Interdimensional Reunion Time! [Logs Only]
Summary: Daniel Jackson’s super-genius scientist friend/coworker, Samantha Carter, built a machine intended to try and study the dimensional energy signature left behind on Daniel after his strange trip to alternate-reality Manhattan. (AKA Daisychain) The machine goes haywire, and suddenly Daniel finds himself involved in another strange trip! Read below the cut for the full intro.
Options:
-Daniel is drawn to the universe of someone he knows. He stays there for any length of time between an hour and a day, before being transported either back home, or to the next person’s dimension. He always appears within 15 feet of the person he knew.
OR:
-Someone Daniel was in contact with is teleported to HIS dimension. Same rules apply.
So basically, this is my way of getting Daniel to be able to say hi to all his old friends from DC! ^^ It can go on as long as we want it to (presumably until Sam figures out what the crap went wrong and fixes it.
Please ask me if you are interested in having a reunion between your char and Daniel, or just confusing the crap outta them. ;D We’ll work out what we want to do over AIM or LJ Comments.
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“Sam, are you sure about this?”
Daniel Jackson spoke the question somewhat nervously to his friend across the room. He was currently standing against a blank concrete wall, facing what could only be described as a rather dubious science-fiction modification of an MRI machine.
“Oh, come on, Daniel, I never get to have fun with playing with alternate dimensions anymore,” Samantha Carter replied, shooting him a teasing grin. The blonde Air Force officer stooped behind the machine, typing a few final commands into her strange invention's keypad. “You said yourself that this could be beneficial to our understanding of other realities.”
“Yeeeah, but I didn’t know at the time that it would involve me standing in front of something potentially radioactive,” he deadpanned in response.
“Well, that’s the price you pay for working with me!”
Daniel sighed, leaning back against the wall. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Calm down, Jackson, he reprimanded himself. This is Sam; you know she’d never do anything that would actually hurt you. On purpose. His mind began wandering back to several particular incidents in their decade of working together, and he quickly distracted his thoughts to something else.
Sam was positive that this machine of hers might somehow be able to trace the ‘dimensional energy signature’ left behind by his strange visit to an alternate-reality Manhattan earlier this year. The strange new realities that had been revealed to him through that experience had sent Sam’s scientific curiosity into overdrive, and after months of research and testing, the device standing before him had been born. He just hoped that it wasn’t going to fry him.
As Daniel’s mind wandered back to that other-worldly experience - literally and figuratively - he felt that old, only partially subdued wave of nostalgia. It was hard knowing what had happened to everyone there, and that he hadn’t been able to be there for them. Talks with Jack O’Neill, and even more surprisingly, his friend Ziva David - both also victims of the bizarre dimensional transfer from this dimension to that one - had given him some ideas about how the strange crisis had been resolved. But he couldn’t help missing the friends he had made…and wondering if he would ever see them again.
“Daniel?” Sam’s voice jolted him back to reality. “I’m about to run the first test. Now remember, we’ve double-checked this machine to be sure that it can’t do anything harmful to you, but there might be some mild discomfort. I need you to stay absolutely still, alright?”
The archeologist nodded, straightening up. He stared at the machine one more time - before slanting his eyes back to Sam. “Am I supposed to stare into it or something?”
Sam grinned. “No, just try not to dance out of the beam or anything. Ready?”
Daniel clamped his eyes shut and took a deep breath. “Ready.”
Carter flipped a few switches on the device and typed something on the keypad. One of her two lab assistants did something with an adjacent switchboard, while the other prepared the Naquada generator. The blonde super-genius spoke several commands to the others as she worked. At last, she said, “Powering up systems one and two. All systems are go. On my mark: one, two, three, now.” All three scientists simultaneously turned their various systems on. With a buzzing whine, the machine sprang to life.
“Activating dimensional scanning field.” Sam switched another toggle, and suddenly the front of the machine beamed Daniel with a brilliant white light. He stood stock-still as the light condensed into a single flat bar and began to move up and down his body, starting at his head and working down to his shoes. As it passed over him, he felt a strange, almost electrical tingle - like when one touches one’s tongue to a battery, only multiplied by ten. At the same time, there was an odd ringing in his ears. …What was that? There was something oddly familiar in that sensation…
Sam considered the screen as she monitored the machine’s progress. Something was definitely registering. They were getting a reading! “I think we’re almost done, Daniel,” she said over the loud humming. “Just let the beam have one more pass and I’ll shut it down.”
Right as she finished speaking, the image on the screen jumped. Then it jumped again and began glitching and wavering. Several sparks flew out of the front of the device, and the beam of light suddenly intensified. Sam jumped to the controls, eyes wide with concern and concentration. “The system’s going haywire - it’s overloading! Daniel, get out of the beam!”
Daniel couldn’t hear her over the incredibly loud whumm-whumm-whumm sound coming from the machine. The light had exploded back out into its original full-body beam and was now glaring angrily through his eyelids. The mild tingle amped up into a fierce buzzing that sounded as though it was vibrating every cell in his body and all of the air around him. Daniel let out a gasp as he felt his chest muscles seize up, protesting the unnatural sensation. Finally, unable to stand it anymore, he threw his arms up over his eyes and dropped to the ground.
At almost the same time, Sam managed to disconnect the power from the Naquada generator. With a dying whiiirr, the machine shut down, its scanning beam fading away into nothing.
Sam rushed over to Daniel, dropping into a crouch at his side. “Daniel? Daniel, are you alright?”
The loud buzzing in his ears slowly began to dissipate as Daniel opened his eyes, staring at Sam through a sea of bright spots. He shook his head, starting to pick out bits of what she was saying. “Yeah,” he said, a bit more loudly than necessary for Sam to hear. “I’m alright.” Sitting up against the wall, he felt his chest, arms, legs, and face, as if searching for anything that had gone missing. “I’m fine,” he proclaimed, with more assurance now, looking at Sam again with a bit more visual clarity.
Sam was staring at him oddly. That was never a good sign after an incident like this. “What’s wrong?” Daniel asked warily.
“Uh…” Sam shook her head and peered at him, as if to make sure of what she was seeing. “Nothing, really, except…I think you’re…glowing.”
Daniel jolted and scrambled to his feet. “I’m what?” Holding up his hands for inspection, he stared hard at them. A few steps into one of the darker corners of the room verified Sam’s verdict. He was very lightly glowing. “…Sam?”
The scientist winced guiltily. “Yeah, Daniel?”
“I think I’d like to compare your definition of ‘no bodily harm’ to the rest of the world’s.”
Sam shrugged, a sheepish grin on her face. “Well, you’re not really hurt. I don’t know why the machine malfunctioned, but it doesn’t seem to be any other effects. Still, just to be safe.” She went over to an intercom on the wall and spoke into it. “Medic to Room 103-D.”
Daniel sighed and seated himself in a nearby chair while they waited for the medic to arrive. This day was just getting more exciting by the minute. “So what happened?”
Sam sat in another chair while one of her assistants ran to get them both a cup of coffee. She was obviously frustrated, and it came out in her voice as she leaned both elbows on her knees and spoke her thoughts. “I don’t know. Nothing should have gone wrong; we’ve run this same test several times, including on items we’ve brought back from previous trips to alternate realities. Nothing remotely like this occurred.” Her eyes lit up as she replayed the events in her head, looking for a clue. “I think it might have been reacting to something it sensed while it was scanning you. We were getting some really interesting readings right before the system spiked.”
“And now I’m glowing,” Daniel sighed. He rubbed his eyes again. “I wonder what it mea-”
All at once, a surge of that same intense tingling sensation hit him again. Daniel felt incredibly light-headed for a moment, and then suddenly…
Sam startled and tipped her chair over backwards in shock as, with a bright flash, Daniel suddenly disappeared into thin air.
There was a very, very long moment of silence between Sam and the two lab assistants. Then Sam, now standing again, sucked a breath through her teeth and said, “Oooh, that can’t be good.”