New verse with malcolmeffect

[danieljackson]

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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[stargatejackson.livejournal.com]

Daniel was used to Gate travel by now so the sudden rush of momentum through the stars didn't catch him off guard too badly. He did hop a few steps on the other side to get his balance and looked around at the planet they had come to.

It still was a bit creepy. A veritable ghost town, only this was a very advanced ghost town. The buildings were all white with most of them were sectioned like cube building blocks. In fact, most if not all of the buildings were simple geometric shapes. The road leading away from the gate was completely flat and smooth but the scientists hadn't been able to figure out what it was made of yet. Mostly because it was too flat and hard for them to take a sample.

SG3 team was standing at the ready, poised around the gate in defensive positions, in case of trouble.

[malcolmeffect.livejournal.com]

Ian was not used to it not did he have the ability to catch himself. He came out and pitched forward on to the ground.

Ian slowly sat up on the ground and took in his surroundings. It seemed very odd to him how the buildings were arranged and shaped.

After a moment he stood and brushed himself off. You should have a warning about that last step.

[stargatejackson.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, I did say it was a rush..." Daniel said apologetically. The gate shut off behind them with an almost reverse swoosh sound.

"We're clear," SG3 leader said and everyone took a more relaxed position with their weapons. "After you, Dr. Jackson."

"Right, this way." Daniel started off towards one of the nearest buildings down the smooth white road. He entered the first one they came to at ground floor, touching a blue triangle shape on the side of the wall to open the door. The inside of the room was much like the pictures they had took. Nothing had changed since they had last been there. "Deja vu," Daniel said, looking around at the writings on the walls.

[malcolmeffect.livejournal.com]

.. I wouldn't say a rush is like being tossed out a door. Ian glanced back at the gate before following Daniel.

He took time to look over the architecture and was really curious about the door mechanism though he didn't take time to examine it. Ian stepped into the room and looked around briefly before his eyes settled on the box.

[stargatejackson.livejournal.com]

Daniel walked around the windowless room covered in inscriptions and the unmarked cube in the middle of it. "Well...there it is...now what? I mean we could just cut into it, but if it's meant to be opened, there has to be an easier way."

[malcolmeffect.livejournal.com]

Ian looked down at the block curiously and shrugged at Daniel's question. Have you tried to open it?

[stargatejackson.livejournal.com]

"We didn't think we had to." Daniel squatted down by it, feeling around for a switch or something. Then he tried pushing against it but it seemed to be stuck to the floor. "Oookkkk...that exhausts my list of ideas. Your turn?"

[malcolmeffect.livejournal.com]

Do all the rooms have these boxes or just this one? Ian looked around the walls and the floor to see if he could find any sort of mechanism. Finally he paused and looked p at the ceiling above the box.