Teal'c approached the device with a mix of trepidation and tense enmity. In the past several months, he had come to regard the thing as one of the most fearsome opponents he had ever faced. He held his face completely unreadable as he reached it, of course. Never would he allow it the satisfaction of seeing its own power to intimidate him.
"Whatcha doin', T?" O'Neill's voice sounded from the doorway.
Teal'c grimly pulled back the chair and sat down, pushing aside the thick volume of alien poetry that DanielJackson had been translating and left open on the desk. Completely focused on the computer, he didn't even turn to face his friend,"I have recently posted my newest Star Wars tale to O'Neill."
Jack raised an eyebrow slightly. "Good reviews?"
For a long moment, the Jaffa offered no reply. His keen eyes scanned the messages in his email box, his shoulders drawn and tense as he clicked on each response. Finally, he released the mouse and sat back, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Indeed."