Teyla's Background Story

I was in the computer lab at my engineering school. I was one of the youngest, 19 years old, ahead of my peers. I'd spent my youth being a bit of a prodigy. My supervisor came in, looked at me, and frowned. She walked over to me, determined.

"Teyla, kiddo, you're going to have to leave. You can't stay in this lab thinking the world revolves around your AI project." “But ma’am, we’ll manage. Besides, I do gymnastics, athletics, and Aikido. I participate in chess tournaments, I…” She put a finger to my lips.

“That’s enough! You’re wasting your future. You’re not living. So, I’ve just enrolled you in my colleague Chia Ostoaki’s lab in Japan at the university… She has more resources than here, and she told me she’d welcome you the way I welcomed her during her stay in Paris. We had such fun! She promised to show you all the possibilities.” She took off my glasses and undid my bun.

“And stop making yourself look ugly with those fake glasses and that old-fashioned hairstyle, those clothes that make you look old before your time. You’re 19. Have fun with the boys.” Your virginity is no longer a future asset. Anyway, you'll have to wear a uniform, and I assure you, the little Japanese students are sexy in their uniforms. You'll drive them wild with your red hair and emerald green eyes.

"But, but no, I can't..." I blushed, lowering my head.

She gave me all the papers, already filled out and validated.

"But if I don't want to leave, I'm fine here."

She glared at me.

"I'll have you expelled, and you'll lose everything. I didn't go to all this trouble for you to abandon me. That's an order, understood. You have your passport because we used it for the convention in Houston last year. Plus, you'll get a two-year renewable student/researcher visa."

"When do I have to leave?"

"You have one month to pack your things. Go on, get out; it'll do you good."

"Thank you, ma'am." She placed a kiss on my lips, which surprised me.

"Perhaps you'll find a way to thank me when you get back, but above all, have fun, otherwise you'll end up an old maid. A virtual boy doesn't exactly warm you up at night."