FIC SEARCH: Jack/Daniel
6 February 2006 07:01 pmHi there, I'm searching for two fics.
1) Set after Daniel's descension. He and Jack wind up in a café somewhere and start talking about Soren Kierkegaard and existential angst. I'm reasonably sure that Daniel asks something along the lines of: "Was this body in particular made to suffer?"
FOUND: "Grounded" by Pares
2) During a briefing, Jack distracts Daniel by starting a game of Tic Tac Toe. Afterwards, Daniel's kind of baffled because he didn't pay attention and that has never happened before.
Thanks in advance!
1) Set after Daniel's descension. He and Jack wind up in a café somewhere and start talking about Soren Kierkegaard and existential angst. I'm reasonably sure that Daniel asks something along the lines of: "Was this body in particular made to suffer?"
FOUND: "Grounded" by Pares
2) During a briefing, Jack distracts Daniel by starting a game of Tic Tac Toe. Afterwards, Daniel's kind of baffled because he didn't pay attention and that has never happened before.
Thanks in advance!
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Date: 7 February 2006 06:37 pm (UTC)"Want to play tic-tac-toe?" he whispered to Daniel. Daniel smelled nice. Not that he didn't smell nice usually, but they'd all had showers after the basketball game and Daniel had recently acquired some particularly enticing orangey spicy soap. He'd have to filch it while Daniel had his back turned next time.
"No, I do not want to play tic-tac-toe," murmured Daniel, releasing his hand. "If you know how to play it, then it's unwinnable."
"How about scissors-paper-stone?"
"Doctor Jackson," General Hammond began, and Daniel's attention was commandeered once again.
Jack slithered his chair a little closer to kid Jack. No one was paying him any attention, they were all busy speculating on the mechanism of memory decay in the duplicates and how it could be fixed, and he had no opinion to offer. "Hey," he said to his duplicate. "That game is unwinnable, you know."
"We know."
"How about I challenge you to a bout of scissors-paper-stone?"
"Okay," said the kid. "Ready? One, two, three."
The kid had a stone; Jack had scissors. Then the kid had scissors, while Jack had paper. Then Jack had a stone, and the kid had paper. Three losses in a row. Damn.
"One, two, three," they murmured together, and Jack produced a stone again, while the kid produced a finger pointing straight at him. "What's that?"
"A gun," said kid Jack.
"There's no gun."
"There is now."
"Cool. Stone smashes gun. I win."
"Shit," said kid Jack. "Okay. One, two, three." A gun again.
Jack had paper. "Paper covers gun," he said.
"No, gun shoots a hole through paper."
"I don't think so."
"This is a P-90. Paper does not cover it."
"Looks like a .22 to me. Paper no problemo."
"Okay. Rematch." This time, the kid produced a stone, while Jack stuck with his paper.
Cool. Jack two; the kid three. He was gaining ground.
"Use rain," Daniel whispered in his ear.
"Huh?"
"Rain. It pulps paper, wears away rock, rusts gun and scissors."
"There's no rain," Jack whispered back.
"There was no gun, either."
Daniel had a point. Jack turned back. "One, two, three." Then he waggled his fingers at kid Jack's gun.
"What's that?" said kid Jack.
"Rain. Rain rusts gun."
"Oh, for crying out loud."
"You started it. One, two, three. Sorry, kid, but rain also pulps paper." Four vs three. Better and better.
Kid Jack consulted with kid Daniel for a few moments, before signalling he was ready to start again. Jack figured between them they'd come up with something to counter rain, so, on three, produced paper. Kid Jack held his hand, fingers spread, palm facing.
"What the hell is that?" said Jack. "A starfish?"
"It's a sun. Sun degrades paper."
"Fine. One, two, three." The kid gave him sun again. Jack grinned, holding his fist backwards. "Gotcha. Moon! Moon eclipses sun."
Beside him, Daniel burst out laughing. He put his head down in his arms and shivered with mirth.
"Daniel Jackson," said Teal'c, surprised.
The kids were laughing too, but all attention was on Daniel, who had never lost it like that before, particularly not in a meeting.
"Doctor Jackson?" said Hammond. "Colonel O'Neill?" he added.
"Me?"
Daniel, his face still buried, waved a hand. "I'm fine. Sorry."
It's about a third of the way through before mini-Jack disappears through the stargate.
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Date: 7 February 2006 07:38 pm (UTC)Not the scene I was looking for though. But thanks!