Catherine Hatshepsut Jackson-Knight (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} hattie_notqueen) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2009-01-20 13:44:00 |
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WHAT: A meeting of sorts.
WHEN: During the timey-wimey plot.
RATINGS: Ooh, I hope not. This is not my twisted pairing.
Hattie didn't know it, but she was standing right where the SGC would have been had it been built in this world. But it hadn't, so she was standing atop a very grassy hill overlooking the mountains, a'la Julie Andrews in the Sound of Music. Which, she hadn't seen.
It didn't matter, really. She'd been using her cellphone to talk to a nice guy who had been about to help her when some mysterious someone or other had said a car was coming for her. She had no idea how said car was going to FIND her, but if it was coming "after" her, so to speak, she wasn't sure if she wanted to give it much help.
So, she stayed where she was, dressed in the same jeans, t-shirt and sweater that she'd been wearing aboard the ship studying with her dad. Her glasses were nowhere to be found, and she was grateful that her phone was fully charged, even if she had no one to call.