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icarusThe Walls of Jericho - 3 (from part 1 here)
by Icarus
"So the aliens are friendly?" Jack asked, settling his P-90 comfortably in his arms. It was stripped, cleaned, and his team was saddled up and ready to go. He was looking forward to this mission. He slammed the magazine back into the gun.
The gate came to life behind them, with a sound that reminded Jack of the toilets in Germany. A really big toilet. Jack smiled around at his team, tight-lipped, and wondered if he should save that joke for another time. You had to be economical with your wisecracks, in case you ran out.
"Oh, they're friendly enough I think. So far," Daniel said, tying his boot laces and holding everyone up as usual. Carter and Teal'c waited patiently at the base of the ramp. Jack stepped towards him as Daniel bounced up. "Of course, we wouldn't really know. They could despise us, but their culture requires that they be polite anyway."
He patted Daniel on the back as he pressed him in the direction of the gate. Daniel paused briefly, but didn't flinch away.
Good. One homophobia test passed.
"So it doesn't matter," Jack responded, eyeing Daniel, "just so long as Carter gets to run her great big… lava lamp."
Daniel and Sam rolled their eyes and Jack pretended not to grin. Yep. All was well. He decided to save the toilet joke.
"Planetary core tests, yes sir," Sam said, gamely repeating herself from the briefing as they climbed the ramp. She knew Daniel did translations in his head, while Teal'c focused only what was relevant for security, and Jack, well, Jack filtered out the gibberish, reading everyone else's reactions instead. When General Hammond sat up it was time to listen. "The planet's molten core is unusually close to the surface, the only way someplace so far from its sun could still support human life. It should have cooled a long time ago, or else be a blazing inferno, but it hasn't. It would be an ideal location to refine both naquada and trinium -- in fact, I suspect that's exactly what the Ancient's used it for."
"Groovy," Jack said as he took point and stepped through the gate, with Daniel close behind.
Part IV here.
by Icarus
"So the aliens are friendly?" Jack asked, settling his P-90 comfortably in his arms. It was stripped, cleaned, and his team was saddled up and ready to go. He was looking forward to this mission. He slammed the magazine back into the gun.
The gate came to life behind them, with a sound that reminded Jack of the toilets in Germany. A really big toilet. Jack smiled around at his team, tight-lipped, and wondered if he should save that joke for another time. You had to be economical with your wisecracks, in case you ran out.
"Oh, they're friendly enough I think. So far," Daniel said, tying his boot laces and holding everyone up as usual. Carter and Teal'c waited patiently at the base of the ramp. Jack stepped towards him as Daniel bounced up. "Of course, we wouldn't really know. They could despise us, but their culture requires that they be polite anyway."
He patted Daniel on the back as he pressed him in the direction of the gate. Daniel paused briefly, but didn't flinch away.
Good. One homophobia test passed.
"So it doesn't matter," Jack responded, eyeing Daniel, "just so long as Carter gets to run her great big… lava lamp."
Daniel and Sam rolled their eyes and Jack pretended not to grin. Yep. All was well. He decided to save the toilet joke.
"Planetary core tests, yes sir," Sam said, gamely repeating herself from the briefing as they climbed the ramp. She knew Daniel did translations in his head, while Teal'c focused only what was relevant for security, and Jack, well, Jack filtered out the gibberish, reading everyone else's reactions instead. When General Hammond sat up it was time to listen. "The planet's molten core is unusually close to the surface, the only way someplace so far from its sun could still support human life. It should have cooled a long time ago, or else be a blazing inferno, but it hasn't. It would be an ideal location to refine both naquada and trinium -- in fact, I suspect that's exactly what the Ancient's used it for."
"Groovy," Jack said as he took point and stepped through the gate, with Daniel close behind.
Part IV here.
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Date: 2004-12-23 01:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-23 02:12 am (UTC)Icarus *fist in the air, "Yes."*