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I'm going to start watching and babble as I do because I like reading it afterwards and seeing how wrong I was if I get fooled by a plot twist.
"They were very friendly"
Uh? What? Am I meant to assume John spent the resupply mission downtime in an orgy? God, the fic writes itself...
OH, NOES! SHEPPARD GOT SWALLOWED WHOLE BY SOMETHING BIG THAT PLUNGED INTO A HOLE!
Ahem. Sorry.
Stop hitting a tied-up man, you bully. Sheesh. If they want information I'm sure a civilisation with hyperdrive has the SGA equivalent of veritaserum.
Reed Richards? Is that significant? Too idle to Google it right now.
Just "Bring him"? What happened to the 'strip him, bathe him, and deliver him, lightly oiled, to my quarters'? They're classic lines for a reason, lady!
Nomads. Okay, that's interesting and different.
Flirty little madam. And, heh, she answered my query about why the smacking around.
So far they haven't done much Atlantis wouldn't have done, too... minus the smacking around.
That effect of hanging in space doesn't quite work. I get that it could look good; maybe if I wasn't watching on a small screen.
Way to go, Sheppard :;feels glow of pride:: Those chairs never cease to be cool.
Oh, you should've listened to him, boys. Heheheh. Serves you right for being rude and dismissive. You know, John might (might) have helped if they hadn't been so aggressive and brusque; now? Not a freaking chance.
Who used to have a gun like that? Ford? Can't quite catch it. Is it wrong of me to think John looks hot shooting them like that, without even looking, bam, bam?
Oh, who cares. Hot, hot, hot. And he's only stunned them afrer all.
Ronon's hair is all... fluffy.
LOVE Sheppard's quizzical, doubtful eyebrow lift after the 'you'd never sacrifice your own people' line.
You know, it seems to me he should've been able to double bluff her back. Stalk her, subdue her, turn the shield back on? He caved awful fast.
Non-Earth people really need to thwap Rodney more when he looks astonished that they don't know what Morse Code is.
John, forget the chivalry; she hit you first; letting her get a second one in is just stupid.
THREE times? And his hands aren't tied? Oh, for the love of... defend yourself!
The Wraith are here? Er, oops?
I like how scared and frozen she looks all of a sudden; it points up just what a boogyman the Wraith are for her and her people; the reason they're wanderers, the reason they wake screaming in the night. She might never have been in this position before and she's rightfully scared. Johm might be a little, too, but it's not bone-deep in him and he doesn't fear the Wraith; just respects them as an opponenent and hates them.
John's not too sympathetic about the nomads' plight, is he?
Oh, eep!
Snickering at the hand over mouth/bite/hand over your mouth bit. The UST is off the scale. There would so have been closet wall sex in a fic at this point ;-)
They couldn't risk him saying no? Huh? They could have asked nicely, he said no, and THEN beat him up. Total time lost, very little.
Daring plan, and ooh, she really does like the sexual needling, doesn't she?
See, are Wraith really that dumb? I don't think so. She should've made it look like an accidental discovery, not whistled a 'come chase me'. Now there's one still left.
You know what would be cool? If Larrin got killed. I'm not being mean, it's just that realistically she would be but as a young, hot woman, she's probably safe.
Or maybe not. ::unpauses::
Oh... wanna bet he makes the Wraith give her back her life?
Thought so.
What? He's not going to follow him and make sure he leaves? Wtf?
I know he has the lifesigns sensor but even so, that seems sloppy.
Oh God, she's gone all smooshy on him :;rolls eyes::
Heh, but I totally called that reach for his gun. Oh, John, when will you ever learn? (And apologies to Larrin for doubting for for a split-second there).
John's 'oh crap' face is so cute.
Oh, Teyla, thank heavens for you. Yes, it would be nice to at least try talking as you've just admitted you don't know what the hell is going on :;rolls eyes at Lorne:;
(Is Ronon's beard different, too? :;squints at it::)
Okay, that was way too easy a change of heart. He offered no proof that the Wraith were under attack; why would she trust him?
Rodney knows his John ;-))
And I will let Teyla's eye roll speak for me :-))
Er... where was Sam? Anyone?
"They were very friendly"
Uh? What? Am I meant to assume John spent the resupply mission downtime in an orgy? God, the fic writes itself...
OH, NOES! SHEPPARD GOT SWALLOWED WHOLE BY SOMETHING BIG THAT PLUNGED INTO A HOLE!
Ahem. Sorry.
Stop hitting a tied-up man, you bully. Sheesh. If they want information I'm sure a civilisation with hyperdrive has the SGA equivalent of veritaserum.
Reed Richards? Is that significant? Too idle to Google it right now.
Just "Bring him"? What happened to the 'strip him, bathe him, and deliver him, lightly oiled, to my quarters'? They're classic lines for a reason, lady!
Nomads. Okay, that's interesting and different.
Flirty little madam. And, heh, she answered my query about why the smacking around.
So far they haven't done much Atlantis wouldn't have done, too... minus the smacking around.
That effect of hanging in space doesn't quite work. I get that it could look good; maybe if I wasn't watching on a small screen.
Way to go, Sheppard :;feels glow of pride:: Those chairs never cease to be cool.
Oh, you should've listened to him, boys. Heheheh. Serves you right for being rude and dismissive. You know, John might (might) have helped if they hadn't been so aggressive and brusque; now? Not a freaking chance.
Who used to have a gun like that? Ford? Can't quite catch it. Is it wrong of me to think John looks hot shooting them like that, without even looking, bam, bam?
Oh, who cares. Hot, hot, hot. And he's only stunned them afrer all.
Ronon's hair is all... fluffy.
LOVE Sheppard's quizzical, doubtful eyebrow lift after the 'you'd never sacrifice your own people' line.
You know, it seems to me he should've been able to double bluff her back. Stalk her, subdue her, turn the shield back on? He caved awful fast.
Non-Earth people really need to thwap Rodney more when he looks astonished that they don't know what Morse Code is.
John, forget the chivalry; she hit you first; letting her get a second one in is just stupid.
THREE times? And his hands aren't tied? Oh, for the love of... defend yourself!
The Wraith are here? Er, oops?
I like how scared and frozen she looks all of a sudden; it points up just what a boogyman the Wraith are for her and her people; the reason they're wanderers, the reason they wake screaming in the night. She might never have been in this position before and she's rightfully scared. Johm might be a little, too, but it's not bone-deep in him and he doesn't fear the Wraith; just respects them as an opponenent and hates them.
John's not too sympathetic about the nomads' plight, is he?
Oh, eep!
Snickering at the hand over mouth/bite/hand over your mouth bit. The UST is off the scale. There would so have been closet wall sex in a fic at this point ;-)
They couldn't risk him saying no? Huh? They could have asked nicely, he said no, and THEN beat him up. Total time lost, very little.
Daring plan, and ooh, she really does like the sexual needling, doesn't she?
See, are Wraith really that dumb? I don't think so. She should've made it look like an accidental discovery, not whistled a 'come chase me'. Now there's one still left.
You know what would be cool? If Larrin got killed. I'm not being mean, it's just that realistically she would be but as a young, hot woman, she's probably safe.
Or maybe not. ::unpauses::
Oh... wanna bet he makes the Wraith give her back her life?
Thought so.
What? He's not going to follow him and make sure he leaves? Wtf?
I know he has the lifesigns sensor but even so, that seems sloppy.
Oh God, she's gone all smooshy on him :;rolls eyes::
Heh, but I totally called that reach for his gun. Oh, John, when will you ever learn? (And apologies to Larrin for doubting for for a split-second there).
John's 'oh crap' face is so cute.
Oh, Teyla, thank heavens for you. Yes, it would be nice to at least try talking as you've just admitted you don't know what the hell is going on :;rolls eyes at Lorne:;
(Is Ronon's beard different, too? :;squints at it::)
Okay, that was way too easy a change of heart. He offered no proof that the Wraith were under attack; why would she trust him?
Rodney knows his John ;-))
And I will let Teyla's eye roll speak for me :-))
Er... where was Sam? Anyone?
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