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16 May 2009 @ 09:33 pm
Title: A Day In The Chatter
Fandom/Pairing: SG1 Jack/Sam
Rating: G
Notes: talkofcake prompted me in a meme, the prompt was technobabble. :)

He doesn't understand a word she's saying when she gets in these moods. "If we manage to reactive the crystals it should send the proper feedback into the system to get this up and running, but that isn't what's happening." Sam continues to babble on and he just stares at her, his mind wandering away from feedbacks and fruit loops or whatever seems to be the problem with this new artifact they've retrieved.

He already had to listen to Daniel babble on about how this artifact was an important find, "civilization as we know it would be changed!" He had insisted, flailing his arms about in excitement. When Daniel did these relentless rambles Jack's mind usually fled to more interesting things, like the piles of paperwork he still had to sort through before the day was over.

With Sam his mind didn't wander quite so far. Instead he studied her in the same way she was studying the artifact. Her eyes twinkled in excitement at the find, but because she couldn't get it to work her nose was ever so slightly scrunched. "I don't think this is an anomaly, sir, the entire machine seems to work in the most counter-intuitive fashion possible, seeding feedback into loops that shouldn't exist. Now I think if these loops are transferred into a concurrent stream the system might overload..." he still had no idea what she was going on about, but he did notice that she didn't seem to have taken a breath in the time she'd been going on.

He'd noticed that when he first met her, too. Once he had let her go on and on to see when she would need to breathe. He never had figured out, she'd finished the explanation and had been staring at him expectantly before she even considered breathing. After that he'd just accepted that it must be part of the fact that she was clearly superhuman.

She turned to face the machine and began motioning towards different parts of the artifact. He let a small smile slip, his eyes very much not on the machine. She turned back around to face him and immediately his eyes lifted and his face was blank again. "What do you think, sir?" She asked, her eyes now on him as if he was going to impart some wisdom on the subject.

"So... it's broken?" He asked.

"Yes," a small smile spread across her lips and he couldn't help but match it on his own face.

"Well, then, I think you should fix it."

"But the generation of it wouldn't really involve-" she began to argue again, and he immediately put his hands up towards her.


"Yes, sir, I'l... fix it." She almost spit out the last two words, clearly fighting the urge to explain how complex the matter actually was.

He smiled at her and nodded, "good. Now then, lunch in an hour? That is, as long as you don't lay out all the jello to explain how this machine works. Again."

"That was merely mean to explain how the last device we found has the transferable properties-" he was staring at her blankly again, "yes, sir." He nodded with a smirk, the minute his boots hit the boundary between her lab and the hallway he heard her mumbling to herself, it sounded like the same spiel she'd given him. He stood outside for a moment just listening to her, and then with a wide smile and little whistle continued on his way to listen to people he actually understood who were far less interesting.
talkofcake: ♥ talk of cake || join youtalkofcake on May 17th, 2009 02:40 am (UTC)
Oh, that was just ADORABLE! ♥ And I love the fruit loop line. That is SO Jack. Thank you, bb!!
lagobray on April 15th, 2011 08:26 pm (UTC)
Thanks for an idea, you sparked at thought from a angle I hadn’t given thoguht to yet. Now lets see if I can do something with it.