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Culture

Culture

by Demon Faith

Title: Culture
Author: Demon Faith
E-mail: rosabeth@hotmail.com
Category: S/D friendship, Series: Conversation by Alpha
Spoilers: Cold Lazarus, Watergate and Divide and Conquer
Season/Sequel: Um...4. Third in the 'Conversation by Alpha' series.
Rating: G
Content Warnings: Slight implications
Summary: Exactly what impression are the SG teams giving? Sam and Daniel discuss
Disclaimer: Sam and Daniel don't belong to me. Wish they did, but they don't. I didn't get anything for writing this except a few odd looks from all of you ?
Author's Notes: C is for Culture. C is also for Coffee, Chocolate and Candlelight. A perfect S/D evening in! Maybe without the candles, but who knows?

"I am so exhausted."

"So am I. Who knew re-training could be so tough!"

"Re-training? You've done that before?"

"Yeah Daniel. Loads of times."

"Wow. You're tougher than you look."

"Hey! Are you trying to start a fight?"

"I don't have the energy."

"Neither do I. Want some coffee?"

"Yes please, Sam."

"Daniel; what do you think of...the military?"

"What do I think of it? Um...well...it's paying me well."

"No, what do you think of it. The whole...culture of it?"

"Culture, Sam? Are you trying to make a point here?"

"No...well, yeah. Exactly what kind of impression are we giving all those people out there?"

"I'm not quite with you, Sam."

"Well...promise you won't tell Jack?"

"That bad?"

"No, but I don't want him to know."

"Sure thing, Sam."

"Right. What I'm getting at is...well...you pick up stuff, right? You can tell a lot about a person by how they look, dress, act...you get my drift."

"Well, yeah. And you think we're not..."

"Daniel, what kind of image are we sending by striding through the Gate waving guns around and being overly sarcastic?"

"Y'know, this sounds like an argument I should be making, and you defending."

"I know that! It just struck me today, in re-training. Y'know, when Jack challenged the instructor and was told 'that's not how we do it here'. I just thought..."

"I understand what you're saying, Sam, really I do, but I don't think we're going to change the military."

"No, Daniel. I don't think we are."

"And, actually, the whole sarcasm combined with guns thing might give us a good impression."

"Tell me you're joking."

"No, Sam, think about it; many ancient cultures, that we are essentially dealing with day-to-day, respect powers of authority and wisdom and that's certainly how we come across. As long as Jack keeps that quick tongue civil, we come off as an intelligent, advanced and powerful culture."

"It does make a certain amount of sense."

"Of course it does! I said it."

"Mr Modest, aren't we?"

"Nothing less for Miss Major Rebel."

"Was that supposed to be a pun?"

"No, it wasn't. Just came off that way."

"We'll make a Jack O'Neill of you yet!"

"I hope not. Then, we 'd just come of as the dumb males with female super-brains."

"I wouldn't let Jack hear that."

"I don't intend to. Unless someone tells him..."

"Never! Anyway, speaking of cultures..."

"Jack doesn't go around spouting Irish folklore about leprechauns and Saint Patrick?"

"Uh...yeah."

"Does Jack strike you as the mythological type?"

"Scarily yes."

"Oh...um...well..."

"Don't worry, Daniel. I don't expect you to know Jack inside-out."

"Yeah, I guess. Maybe you should ask him yourself."

"Yeah right! Can you imagine that? 'Hey Colonel; why don't you believe in leprechauns?'"

"I guess not."

"I wonder what Texas folklore's like..."

"Sam, you are not seriously thinking..."

"Why not?"

"He's the General, for crying out loud!"

"For crying out loud?"

"Okay, okay! But I'm not the only one!"

"You do realise that Svetlana had a crush on him."

"You're not serious!"

"Would I lie to you?"

"You really want me to answer that?"

"Maybe not. And Freya..."

"Yeah, I picked up on that. He thinks Anise likes me."

"Hehehe...ha...hehe...ha"

"Sam..."

"Sorry...hehe...it's just...ha..."

"I give up."

*finis*

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