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sg1genrecs2011-07-18 10:08 am
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Enlightened by Travelling One (PG-13)
Title: Enlightened
Author's LJ/DWJ: N/A
Categories: action/adventure, lost episode, team, hurt/comfort
Warnings: violence
Author's Webpage/Fic list: Website
Link to story: Website
Why this should be read:
No lost episodes theme would be complete without a rec for Travelling One. Enlightened acts as a sequel of sorts to the episode Prodigy, when SG-1 runs across the energy beings again on a different planet. This time, though, they're asking for help. Someone has trapped most of their kind to use them for power. SG-1 frees them, but runs into trouble when the remnants of that civilization that trapped them come looking for revenge. What results is an entertaining read all around, a rather unconventional (and ruthless) rescue, and a moral quandary à la Beast of Burden. But that's business as usual at the SGC.
Daniel was back to staring at whatever lay before him.
Hesitantly - but trusting that Daniel hadn't been compromised by some sort of alien electrical mind control - Jack led the rest of the team towards Daniel, towards the cliff, keeping the energy balls in view as they went. The lights hovered, darted, and zipped excitedly, all around his archeologist. It made for a most disconcerting sight. Jack's stomach clenched tighter than his fingers.
As the team drew closer to the land's apparent end they approached even more cautiously, closing in on Daniel, nearing his side. And when they realized what he was looking at, they stopped in shock.
Down below, past a shallow slope in a wide gulley and stretching parallel to them for what seemed like miles along some ancient river bed, were thick transparent pipes, joined at junctions and reaching out at various angles, mostly upright and poking out of the ground like columns of some massive, modernistic Greek temple. A temple with no walls and no roof. Distant sections of piping were partly covered by soil and natural stone, their tips appearing from the ground like teeth of a giant comb, smokestacks of alien technology.
But what was most distracting, most disturbing, was that the pipes were all lit brightly from the inside… glowing, a glow that was fluctuating, pulsating, rippling. There was that muffled humming of electrical wires, barely audible but likely more pronounced from down below, coming from their interiors.
Author's LJ/DWJ: N/A
Categories: action/adventure, lost episode, team, hurt/comfort
Warnings: violence
Author's Webpage/Fic list: Website
Link to story: Website
Why this should be read:
No lost episodes theme would be complete without a rec for Travelling One. Enlightened acts as a sequel of sorts to the episode Prodigy, when SG-1 runs across the energy beings again on a different planet. This time, though, they're asking for help. Someone has trapped most of their kind to use them for power. SG-1 frees them, but runs into trouble when the remnants of that civilization that trapped them come looking for revenge. What results is an entertaining read all around, a rather unconventional (and ruthless) rescue, and a moral quandary à la Beast of Burden. But that's business as usual at the SGC.
Daniel was back to staring at whatever lay before him.
Hesitantly - but trusting that Daniel hadn't been compromised by some sort of alien electrical mind control - Jack led the rest of the team towards Daniel, towards the cliff, keeping the energy balls in view as they went. The lights hovered, darted, and zipped excitedly, all around his archeologist. It made for a most disconcerting sight. Jack's stomach clenched tighter than his fingers.
As the team drew closer to the land's apparent end they approached even more cautiously, closing in on Daniel, nearing his side. And when they realized what he was looking at, they stopped in shock.
Down below, past a shallow slope in a wide gulley and stretching parallel to them for what seemed like miles along some ancient river bed, were thick transparent pipes, joined at junctions and reaching out at various angles, mostly upright and poking out of the ground like columns of some massive, modernistic Greek temple. A temple with no walls and no roof. Distant sections of piping were partly covered by soil and natural stone, their tips appearing from the ground like teeth of a giant comb, smokestacks of alien technology.
But what was most distracting, most disturbing, was that the pipes were all lit brightly from the inside… glowing, a glow that was fluctuating, pulsating, rippling. There was that muffled humming of electrical wires, barely audible but likely more pronounced from down below, coming from their interiors.