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sixwordstories2012-06-18 09:42 pm
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[Looking at papers, in your lab]
[One of the well known standards in the SGC is "Don't mess with Carter's lab." So naturally she was more than a little surprised to find a complete stranger so casually flipping through files on Naqahdah production and the amplification of energy with it's use.
Sam paused in the doorway, lab coat over her uniform.]
Excuse me, uhh..this area is off limits.
Sam paused in the doorway, lab coat over her uniform.]
Excuse me, uhh..this area is off limits.
Edited 2012-06-19 01:51 (UTC)
[He looked over at her, a hand on his shoulder. A lab coat hung open, over a rather excellent three-piece suit. He smiled, and winked]
Oh, I'm aware. Don't worry about it. And I think you're seriously underestimating your yield estimates here - but we could probably amplify them still further with some improvements to the capacitor batteries.
Oh, I'm aware. Don't worry about it. And I think you're seriously underestimating your yield estimates here - but we could probably amplify them still further with some improvements to the capacitor batteries.
[Technically it was Richard's workshop but he allowed her to borrow it for her inventions as the tiny vampiress popped up with her small tools and her latest idea.]
May I help you, sir?
May I help you, sir?
[Sam wasn't exactly calmed by his explanation or the wink.]
I'm sorry who are you exactly and why are you in my lab? [The pressing question first, but her scientific mind sometimes took over]
An enhanced Naqahdah detonation would cast off energy at a geometric rate that would be virtually incalculable. It's not something I feel needs to be improved.
I'm sorry who are you exactly and why are you in my lab? [The pressing question first, but her scientific mind sometimes took over]
An enhanced Naqahdah detonation would cast off energy at a geometric rate that would be virtually incalculable. It's not something I feel needs to be improved.
[He made a few quiet corrections, in pencil - or rather, enhancements.]
Oh, just looking. Fascinating work.
Oh, just looking. Fascinating work.
Just because you can't see the need for it doesn't mean there won't be one. I'm not talking about a detonation, I'm talking about potentially unlimited power. A network of reactors, in the optimal pattern? You could provide a continent with free power for the next century.
Possibly eco-friendly if the emissions are right.
[He paused, making a correction]
Oh, Nikola Tesla by the way. Pleased to meet you.
Possibly eco-friendly if the emissions are right.
[He paused, making a correction]
Oh, Nikola Tesla by the way. Pleased to meet you.
[He was using a pencil like Father sometimes did as her tools worked to correct a power malfunction in her glove.]
Richard is very smart, he will be happy to hear that. Weapons and technology are his specialty.
Richard is very smart, he will be happy to hear that. Weapons and technology are his specialty.
It doesn't work like that, Naqahdah isn't stable enough to have ongoing fission and fusion...well that's still a long way off.
Good idea in theory, just not in practice. Trust me I've been working on ever possible application for this for years.
[The name dropping was not going to go his way. Sam cocked her hip to the side and shook her head.] Right, Tesla. Except that Nikola Tesla died in the 1940's.
Good idea in theory, just not in practice. Trust me I've been working on ever possible application for this for years.
[The name dropping was not going to go his way. Sam cocked her hip to the side and shook her head.] Right, Tesla. Except that Nikola Tesla died in the 1940's.
Oh, that. [He handed some papers to her, with a sketched design on it]
A minor problem, but honestly all you needed was an outside current to contain it. There's still some issues in terms of preventing minor fluctuations, but the fission reaction can be maintained. A bit primitive, of course, but still.
[He picked up some other papers.] Oh, energy weapons. Fascinating. And yes, that's the official story. Would it be easier if I still had the mustache?
A minor problem, but honestly all you needed was an outside current to contain it. There's still some issues in terms of preventing minor fluctuations, but the fission reaction can be maintained. A bit primitive, of course, but still.
[He picked up some other papers.] Oh, energy weapons. Fascinating. And yes, that's the official story. Would it be easier if I still had the mustache?
A fairly good talent - might be a natural.
[He looks down at her]
What about you? A pint-sized prodigy?
[He looks down at her]
What about you? A pint-sized prodigy?
[Sam took the rough schematic and looked over it, she made that face that meant she was considering things.]
Oh, this isn't bad. Implementing the magnetic field to augment containment and stabilize the reaction is brilliant. Large scale use of it outside plasma dynamics hasn't been implemented but this could work, in theory.
[She looked up to see what else he was looking at, she flipped to the third page for him.] This one is fun, it uses the kinetic energy of each discharge to prime for the next round making it as close to an automatic weapon as anything I've ever seen.
I grew up idolizing the likes of Tesla, so forgive me if I take offense to someone claiming to be him.
Oh, this isn't bad. Implementing the magnetic field to augment containment and stabilize the reaction is brilliant. Large scale use of it outside plasma dynamics hasn't been implemented but this could work, in theory.
[She looked up to see what else he was looking at, she flipped to the third page for him.] This one is fun, it uses the kinetic energy of each discharge to prime for the next round making it as close to an automatic weapon as anything I've ever seen.
I grew up idolizing the likes of Tesla, so forgive me if I take offense to someone claiming to be him.
Really.
[He turned, finally regarding her closely. The shadows of the room had hidden her before, and she was...ridiculously gorgeous, and obviously a genius. And a stunning resemblance, in ways, to another genius he knew...well.]
While this design is fascinating, I'm suddenly far more interested in that other statement. Not every day a gorgeous genius says that to a man. [He grinned, hands on his hips, spreading the lab coat to reveal the three-piece suit, and not a stitch of I.D.] But yes, I am Nikola Tesla. No claims, no jokes, I am. Who else could come in here and understand your work?
Or would this help? [He turned his head to the side, cocking it, holding up a finger to his temple, one of the famed poses] Granted I shed the mustache way back when.
[He turned, finally regarding her closely. The shadows of the room had hidden her before, and she was...ridiculously gorgeous, and obviously a genius. And a stunning resemblance, in ways, to another genius he knew...well.]
While this design is fascinating, I'm suddenly far more interested in that other statement. Not every day a gorgeous genius says that to a man. [He grinned, hands on his hips, spreading the lab coat to reveal the three-piece suit, and not a stitch of I.D.] But yes, I am Nikola Tesla. No claims, no jokes, I am. Who else could come in here and understand your work?
Or would this help? [He turned his head to the side, cocking it, holding up a finger to his temple, one of the famed poses] Granted I shed the mustache way back when.
I thought that-what?
[She was ready to debate the further scientific theories at work behind the weapon but he turned the subject so rapidly that she had to pause and gather herself to catch up.]
I'm not...
That's not possible, Nikola Tesla was 86 when he died in 1943 in New York. I did a student thesis on him, I- [The resemblance was uncanny though, but for a man of 140 he looked good.]
Ok, Tesla believed nothing was beyond the bounds of scientific explanation, so...explain this. How could you possibly be him, and be here in one of the most secure installations in the world?
[She was ready to debate the further scientific theories at work behind the weapon but he turned the subject so rapidly that she had to pause and gather herself to catch up.]
I'm not...
That's not possible, Nikola Tesla was 86 when he died in 1943 in New York. I did a student thesis on him, I- [The resemblance was uncanny though, but for a man of 140 he looked good.]
Ok, Tesla believed nothing was beyond the bounds of scientific explanation, so...explain this. How could you possibly be him, and be here in one of the most secure installations in the world?
[He grinned at her slowing down to figure that out.]
Of course you are. But to business - I was, yes. Let me tell you, the old man makeup really got to be a hassle. Glad when that was over. AS for a scientific explanation? I'm immortal. It's in the blood. It sounds a bit fairy tale after that. As for sneaking in? Electromagnetic field. Disrupted the security systems for a few moments, here and there. Got written off as a glitch, I'd suspect.
[He fixed her with one of his almost patented grins]
But I heard there were some interesting designs down here. Decided to take a look. If I'd known you were this good, I'd have brought flowers.
Of course you are. But to business - I was, yes. Let me tell you, the old man makeup really got to be a hassle. Glad when that was over. AS for a scientific explanation? I'm immortal. It's in the blood. It sounds a bit fairy tale after that. As for sneaking in? Electromagnetic field. Disrupted the security systems for a few moments, here and there. Got written off as a glitch, I'd suspect.
[He fixed her with one of his almost patented grins]
But I heard there were some interesting designs down here. Decided to take a look. If I'd known you were this good, I'd have brought flowers.
So you expect me to believe I'm speaking to an immortal Nikola Tesla, who was able to by pass the U.S. Military's best security protocol and waltz into my lab because it seemed like fun?
[She was still stunned by how much he looked like Tesla, she should know she had a poster of him on her wall of fame for years. He was a brilliant thinker and the way his life ended had always seemed like a disservice to her.]
If you're that open about it, why not stop at the front gate and ask for a visitor's pass? [That was just plain snarky]
[She was still stunned by how much he looked like Tesla, she should know she had a poster of him on her wall of fame for years. He was a brilliant thinker and the way his life ended had always seemed like a disservice to her.]
If you're that open about it, why not stop at the front gate and ask for a visitor's pass? [That was just plain snarky]
[He grinned]
Pretty much, yeah. Come on, I've been in here a while - this isn't anywhere near the weirdest thing you've experienced.
[He picked up a blank piece of paper, and in short order sketched down a complete design for a power generator, beyond the reach of most people on the planet. A bit rough, but still.]
A bit convincing? As for the gate...do you really think walking up and saying 'Hi, I'm Nikola Tesla, I hear you have a cool lab' would have worked? [He gave her a look that said 'come on, think about it'] Now, I vote we discuss this more - does your cafeteria have any wine?
Pretty much, yeah. Come on, I've been in here a while - this isn't anywhere near the weirdest thing you've experienced.
[He picked up a blank piece of paper, and in short order sketched down a complete design for a power generator, beyond the reach of most people on the planet. A bit rough, but still.]
A bit convincing? As for the gate...do you really think walking up and saying 'Hi, I'm Nikola Tesla, I hear you have a cool lab' would have worked? [He gave her a look that said 'come on, think about it'] Now, I vote we discuss this more - does your cafeteria have any wine?
I've seen some pretty strange things, but the last people who claimed to be immortal, that I knew, we're an alien race.
[Clearly he knew about the Gate, but why was he here? Could he honestly be who he said he was? Sam moved over to look at the sketch, studying it closely and obviously very impressed.
There were tell tale Tesla markings, the design was as specific to him as daVinci's brushstrokes. Every artist had their own style, and Tesla was just that.]
It was a joke. A poor one obviously but..you're really Nikola Tesla. [She was more amazed at that than perhaps anything she'd personally encountered. She leaned closer looking for some sort of scaring, enhancement, something to explain his relative youth and obvious health.]
Military regulations don't allow alcohol in the cafeteria. It's also two in the afternoon which is early for me to consider drinking.
[Clearly he knew about the Gate, but why was he here? Could he honestly be who he said he was? Sam moved over to look at the sketch, studying it closely and obviously very impressed.
There were tell tale Tesla markings, the design was as specific to him as daVinci's brushstrokes. Every artist had their own style, and Tesla was just that.]
It was a joke. A poor one obviously but..you're really Nikola Tesla. [She was more amazed at that than perhaps anything she'd personally encountered. She leaned closer looking for some sort of scaring, enhancement, something to explain his relative youth and obvious health.]
Military regulations don't allow alcohol in the cafeteria. It's also two in the afternoon which is early for me to consider drinking.
[He turned his head this way and that, letting her examine as she would, with a grin]
Look, ma, no scars. I'm just plain, simple me - and honestly, that's why I never liked the military. Working with Eisenhower was about all I could have managed. No wine at all? What a disappointment. Given what you lot probably see on the other side of the gate - and goodness me do I want to kick the tires on that - you'd think they'd allow a two drink minimum.
Look, ma, no scars. I'm just plain, simple me - and honestly, that's why I never liked the military. Working with Eisenhower was about all I could have managed. No wine at all? What a disappointment. Given what you lot probably see on the other side of the gate - and goodness me do I want to kick the tires on that - you'd think they'd allow a two drink minimum.
So immortality, something else you engineered?
[No she was not letting that go.]
And no, no drinking on base. There have been days where the team has needed a drink after a mission and we've gone out but that's rare.
The Stargate is an amazing thing, it took me months to rig up the proper dialing device and calibrate the system.
[No she was not letting that go.]
And no, no drinking on base. There have been days where the team has needed a drink after a mission and we've gone out but that's rare.
The Stargate is an amazing thing, it took me months to rig up the proper dialing device and calibrate the system.
Edited 2012-06-19 04:43 (UTC)
[He chuckled, shaking his head]
Oh, no, some very rare blood - I told you it was all in the blood. Had some rather special properties. For instance...
[He held out a hand and a metal component flew into it.]
Now that's just one of the party tricks, but more importantly - that was you? I found you attractive before, but that just puts you into the stratosphere, doesn't it?
Oh, no, some very rare blood - I told you it was all in the blood. Had some rather special properties. For instance...
[He held out a hand and a metal component flew into it.]
Now that's just one of the party tricks, but more importantly - that was you? I found you attractive before, but that just puts you into the stratosphere, doesn't it?
Wait.. blood?
[While Sam was pondering that a light spectrum calibrator for Asgard crystal tech flew across the room and right to Tesla's hand.]
It's a hell of a trick, personal control of magnetic attraction? At will? That's...I'd say impossible but obviously not. How can you do that without altering your body's basic composition, the attraction should be a constant.
[She merely nodded at his question, far more interested in his little demonstration. She reached out to take the tool back and test if there was resistance or the strength of the magnetic pull]
[While Sam was pondering that a light spectrum calibrator for Asgard crystal tech flew across the room and right to Tesla's hand.]
It's a hell of a trick, personal control of magnetic attraction? At will? That's...I'd say impossible but obviously not. How can you do that without altering your body's basic composition, the attraction should be a constant.
[She merely nodded at his question, far more interested in his little demonstration. She reached out to take the tool back and test if there was resistance or the strength of the magnetic pull]
Oh, my composition was altered. Not visibly, but it has something to do with the constant regeneration of cells. To be fair, the magnetic powers are relatively new. And the attraction is constant - if I'm not careful I end up with my razor stuck to my face. It's about suppressing it.
All thanks to some blood, I might add. But since I don't want to feature on an episode of Dissection for Dummies, I'm not going to let you take a sample. No matter how nicely you ask.
All thanks to some blood, I might add. But since I don't want to feature on an episode of Dissection for Dummies, I'm not going to let you take a sample. No matter how nicely you ask.
[From the darkness, a gun is brought to bear at his nape. It is not an impossibility, but it is a rare occurance when the sanctity of the Shadow's abode is violated. He does not take kindly to intrusions, especially ones where he is uncertain how the arrival came.]
What is your business here? [The pages are in a studied hand, an analysis of compounds for evidence in a murder. Crude, but for the era, highly advanced.]
What is your business here? [The pages are in a studied hand, an analysis of compounds for evidence in a murder. Crude, but for the era, highly advanced.]
It would have to be wouldn't it, edging up on 150 and you don't even look out of middle age. It's remarkable.
[Already she was trying to puzzle out what would allow him to control or suppress the magnetic attraction and further more be able to use it selectively. None of the other highly magnetic items in the room had so much as flinched.]
Not exactly my personal area of expertise, I'm not that sort of doctor.
[Already she was trying to puzzle out what would allow him to control or suppress the magnetic attraction and further more be able to use it selectively. None of the other highly magnetic items in the room had so much as flinched.]
Not exactly my personal area of expertise, I'm not that sort of doctor.
Oh, even better than that - it restores you to something of a balance state, when you're at your physical peak. Believe me, removes a hell of a lot of time I'd be spending exercising.
As for the dissection...bet you a dollar you've got some on staff who'd do it. No, I'll be slipping quietly away when I'm done here - though we could slip away at the same time, perhaps have dinner after...? But I digress - what chance is there I could see those gate programs of yours?
As for the dissection...bet you a dollar you've got some on staff who'd do it. No, I'll be slipping quietly away when I'm done here - though we could slip away at the same time, perhaps have dinner after...? But I digress - what chance is there I could see those gate programs of yours?
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