Meet N' Greet

[cityship]

Part of the crew might be gone, but life on the ship goes on. In fact, new people have woken up and, eventually, they've been spat out into the mess hall.

Maybe it's better to introduce them to some of the worst aspects of ship life first, right?

Anyway, the word is out that there's new people, and someone should probably go say hello. Before the n00bs mistake the glop for crew.


[ooc: read before tagging, plz]

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[days-rations.livejournal.com]

Daniel has a natural ability to take new situations and changes well. That doesn't mean he isn't upset about this whole thing. He's just adaptable. He's still getting used to the.... 'clothing' provided.

"Um...Hello, I'm Daniel Jackson. I uh... I'm still not sure what's going on here," speaking is usually the best way to go when meeting new people.

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"It's half Aliens, half Cube, but mostly that comic Gus made me read called Exiles or something stupid like that."

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

Daniel can get his head around aliens pretty easily, "Cube...?" He decides it's best not to even touch the part about comic book people.

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"Y'know, that movie where the people get trapped inside a giant cube that has a bunch of smaller cube-shaped rooms inside it, and they try to get out, only most of the rooms have deadly traps inside so most of the people die horrible? This place is kinda like that. Only without the traps. So maybe not like Cube."

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

"I'm... really not much for movies," Daniel looked over him wearily, "You're sure there are no traps?" That's the last thing he needs. Wandering the halls then suddenly a trap.

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"If there were we'dve probably triggered them by now."

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

"Right," Daniel shakes his head, "That doesn't make me feel any better."

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

"My job is to make sarcastic comments, reference obscure movies, and, if the situation demands it, do detective work, fake being psychic, and any combination of the four. Not to make you feel better."

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Finally! Ronon spots a familiar face. Not that he ever really spoke to Dr Jackson or anything, but it was better than the nothing he's found so far.

"Dr Jackson?"

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

Now if only Daniel had some idea who Ronon was. He turns his head quickly at the sound of his name, "Just Daniel is fine..." He blinks a couple times at Ronon's size, "Uh.... I... know you?"

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

How could he not know who Ronon was? Ronon didn't figure Daniel to be the type to forget people so easily, especially one in Atlantis' flagship team.

"Specialist Ronon Dex. You were uh- helping McKay find Janus' lab and I was with Dr Keller at the time..."

Ronon watches Daniel closely for his reaction. He may or may not be staring straight into your soul Daniel Jackson

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

Daniel held up his hands, "W-wait... what? McKay?" pause for blinking and processing, "You mean I finally get to go to Atlantis?" Daniel's initial uneasy by Ronon being so big has warn off, now he's thinking, "Okay. What year was it before you ended up here? This could be really important."

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Was it time travel? What was going on here? It didn't sound like Daniel had ever been to Atlantis before but so far he's been at least twice.

"Uhh... 2009? What's goin' on here Doc?" Ronon shifts uncomfortably.

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

Daniel's expression is very intent when he hears that information, "Okay... I'm.. I'm from 2004. I--I haven't even been to Atlantis yet." Daniel internally squees with knowledge that he will go to Atlantis in the future.

He shakes his head, "Uh.. You're Ronon." He picked up that part, dur, he connects the following dots, "You're one of Sheppard's team?"

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

"Yup. I joined the expedition in 2005. Then Col Carter is still doing missions in your time?"

His eyes soften a little at the mention of Colonel Carter. They had some good time on Atlantis.

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

"Huh...." Daniel processes this new info slowly, "You mean, Sam? Yeah. She's... She's leading SG-1 right now. Er... was."

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Ronon nodded.

"Do you have any idea why we're here? I don't remember being taken."

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

"I have no idea," he glanced up, "All I know is what that voice said earlier about being the 'chosen'." Daniel let out a sigh and shook his head,

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

"Yeah I was told I was chosen too. Why us and not the others? I don't trust this place one bit." Well who would if you were taken against your will?

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

"We've been hijacked by an alien spaceship and now we're trapped and apparently forced to do the bidding of it's...uh..what did they call it? AI? I don't really know either. I'm just a cop..." Robert sighs, then offers a hand.

"Robert Donovan."

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

"So it is a spaceship..." Daniel wasn't entirely sure as he didn't get a chance to look out any windows before he was dropped off here. "You mean that voice? That's the ships programing... that means. Whoever brought us here... could be long gone." Just thinking outloud there for a second, he blinks out of it.

He reached out to shake his hand, "Dr. Daniel Jackson... I'm.. an archeologist," IN SPACE!

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

Robert shook the others hand firmly before frowning, considering what he knew and what Daniel had said.

"Nice to meet you, Doctor Jackson. Sorry to say it's not under better circumstances. And I think the ship is what brought us here. Keeps talking about how we've been 'chosen.' Whatever that means."

[days-rations.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I got that much. 'Chosen' for what?" He doesn't really expect an answer, "That voice really didn't help much. Just vague... non-specific answers."

He sighs, "So.. uh, just Robert or do you want to be called something else?"

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

"Damned if I know. I fell asleep in front of the TV watching the Twilight Zone and woke up in the Twilight Zone, you know? But I think that's one of the things we're supposed to be trying to figure out." He paused, shifted the rifle slung over one shoulder, then smiled. "Just Robert is fine. Or Robbie."