GatePirate

SG1 member cameo

2008-10-22T22:29:05Z

As I was taking my break last night at work I was writing part 3 of my IM fic. And so as I was writing the Rhodey and Stark at the hangar scene a certain member of SG-1 popped into it. That hadn't been my original intention but I'm quite please with it, making it more like a crossover than ever. Although, in this story, there is not SGC or anything related to it the character still exist in this AU, or rather, the dopplegangers that are character portrayed in the fic heh. And yes the SG1 member is military so you'll have to guess the cameo. I hope to start handwriting it over the weekend.

Hello!

2008-10-16T23:09:01Z

If you've come here from FFN via the 'Iron Maiden' series. ironmaiden_toni is where you want to go for writing updates (if at all interested).

Eep!

2008-10-16T22:40:46Z

I just posted the first part of the Iron Maiden series on FFN (in the comic section, the movie section only had, like 2 fics). Quick someone hide me! ...or review heh.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4599418/1/

Yes I know I'm still working on typing out part two all the while, at work, I'm already handwriting part 3!

Case of the nerves

2008-06-22T23:32:10Z

Homecoming links to the fic are now up at tonypepper and ironman_movie. I had a tremendous case of the nerves just posting them.

BTW, why are there so many gender swap fics with just one of the pairing being swapped out instead of both? Ah thats right, for the slash possibilities. Almost no one does it for the challenge of writing Toni/Pepper as female/male for the challenge of exploring what their character might be like as the opposite gender.

Just an observation

2008-06-22T23:21:36Z

I'm not naming names here but...why do the people who write the most insipid fics are the ones who write the most? And yet the best fic writers take forever in finishing (which, in the end makes it all worth the wait) their work, with a limited amount of fic to their name, in that particular fandom?

Icon post

2008-04-08T20:44:51Z

Deleting the past two icon entries and posting only my favorites from those two posts. Any of which can be used with permission (of you're taking any PLEASE let me know which ones you are taking. Simply saying you're 'taking some' doesn't let me know which ones you liked best.

(Prometheus Unbound and Company of Thieves)
1. 2. 3.

(Flesh and Blood and Chimera)
4. 5.

Unending:
6.

The Powers that Be:
7.

Crusade:
8.

Dominion:
9. 10. 11.

12. 13. 14.

15.

Avalon part 2
16.

Threads:
17.

Bounty:
18. 19. 20.

21.

More Unending:
22. 23.

And a bonus non-Stargate one:

Beautiful Disaster - Part 3

2007-12-26T06:28:37Z

Beautiful Disaster - Part 3
Summary:
Sequel to The Legend of Blades Jackson: Takes place a few weeks or so after Unending. The team kidnaps their favorite archeologist from his office for some fun. Can you guess where they go? Characters from Blades appear,so it's a good idea to read that first if you want to know what's going on. WIP

A while later they pulled into what must've been a parking lot and all three doors opened. When Daniel refused to get out before knowing where they were he was dragged out of the van with enough force that he'd stumbled into the car parked next to them. "Great." he sighed as he got up to his feet. "Owww damnit! Now we're at, wherever we are, and I'm obviously out of the van. Can somebody please take off this thing?" It was obvious to everybody this whole Daniel-napping thing made their archaeologist a bit cranky. "Alright Dr. Crankypants have it your way." Jack chuckled and undid the blindfold for him. "Now I know you haven't been here for about three or four years but we all thought you learning how to skate would take your mind off of work. Daniel's eyes popped wide open once he comprehended both what Jack was saying and the huge flashing neon sign that made up the logo of the ice rink, "Vertigo" in huge flashing blue letters. He was dumbstruck for a moment before he managed to sputter out "Ice skating?! Do you even know what...remember what a total klutz I was the last time we went? My bruises had bruises for a week Jack!" Daniel panicked and almost had let it slip that he actually could skate and damnit he'd been avoiding the place ever since Ben had surprised him months ago. Hell just today he'd decided he was going back after work to just relax and to let off some steam. But having company, other than possibly Vala, hadn't been part of the plan!

"Now now Danny-boy don't panic. I'm sure Vala will volunteer to teach you how." Jack gently teased. "She knows how to skate?" he turned away from Jack to watch the woman hovering around the back of the van to get her skates. "Oh yeah, she got bored watching you bury yourself in work so Carter volunteered to teach her, she's been going a couple times a week for the past month or so. And from what I've heard Carter say she's getting pretty good too." Daniel zoned out for a moment hoping that this didn't end up like the last time he went skating. "You know I think I might be able to stay up on my feet this time, if I stay close enough to the wall and the railing...the place does have railing doesn't it Jack? I don't remember." Daniel almost stumbled over the words, catching himself before Jack could get suspicious. Jack assured him that yes the place did have railings for beginners like him. When the group entered the building, the ones that had skates (Vala, Sam, Jack and Teal'c) went directly to the ice while the others stood in line to rent some. He looked over the counter to see who was renting them out tonight. Thankfully it wasn't anyone he recognized. "Hey guys? I think I had too much coffee before the trip over here. I'm going to use the rest room and then get my....some skates. I'll see you out there." Lou just nodded. "Sure, just don't be tryin' to make a run for it." "We know where you live and work." Cam and Lou both grinned after him.

A few moments later, he stepped out of the men's room and straight to the skate-rental counter where Mr. Parker now stood. Daniel looked around to make sure none of his friends were in the lobby before making his way there. "Well hello, Doctor Jackson. It's been too long since we last seen you here. Me and Tabby were afraid that something had happened to you." Daniel smiled at his friend, honestly sorry he had worried him. "I know, I'm sorry Mr. Parker I haven't been around lately. But my work has been threatening to bury me alive for the past few months. I haven't even had time to pick up my skates since I forgot them here last time." The kindly older man (Who reminded him quite a bit of George) just patted his hand. "Don't worry about it son, we've kept them safe for you while you were away. I even had them sharpened, cleaned and put new laces in them for you." The man bent down under the counter to retrieve Daniel's skates. "Thank you Mr. Parker I really appreciate it. I noticed last time I was here, that my laces were getting kind of ratty and I was honestly going to ask about getting them sharpened before Ben...." Mr. Parker only just waved his hand in dismissal after he laid his skates on the counter, they now had laces the same shade of electric blue as the flashing sign outside.

"Think nothing of it son, and please call me Nathan." Daniel nodded and gave him a sincere smile, "Alright but if only if you call me Daniel." Nathan grinned back. "Deal. You know Daniel....the kids who come here have given you a nickname." Nathan informed him with a glint of mischievousness in his eyes. "They say they heard that hulk of a fella call you that while they went past you two and so they adopted it. But personally I think that it doesn't just stand for your ability to out-skate them, but your ability to match wits with anyone and then cut them down to size if they need to be. But either way it fits you as well as skintight as any glove." Daniel blinked, "So they call me..." "Blades? Hell yeah!" Nathan chuckled, at the combination of surprise and amusement that graced Daniel's face. "You know before the other night, it had been years since I heard that nickname..." Daniel looked down as he remembered one of the last few times he'd been called that before that accident so long ago. Nathan just patted him on the hand again, "Go on and meet up with your friends, son. I'm sure they must be wondering where you got to." Daniel nodded slightly and then he turned away and headed to the ice.

Beautiful Disaster - Part 2

2007-12-26T06:02:03Z

Beautiful Disaster - Part 2
Summary:
Sequel to The Legend of Blades Jackson: Takes place a few weeks or so after Unending. The team kidnaps their favorite archaeologist from his office for some fun. Can you guess where they go? Characters from Blades appear,so it's a good idea to read that first if you want to know what's going on. WIP

A bit later in Daniel's office...

Today was turning out to be one great big mess for Daniel Jackson. For every one translation he finished it seemed like another three took its place during the past few weeks. He really did need someone around here other than himself that could speak, write and translate Asgard but he was the only one that currently worked for the SGC, he wished Landry would give him time enough to train what precious few linguists that worked for the SGC in at least basic Asgard, that would help him a little. And sure Vala had tried her best to help him with the workload, bless her wicked little heart, but she ran off some time ago to finish her report. Things would've gone a lot smoother earlier, if his pile of work hadn't been accidentally knocked over earlier. Thankfully that had been the stack of translations and reports he'd already finished this week so they were already bound in covers, if it had been his unfinished pile it would've taken days to sort everything out again. Days that he would've been reburied in translations all over again and that's the last thing he needed or wanted. At around noon or so he had already made a sizable dent in his work since waking up in his office earlier.

He hadn't meant to spend the night here, but time had slipped away from him last night and before he knew it, it was already 0235 in the morning. He'd sacked out on a spare bunk he'd left in his office for nights such as that, until the alarm on his watch woke him from his dreams. A quick shower, a change of on-base BDU's and two cups of coffee later and he was off again with his translations. The coffee had been awful but it kept him going. It wasn't Sumatra Mandehling or the normal blend the SGC usually got ('Landry must've ordered the cheap stuff this month.' Daniel thought to himself.) but it would have to do for now. A few hours later and he'd finally managed to whittle his work down to the last two small translations in the 'in' box and it was an hour to quitting time. Daniel sat for a few moments contemplating whether or not he could finish at least one of them before he signed out of the mountain and considering possibly afterwards, indulging in his favorite habit. He thought to himself, 'Yeah, why the hell not? I haven't touched the ice since that incident with Ben nearly four months ago anyway. He's surely long gone by now.' He also thought of asking Vala to come along with him, thinking that she may like to get out of the mountain as much as he would. A grin blossomed on his face, as he recalled how Mr. Parker at the rink had promptly booted Ben Marley out on his ass over three months ago. At least judging by Mr. Parker's description of it anyway, while he'd been waiting for Carolyn in the rink office. He opened up his desk drawer but before he could search for his contacts (which incidentally Teal'c had crept into his office and took them while Daniel was taking his shower)as he considered the folders a knock sounded from the doorway.

As he still contemplated both folders he didn't hesitate in answering the door with a sharp, "Come in!" while not bothering to look up from his desk. Taking hold of one folder he opened it and pulled it towards him, or at least that what he tried to do when a hand landed squarely on top of it. "What the..." Daniel looked up at the owner of the feminine hand there stood Vala Mal Doran dressed in her civilian clothes looking like she was about to head to the surface. "Vala, w..what are you doing? I can get at least one more translation started before I..." was as far as Daniel got before Vala interrupted him. "Oh no you don't! You've been working far too hard these past several weeks. So we decided an intervention was needed on your behalf." "Inter...what? Vala no.. you...." but that was when another voice joined the conversation, "No way Danny-boy. I've heard you've been buried in this office like one of those tombs you're so fond of, for quite a few weeks now." Somehow without his notice Jack and the rest of SG-1 and Louis Feretti (surprisingly enough everyone else was in their civvies as well) had all invaded his office while he had had his back turned talking to Vala. Daniel just stared at him, "Excuse me? Jack? Just what in the hell is going on? I thought you were in D.C.? And what the hell are you doing here Feretti? I thought you retired from the SGC while I ascended the first time?"

"I practically invited them both here." Sam practically beamed. "Well, General O"Neill invited himself over really, said he needed some time off anyway." Sam said with a faint gleam in her eyes that Daniel couldn't identify but he knew that's he'd seen somewhere before. "He called to check up on SG-1, and when I told him that you'd all but entombed yourself in this office..." That was where Jack came in to explain more. "And then I called Lou to see how he'd like to meet up at the Mountain with SG-1 and save our favorite archaeologist from being buried alive by his translations." The former Co's of SG-1 and SG-2 stood side by side. Jack looking like a little kid with a brand new toy at the thought of...well...whatever he was thinking. Who knew what was going on though Jack's head at any given time? But Daniel knew he was in trouble when Jack and Lou broke out into identical mischievous grins, the ones that Daniel knew oh-so-well. The ones they used when they knew that someone was about to be blindsided by something.

"Oh hell no. No. NO! Whatever you guys have planned I..I..I want no part of it. I'm almost done with work and...I...I...have plans already." Daniel tried to worm his way out of doing whatever this motley bunch had planned, because seriously he just wanted some alone time that didn't include work for once. "Plans? Got a hot date you’re keeping from us Jackson?" Mitchell was now grinning ear to ear, it was then that Daniel's blush from pink to an almost sunburned red. "W..what? Date? No, no, no...no date. I was...just planning on going home, ordering some pizza and curling up the last four months of archeology journals for a good laugh." Daniel faked a smile as he sputtered and lied like a rug to his current and former teammates. Vala only teased him as she adjusted her purple sweater. "But of course Daniel would say that Mitchell. Seeing as the last date he went on, she ended up being swiped up from underneath his nose while he was waiting on the drinks."

Daniel winced slightly as Cam, Jack and Lou snickered and all Teal'c did was raise that eyebrow of his and smirked. "Th....that was not a date, Vala. That was...that was a thank you dinner. As I've mentioned before....repeatedly." By now the red blush that had been coloring his face had now reached his ears and neck, he knew he really shouldn't rise to the bait every time. He'd barely stuttered, something he rarely did nowadays and only two things could cause normally cause it if he did: #1 If he was nervous or #2 Whenever he was really excited about something. Right now it was reason #1, and damnit he hadn't even stuttered during his confrontation with Ben three-and-a-half months ago! These six got to him in no way a bully, an ascended being, the Doci, the System Lords, Anubis, the RepliCarter or even Adria ever could, and it was downright frightening at times! "Look guys I appreciate the thought but really...." Lou this time butting into Daniel's verbal train of thought, "Doc, you've been pushing yourself too hard for far too long from what I've been hearing, and now we're here to drag you from work, kicking and screaming if need be. It can wait 'til later." Daniel’s only response was to look down at the two folders still on his desk before looking up again. "But General Landry is..."

"You have no choice in the matter, DanielJackson. GeneralLandry has already approved of our decision wholeheartedly. You will be following me to the locker area so that you may change into your civilian clothing and that we may leave the SGC. After that we will be goat-resting you for the rest of the evening." Teal'c stated this as he would any other fact; there simply wasn't any way out of this now. If Teal'c told you to do something, you did it, or risk being knocked out cold by your favorite Jaffa and being dragged out to do whatever he and the others had planned anyway. Feretti grinned and patted Teal'c's shoulder, "Don't ya mean kidnapping, big guy?" Teal'c's expression turned to that of slight bemusement. "Is that not what I just said LouFeretti?" "Hmmm kidnapping isn't quite the term I'd use for him. It doesn't exactly fit him now does it though?" Vala asked as she sauntered over to Daniel, studying him as if he were the most fascinating piece of treasure she had ever laid her eyes upon. "Now Daniel-napping sounds like more fun to me." She grinned at him as she scrubbed her hand though his slightly longer than usual hair. "Now get a move on Darling," she grinned as she playfully slapped his backside with a rolled up magazine she had in hand, "before they decide to let me help you to change instead. After all I still do owe you for undressing me on the Prometheus."

Daniel mumbled. "I was a total gentleman the entire time. That and it was the only way to get you out of the zat-absorbing, super-soldier armor so that I could zat you if I needed to.", as he became rather interested in his boots all of a sudden before making his way to the doorway. "Alright fine, I'm going! Lead the way Teal'c, before they decide on what I should wear too." Teal'c followed him close behind keeping a light but secure grip on his upper-arm to prevent him from escaping, with everybody else on their six. "When he's done T, bring him up to the surface, we're taking Lou's van...and make sure he wears something blue." Jack teased as he and the others split off to head to the elevator. Daniel was muttering curses under his breath in Ancient in Jack's direction (Who knew that the Ancients had such potty mouths? Though admittedly he learned them from the last time Jack had gotten his head sucked by the Repository of Knowledge.) as he was gently dragged along to their locker room.

It took next to no time at all to change into the only clothes that had hung in his locker, a pair of stylishly-faded, and obviously new, blue jeans and an ice blue sweater. He swore he's never seen these pieces of clothing in his life. "They must've taken my things and left these. What was wrong with my green sweater?", he mumbled to himself as the pulled at his new sweater, slightly uncomfortable with the snugger fit than his other older looser one. Although they (whoever they were) had mercifully left him his leather jacket, seeing as he loved that thing and not even under pain of death could he be parted with it. After he shaved Daniel gave himself a glance-over in the mirror once was dressed in his casual clothes and went to leave the locker room, where Teal'c was standing. He had slipped his jacket and glasses on without a thought but when he moved to leave Teal'c stayed rooted to the spot, his only explanation was to hand Daniel his contact lenses. Judging from Teal'c's expression he could tell that that the big Jaffa wasn't going to budge until Daniel put them in. That and the fact that Teal'c just lifted his glasses off of his nose and ears gently and slid them into their case. Daniel sighed in total submission and went back to the mirror, but only after mumbling that he wasn't a child who needed to have his clothing laid out for him.

Moments later, he and Teal'c were on the surface and making their way towards Feretti's van. Before he could even get step foot inside the vehicle though he was assaulted by the sounds of wolf whistles from all directions in the parking lot, especially from the grinning nurses who were just getting off duty. He blushed as he knew that these jeans were a little tighter than the ones he normally wore, he absently wondered just who was in charge of his wardrobe for the night Sam or Vala. He looked around and noticed that not all of whistles came from the nurses but nearly every occupant of the van except for Vala who just gave him a small smile in barely concealed appreciation. "Right. Very funny guys. Now will somebody tell me where were going and just why Teal'c took away my glasses away from me?", he pouted shamelessly as he stepped inside the van and sat down in the only free seat that was between Sam and Vala. "Because in what we'll be doing Doc, there's a very real chance they could slip off your nose and get broken and I'm sure you don't want buy new ones all over again." Lou said it with almost certainty, as if Daniel were still the klutz as he'd first discovered while on Abydos. "After all it took you forever to find a new pair that suited you when they stopped making your old ones." Vala grinned and patted his knee. "That and I must say as much as I adore those new frames on you Daniel, there's a lot of other people who'd rather see those gorgeous blue eyes of yours instead." Daniel was barely able to fight off a blush but also he was getting a bit suspicious, why would his glasses fall off? He hadn't even noticed the faint blush that had tinged Vala's cheeks when she had mentioned Daniel's eyes just then.

He didn't really have much time to ponder the question when Sam whipped out a blindfold from seemingly out of nowhere and quickly tied it around his eyes, making sure he couldn't see. "Don't you guys think this is just a little too over the top?" Daniel whined as he felt the van start up, and he tried to tug off the blindfold. Even as he tried though he felt a hand slap his. "Not on your life, Sunshine. If you knew where we're taking you'd probably attempt to jump from a moving vehicle." He could almost feel Cam grinning as another hand scruffed his hair, this one decidedly male. The next sound he heard was a kick landing somewhere and a yelp that sounded like Cam, other than that the spent the rest of the trip talking although carefully avoiding the topic of their destination. In fact they were cheerfully chattering about just what Feretti had missed since he'd retired. Much to Daniel's bane, the main topic was how he and Vala first met, and then their adventures (with Cam and Teal'c) once they met up again at the SGC up until the time about the first Ori supergate. He didn't know what made Lou laugh harder; his reaction to Vala in the super-soldier suit and helmet flirting shamelessly with him or the Mitchell describing Daniel's wriggling hips in those leather pants that Vala made him wear when they visited Arlos. He'd sent a soundly-placed kick to where Cam's voice was, eliciting another startled yelp from the younger Colonel. But that proved to be the wrong thing to do, as both women smacked him upside the head at the same time. Yep, he was in hell already.

Beautiful Disaster part 1

2007-12-26T04:46:40Z

Beautiful Disaster - Part 1
Summary:
Sequel to The Legend of Blades Jackson: Takes place a few weeks or so after Unending. The team kidnaps their favorite archaeologist from his office for some fun. Can you guess where they go? Characters from Blades appear,it's a good idea to read that first. WIP

It was a day like any other in the SGC. Lt. Cols. Mitchell and Carter were in a meeting with General Landry in the briefing room, Teal'c was instructing the latest crop of new recruits in Jaffa hand-to-hand combat techniques and Vala had just finished her report (two hours late because she had been in Daniel's office for the past three). And Daniel? Daniel was in his office, the same place he's been for weeks now except for the odd jaunt out to get food and/or coffee (mostly coffee), rest for a few hours or use of the facilities. The rest of the time he spent practically buried by translations left by the Asgard that were either finished, unfinished or almost finished. Daniel looked at the three piles sourly almost wishing for some sort of distraction, although he knew if he was it would take him even longer to get his work done. He glared and grunted at the three piles of work before he dove back into the Asgard database translations headfirst. He'd get the rest of this mess on his desk done even if he had to lock himself in here for the rest of the day and into the weekend.

Meanwhile a pair of very familiar visitors exited the elevator and headed straight for General Hank Landry's office. At the sight of the both of them together they looked terrifyingly imposing, everyone knew their faces be they a new recruit or someone who joined the SGC years ago, froze in place to salute the duo as they passed by. Both of them sharing equally amused looks with each other, once they passed their prey. The silver-haired one gave them his patented 'I'm the General damnit. You will salute me or I will bust your ass all the way down to Private!'-look that sent the rookies running for cover once the imposing men had cleared their path. That never got old to the most senior officers now on base (one retired, one not). They weren't here on official business but the nature of their visit was rather a more personal one. When the pair reached the briefing room (having somehow to have completely managed to avoid Walter for once) they saw who they were looking for along with two other officers the silver-haired General was very familiar with.

*~*~*
Lt. Cols. Mitchell and Carter were discussing their plans for the evening with Landry in case either of them needed to be reached when a familiar voice called out the General's office doorway. "Hey kids." Immediately Col.'s Carter and Mitchell turned on their heels and saluted. "General O'Neill, sir!" Jack just looked at them with a little bit of a smile on his face. "Please don't make me say this more than once kids; At ease. I'm not even in uniform for cryin' out loud! I'm not here on 'gate-business as you very well know." Once they relaxed in their poses and greeted him with smiles but before either of them could say anything the other General in the room spoke up "Hello Jack, Feretti, good to see you two here." Hank Landry gave them both a genuine smile, "Jack gave the other man a small grin, "Nice to see you too Hank. The kids haven't been giving you too much trouble I hope?" Landry just smiled "Not all all Jack. In fact I think you gave Hammond a lot more trouble in your first two years at the SGC than these two have." With that Landry turned and went to find Walter. "So when did you two get in Sir?" Sam asked as she folded her arms behind her back as she stood. "Oh me and Lou got in yesterday afternoon. Since then we've been sleeping off the lag and making...arrangements amongst other stuff for tonight." Louis Feretti piped in "Speaking of which everything is all set for tonight. The owner of the rink assured us that the place wasn't booked for anything and tonight's just a regular admission night. Not to mention we've already paid for everyone ahead of time to all we have to do is show them our tickets and we'll be let right on through."

"So the plan is a go. Think Jackson will go without a fuss?" Then Mitchell tilted his head in realization. "Nevermind. I forgot who I was talking about here for a minute." Jack chuckled, "Damn right, it's happening. Just don't let him know what we're doing. Last time he hit the ice, he literally hit the ice. Butt first every time he tried to stand on his own. Wobbly as a baby giraffe. I think at the end of the night though he was finally starting to get the hang of it." Sam just clucked her tongue, "Vala just thinks this is just to get Daniel out of his office for one night doesn't she? I mean it would kill the point of doing this if she knew. She'd be throwing herself at him all night and would scare him off even more." Jack just smirked a little in her direction ruefully. "Honestly I may not know her as well as the rest of you. But from what I've seen personally and heard from Danny-boy himself, she's come a long way from being the pain in Daniel's mikta she once was."

Cam looked up at O'Neill thoughtfully "Yeah, I gotta admit she's come a long way. More than anyone here would've thought possible. From the second she came though the 'gate she demanded to know where 'her' Daniel was. Got under his skin so bad he wanted to wring her neck at most times, but at the end I think he was starting to used to having her around before she got sucked into the black hole. If you ask me they way they were hanging out before the first beachhead you wouldn't have thought they had to stay together so neither would get sick. They just...clicked. And then when we were on the Prometheus the old Jackson came back and closed off, not letting her though like he had before. He just got so snippy almost as if he was tryin' to cut ties to her or somethin'. But since she came back he's changed, they both have." Cam paused for a moment in thought before he continued. "I don't think I have ever seen Jackson so desperate before like he was when she was taken by the NID right from under his nose like that. He barely ate, barely slept, and went through every possible lead we could find, downright flat refusing to give up on her even when the rest of us almost had. He was so tired I caught him dozing off in his office more times than I have fingers and toes combined. Hell I didn't once have the heart to wake him, knowing that the second I did he'd just go back to work all over again callin' hospitals, chasin' down leads until Weaver told us what we needed to know. He even told me once that he never gave up hope on finding her alive after she destroyed the first beachhead. Told me then that he wanted to be right about her again and he was." Cam looked over to everyone else there as he remembered this.

Feretti just gave Mitchell a small smile. "It sounds like to me the Doc's got it pretty bad for her then. What you just said, that last bit, reminds me of the way he was when he was looking for Sha'uri. He never gave hope of finding her, not once. Not even when the odds were stacked so highly against the both of them ever being in the same place at the same time." Before another word could be spoken edgewise, however, two more members of the SGC's flagship team made their way inside the briefing room. Jack turned to greet them himself but then his jaw dropped at the sight of Teal'c before looking at Mitchell to ask, "Are you sure he's fifty years older? 'Cause other than the hair I'm just not seein' it. And for cryin' out loud he's older than Bra'tac now for Pete's sake!" Cam just grinned and Teal'c, to Jack's surprise, did too. Well as much as Teal'c usually did. Although the quirk of his lips a bit broader than Jack last remembered it being. Breaking his train of thought Vala thrust into the conversation. "Well for one thing he doesn't have the reflexes he used to." she said as she hopped up on the briefing room table and sat. "I mean I've watched him and Mitchell sparring on the way home. Seems to me they're more evenly matched now, although Muscles still has the skill and years more studying Mitchell's weaknesses." She winked at Cam who is turn just glared at her for pointing that out. "So Jack, have any idea how were going to get Daniel out of that musty, stuffy old crypt he calls an office?"

The General pretended to look thoughtful for a moment. "Well, what we really need is a distraction. Someone to keep his back to the door while the rest of us sneak in so he won't try to escape. If he does he sure as hell won't get too far." Vala gave him her biggest grin. "I'm sure I can keep him busy at least that long." But even as Vala turned to exit the briefing room Jack called out after her "Not yet. First get dressed in warm civvies and then we'll meet just outside his door in about an hour." She turned to leave but before she did she stopped in the doorway to ask, "And what will the rest of you be doing?" "Us? Uh, we’ll be figuring out a way to actually keep Jackson from his office once we drag him out. The man could use some fresh air after all.” With a smile she nodded and turned away, her mind immediately went through her closet trying to decide what would be best to wear. As soon as she made it past the door and out of their sight they all took a collective breath.

"You knew she'd fall for that didn't you?" SG-1's current commanding officer smirked at O'Neill. "Oh yeah. We don't need a distraction before we're ready. We give him warning and he'll barricade himself in." "What makes you think, that after this, he won't?" Sam folded her arms across her chest as she eyed the men sceptically. Cam just rolled his eyes a little at her and then explained it from his own point of view. "Because those two are inseparable where one is you'll usually find the other. It's not a matter of the bond the bracelets left them, or even a thing between the teacher and his apprentice but something that goes way deeper. They may be complete opposites but they're more alike than they'd like us or themselves to believe." Jack just raised his scarred-eyebrow in a very Teal'c-like way but said nothing before Mitchell continued. "That and the way Sunshine and the Princess have been making goo-goo eyes at each other for quite a while now. It's kinda hard not to notice. Except, that somehow, they do miss those looks from the other!" "And yet oddly enough neither have taken the first step." Teal'c just barely slipped O'Neill a small glimpse of approval as he said this. They talked for a short while longer before Jack assigned them their duties. "Alright listen up people! Once everyone gets changed, this is what I want all of you to do..." One by one he gave them their 'assignments' and almost immediately they all went their separate ways to do what they had to before their night out.

Prometheus Unbound

2007-03-29T23:14:47Z

Now these aren't anything I've made but it didn't feel right that I should put these in my bijjy so here are THREE promotional shots for Prometheus Unbound all involving a certain *scene*.

I'm putting them as thumbnails to save screen room.

Wow!

2007-03-29T20:15:57Z

For the first time in forever (or so it seems) I made a Daniel/Vala batch of icons. They all feature Daniel and/or Vala so if you don't get them both you get at least one of them in there. I also threw in from Michael Shanks TV Christmas movie Under the Mistletoe. I couldn't help it as he looks so sweet there, and as always the icons are free for the taking (just give me credit in the Keywords or Comments when you upload it.) Only a bare few are repeats from bellacreations (my icon journal, as this is my Stargate-creative journal) There aren't any spoilers although there are some icons from Bounty and Dominion

32 in all

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4. 5. 6.

7. 8. 9.

10. 11. 12.

13. 14. 15.

16. 17. 18.

19. 20. 21.

22. 23. 24.

25. 26. 27.

28. 29. 30.

31. 32.

The Legend of Blades Jackson

2007-03-29T17:46:10Z

Yeah I finally decided to post 'Blades' here ......oopsie I forgot?

The Legend of Blades Jackson
Summary: There's a bit more to Daniel than SG-1 thinks. Set in Season 10.
Warning: A few naughty words slipped into the fic.
Rating: PG maybe PG-13
Disclaimer: I make no money off of this. SG-1 does not belong to me. I'm simply having fun for no profit.
A/N: This fic is partially inspired by the Lifetime-movie "Under the Mistletoe". It's where I saw Michael Shanks on the ice for the first time (although sadly brief). And the fact that I love to skate (though I've only been once and did a admirable job of not managing to fall flat on my face)!

It had been way too long since he last tied on a set of skates, months in fact since he last got a break long enough to indulge himself. The first time (and only time) he had went out with the team to skate was Cassie's idea, to celebrate his return to Earth after being discovered by SG-1 when he had been Arrom. But now, he was here alone without any of his teammates (or a certain General for that matter) on his second day of his three day leave. He wanted the time alone, to not be distracted from his thoughts. He loved his friends certainly, but there was just something about having time alone that simply allowed him to be himself and not anyone else's pre-existing opinions of what, or who, he was or should be. He had taken off his glasses in the car and put in his contact lenses (the ones nobody thought he owned, except the pair he uses for being undercover offworld) before heading inside the rink with his black skates in tow. He paid the admission all the while looking around making sure nobody from SG-1 (or the SGC for that matter) followed him, once he was satisfied there was no one but strangers here, he went inside. Once he had his skates on, he slowly hobbled his way to the ice clinging to everything he could, just to keep balance. After all wouldn't it be terribly embarrassing to fall flat on your face, even before getting to the ice? He grinned at that silly thought as he set blade to ice and slowly gained his footing before pushing off slowly from one foot to the other until he gained speed.

He stayed around the edges, about a foot from the wall of the enclosed rink, giving plenty of space to his fellow skaters so he wouldn't collide into the ones going slower than he liked to go. He grinned at an incoming thought, Jack would never let him hear the end of it had he known he could skate before he had ascended. Of course, on top of everything else he'd also forgotten how to skate. Within a month after the first trip to the rink though, he had remembered his memories of going skating with one of his foster families. They'd discovered, like everything else, he learned very quickly and by their third trip to the local rink he'd gotten so good at it, they'd given him the nickname of Blades. Afterwards he found himself going to the rink by himself and for some reason he never bothered to tell any of his teammates about his remembered/renewed interest. No one except Janet knew especially since it was hard to hide bruises on your knees or backside from re-learning all over again (but thankfully after his third trip to the rink alone, he silently decided he had re-earned his old nickname.

What would actually get under Jack's skin in he knew was that he had actually been on his local junior hockey team, along with his foster brother David and his foster father was Coach after all. Daniel laughed outloud at the imagined expression on Jack's face if that should ever slip out. He'd actually been pretty good, and played for a couple of seasons until David's father, Todd, was killed in a car accident on his way to the rink for a practice session with the rest of the team. David and Daniel had been in the car at the time with him but mercifully both of them had been blessedly, mostly unscathed with only cuts, bruises and a concussion between the both of them. Afterwards he was taken from there and within a few days more he had a new foster family. He'd kept in contact with David and his mother all the way up to that disastrous lecture after that he'd lost contact one he went through the 'gate to Abydos. However, since the accident he had avoided playing hockey ever again. Despite all that Daniel still loved to skate.

Nothing could ever take away that feeling, or the exhilarating sting of the cold against his cheeks as he raced by a couple of girls only slightly younger than Cassie was now. Daniel took the next upcoming curve hard, narrowly missing hitting the wall by about a half an inch as a spray of ice flew from the near collision and splattered itself harmlessly onto the wall as he rounded the curve of the rink before it stretched itself out onto another great straight stretch. He could have sworn he heard a sharp squeal from one of the girls from his planned near miss, but that only broadened the grin on his face. Oh yeah it was great to be back on the ice again, showing off. Admitting to himself that he probably shouldn't have done that and if Todd had seen that he would've probably been grounded for a week after pulling that stunt (but all the while probably silently congratulating him for how he controlled his sharp turn). Now that his inner speed-demon was purring with contentment, he took the opportunity to relax for a bit as he leisurely half-loped around the ice.

As he took his laps, he watched many of the other skaters whiz past him. Among them though was one face he realized he recognized, it was also one that Daniel had hoped to never see again. He turned away quickly and hoped that maybe be able to sneak out before he was noticed, but it turned out to be in vain. "Well well well, what have we here? Blades Jackson? Is that you geek? I barely recognized you without the shaggy hair and the extra set of eyes!" Daniel froze in place for an instant and the slowly and faintly began counting in Abydonian to ten but he never made it before the voice spoke again. "What are ya deaf, Jackson?" Daniel sighed as a heavy hand landed on his shoulder, before turning around. "Ben Marley. Long time no see. So, what brings you to Colorado? Your team got a game in town or something??" Daniel almost looked like he was wincing as soon as he said his name. Ben either didn't remember or didn't bother calling Daniel by his first name, oblivious to the fact (or he did it in spite just to annoy him) that he had a life outside of hockey so long ago.

Ben only smirked as he gave Daniel a glance over, "Oh no, just visiting family, thinkin' about maybe moving down here to be closer to them. Busted up my knee years ago, while I was on my old college team. But I coach now, anyway so I'm not too far from the game." Daniel could only blink "Move? Here? To the Springs? Oh, hell no!" was what he thought but since he was rather fond of his teeth what he said was: "Oh really? That's a pity a lot of people thought you'd go Pro." Daniel resisting the urge to add onto his brief sentence, "Especially with all the pounding, bullying and cheating you did on and off the ice you would've fit right in." Daniel looked at him with all sincerity, tilting his head studying his former nemesis earnestly. "What about you Blades? I'd thought for sure with the way you skate you'd find your way to at least some minor league team, hell maybe even a job touring the ice capades. I mean you're good Blades but you were never as good as I was." Daniel was really starting to get annoyed with the guy, and tried not to show it. Oh yeah, the green-eyed monster of jealousy was rearing its ugly head and it had Ben's curly black hair to boot!

"Uhhh, well no actually I haven't touched a stick since Coach Griffin died. Anyway a year or so later I went to college and I became an archaeologist/linguist/anthropologist and had all three doctorates by age twenty. Afterwards I spent quite a bit of time in Egypt on extensive digs. I also spent some time in Chicago as a research assistant to one the best Archeology professors in the country. But not long after I had one of my least popular theories about the pyramids berated by my so-called colleagues in a horrendous lecture in Los Angeles, which made me an outcast to end all outcasts in my field. Almost directly after that lecture, the Air Force recruited me...to become a translator for NORAD. Afterwards I met, married and lost my wife all in the span of about four or so years. Now tell me what have YOU been doing these past few years?" Daniel hadn't meant to let all of this out, not to mention his voice had risen more sharply than he would've liked, but he couldn't help it Ben had always gotten under his skin, and not in a good way. Ben was giving him one of those looks he normally would have recognized coming from Jack or Cameron whenever they got bored or had no idea what he just said, and that look plain and simply said "Huh?" or "Did I miss something?" or in Ben-ese he would further translate it to "Do I seriously look like I give a fuck?" Daniel had given him in return, a look that said, "I've also saved your sorry ass and Earth, along with the other members of SG-1, Teal'c knows how many times and still you want to pick a fight?" He wanted desperately to say this outloud, but instead just crossed his arms in front of him, looking more imposing now than he ever had been as a twelve-year-old.

Judging from the look that must've been on Daniel's face when he'd replied to his little jab at him Ben's grin turned malicious. Damnit now Ben knew he'd hit a sore spot. "Well well, a bit testy are we Blades or is that Dr. Blades now?" Ben snarked openly at him now. "I just thought a man of your 'talents' were best suited, to the junior league. No need to get your tights in a knot." Daniel wanted to say something, do anything to get this rocks-for-brains Neanderthal to shut up, so badly so that he no longer fought to keep control of his tongue and his snake-baiting instincts kicked in. "Neezer," Daniel uttered the nickname Ben truly loathed, "I just came here today to skate and not think about anything. You know the other thing you're good at? Besides skating, hockey and bullying people around?" When he saw the astounding shade of red Ben was slowly turning, he recognized that he'd only seen that precise look on several system lords. Now judging from what he was seeing, normally he would've been on the verge of being ribboned. His only saving grace was that he knew that this was a normal human being, possibly over-saturated with steroids, but human nevertheless who just so happened to tower over him by a couple of inches.

"Just as defensive as ever I see, eh kid? Just like the way you used to play. And they say the oldest habits are the hardest to break. Wanna find out just how hard Blades?" Ben asked but Daniel just sighed and contemplated just what he should say, if anything at all as he glared back at Ben. The thought, "The only way to win is to deny it battle.", ran though his head but Oma and Shifu had never met Ben Marley and he was pretty sure that they weren't referring to him. This guy really was as dense as Jack pretended to be on a good day (though everyone knew Jack was way smarter than he pretended to be) "No I don't. Ben. I'd rather spend the rest of my day peacefully contemplating nothing heavier than how many times I can speed around this rink in ten minutes and not spending it trying to figure out for how much longer I can dodge your verbal bullets. Now please If you don't mind I'd like to get back to my skating." Daniel then turned and proceeded to skate off hoping that trouble wouldn't follow. He certainly hoped that the he didn't have to lower himself to playing Ben's game. He'd only gotten about fifteen feet or so away when he heard the scratching of Ben's own skates behind him. "Hey! We're not done talking yet geek!"

Daniel whined silently as the imposing Marley skated over to him, "Why won't he leave me be? And when did I revert back to my twelve-year-old self?" before being grabbed by the arm twisted it and spun him around and then pushed him so fiercely that he ended up butt-first on the ice. "Ow! What the hell did you do that for?" Ben only sneered as Daniel peered up at him as he rubbed his now sore arm. "That, was for turning your back on me. You still haven't learned to respect your betters have ya kid?" Daniel could only snark back with an surprising amount of venom in his voice as he slowly got back up on his feet, "Really? You think so Neezer? Then shouldn't you, by all accounts, be taking some of your own advice then? I have no real idea how exactly you scale people from best to worst, but if you're judging me as the in-between I'd certainly hate to see where you'd end up at." he glared at the bully, and it turned as cold as ice he was standing on. He watched, with some amusement and with no self-preservation at all, just how long it was taking Ben to process this remark. It took Ben several long seconds just to realize he'd been insulted. A heartbeat later poor Daniel found himself sprawled several feet across the ice from where he once stood just seconds before, and just managing to dodge a trio of bystanders who had been very close to them when Ben had punched Daniel down onto the frozen surface. Clutching his right eye, actually feeling it tear up with irritation he paid no attention to Ben Marley now as he blinked the tears from his eye away. Now being half-blinded he gently groped his way over to the wall of the rink once he was back on his feet.

*~*~*~*
Thankfully the manager of the rink, Mr. Nathan Parker, just so happened to see the whole thing and noticed that Daniel had not done one thing to deserve what the larger, bulkier 'Ben' had dished out to him. After all, Dr. Jackson never caused any trouble whenever he came to skate. In fact he'd never seen a man who took such joy in it, a joy that was equaled only in his skill. But that larger fellow, he seem to enjoy irritating the younger man, he could tell by the snatches of conversation he'd manage to overhear they they knew each other a long time ago and Daniel had wanted nothing to do with him and now he could certainly see why not! His wife, Tabitha, went over to see to the young man and gently lead him off the ice as Nathan dealt with his aggressor effectively banning him for three months. The big guy mumbled something about not being in town for that long anyways and fled before Mr. Parker could even begin thinking of calling the police. Once the commotion was over he went to his office where he found Tabby and Dr. Jackson talking, as Daniel held a ice pack over his eye.

"No really I'm fine. I called a friend who's a Doctor coming over to pick me up on her day off. I doubt I could see well enough to risk driving myself home." Daniel sighed softly as he experimentally removed the pack. His eye was slightly bloodshot and a nice-shaped bruise was already forming around his right eye. The conversation was kept idle until Carolyn arrived, who checked out his eye to make sure the contact lens had caused no damage other than being bloodshot. Daniel had been a bit surprised to see Hank Landry had arrived with her to take' Daniel's car home for him.

Daniel had all but begged them not to mention the incident to anyone else, especially SG-1 or even Jack for that matter because he knew either way he may just be teased to death about it, which they eventually did albeit reluctantly. He didn't explain much of the story to them other than someone from his past was trying to cause trouble, and then finally did. He simply told them that he enjoyed his free time alone. Carolyn looked as iffy about it as Janet had about his bruises but decided to let Daniel do what he pleased as long as it didn't get him killed in the process.

Two days later.......

Daniel had arrived at the SGC after his leave fully rested and relaxed despite his black eye. For the most part his days off had been rather enjoyable, despite his meeting with Ben. It was a pity though he couldn't have spent more time on the ice than he had wanted. Although he was fairly certain he wouldn't be seeing him again for a while, hoping that he'd change his mind about moving to the Springs. But for now he could only enjoy the peace and quiet of his office while it lasted. But sadly it wasn't meant to be as a few minutes later SG-1 was called to the briefing room for an emergency meeting with excuse in tow on just how he got the black eye. He wore a small shy grin as he thought of the excuse, rather simple really. After all it was known almost base-wide how klutzy Daniel Jackson was whenever he had his nose in the most recent archaeological journal and walking at the same time. It wouldn't be all that unbelievable that he just happened to miss a patch of ice on the sidewalk and slipped head-first onto a little old lady's walker now would it? He could live with that, at least for now. Sure he may get teased about it but at least things like that happened to him all the time anyway. That and the truth would get him nothing but "You're kidding, right?" looks from the others and hell even they knew that there just some truths nobody could believe.

Another A/N: Neezer is short for Ebeneezer, Ben's full first name. His parents are quite the pranksters.

Mini-rant

2007-01-26T04:41:26Z

Since this journal won't likely get many visitors I'm gonna let loose about something here (all the while not mentioning any names) and I'm removing comments from the entry. I know I've said something like this before in another LJ entry of mine ages ago but it bears repeating, I think. And after seeing way too many fics about Daniel being a so-called bastard to Vala I had to type out a response.

Dear ficwriters

Stop writing fic that basically berates Daniel for his actions in "Company of Thieves", specifically the ones towards Vala. He only acted the way he did because that after the events of "Momento Mori" he felt that he was simply letting himself get too close to Vala. So either consciously or unconsciously he was rebuilding the walls that Vala's disappearance had chipped away and tumbled down his own defenses. I think that somewhere in between MM and CoT he realized what had happened and quickly rebuilt them as best he could. treating her as he once did to distance himself from her to keep himself from getting hurt if something like that happened to her again. We aren't given very much time to see just how long it holds but we can see by "The Quest Part 2" (still haven't seen it) that he obviously still looks out for her (regarding the dragon and the Repository-like device. from what I've gathered from the transcripts I've read)

Fics like the above-mentioned get under my skin in a bad way and revolt me to no ends whenever I com across one. It's a pity when Daniel and Vala pick up their trademark snark in CoT that everyone so reveres in the first 6 episodes of Season 9,and suddenly their pissy because it pops up again? I call it as I see it, an enormous pile of Bullshit!

Oh yeah I had to get that off my chest.

Let's make this quick shall I?

2007-01-20T10:17:57Z

Let's see if I can keep up with this journal. I have a few ideas spinning in my head that I usually keep on my computer or on docs.google.com (formerly the Uber-cool Writely.com)

I wanted a journal username that had miraculously not been takes (alas spacepirate and space_pirate were already taken) so gatepirate was born (and yes it sounds much cooler, and so season 8-10-ish) found "Entity" much cooler than anticipated but it relied too heavily on the Jack/Sam smushiness (yechhh!)

Thank and my mp3 player won't go back to shuffle...ah well that what you get by being cheap ($25) but hey...Christmas present so I'm not looking a gift horse (or reindeer as the case may be) in the mouth. It's quite nice actually but doesn't hold ALL my favorites *sighs*

Maybe I'll watch PromUn later....... lovely D/V UST *purrs*