount of attention, merely meant for tasteful aesthetics. On ground missions, she wears the standard Tok’ra uniform, except in situations where a particular camouflage uniform has been issued to the ground team, in which case she will wear that instead. Due to Ariadne’s martial training she wears a forearm holster for a Zat’nik’tel reminiscent of those usually found on Jaffa armour. Both her uniform and casual clothes usually have space to store a Tok'ra healing device for when she is not wearing it on her hand.

Short Biography:
Idalia was born on the planet Shayet, in the community centered around the Stargate. She was fortunate in managing to avoid being taken by the Goa’uld for a potential host, being hidden along with the other more attractive women far from the Stargate whenever it activated. Among her people she was something of an agitator against the Goa’uld, wishing to fight them instead of hiding, but she was never foolish or stupid enough to actually challenge them on her own, having seen and heard of the fates of the others who did.

Her daring and willingness to break with ancient tradition was not limited to merely denouncing the Goa’uld however, and in areas that were less obviously fatal she was quite inquisitive. In her younger years she explored the areas around the settlement for more than anyone in generations had done, much to the chagrin of her parents who worried over her safety. Though much of the surrounding area of settlement is rugged cliffs and broken land, one of her most intrepid journeys took her far enough both along the road away from the settlement and far enough off it for her to come face to face with one of the entrances to the great Labyrinth. For all its magnificence, it did not bring her to believe any more in the Goa’uld. Fortunately for her, she was unable to open the door, no matter the means. When she returned, she brought with her a broken fragment of a control crystal as a souvenir.

As she grew older her adventuring lessened considerably, though not by her choice, rather, the village required her contributions to daily living as it did every member. Shortly after her twentieth birthday, the Chappa’ai activated, as was not uncommon, but instead of an organised force led by a Goa’uld, several Jaffa sprinted through, looking scared to death as though fleeing the wrath of the gods. When Idalia heard of this, she snuck away from the hiding place of the women to see for herself.

When she arrived, she saw the people of the village indecisively milling about the new arrivals, unsure of whether to help them out of fear or slay them in the name of vengeance before their god arrived. Idalia knew which of the two she prefered immediately, and set about rallying first her friends and then the best hunters of the village to take up arms. She saw a chance to finally strike at the Goa’uld without their gods to watch over them and with her decisive spark, the villages pent up frustration and hate finally overflowed. The Jaffa were all slain quickly, their superior weapons no match for the sudden and vicious assault.

The act of Defiance, however small, led to a celebration, of which Idalia was one of the foci. She was conflicted over this, not wishing to be a hero to the village, but also relishing in the moment of victory. In the four years following, no Goa’uld forces came through the Chappa’ai, and it seemed as though the planet was safe at last. One remarkable event did occur in the third year when a group of five humans in strange garb carrying unfamiliar weapons came through the Stargate. They called themselves SG-17, and brought tidings of the Goa’uld defeated. They explored the planet a little before leaving as quickly as they had arrived. For a time Idalia thought of dialing the Chappa’ai with the symbols the outsiders had used to depart, but in the end her fear of such an extreme unknown triumphed over her curiosity. In 2009 a traveler arrived, claiming to be ‘from another village.’ Many of the villagers did not believe this strange woman was who she said she was, as she had goods not seen from the other villages and acted strangely. Before anyone could do anything about this however, a great pyramid descended from the sky in the distance.

When the Goa’uld arrived in ships, SG-3 was not far behind, emerging from the Stargate as if they had known the moment they were needed. Idalia witnessed both the arrival of the Goa’uld ships and the arrival of SG-3, taking heart in the return of the strangers that claimed to have defeated the Goa’uld. It seemed as though her dreams of being free from the oppression of the Goa’uld were finally going to be fulfilled, not just on a small scale filled with uncertainty, but in a grand and final way. She was eager to help SG-3, but as an untrained civilian she was turned aside, claiming that an ‘angry little girl’ would just get in the way. She nonetheless tried, organising a small group of her fellow townsfolk and attacking a Jaffa with the primitive weapons of their people when they stormed the town. She was easily defeated by the Jaffa, bows and spears proving no match for Jaffa armour and training, and was about to be killed as an example of what happened to those that resisted. Fortunately for her, Ariadne had been watching the events unfold and was inspired by her courage. Idalia watched as the strange trader killed the Jaffa with her Zat’nik’tel, before approaching Idalia. Ariadne kept up her ruse as best she could, and taking a Jaffa Ma’tok Staff Weapon, showed Idalia how to fire it.

Unfazed by her brush with death, Idalia immediately sought out more of her kin and taught them what she had just been taught, eager to take the fight to the Jaffa. Ariadne was able to stem Idalia’s lust for revenge long enough for SG-3 to finish the Goa’uld in command, but the moment the Jaffa started retreating, Idalia stormed after them with her new weapon in hand, eager to ensure the invaders of her world were driven away. This brashness almost cost her her life once more, as she was ambushed by several of the fanatical Jaffa who chose to stay and avenge the death of their god. Once again at the tip of a staff weapon, she remained defiant. Once again, she was saved by Ariadne, who with the help of several villagers ambushed the ambushers, killing them in a storm of vengeance.

Twice indebted to Ariadne, Idalia began to stay near to the strange women whom she considered her savior, seeing in her what she’d always wished she could be. A brave and skilled warrior that would stand up to the Goa’uld no matter the odds. Idalia provided the local knowledge that allowed Ariadne to rally a proper militia on Shayet, and fought alongside Ariadne against the fanatical Jaffa, leading several successful battles over a number of months that inspired her with every Jaffa death. However, during this time acting as almost a second in command, she noticed that Ariadne had near perfect knowledge of the Jaffa’s tactics and positions, something no ‘normal trader,’ as Ariadne claimed to be, could know so well.

Before the final battle to defeat the last of the Jaffa, she stormed into Ariadne’s tent and demanded to be told how she knew so much. She deflected the first and second false stories Ariadne gave, driving for the truth. Eventually, Ariadne told her of her true nature as a Goa’uld, demonstrating with an eye flash and the symbiote voice to prove it. Idalia at first had trouble believing, yet after a long silence between the two woman, she decided that Ariadne could not be evil. She was brought to the conclusion by the apparent selflessness shown by Ariadne, a large amount of feeling indebted to her and perhaps a little hero worship.

In the battle the following day, Ariadne was struck by a blast from a staff weapon even as the last Jaffa fell. Idalia’s world nearly shattered as her new friend and savior lay dying, and for what seemed like an age, she simply knelt by the wounded form of not knowing what to do. Eventually, it came to her, something Ariadne had told her the night before. Her friend was not the body that lay dying, but the creature within, a creature that could survive in any body. In what she believed to be a sacrifice of her own life to save the one good Goa’uld she had ever known to exist, she offered her own body for Ariadne. The Goa’uld accepted, and with a kiss Ariadne left her old host body and entered Idalia. When the militia found the two bodies lying side by side after the battle, they assumed both had fallen and bore them back to the town. In reality, Ariadne was in the process of taking command of this new body and planning some kind of escape. She’d aided the people of this world against her former brethren, but now it was time to leave while they still believed her a martyr.

The next thing Idalia knew, she was trapped within her own body. Able to see from her eyes but utterly without control, merely watching her body move as though it were a puppet controlled by some other-worldly force. She tried to move her hands, but they would not obey her. She tried to run, but her legs would not move. When the force reached out to grasp something, she tried to stop it. Once she succeeded in halting her hand for a moment, but then it was lost to her again. She screamed and screamed for freedom, hoping against hope that someone would hear her.

It felt like an eternity before Ariadne finally responded to her. Initially Idalia demanded that she be freed and allowed to return to her village, something of an automatic response to having her body totally usurped. Over time though, Ariadne was able to calm her and they discussed the possibility of the Blending. Idalia was hesitant at first, but eventually could not refuse as she did not wish death on Ariadne and was attracted by the benefits of having a symbiote, in particular the strength to fight any foe and the longevity to explore as long as she wanted. Idalia was also hesitant to decide that joining the Tok’ra was a good idea as she wished to explore the galaxy instead, but Ariadne convinced her by explaining that it would be the safest place for them.

When they were eventually captured by the Tok’ra, Idalia’s efforts were instrumental in convincing them that Ariadne should be spared and allowed to join. Despite this, she was also unhappy with the Tok’ra mistrust and methods, still not fully understanding that things could be as uncertain as they were.

Idalia’s adaptation to the Tok’ra way of life was far more difficult than Ariadne’s, especially as she began to miss her village and friends intensely, never having been away from them for so long. She was unable to see them due to the pairs confinement to the Tok’ra homeworld. She eventually adapted, and once she had she began to drink in all the knowledge the Tok’ra could teach them with much enthusiasm as well as going through Ariadne’s now freely shared memories as well as she could. She learned much from both sources but the marvels of the galaxy still seem new to her and she has not lost any of her childish glee at finding something new.

Though she was informed of the Goa’uld defeat and the lessened need for combative abilities, Idalia nonetheless became quite interested in Ariadne’s skill in personal combat after having witnessed the memories of her in battle. She has spent a fair amount of time training to make use of these memories alongside Ariadne, both of them adapting as much as they could to the use of skill learned centuries ago in a different body. Idalia has, by this point, adapted to the basics of the martial arts Ariadne knows with both unarmed and Ma’tok combat, but there is still much more for her to learn. Though Ariadne knows it all, adapting it to a new body is almost akin to learning it again, especially now that she shares the body instead of dominating it. Idalia has recently become anxious to leave as she is not only eager to explore the galaxy for herself but she is tiring of the shades of grey within Tok’ra politics and methodology. Such things do not sit well with her and while she does not agree with Ariadne’s reasoning for leaving, her own desires still match the goal of leaving.

Host Personality:
Idalia is a determined and exceptionally brave woman. Free of political concerns for most of her life, she has a generally quite black and white moral code, having some trouble thinking of situations or people as anything other than ‘good’ or ‘bad.’ She is filled with a strong wanderlust, and has the spirit of an explorer, always eager to see new things. She has a strong prejudice against the Jaffa as they have always been the ones to carry out the terrible acts of the Goa’uld against her people. Her will is such that she can resist the control of Ariadne for a second or two just as Skara was able to resist Klorel. This has not come into play since her initial experience of being a host however as the pair generally either agree or can come to an agreement with reasonable discussion. Despite Ariadne’s vast knowledge within her mind, she still prefers to see things for herself rather than just remember them.

Host Trivia:

- Idalia still has the piece of control crystal she found on Shayet, she wears it on a necklace next to her skin at all times.
- Idalia has learnt to use a healing device without Ariadne’s assistance, though it is much more taxing for her than it is when they work together.
- Idalia has never been in space and looks forward immensely to seeing it with her own eyes.

Name: Phil Lawson

Callsign: IOA

Age: 42

Rank/Title: Doctor

Appearance:

Role: Physicist/Computer Technician

Nationality: Scottish

Biography:
Phil had an average childhood, getting into science incredibly early. He began studying physics and really interested in it during high school. After leaving to go to college he spent two years working on computing realizing that it was an important field to have base skills in before going on to do physics which usually included using some form of computer technology. Once he finished this course he moved onto grander things.

He did his under-grad major in theoretical physics with a minor in computer engineering and passed at the top of his class before moving on into the field of aeronautical engineering for his post-grad before finally returning to physics for his doctorate finishing his education at 28, largely thanks to his wealthy political parents who managed to finance his expensive education. Once he finished his education in 2000 he was recruited straight into the X-301 program where he helped design the flight controls for the X-301 and was one of the few to be re-assigned to the F-302 project once the 301 failed.

Again he spent a lot of work on the computer systems though also assisted in the construction of the inertial dampener systems due to his experience with the 301 and alien technologies, once the 302 was completed he spent most of his time overseeing production of the vessels until the Prometheus was launched where he was assigned as a shipboard technician and to ensure that the 302s stayed in prime condition with any issues a regular engineer could not fix. He was aboard the Prometheus during the battle of Tegalus and was subsequently beamed down to the planet and assisted in Carters plan to use a F-302 missile with jamming technology to disrupt communications with the satellite.

From then on he spent his time working between R&D at Area 51 and on an assortment of Tauri vessels and during the Langfords construction he was assigned to be one of the lead engineers on the case and as such was asked to stay on after its completion.
Personality:Up beet, stubborn, tough.
Trivia:
He is the lead designer on the R-302 and the new transport craft.
While he is a great Physicist sometimes some of his inventions just do not pan out straight away even though he ups them too.

Name: Kayle H. Zaken
Callsign: Kay is a nick used by her closer teammates and family, except for her father who only uses her full name.
Age: 28
Rank/Title(Dependent on position): Segen (Second lieutenant)
Appearance:Kay’s height stands at 5’6” and weighs a 145 lbs, due to the muscle she has. On duty she wears the standard Stargate uniform provided for her during her four years training, it’s condition well kept and maintain as if it was her very own IDF one. There’s clear pride and care taken in her appearance, her long hair pulled back and braided in to a single, neat braid which reaches to her shoulders. When off duty she wears a simple shirt fitting to her curves, usually grey, with cargo pants in deep green and military grade boots since she’s station on an active ship. One thing she does wear all the time is a gold locket, the David Star carved into the top. It holds a picture of her family within it and she never takes it off because of it’s emotional value, a parting gift from her family before Mossad shipped her out to the USA.

Role: Ground crew

Nationality: Israel

Biography:
Kayle was born within the city of Be’er Sheva in April of 1986. She is the youngest daughter and third child the Sergeant Major Abraham Zaken, and his wife Mariam had. As expected, her old siblings had ended up serving distinguished careers in the IDF like their father before them, encouraged by their father’s stern nature. Both her parents played a heavy role within her life, each one had their own ways of how life should be lived and tried to seek a balance between them for their children. For the most part was a success. Her mother’s focus was to hearten Kayle’s feminine nature and playfulness while her father incorporated a stricter and disciplined role based off his military training. Her fondest memories mingle from her father’s lessons in hand to hand training and marksmanship as early as ten to walking to the Tel Be’er Sheva ruins on the Sabbath with her mother and joining the school’s football (soccer) team.

It was while visiting Tel Be’er Sheva where her love for cultural mystery and strong desire to learn about them had developed. The notion seemed to create an overwhelming curiosity to seek her own answers to understand the world as they viewed it, using their language, cultural history and myths to guide her. At first, when it was mainly focus upon Israel’s history, her father seemed to accept her need to know and even help it. Yet when her need branched off to creating a career in learning about Greek, Egyptian, Norse, and more instead of a IDF career, his mind seemed to view her choice as threatening to her future. Needless to say, her father and she never saw eye to eye when it came to her passion in the end. Sergeant Major Abraham’s stubbornness had managed to drive a slight wage between them, even if it was because he felt his way was the best to prepare his family for the future, good or bad.

When Kay turned eighteen, she had learned the arts of hand to hand combat, marksmanship with a handgun, and knife throwing down to perfection thanks her father. In end, she was more of a confident and strong tomboy than a woman as her mother would say. After graduating high school, Kay did the IDF mandatory service required by each Israeli citizen resulting in being one of the highest noted soldiers within her unit. Now twenty she entered a university within Jerusalem and finally engaged into her passions, her father aided in her funding despite his disappointment in her choice, where she studied the areas of languages, archeology, cultural history, and mythology for four years. Kay found those years to be most enriching until after the semester ended. It was 2010 when her class had taken a ‘Theoretical’ test over what was a made up culture and language to determine their understanding over semester’s course. The goal was to translate and determine the meanings of the old, strange designed glyphs then explain how they were able to determine it. Kayle had noticed first a repeated pattern then attempted to branch off to other areas in comparison, her mind easily clicked when the similarities had arisen in her mind and allowed her to be the only student to pass the given test. Her efforts soon caught Mossad’s attention the following week. At first, Kayle feared she would have to give up her studies and be thrashed into a military career like her father. Before she could decline there was two key problems, ones that forced her to accept the Mossad’s offer. First was the fact it was compulsory and second was her father’s to jerk any future funding to further her education. Needless to say, Kay didn’t have much of a choice then to accept it.

She was surprised to learn Mossad hadn’t intended to interrupt her learning, but rather provide a grant and opportunity to instead farther it. On the condition she was to be assigned to an international project ran by something called the Stargate Program. Naturally Kay was curious to learn about such a thing, with the main driving motive to continue her passion, and became determined to give it her best. When they had started to debrief her about what the program was about, namely what little they knew, she began to find it harder to see in a serious light. It was difficult for her to imagine a space program which main goal was to travel to other worlds, seeking out gates to activate a line back to Earth and explore them. Though the woman would admit, she found the idea rather fun and exciting, even if it seemed like an elaborate joke to her. Instant of ceasing the joke, Kay decided to wait until the punch line was sprang and bare the laughter at her silliness.

She was shipped overseas to America within days after her entrance into Mossad for the Stargate Program. They arrived at an undisclosed, isolated location where she met the officer who would supervise her training and first real proof this whole matter wasn’t a joke. Kay felt skeptical when she was handed a device she had never seen before. Then she was warned she might feel a little out of it when they presented the proof, the travel means were going to be a bit unique compared to using more modern means, as suddenly they were bathed in blinding light. Before she knew it, she was no longer on American soil but instead, beamed onto the American ship Odyssey. Besides trying to keep from throwing up, Kayle also had the challenge of trying to keep her jaw from dropping at the strangeness of it all.

During the years to follow before the Catherine Langford was scheduled to be completed and launched on her maiden voyage, Kay had thrown herself fully into the Stargate program’s requirements. Still in contact with Mossad, part of the American and Israeli agreement, they kept tabs on her throughout her involvement. She learned about the various races, from the Ancients to Goa’uld and even the Wraith, and their languages which held similarities to key historic Earth Cultures and myths like Egyptian, Norse, Greek, and more. Her university studies helped in her digestion of the information while she pieced over several years of gathered data in a small time frame. Likely she would still continue it even when she was on board but for now, she focused mainly on what was important. In addition to the information, Kay was introduced to weapons and technology used by the Jaffa and Goa’uld, even Tok’ra, where she learned how to both combat purposes as well as is able to identify each one of them. It was a lot of information to absorb in a small time yet she refused to allow her lacking experience and shortcomings allow her to fail.

In the present now, she’s excited about the voyage to happen.

Personality:
-Hardworking(Perfectionist): She will deny it until she’s blue in the face, but Kayle and her father have one thing in common. They are set perfectionists when it comes to their own performance, this trait is far worse when she has that inner knowledge she can do better. The notion will drive her crazy, slowly fading as she improves until she either meets her expectations or finally realizes her own limits. Though finally accepting the latter might take longer, her mind set and driven to met the task she’s made for herself. Currently her struggles are worse with a Ma’Tok staff weapon, at least when it comes to aiming accurately, something she still hasn’t mastered.

- Adventurous/Bit of a bookworm: Even as a child, Kayle had a strong desire to learn about other cultures, namely long past and dead ones before the Stargate Program. Now with introduction of new, alien races like Goa’uld, Tok’ra, and more, that natural trait had grown to higher expectations since the goal of the Catherine Langford is to travel beyond Earth and reconnect lost Stargates back to Earth. The notion of what she might learn through this experience is brand new to her and slightly overwhelming, an unrealized dream come true at what she might learn on this trip. One of the main reasons she seeks to extend her knowledge about other cultures is because she believes it will bring greater understanding about what influences their choices as reflected by their culture, language, and even myths. In addition, it might aid her nation’s people into the future.

-Teamplayer/Friendly: When she was in IDF, her commanding officer described her as obedient and highly valued soldier. However behind the military training and upbring, her comrades describe a different person who is friendly and ferociously loyal to her companions as well as her nation’s people. Kay’s rather open about her past within Israel when it comes to her childhood and university career choices when asked, though usually she’s more eager to discuss the knowledge she acquired during the Stargate program and about other Earth cultures in history.

Trivia:

-Off duty, she either has her nose in a book or in research over one of the races the Stargate has discovered. Some of her favorite genres are fantasy and romance, though she’s been known to pick up a Star Wars novel a time or two when she was bored.

-Kayle is a keen shot with a pistol. Her father had trained her in shooting, self defense, and knife combat at a young age which have followed her through the years even when she made it into the Stargate Program. To this day she still strives to keep herself from growing rusty and tends to aim for improvement. open to suggestions from other more skilled partners when she gets the chance. It’s a rarity she misses with either her knife or gun but it does happen, a fact which stirs up her perfectionist nature.

-Kay has a number of knives on her person, usually hidden from sight for cases of emergency use. She is never, never without a knife on her though the exact number and where they come from is a mystery even to her unit members...

-Being raised in Israel and in the Jewish religion, Kayle doesn’t eat pork. More out of choice then need which shows respect towards her origins, but the situation can easily change her view when it comes down to survival.