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Hunting for Answers
Mar. 25th, 2009 02:38 am"Uh huh...yeah..." Daniel was listening with the phone up to his ear as a tech on the other end was reading off their reports. When he'd failed to get his computer to read back to him without being able to see it to program it, he did the next best thing: Call Area 51. Not too many people would be able to do what he just did, but his SGC security clearance carried him right through.
"So it's dormant?" he asked, talking about the liquid in the bottle he'd touched earlier. The slightly southern voice of the technician came through on the other side of the phone. "Yes, the compound is incomplete. It seems to require a specific mirror compound to complete itself. We were thinking of running some simulations as to what kind of compound it would need..."
"Don't worry about that, we can do that here," Daniel said. "Just send over the results of your tests to my lab." He gave her the fax numbers and email addresses so she could do so. He thanked her and hung up the phone.
A little bit later, he was in the lab listening to one of his assistants as they were reading off some of the highlights of the reports that were coming in. Jackson was making sure he was sitting down, as he was supposed to be resting, but his mind was certainly active enough. "Ok, let's run a simulation based on human DNA interacting with this compound. Maybe we'll get lucky and figure out what this substance was meant for."
"So it's dormant?" he asked, talking about the liquid in the bottle he'd touched earlier. The slightly southern voice of the technician came through on the other side of the phone. "Yes, the compound is incomplete. It seems to require a specific mirror compound to complete itself. We were thinking of running some simulations as to what kind of compound it would need..."
"Don't worry about that, we can do that here," Daniel said. "Just send over the results of your tests to my lab." He gave her the fax numbers and email addresses so she could do so. He thanked her and hung up the phone.
A little bit later, he was in the lab listening to one of his assistants as they were reading off some of the highlights of the reports that were coming in. Jackson was making sure he was sitting down, as he was supposed to be resting, but his mind was certainly active enough. "Ok, let's run a simulation based on human DNA interacting with this compound. Maybe we'll get lucky and figure out what this substance was meant for."
