Icon prompts!
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I feel like writing but I'm all aimless and unfocused. ::flails:: It's the holidays. Too much stuff going on. Although, not really--I'm not very busy this week. I think it's the thinking about having stuff to do in the future that is distracting me. How silly is that?
So anyway, I'm calling for icon prompts. The way it works is:
1. You post a comment.
2. I'll write a SGA drabble/ficlet inspired by the icon you've used.
Because I love icons. Icons are such happy things. I think everyone should do this meme in their own journals. ::eyes flist:: And yes, by everyone, I mean YOU.
ETA: Eeep! Okay, that's enough now for me to work with! ::pets pretty icons:: Oooh, inspiring!!
ETA2: Warning: Ficlets may contain spoilers for SGA 3.12 "Echoes".
So anyway, I'm calling for icon prompts. The way it works is:
1. You post a comment.
2. I'll write a SGA drabble/ficlet inspired by the icon you've used.
Because I love icons. Icons are such happy things. I think everyone should do this meme in their own journals. ::eyes flist:: And yes, by everyone, I mean YOU.
ETA: Eeep! Okay, that's enough now for me to work with! ::pets pretty icons:: Oooh, inspiring!!
ETA2: Warning: Ficlets may contain spoilers for SGA 3.12 "Echoes".
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Date: 2006-12-06 04:05 pm (UTC)such a pretty icon!!
Date: 2006-12-11 04:09 pm (UTC)"What?" Ronon asks, striding easily beside him.
"It is cold."
"No it isn't."
"All right then--I am cold," Radek clarifies. "And tired."
"Really?" Ronon asks.
Ronon's taking one step to every two of his. Of course he's not tired.
"Not all of us can be seasoned veterans of off-world missions now, can we?" Rodney calls out from behind him.
Ronon grins, and Radek scowls at them both. He's sure that Rodney is just has cold as he is, with the way the wind is blowing all around them. And Ronon--well, he believes Ronon. Radek checks his scanner again, and to his relief there's a flicker of an energy signal off to his left. "I have found it. This way," he says, pointing.
He turns and everyone follows, Ronon shouldering in ahead of him on the narrow path and Radek lets him. Rodney hovering at his shoulder, comparing the readings of the two scanners. Radek is delighted to find that his is more sensitive, and points this out to Rodney several times. They're so busy with the scanners that it isn't until the Colonel stops them with a puzzled "huh" that Radek sees the blank rock face in front of them.
"Are you sure this is it?" Sheppard asks.
"Yes, we are," Rodney retorts, showing him the scanner. "See?"
"Curious," Radek adds.
Ronon taps on the rock with the barrel of his gun. "Maybe there's a door?"
Radek sees nothing that could be considered door-like. The wall has no markings whatsoever. It is an exposed outcropping on the side of the mountain, and when he and Rodney walk to one side of it, and then the other, trying to find an alternative route, the signal fades away to nothing.
"It's definitely right here," Rodney says.
Rodney puts a hand to the wall. "Maybe it's gene activated?"
When nothing happens, Sheppard joins him, hand flat on the wall and an earnest, thoughtful expression on his face. "Nope."
"I say we blow it up," Ronon suggests. "Come on, just a little C4 should do it."
Radek gives him a look of disbelief. "I don't believe that would be wise."
"Wait," Teyla says, speaking up for the first time after watching them thoughtfully.
Radek catches on right away. "Maybe it needs Wraith DNA--like the lab you found a couple years back?"
She flashes him a smile. Then puts her hand to the rock face.
It promptly disappears.
There's a rush to enter it, with Ronon and Sheppard going in first, guns at the ready.
Despite his curiousity, Radek is happy to wait for them to announce that it's all clear before he enters, behind Rodney. He's scientist, not a soldier. He's not about to take risks.
It is indeed a Wraith laboratory, deserted for centuries, but the database is in working order and it doesn't take them long to realize they've struck gold. The labs purpose was apparently to research ship design, from the hive ships to the small darts and everything in between. Radek can scarcely believe it--even though it is somewhat outdated, there's enough here to fill in the gaps in their knowledge and he's sure they will find weaknesses to be exploited.
Re: such a pretty icon!!
Date: 2006-12-12 03:48 am (UTC)Re: such a pretty icon!!
Date: 2006-12-12 03:58 am (UTC)Thank you!
Part II
Date: 2006-12-11 04:10 pm (UTC)Just in case, he and Rodney grab the two main data drives, small enough to slip into their pockets.
When they leave the cave, Radek is astonished to see the snow. "When did this happen?" There's over a foot of the stuff to trudge through to get back to the 'gate, and it's still coming down in light, airy flakes that spin and swirl before touching down.
"Oh, this is just great," Rodney grumbles.
They pick their way carefully down the path. Radek slips and falls to his knees, getting snow up his sleeve and when they get near an open area the drifts are even deeper and harder to walk through. Even so, he can't help but notice that the trees are decorated in white in a way that's almost pretty and it reminds him of Christmas time back home. The wind has died down, and it feels a little warmer than it was before, so maybe it's not so bad despite Rodney's constant complaining and then--
A snowball hits Radek's chest.
Dismayed, he looks up, trying to find the culprit but they are all busily making their way through the drifts.
It could have been anyone.
Radek's brows narrow. He picks up a handful of snow, carefully packs it into a ball. The decision is easy.
And his aim is good. The snowball hits Ronon's dreads, dead center on the back of his head.
Ronon stops and turns around, slowly.
"Rodney," Radek says. "That wasn't nice."
By the time they all stumble back through the gate, every one of them is caked with now and shivering cold. Ronon's expression is downrigh joyful. Radek is pretty sure he's never seen the Colonel laugh so hard and Teyla, of all people, has saved one last snowball for Elizabeth.
Radek clutches the data drive in his pocked and thinks that maybe off-world missions aren't necessarily bad, at least not all of them.
Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-11 07:37 pm (UTC)See, I always knew that Radek was the truly evil one.
These are all so lovely, though. I think my favorite is the one where, with a hug, John is his own undoing. :)
(also, this is a fab idea, and I'm snagging it now)
Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-11 07:42 pm (UTC)Zelenka is definitely a sly one. Troublemaker. *g*
And thank you, I'm glad you're enjoying these! It's been fun puttering away on little ideas. I think everyone should do it!
Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-11 09:39 pm (UTC)Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-11 10:34 pm (UTC)And you just know John threw that first snowball.
::squishes you::
Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-12 04:14 am (UTC)and Teyla, of all people, has saved one last snowball for Elizabeth
I can just imagine the look that would be on her face. *g*
Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-12 04:16 am (UTC)Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-12 04:49 am (UTC)I want some snow now. It felt like 65 out today though.
Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-12 04:31 pm (UTC)We had some snow. And now it's gone, thank goodness. It's in the 50's today, and I'm not arguing with that, not one bit.
Time for spring?
Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-12 05:48 am (UTC)Re: Part II
Date: 2006-12-12 04:32 pm (UTC)::is happy::