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[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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[malcolmeffect.livejournal.com]

Ian had just left his office when he noticed the military officers down the hall. It wasn't uncommon to see them on campus so Ian didn't pay them too much attention as he started for his classroom.

"Dr. Malcolm?"

Ian turned to see the officers were coming toward him. He stopped wondering what was going on. He could imagine a number of things; Hammond, Ja'nee, the Costa Rican incident that was still be hushed.

He shifted his bag and smiled when they got up to him.

"Ian Malcolmm. What can I do for you?" Ian realized how stupid that sounded as soon as it came out but his mind was racing.

"We need you to come with us."

Ian looked over the uniforms in silence. He had learned not to challenge the government asking you to do something.

"Uh.. I'm teaching..in.. well, right now."

"You'll have to cancel."

Ian felt panicked but asked them to wait. Back in his office he left his notes with Brenda, his graduate student to teach. He didn't tell her much, just that he had something that had to be taken care of. With his cane in hand he came back out to see the men still waiting. He had dreamt they would be gone. Nodding he followed them down the hall toward the back of the building. He still had no idea what was going on.

[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.