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figs_sg1_recRec Category: Crossover
Pairing: none
Categories: crossover, gen, drama, Daniel Jackson, Ronon Dex
Warnings: crossover with SG-1 and SGA characters; some whumping
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vain_glorious
Author's Website: unknown
Link: One Forgotten Day
Why This Must Be Read: I can't call this AU, because an Ancient infuriates Daniel by pressing the reset button. But it's definitely a fascinating glimpse of pre-Atlantis Ronon, still tracked and running, as he tries to comprehend this annoying guy who won't stop talking and, impossibly, has never heard of the Wraith.
Poor Daniel spends most of the story in one stage of whump or another, but he never stops being himself - fighting back when he can, arguing, trying to make peace. Ronon is a fascinating study in contrasts, as he doesn't hesitate to shoot or even gag Daniel, yet is afraid to leave him vulnerable to a Wraith attack. And the courage of his decision, at the end of the story, leaves the reader hoping that he'll meet the Atlantis Expedition really, really soon.
Good Daniel POV, great Jack cameos, and a very intriguing Ronon: One Forgotten Day is a most enjoyable read!
Distracted again by the objects before him, Daniel moved away from the cliffside. Some of the debris covered shapes looked like they once formed walls. Daniel whipped out his tape recorder again, babbling a half-formed theory about the possibility that he’d just tripped and landed in Atlantis. He walked on, eyes on a clear shape sticking up, mostly uncovered. It was some kind of archway, like the frame of a huge cube. He’d never seen anything like it, and immediately began describing it into his recorder. He reached out to dust off the glyphs on a panel on its side, and suddenly the panel lit up. Daniel withdrew his hand, and stepped back, unsure what he’d done.
There was a figure standing inside the cube frame, a massively tall man with a tangle of hair, who whipped out a gun and shot Daniel with a pulse of burning red energy before he could even say a word.
Pairing: none
Categories: crossover, gen, drama, Daniel Jackson, Ronon Dex
Warnings: crossover with SG-1 and SGA characters; some whumping
Author on LJ:
vain_gloriousAuthor's Website: unknown
Link: One Forgotten Day
Why This Must Be Read: I can't call this AU, because an Ancient infuriates Daniel by pressing the reset button. But it's definitely a fascinating glimpse of pre-Atlantis Ronon, still tracked and running, as he tries to comprehend this annoying guy who won't stop talking and, impossibly, has never heard of the Wraith.
Poor Daniel spends most of the story in one stage of whump or another, but he never stops being himself - fighting back when he can, arguing, trying to make peace. Ronon is a fascinating study in contrasts, as he doesn't hesitate to shoot or even gag Daniel, yet is afraid to leave him vulnerable to a Wraith attack. And the courage of his decision, at the end of the story, leaves the reader hoping that he'll meet the Atlantis Expedition really, really soon.
Good Daniel POV, great Jack cameos, and a very intriguing Ronon: One Forgotten Day is a most enjoyable read!
Distracted again by the objects before him, Daniel moved away from the cliffside. Some of the debris covered shapes looked like they once formed walls. Daniel whipped out his tape recorder again, babbling a half-formed theory about the possibility that he’d just tripped and landed in Atlantis. He walked on, eyes on a clear shape sticking up, mostly uncovered. It was some kind of archway, like the frame of a huge cube. He’d never seen anything like it, and immediately began describing it into his recorder. He reached out to dust off the glyphs on a panel on its side, and suddenly the panel lit up. Daniel withdrew his hand, and stepped back, unsure what he’d done.
There was a figure standing inside the cube frame, a massively tall man with a tangle of hair, who whipped out a gun and shot Daniel with a pulse of burning red energy before he could even say a word.
