God I've never done these before, but I can't resist Bill Lee & Daniel! Um, I hope I do this right. Be kind to the five things virgin, y'all.
1. Daniel loves the heat. Bill thought it was just the desert shtick, but apparently humid or dry, Daniel feels very comfortable in hot weather. He told Bill all about some undergraduate digs on the Yucatan peninsula that were some of the most liberating of his early career days. Bill was glad one of them was comfortable, because he was a big fan of the guy who invented air conditioning and actually missed being underground at Cheyenne Mountain.
2. Three days without food or water makes you start dreaming of food. It was probably its own kind of torture, but Bill and Daniel decided to share favorite foods. Coffee was a given for them both--scientists working long hours. But Bill learned more about middle eastern cuisine and something called yafetta flour than he ever thought would sound interesting. He gave Daniel the secret to his award winning barbecue sauce–after swearing Dr. Jackson to secrecy, of course. That brought them to talking about steak, and then restaurants. They dreamed of the feast of takeouts they'd scrounge up as soon as they got home. Savorys and sweets. Favorite candy bar for Daniel was a Fifth Avenue. Bill always thought them too tough and preferred the Mr. Goodbar, himself...although poprocks were great for hard candy. After each of them came back from their "meetings" with Raphael, neither one mentioned fruits.
3. Daniel is a soldier. If you said that to his face, he'd deny it and probably be insulted. He's the one that starts half the natural ribbing that goes in the friendly rivalry between civilians and military personnel on the base. Bill's worked Daniel off and on over the years on various projects where things coordinated, but it's usually been within the confines of the SGC. The few times he'd worked with the guy offworld, it had been with all of SG-1, and Daniel had just been one of the other scientists then too, like Carter. Of course, Bill didn't think of her as military much either, despite her rank.
Even on base, Sure Daniel wears the fatigues, but he wears them as more of a green lab coat than a uniform, and no one who sat through one of his lectures could mistake his genuine academic enthusiasm for military ennui.
But Daniel not only took command during their time in the camp, he kept coming up with strategies and acted more like protection detail for Bill. He knew how to lay a false trail. He knew the techniques their captors would use before they even tried it. He was quoting from the military manuals they all had to read in those orientation courses--but it wasn't by rote. He lived it. Bill wasn't sure Daniel even realized what seven years--or six if you didn't count the year he was a light--on a field team had done to his mindset.
Five Observations Part 1
1. Daniel loves the heat. Bill thought it was just the desert shtick, but apparently humid or dry, Daniel feels very comfortable in hot weather. He told Bill all about some undergraduate digs on the Yucatan peninsula that were some of the most liberating of his early career days. Bill was glad one of them was comfortable, because he was a big fan of the guy who invented air conditioning and actually missed being underground at Cheyenne Mountain.
2. Three days without food or water makes you start dreaming of food. It was probably its own kind of torture, but Bill and Daniel decided to share favorite foods. Coffee was a given for them both--scientists working long hours. But Bill learned more about middle eastern cuisine and something called yafetta flour than he ever thought would sound interesting. He gave Daniel the secret to his award winning barbecue sauce–after swearing Dr. Jackson to secrecy, of course. That brought them to talking about steak, and then restaurants. They dreamed of the feast of takeouts they'd scrounge up as soon as they got home. Savorys and sweets. Favorite candy bar for Daniel was a Fifth Avenue. Bill always thought them too tough and preferred the Mr. Goodbar, himself...although poprocks were great for hard candy. After each of them came back from their "meetings" with Raphael, neither one mentioned fruits.
3. Daniel is a soldier. If you said that to his face, he'd deny it and probably be insulted. He's the one that starts half the natural ribbing that goes in the friendly rivalry between civilians and military personnel on the base. Bill's worked Daniel off and on over the years on various projects where things coordinated, but it's usually been within the confines of the SGC. The few times he'd worked with the guy offworld, it had been with all of SG-1, and Daniel had just been one of the other scientists then too, like Carter. Of course, Bill didn't think of her as military much either, despite her rank.
Even on base, Sure Daniel wears the fatigues, but he wears them as more of a green lab coat than a uniform, and no one who sat through one of his lectures could mistake his genuine academic enthusiasm for military ennui.
But Daniel not only took command during their time in the camp, he kept coming up with strategies and acted more like protection detail for Bill. He knew how to lay a false trail. He knew the techniques their captors would use before they even tried it. He was quoting from the military manuals they all had to read in those orientation courses--but it wasn't by rote. He lived it. Bill wasn't sure Daniel even realized what seven years--or six if you didn't count the year he was a light--on a field team had done to his mindset.