peacefulexplorer: (Badass | Gun | Angry | Action)
Daniel Jackson ([personal profile] peacefulexplorer) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream 2014-11-28 10:26 pm (UTC)

The grinding whirr of the naquadah ring and the thunk of engaging chevrons is so sharp and familiar that for a moment Daniel can't find anything wrong with it. It feels completely natural, from the roaring vortical surge of blue-white as it storm-roars outward to the watery snap of the spiraling fluid energy kawoosh reshaping itself into the oscillating, rippling puddle. It only strikes him once he's been hurled through the shrieking tunnel of tearing space-time that he hasn't been through a stargate in weeks.

He gets no time to consider the incongruous timeline before the gate discharges him out on the other side in a far more turbulent exit than necessary; inertia is constant even through gate travel, even through the spaciotemporal fold between two artificial wormholes in separate coordinates of the galaxy. Yet the stargate ejects him at his destination violently and sends him hurtling onto the new planet in a torqued parabola. One shoulder glances off the raised dais but he manages to twist the awkward landing into a partial roll, avoiding injuries worse than simple bruising, then rights himself immediately and unclips the P-90 at his tac vest to bring it up defensively.

Daniel gets about thirty seconds to appreciate the old feel of the gun, disturbing in its familiarity, before his world detonates.

The dais gets rocked by a low, rumbling explosion, a deep and percussive force that sends fragments of debris pinwheeling in Daniel's direction. He ducks behind the DHD for cover, groping for the radio that apparently isn't there. A second impact - are those missiles or energy-based weapons or sonic-based technology he can't tell he can't tell there's too much happening - rocks the gate again, and before Daniel can consider dialing home a third blast smashes into the platform barely several meters away. No form of evasive maneuver would have been sufficient. He tumbles backwards off the dais and scrambles to get back to his feet

Threat assessment: alien planet, unknown coordinates, unknown assailants, explosions very very nearby. Force and magnitude of attack unknown. Gate unsafe.

Get to higher ground.

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