Sam would like to think their conversations had been a little more profound than that, but she had to admit that a lot of the talk had usually centered around Cassie and work.īut Vala has a point. The thing was though, she never really did discuss nail polish with Janet. That she hadn’t even noticed the fact was even scarier. Not since that’s last time with Janet at least. In fact, Sam couldn’t remember the last time she’d been ‘out with the girls’. One, Vala isn’t trying to get her fired up the way she likes to with Daniel and Mitchell, and two, she’d pretty much hit the nail right on the head. Sam’s about to fire off a smart-ass remark about the color of kettles and pots but stops because she realizes two things.
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“You’re around all these men all day, and not that that’s the most difficult sacrifice to make by any stretch of the imagination, but who do you go to when you want to talk nail polish? And don’t feed me some line about being not being girlie, because I’ve seen your bare feet in the showers.” Vala slides a knowing look towards Sam’s booted feet. Sam’s not sure if the woman was bored or if she'd come here with something specific in mind. Female of the species.” Vala had been flitting around her lab for the last half hour. Sam looks up from her work, momentarily confused. “You don’t have many women friends, do you?” And then she had figured out a solution to the super gate problem faster than Sam had been able to…īy the time the Marks reports that there were no life signs aboard the ship just before it was destroyed, Sam has already chastised herself six ways from Sunday for making assumptions about the woman before evaluating the data for herself. Here she’d been feeling put out that this thief had not only stolen her ship, but also her place on SG-1. When Vala’s ship was destroyed by the super gate, Sam felt like dirt. Teal’c said only that ‘Vala Mal Doran is…interesting.’ Cameron complained about her battle tactics almost getting them all killed and how her bravado was getting them into more trouble than she was worth. Daniel complained endlessly about the harassment, the innuendo, the thieving and manipulation, the complete lack of respect for the history and culture of the people of P27-919… The list went on. She just wasn’t too happy about having to defend her designs for the security protocols she had assured the engineering committee were unbreakable.īy the time they did finally meet, Sam had several months of correspondence with both Daniel and Cameron to color her opinion. Sam swore to herself that if she ever met up with that woman, she’d…well, it wouldn’t be pleasant. And Vala Mal Doran had waltzed aboard, beaten the snot out of Daniel, overridden Sam’s security protocols, and made off with her ship. Ok, not her own personal spaceship, but the Prometheus was in large part her design and had her blood, sweat, and tears all over it. She was prepared to really dislike Vala.Īfter all, the woman had stolen her spaceship. System lords, space pirates, and budget-cutting congressional blow-hards. Hate was reserved for the more sinister types. The first time Sam met Vala, she was prepared to hate the woman. Sometimes you get the chance to start again. Summary: Sometimes you start off on the wrong foot. I hope there are still people who like potato salad. I didn't want to show up empty handed at this one.
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I always feel like ficathons are like going to a pot-luck supper.some people bring a nice roast, some people show up with those delightfully sinful desserts, some people don't know what to bring, so they show up with potato salad. Quite often, it will emerge from the room with a different attitude.My internet was broken this weekend, which was probably a good thing since I wasn't distracted by the shiny new stories and actually finished this.