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sg1genrecs2011-07-25 11:34 am
fignewton) wrote in sg1genrecs2011-07-25 11:34 am
Meeting of Minds, by SEF (PG)
Title: Meeting of Minds
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sef1029
Categories: Sam, Daniel, team, friendship, drama, lost ep
Warnings: none
Author's Webpage/Fic list: SEF at AO3
Link to story: Meeting of Minds
Why this should be read: This wonderful teamy fic is set shortly after Daniel's return at the beginning of S7. SEF deftly weaves canon together, creating an excellent backstory for an intriguing alien race that we only glimpsed on the show. The story challenges our characters with thorny moral dilemmas, a staple of the show at its best; it offers the hint of skeletons in the Asgard closet, which is one of my favorite fic twists for some odd reason; and it's got solid gold teamy goodness, with all four characters working together and displaying true friendship and support under the most trying circumstances.
Off-world exploration, the possibility of major cultural impact on Earth, breathtaking firefights, dramatic and emotional affirmation of SG-1's close bond, fantastic Sam voice – what more could you ask for?
"And how do the Gadmeer use this technology?" Daniel asked.
"Ah," Kivwep said, clearly pleased by the question. "We use the life capture to preserve each mind and its memories. These are sacred to us. Each of us lives and learns, and passes his learning on to the rest. No experience is lost. No consciousness degrades into compost. You value such things as well?"
"Yes, I do," Daniel said. "I've spent a good part of my life digging through old trash heaps trying to find what we've lost."
"You were lost, Daniel," Emdurl said. "You were far from your clutch. They thought your learning was lost forever. We would not wish this to happen again. That is why we offer you our gift." He reached into the black fabric that covered his abdomen and removed a wandlike metal rod with a bluish cast that suggested the presence of naquada.
"Whoa!" The colonel slapped an arm across Daniel's chest. "Let's not get any ideas here, Danny-boy. No touching the technology."
Daniel hadn't moved. His eyes were on Emdurl. "Is this the device you use to capture lives?" he asked.
"A crude portable version," Emdurl said. "Soon after birth, all Gadmeer are implanted with devices that regularly update our life disks. To record your mind now, Daniel, would take several minutes. But, once done, no experience you have ever had will be lost to you, even if time or trauma has obscured your memories. You will know your childhood again, and your sibling-wife, and the path you have taken for the last year. These will never be lost to you again. And, when you die, your people will continue to benefit from all you have learned."
"But you're only offering this to me? Not to Earth?"
"To you, Daniel. That will be enough. For once you have participated in the process, you will soon determine how to reproduce it. You understand these mammals far better than we do. So we will trust you to decide what to do with it."
Author's LJ/DWJ:
sef1029Categories: Sam, Daniel, team, friendship, drama, lost ep
Warnings: none
Author's Webpage/Fic list: SEF at AO3
Link to story: Meeting of Minds
Why this should be read: This wonderful teamy fic is set shortly after Daniel's return at the beginning of S7. SEF deftly weaves canon together, creating an excellent backstory for an intriguing alien race that we only glimpsed on the show. The story challenges our characters with thorny moral dilemmas, a staple of the show at its best; it offers the hint of skeletons in the Asgard closet, which is one of my favorite fic twists for some odd reason; and it's got solid gold teamy goodness, with all four characters working together and displaying true friendship and support under the most trying circumstances.
Off-world exploration, the possibility of major cultural impact on Earth, breathtaking firefights, dramatic and emotional affirmation of SG-1's close bond, fantastic Sam voice – what more could you ask for?
"And how do the Gadmeer use this technology?" Daniel asked.
"Ah," Kivwep said, clearly pleased by the question. "We use the life capture to preserve each mind and its memories. These are sacred to us. Each of us lives and learns, and passes his learning on to the rest. No experience is lost. No consciousness degrades into compost. You value such things as well?"
"Yes, I do," Daniel said. "I've spent a good part of my life digging through old trash heaps trying to find what we've lost."
"You were lost, Daniel," Emdurl said. "You were far from your clutch. They thought your learning was lost forever. We would not wish this to happen again. That is why we offer you our gift." He reached into the black fabric that covered his abdomen and removed a wandlike metal rod with a bluish cast that suggested the presence of naquada.
"Whoa!" The colonel slapped an arm across Daniel's chest. "Let's not get any ideas here, Danny-boy. No touching the technology."
Daniel hadn't moved. His eyes were on Emdurl. "Is this the device you use to capture lives?" he asked.
"A crude portable version," Emdurl said. "Soon after birth, all Gadmeer are implanted with devices that regularly update our life disks. To record your mind now, Daniel, would take several minutes. But, once done, no experience you have ever had will be lost to you, even if time or trauma has obscured your memories. You will know your childhood again, and your sibling-wife, and the path you have taken for the last year. These will never be lost to you again. And, when you die, your people will continue to benefit from all you have learned."
"But you're only offering this to me? Not to Earth?"
"To you, Daniel. That will be enough. For once you have participated in the process, you will soon determine how to reproduce it. You understand these mammals far better than we do. So we will trust you to decide what to do with it."