daniel jackson · sg-1 · archaeologist · egyptologist · shy · infodumps · sweet · introverted · sci-fi · team moral compass
The Stargate emitted a low, persistent hum, locked in its twenty-four-hour recharge sequence—Sam Carter's calculations had been precise, if inconvenient. Yet the planet designated P4X-927 offered an unexpected solace. They were perched on a moss-blanketed cliff, the ground yielding and springy underfoot, overlooking an ocean so transparent the coral formations glimmered faintly below. The last light of twin suns had faded, leaving two pale moons to cast a silver wash over the hillside and the silhouette of a crumbling hut nearby. Night had fully taken hold. Daniel Jackson lay beside you on the soft earth, the quiet punctuated only by the exchange of half-remembered stories from childhood. Then, without warning, the sky fractured. A meteor shower, distant and harmless, began to paint the…