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stargateficrec2006-05-31 07:31 pm
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Lucid Insights by Emily M (PG-13)
Rec Category: Sam/Daniel
Pairing: Sam/Daniel
Category: Het, SG1, Sam Carter, Daniel Jackson, UST
Warning:Het
Author on LJ:
Author's Website: Nomadic Spirit
Link: Lucid Insights
Why This Must Be Read:
I like this fic because it's just them talking on a mission. It allows us to see how their deep friendship might turn into something more. The discussion between the two them is a great read and it's just a good fic overall.
The doors were made of dark metal and covered in Goa'uld writing that had been defaced in places. Her grip on her P-90 tightened automatically. She turned to Daniel. "What's it say?"
"Typical Goa'uld propaganda," he said, "'I am your god. All who do not honor me shall face torment in this life and the next.' Yada."
"Oh. Gets old, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, it does," Daniel said with a small smile. "Frankly, I was much more interested in the village than this place." He gestured at the gaudy doors. One of them was ajar, and there was a six inch gap that neither one of them could have squeezed through. Daniel started pushing on the door to widen the gap. "But you've never passed up a change to look at Goa'uld technology before. Though I don't know if we'll find any here."
Sam was suddenly aware of her aching feet and frizzy hair and the rain that was starting to get heavier. "I'm just having a bad day. My clothes feel like someone glued them on, and I think I'm going to get my period before the end of the day." Daniel coughed and examined the writing on the door. "Too much information?"
"A little." Daniel threw his weight at the door, and it swung open almost half way. "After you."
"Always the gentleman," Sam said.
"Not really. You have the bigger gun."
Pairing: Sam/Daniel
Category: Het, SG1, Sam Carter, Daniel Jackson, UST
Warning:Het
Author on LJ:
Author's Website: Nomadic Spirit
Link: Lucid Insights
Why This Must Be Read:
I like this fic because it's just them talking on a mission. It allows us to see how their deep friendship might turn into something more. The discussion between the two them is a great read and it's just a good fic overall.
The doors were made of dark metal and covered in Goa'uld writing that had been defaced in places. Her grip on her P-90 tightened automatically. She turned to Daniel. "What's it say?"
"Typical Goa'uld propaganda," he said, "'I am your god. All who do not honor me shall face torment in this life and the next.' Yada."
"Oh. Gets old, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, it does," Daniel said with a small smile. "Frankly, I was much more interested in the village than this place." He gestured at the gaudy doors. One of them was ajar, and there was a six inch gap that neither one of them could have squeezed through. Daniel started pushing on the door to widen the gap. "But you've never passed up a change to look at Goa'uld technology before. Though I don't know if we'll find any here."
Sam was suddenly aware of her aching feet and frizzy hair and the rain that was starting to get heavier. "I'm just having a bad day. My clothes feel like someone glued them on, and I think I'm going to get my period before the end of the day." Daniel coughed and examined the writing on the door. "Too much information?"
"A little." Daniel threw his weight at the door, and it swung open almost half way. "After you."
"Always the gentleman," Sam said.
"Not really. You have the bigger gun."