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[fignewton]

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T is for Temper - part 2

[randomfreshink.livejournal.com]

What's Chosen - part 2

The boy stared up at him, eyes wide and wary, suspecting a trick--Daniel had seen the jokes played on Ra's chosen, and they were never kind. But he kept his hand steady, and when the youth took it, he pulled him up, then dragged off his outer robe and offered it. Then the other man--the one who'd been using the whip on these two, moved, started to take his wife, and she cried out, and Daniel really lost it.

He turned, kept his voice low, stepped between the woman and her husband.

"No. You're not going to touch her. Not unless she says, and if you do and I hear, I will have them unbury the Stargate so I can call O'Neill back. And he will take you with him, and I will let him, and you will live the rest of your days beneath the weight of a mountain, never knowing the sun again, or clean air, or a kind word. You will die with no sons to carry your name and no daughters to sing of you to their children, so that your soul will wander forever in darkness, forgotten by all."

He spoke fast, mixed English and Abydonian, and stray bits of Coptic Egyptian creped in, but the man seemed to get the point. Or maybe it was having someone in his face and damn well meaning every word.

The man glanced at the crowd--and Daniel knew he was looking for support. Even one voice added to this man's would make a rift in the community that might never heal--and, damnit, this would just go underground.

Scooping up the whip from the dirt, Daniel advanced on the man. "The gods have short memories--but your neighbors have long ones. They will tell me if you ignore the new law." Turning, Daniel held up his arms. "No man, no woman, no child may be beaten. Those are the old ways. You have elders. They will hear when wrong has been done, and will decide what is fitting punishment."

Throwing the whip down, he turned, strode for his own house, because he couldn't stand to stare at that bastard one second more. He didn't look back and he didn't stop until he'd stepped into cool shadows. And then he put his hands on the wall and put his head down, and pulled in long breaths as he tried to stop shaking inside.

"Danyel?"

Sha're's voice, soft and uncertain, slapped the back of his neck like cold water, so that he turned and slumped against the wall. He'd acted like an idiot, and he could just about hear the gossip that'd start. Maybe he could pass this off as sunstroke--but one glance at Sha're's face told him no.

Knees giving, he sank to the floor, then looked up, winced and asked, "How bad?"

She came to his side and knelt before him. "Not as bad as when you said we must not take down the wadjet--that Ra's eye must stand to speak of our past. Or when you told the women they could no longer wash cloth in the city well. Or when you demanded that..."

"Oh, god, I shouldn't have stayed." With a groan he pulled his knees tighter and put his head onto them.

Sha're's voice--still soft, but now uncertain tugged at him. "Danyel? Husband? Does this mean if ever I find another more to my liking, you would not hunt for me and find me and beat me for it?"

Her voice held a teasing note, but he found it suddenly difficult to breath. If she left--dear god, what if she got tired of him, or when she found out just how difficult he was to live with? He was already making her into something of an outcast, just because he couldn't keep his mouth shut and let things be. And...

And something must have shown up in his face because she reached out, cupped his cheek, her eyes serious, all teasing gone.

"If you do not come after me and beat me for doing wrong, how do I know you care, my Danyel?"

He touched her cheek, then wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, pulled her close for a kiss. Then he pulled back. "There are better ways to show you care than by losing your temper."

Smiling, she touched his face. "Not for you, my husband."

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[sg-fignewton.livejournal.com]

Oh, wonderful. Wonderful.

(We'll ignore the kiss at the end, shall we?)

I love the Abydons' honest bewilderment, and Daniel using the power of his status when he has to. I love Sha're's list of everything else he's done that has utterly bewildered them, and the layers of meaning in that last bit of dialogue. And I love Daniel using Jack as the ultimate threat, because hee! For all the poetry and power of Daniel's description of life beneath the mountain, you just know it was the thought of Jack O'Neill stalking back into their life that absolutely made them all back down. :)

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[randomfreshink.livejournal.com]

Kiss handwaved -- my def of gen is no actual sex :)

And don't you love the idea of Jack becoming the boogeyman of Abydos -- so that parents who want their kids to behave talk about how Oneer will come back and take them through the circle if they're not good. And all because of Daniel's stories like this one.

But the thing is---Daniel would do it, too, if he thought he had to.

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[sg-fignewton.livejournal.com]

Yes, he would. And see nothing wrong with it, either.

"Eat your yaffetta pita, or ONeer will come and eat you!"

(and Jack would love it)

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[randomfreshink.livejournal.com]

And then when Jack shows back up on Abydos, he wonders why he's getting all these sideways looks -- LOL!

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[shutthef-up.livejournal.com]

Wow, this is fabulous!

I love that you explore the difficulties Daniel might have faced when adopting a totally different culture and people.

This is wonderful!

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[randomfreshink.livejournal.com]

Thanks -- and there's so much great stuff you can do with that year Daniel spent on Abydos. Had to be the best times of his life--but so damn hard in so many ways.

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[tejas.livejournal.com]

"There are better ways to show you care than by losing your temper."

Smiling, she touched his face. "Not for you, my husband."

How well she knows him! Daniel is at his best when he can no longer remain silent and has to get in someone's face about something. Nicely done!

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[randomfreshink.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I always thought Sha're had him pegged -- that's why she could do that living dream in "Forever in a Day". Hard to pull that off if you don't really know the guy inside and out. There's sometimes a fundamental level on which people connected, and that's what I always figured these two had.

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[tejas.livejournal.com]

Yep. That pretty much says it all. :-)

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[aurora-novarum.livejournal.com]

LOL, not really gen is it? ;-)

But great look at Abydonian society and Daniel and Sha're's relationship with each other is so sweet. I love the culture clash you show here.

Re: T is for Temper - part 2

[randomfreshink.livejournal.com]

Weeellll....sort of gen. Really. I mean the point is not romance, is it, and the story needs that gesture (and it really is about the impact of the gesture). For Daniel, I alway figured gestures are as important as words--hell, everything's weighted for him, has meaning. Which is why a hand wave and lifted eyebrows can be a conversation between him and Jack.

And I so figure Daniel adapted a lot of the culture to him without knowing it--hense all the Abydonians in the pyramid when Jack shows up, and they're all speaking English and Daniel is so obviously in charge of that group.

Re: T is for Temper /K for Kheb/Z for Zat

[aurora-novarum.livejournal.com]

Very true. It's definitely all about the gestures. I love seeing glimpses like this of his life on Abydos.

Not sure if you're archiving these on your lj, so giving fb to your other stories here too.

K is for Kheb is so wonderful in how much is unstated and understated, especially in the Jack and Daniel dynamic (going back to the "gestures" and unspoken communication you referenced above). And how much he wondered about and how much he knew back in these early days. I really loved how he insisted it must be true that three was a Kheb because that would make what happened to him in FiaD real.

Thank you for fan-wanking the differing zat charges (I've even asked Mallozzi about that and been stonewalled because they don't have a clue either aside from "what the plot calls for"). And I like how both Daniel and Jack distrust this alien technology. It seems fitting for both of them the way you've drawn it.

Re: T is for Temper /K for Kheb/Z for Zat

[randomfreshink.livejournal.com]

I keep swearing I'm going to organize my LJ and get the fic posted right (most of it's over at alldanielfic.com, but some of it's scattered in posts, or just sitting on my hard drive). So....soon (I hope).

But thanks for the feedback meantime, and don't the zats just drive you crazy (sometimes stun, sometimes unconscious, and there's no way disintigration really works, so my bet is that somehow it disrupts the electro-magnetic charge that binds atomic and subatomic particles togheter, so you just end up floating bits--tiny, floating bits).

And with that popup mechanism that makes way too much noise--how often do you bet that jams?

So, yeah, I wouldn't trust one of them either--and you know Jack's never going to use one unless it's the only thing around (he always switches over as soon as he can when he's got one of those things). So it just seemed to fit as a good reason why all the years Daniel's gone with the Beretta -- and still does -- as a preference. Jack's training coming out :)