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Dr. Daniel Jackson ([personal profile] danieljackson) wrote2009-05-03 09:14 pm
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Daniel tossed his pencil at the mess on his desk with a frustrated sound. He leaned back in the chair with a sigh, running his hands through his hair. "I give up. I'm just not seeing it."

The it being a translation he'd been working on for about 36 hours straight. Which equaled out to about 15 cups of coffee and 5 pencils worth. Now the text was starting to look like a bunch of squiggles, no matter how often he adjusted his glasses.

The text had been found on a mostly deserted planet, PT-586. The building structures there seemed to say there had once been an advanced culture...but it seemed to have disappeared into thin air. All that was left was their writings. There was a pattern, but it just didn't follow any languages Jackson was familiar with. The letters were a collection of dashes, dots, and circles. More of a methodical code than anything...

Code...methodical...

"That has to be it," Daniel said aloud. "It's a math based language...which means I'm a bit out of my league." He picked up the phone, calling General Hammond. He was going to need help on this one.
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[identity profile] stargatejackson.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Not long I would think...we'll probably be back today if all goes well. We'll have to get suited up though. Follow me."
Daniel led the way to where they kept the gear for SG3. Most of the team was starting to assemble, already changed into their green fatigues and checking their weapons and gear.

Daniel handed Ian some fatigues for himself with SG3 badges on the shoulders of the sleeves and also a flat touchscreen laptop computer. "Figured you might need this too." He hurried off and returned changed into his uniform as well.

[identity profile] malcolmeffect.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
Ian followed though he still had a question for General Hammond. It had nothing to do with the mission. He took the green fatigues and frowned.

Uh.. do these come in black? It wasn't the most serious question and he looked around at the others as he took the laptop. That he set down before going to change. It would take Ian longer because of his leg. He finally came out fussing with the fatigues. He wasn't fond of them.
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[identity profile] stargatejackson.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Most of the team was already assembled in the Gate Room, Daniel and Ian were the last two to arrive. Daniel was working on putting a couple of notes on paper into his pack and clipping his military helmet on his head. "Ever been on a mission like this?" he asked Ian.

The Captain who was leading the team was briefing his four men, he really didn't have to brief the other two, them being civillians and they probably knew more about what was going on than he did. When he was done, he gave a nod to the General who was standing in the control room above. "Dial it up," the General said and the Stargate's inner circle began to spin.

[identity profile] malcolmeffect.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Ian hated the uniform and was sure it looked worse with the cane. He didn't care much for it but he had no idea where he was going. Ian stepped up beside Daniel.

Unless if involves dinosaurs, no.

Ian was fascinated by the gate. It wasn't the architecture but what kind of mathematics might be involved in what it supposedly did. Ian watched the gate locking in the sequence but his mind was on all those equations.
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[identity profile] stargatejackson.livejournal.com 2009-05-07 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
Daniel gave him a curious look but there really wasn't time to ask him further about it.

"Chevron 7, locked." The technician said over the PA as the gate filled with a blue liquid that whooshed at them at a great speed and then snapped back into the circle, creating the blue liquid pool that glowed as it moved.

SG3 was mobilizing and they made their way through the gate by twos, weapons at the ready. Jackson and Malcolm were the last to walk up the ramp.
"It's a bit of a rush, just as a heads up," Daniel offered some advice. "Oh and, don't hold your breath." He stepped into the event horizon and disappeared.

[identity profile] malcolmeffect.livejournal.com 2009-05-07 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
Ian was startled by the wormhole opening. Once it was activated and turned to the placid water like surface he was fascinated.

A rush. Ian muttered to himself as he stepped up to the event horizon. He poked at it and was surprised to find it felt like there was nothing there. Never one to hesitate too long Ian stepped through wondering what was on the other side.

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