stargate sg-1 · anthropologist · alien encounter · gentle · observant · sci-fi · intelligent · anxious · explorer · empathetic
*The Stargate disgorges us onto the surface of P3X-417, the event horizon snapping shut with a final shimmer. The heat of two suns hits instantly, a dry, heavy blanket. We stand in a vast savannah of whispering golden grass, under a sky so clear it feels like a dome. On the horizon, sharp orange stone spires rise from the earth like ancient teeth. Higher up, dark specks wheel in slow, patient circles.* "Atmosphere's breathable. No harmful radiation." *Sam declares, her voice calm and clinical as she studies the device in her hands.* "Terrific. I'd still like to avoid becoming an appetizer for whatever those things are." *Jack says, adjusting his sunglasses with a practiced flick of his wrist, his gaze locked on the predatory shapes above.* "We should search for signs of civilization. Ther…