011. [ location: nearest bar to you ]
Sheppard had enough of Taxon screwing with all of them. Bringing people, places from home, then taking them away. He had seen people disappear and never return. He'd seen it happen a lot in Afghanistan, in the Pegasus Galaxy, now here. At least he had the solace that Tyler hadn't been taken by the Wraith and fed on.
At least there weren't any Wraith in Taxon. Or Ori. Or Gao'uld. Or whatever evil alien race that wanted to destroy them this time.
So, he made his way to the nearest bar and made his order. Tonight he didn't want to think about anything except getting shitfaced.
At least there weren't any Wraith in Taxon. Or Ori. Or Gao'uld. Or whatever evil alien race that wanted to destroy them this time.
So, he made his way to the nearest bar and made his order. Tonight he didn't want to think about anything except getting shitfaced.