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May. 3rd, 2009 09:14 pmDaniel 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.
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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Date: 2009-05-04 05:35 am (UTC)"Ok, so...assuming that's right..." he had a flicker of an idea going. "This room could be representative of that idea. A sort of...display room?"
The door opened and the lieutenant came in and handed Dr. Jackson two papers. "Thank you! Finally." He slid over a non-disclosure agreement and pen. The paper states that the undersigned is sworn to never reveal the classified information he will be allowed access to, etc. etc. with a blank space for a signature.
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Date: 2009-05-04 05:41 am (UTC)Ian shrugged. The equation could be describing any object inside or outside of the room.
Ian looked up when the papers came. He'd seen these before. Like the last time he wasn't in a position where he could refuse to sign them. He signed the papers reluctantly before going back to the equation.
These need to be graphed in 3 dimensional space. The vectors might explain more once they are mapped.
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Date: 2009-05-04 05:50 am (UTC)It was a relief when he signed the papers, now he didn't have to feel like a heel for being so secretive.
"Sure, what do you need? A computer probably?"
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Date: 2009-05-04 05:58 am (UTC)A computer with Origin.
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:04 am (UTC)"Com'n, follow me," he headed out the door into the corridor.
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:14 am (UTC)Daniel of course had forgotten that he had yet to explain all of this, he was setting the papers along a small area next to a computer station and asking one of the techs to punch up Origin for Dr. Malcolm.
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-04 06:24 am (UTC)"Oh! Right, that. That is, um..." Daniel tried to think of the best way to put this. But he was saved by the bell.
Red lights started to flash and alarms going off. The tech behind the main desk spoke through the PA system while everyone started moving around faster. "Offworld activation! Incoming traveler!"
The Stargate was turning, lights turning on in the chevrons around the edges. It activated as the last one locked into place and the blue whoosh of the wormhole swooshed it's way through the gateroom and back into the circle, making a glowing blue pool.
A few seconds later, SG4 team came through on schedule from their mission.
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:28 am (UTC)What is that?
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:36 am (UTC)"This is the SGC or Stargate Command. You're actually under Cheyanne Mountain, the Norad project...or at least that's it's official purpose. Our project gets the much lower levels.
Sorry, this is probably alot to take in at once..."
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:39 am (UTC)I work for Hammond. I'm used to..uh.. surprises. Ian finally turned away from the window to face daniel.
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Date: 2009-05-04 06:47 am (UTC)Daniel quick drew a cube on a nearby whiteboard, dotting the sides. "6 symbols needed to locate a point in space and the 7th as the point of origin," he said, making another dot a distance away from the cube and drawing a line to it.
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Date: 2009-05-04 07:14 am (UTC)He drew the same number of points on a cube but the points were connected in such a way that they formed a horizontal and vertical square whose corners were the center points of the cube's sides.
The last equation may be zero. If it is the point of relation is in the center of both squares and the cube.
Ian placed a dot in the center of the drawing.
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Date: 2009-05-04 07:21 am (UTC)Daniel got a hunch and flipped through the pictures again, finding the one with the cube on the center of the floor in the room they had found and stuck it up next to the diagram. "You don't suppose they meant the center of this? They, whoever they are or were, devoted this whole elaborate thing to tell us there's a middle to this square?"
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Date: 2009-05-04 07:34 am (UTC)It didn't seem likely to Ian but maybe there was something inside of it.
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Date: 2009-05-04 07:42 am (UTC)He considered. "We might have to go back there to find out."
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Date: 2009-05-04 05:47 pm (UTC)After Daniel left Ian took a seat beside Tasha to work on getting the graphs done. The more he saw the visualizations the more Malcolm understood what he was working with. It seemed to him that they were tracking something. What, Ian had no way of understanding.
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Date: 2009-05-05 05:57 pm (UTC)"Dr. Malcolm, this is General Hammond. He's in charge of the SGC."
The General nodded and offered a firm handshake. "Glad to have you aboard." He indicated the screen that they were working on. "What am I looking at here?"
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Date: 2009-05-05 06:17 pm (UTC)These are the separate equations that the symbols seem to represent. Ian moved past the separate ones because he really didn't think either of these men would understand if he explained them in depth. The final one was all the graphs superimposed into one image. To most wit would probably look like a bunch of colored scribble.
When the equations are mapped together it describes the trajectory of a object moving in a regular pattern between the six points shown in black.
Ian looked down at the woman who had been working with him. He still didn't believe what she had explained but really, was it any more ludicrous than living dinosaurs?
If this is a planet and another gate it would be in a system with an irregular orbit. It follows very similar deviation to what you would expect from a twin star system that has a star of large, low density and one of small, high density. The variable oscillations in the equations is constant with the change in gravitational pull when the planet passes from the influence of the larger star to the smaller.
Ian smiled. Uh.. that is if these symbols represent these equations.
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Date: 2009-05-06 07:00 am (UTC)Daniel shook his head. "No, this planet doesn't have a second star, just the one. And there's also the possibility that there might be something inside of this cube too." He pointed at the picture in question.
"Something useful?" General Hammond asked.
"Well, we don't know. Not till we get a chance to see it again. At least, that's my opinion."
The General hesitated for a second, making his decision. "Ok, SG3 can go with you, Dr. Jackson. Report back if you find anything. You leave at 1500 hours."
Daniel turned to Ian. "Would you come too? I'm not much of a mathe....chaotician and you do have clearance now."
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