Wraith Worshippers Anonymous - Introduction, Joining And Inactivity, Rules, OOC Chat

[rora'sPA]

Ooo yummy! Thanks Craig. The green icing tastes like coffee that's even better! :wraith37:

Craig: I aim to please :D

PA: I'll have to go soon so I'll say goodnight now, will be on VM for a bit longer. :)

[geekywraith]

Craig: I aim to please :D

PA: I'll have to go soon so I'll say goodnight now, will be on VM for a bit longer. :)


Geeky: Indeed I see that.

goodnight PA :)

[Todd's Pet]

Todd is assigning a very gentle and well trained drone to Geeky to do all her chores and and shopping and such like for the whole weekend so that she can relax and enjoy her birthday! Oh, and the drone can cook too!

[geekywraith]

Todd is assigning a very gentle and well trained drone to Geeky to do all her chores and and shopping and such like for the whole weekend so that she can relax and enjoy her birthday! Oh, and the drone can cook too!

geeky: That's the perfect gift thanks. The drone can cook? That's great! :D

[MCH]

Shameless plug... new fanfics posted on dA and FF :P
I hope you enjoy... :o

ME came read post, me went me read story, me like very much.:D

Thanks

MCH

[MCH]

Done! :D

Here's the tattoo pic, I might give it a bit more work tomorrow though, not quite satisfied with the colour and contrast:

http://draco-stellaris.de/gateworld/wwa_pics/boys.jpg

:lol: Nice

Think you got both the boys poses just right.:D :wraith37:

MCH

[MCH]

MCH rushes in it. Silver it's Geeky birthday today,

Silver: What? What a birthday?:S

MCH: Today is the day we celebrate Geeky birthday it was the day she was born.

Silver: Oh right. So what do we do?

MCH: Hugs and Kisses. Birthday Cake and we drink to her birthday. But we missed her so we'll do it tomorrow.:)

Silver: It her birthday today.:confused:

MCH Better late than never.:D

Silver: OK so tomorrow I give big hugs *MCH nods* and say

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEEKY

MCH

PS: Sorry we are late.

PPS:

Silver: You know what Wraith don't celebrate birthday can we celebrate
mine.?

MCH: Sure :D

Silver: Really? All 13,000 birthdays.

MCH::eek: How many????

[geekywraith]

MCH rushes in it. Silver it's Geeky birthday today,

Silver: What? What a birthday?:S

MCH: Today is the day we celebrate Geeky birthday it was the day she was born.

Silver: Oh right. So what do we do?

MCH: Hugs and Kisses. Birthday Cake and we drink to her birthday. But we missed her so we'll do it tomorrow.:)

Silver: It her birthday today.:confused:

MCH Better late than never.:D

Silver: OK so tomorrow I give big hugs *MCH nods* and say
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEEKY



MCH

PS

Silver: You know what Wraith don't celebrate birthday can we celebrate
mine.?

MCH: Sure :D

Silver: Really? All 13,000 birthdays.

MCH::eek: How many????

Thanks :)
Happy 13,000 birthday Silver.

[Mariellelita]

Happy Birthday Geeky! :)

*gives flowers*

* * *
I may not be on tonight. I'm going out of town, again. :S

[MCH]

Happy Birthday Geeky! :)

*gives flowers*

* * *
I may not be on tonight. I'm going out of town, again. :S

Have fun see you tomorrow.

MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

After sleeping over the pic of Tommy and Rhys (:o) I have adjusted and blurred the background a bit and added more contrast on the boys' lovely green skins. Here's the finished version:

Tattoo pic (http://draco-stellaris.deviantart.com/art/Come-and-play-132601685)

I will upload it to my GW album but for the WWA website this deviantart version will be better because it has a higher resolution. :)

[ciannwn]

After sleeping over the pic of Tommy and Rhys (:o) I have adjusted and blurred the background a bit and added more contrast on the boys' lovely green skins. Here's the finished version:

Tattoo pic (http://draco-stellaris.deviantart.com/art/Come-and-play-132601685)

I will upload it to my GW album but for the WWA website this deviantart version will be better because it has a higher resolution. :)

I've saved it now and will put it with the Wraith Tattoos slideshow.

PS: It's added now.

[MCH]

After sleeping over the pic of Tommy and Rhys (:o) I have adjusted and blurred the background a bit and added more contrast on the boys' lovely green skins. Here's the finished version:

Tattoo pic (http://draco-stellaris.deviantart.com/art/Come-and-play-132601685)

I will upload it to my GW album but for the WWA website this deviantart version will be better because it has a higher resolution. :)

Like your picture, left a comment on DA.

MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

I've saved it now and will put it with the Wraith Tattoos slideshow.

PS: It's added now.

Thank you! :D


Like your picture, left a comment on DA.

:eek: *runs over to dA*

[ciannwn]

I'm sort of here. Sorting out things for the holiday led to sorting out things I no longer need to go to charity shops. It's amazing how much more room I've got already and there's still a long way to go.

[Draco-Stellaris]

I'm sort of here. Sorting out things for the holiday led to sorting out things I no longer need to go to charity shops. It's amazing how much more room I've got already and there's still a long way to go.

That happens to me too sometimes, I start with one thing and end up doing something different which I always would have needed to do in the first place. That reminds me that I urgently need to sort out my wardrobe. :o

[MCH]

That happens to me too sometimes, I start with one thing and end up doing something different which I always would have needed to do in the first place. That reminds me that I urgently need to sort out my wardrobe. :o

Yeah and I need to sort out the bits and pieces I assembled around me in the lounge after had foot operation so I could reach them easier. :eek: So much stuff!!;)

MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

Just made a random role playing post because I needed some wraithy goodness and I felt sad because it's so quiet on the threads. :o :(

[Draco-Stellaris]

I'm off for bed now. Goodnight *hugs*

[MCH]

I'm off for bed now. Goodnight *hugs*


It has been very quiet on the threads.

Night DS. See you tomorrow.

MCH

[MCH]

Night everybody who still here.

MCH

[Mariellelita]

brb in a few hours. :)

[Gatecat]

*sneaks in*

Hello everyone. Just saying....

I´m back again. :D

But won´t be online much tonight. Half of my relatives are here. :o
Will catch up on everything tommorow. :)

[Draco-Stellaris]

Yay! *glomps Cat* http://forum.gateworld.net/picture.php?albumid=1415&pictureid=15791

[ciannwn]

Welcome back, Cat.

[Gatecat]

Yay! *glomps Cat* http://forum.gateworld.net/picture.php?albumid=1415&pictureid=15791


Welcome back, Cat.

*glomps everyone back* :D
Glad to be back. I had already withdrawals. :o

Err... seems quiet here, where is everyone?

[ciannwn]

Err... seems quiet here, where is everyone?

Draygon's away for the weekend and Mar said she'd be back later. Don't know where everyone else is, though.

[Draco-Stellaris]

*holds up a hand* I'm sort of here, a bit lurking at the moment. :o

[Gatecat]

Draygon's away for the weekend and Mar said she'd be back later. Don't know where everyone else is, though.


*holds up a hand* I'm sort of here, a bit lurking at the moment. :o

Ah, I see.
I´m off again. Dinner with my grandparents and cousins and ... :o.
See you later. :)

[ciannwn]

I've discovered that Boris is seriously short of crew members because of Shawn going to Kenny's hive and Astor, Rocky and Aurelian going to the COH. Perhaps it's time the Wraith cultural revolution attracted an unspecified number of original character Wraith who want to take part. :)

[Draco-Stellaris]

I've discovered that Boris is seriously short of crew members because of Shawn going to Kenny's hive and Astor, Rocky and Aurelian going to the COH. Perhaps it's time the Wraith cultural revolution attracted an unspecified number of original character Wraith who want to take part. :)

Boris is running out of crew members? :eek:

I have an idea for an original character which has been boiling in my mind for some time now. Maybe I should bring him forward soon. :o

[MCH]

Draygon's away for the weekend and Mar said she'd be back later. Don't know where everyone else is, though.

Hi Cat glad your back. I have a very sorry excuse for not being here.

I was kidnapped :eek: by a friend who insisted I had to go out to garden centre for some shopping and a cream tea. I couldn't come home until I did both.:rolleyes:

Sorry :o (honest )

Will be around most of this evening as a penance. :p

MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

Hi Cat glad your back. I have a very sorry excuse for not being here.

I was kidnapped :eek: by a friend who insisted I had to go out to garden centre for some shopping and a cream tea. I couldn't come home until I did both.:rolleyes:

LOL! Must have been a real torture then. ;) :P :D

[ciannwn]

Boris is running out of crew members? :eek:

This is his full crew listing apart from Ciannwn.

http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/ciannwn/BorisSHive#

Billy is always with Arielle now, Neo and Fred are looking after Adam.and game organisers only have the right to use Gabrielle in relation to the Atlantis takeaway.


I have an idea for an original character which has been boiling in my mind for some time now. Maybe I should bring him forward soon. :o

Boris needs crew members who live on the hive at all times. TP's hive has an uspecified number of Wraith on board and Kenny's hive is the same.

We found new Wraith who are supposed to be on the COH to explain how they could be in the game. Maybe some of them could move to Boris's hive.

[MCH]

LOL! Must have been a real torture then. ;) :P :D

Oh yes you have no idea how much torture it was.;) :) :D. Don't forget I've not been shopping properly since mid May:eek:. I been at home due to foot op.

The torture was I had only so much money and there was so much I'd loved to have brought.:D Decisions Decisions Decisions and :eek: more Decisions. Hence the need for cream tea to recover from making Decisions.;)

MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

Oh yes you have no idea how much torture it was.;) :) :D. Don't forget I've not been shopping properly since mid May:eek:. I been at home due to foot op.

The torture was I had only so much money and there was so much I'd loved to have brought.:D Decisions Decisions Decisions and :eek: more Decisions. Hence the need for cream tea to recover from making Decisions.;)

LMAO! I suffer from this kind of stress every time I go shopping! :D

Hope your foot will soon be better again. :)

[Todd's Pet]

I've discovered that Boris is seriously short of crew members because of Shawn going to Kenny's hive and Astor, Rocky and Aurelian going to the COH. Perhaps it's time the Wraith cultural revolution attracted an unspecified number of original character Wraith who want to take part. :)

What about those 8 named guys that you put on COH/TP's Hive? They're not actually doing anything and are available for transfer if required.

[Draco-Stellaris]

What about those 8 named guys that you put on COH/TP's Hive? They're not actually doing anything and are available for transfer if required.

They are not actually doing anything? :eek:

You're not keeping them busy? :D

[ciannwn]

What about those 8 named guys that you put on TP's Hive? They're not actually doing anything and are available for transfer if required.

Those are the ones I was referring to in my last post. Being on TP's hive 'explains' how they're in the game world for the benefit of any player who might want to adopt one in the future. :)

I don't think Mar, MCH and I will be role playing Asurans attacking Boris's hive but it just struck me that crew are very thin on the ground now that four of them are on patrol in the new battle cruiser. :)

I think I've found some more obscure Wraith but I'll leave that until after my holiday now.

[Todd's Pet]

That lot can transfer to Boris's hive any time, Ciannwn... I donlt even remember all their names... they kind of blended into the background down in the lower deck! :P
That might have made them a bit wraithie so they may take a bit of "re-humanising" ;)

[Todd's Pet]

Oh, found the list - here are their names:

Alec (The Seige 3)
Fuzzy (Tracker)
Ian (Travellers)
Nathan (Midway)
Oscar (Tracker)
Owen (The Seige 2)
Ray (Travellers)
Stanley (Tracker)

All are ready to report for duty on Boris's Hive whenever they are needed. :D

[Mariellelita]

Those are the ones I was referring to in my last post. Being on TP's hive 'explains' how they're in the game world for the benefit of any player who might want to adopt one in the future. :)

I don't think Mar, MCH and I will be role playing Asurans attacking Boris's hive but it just struck me that crew are very thin on the ground now that four of them are on patrol in the new battle cruiser. :)

I think I've found some more obscure Wraith but I'll leave that until after my holiday now.

Nope. They won't go anywhere near there or the planet. :)

[ciannwn]

That lot can transfer to Boris's hive any time, Ciannwn... I donlt even remember all their names... they kind of blended into the background down in the lower deck! :P
That might have made them a bit wraithie so they may take a bit of "re-humanising" ;)

I see them as always having been Wraithie - their experiences on TP's hive could have given them the idea of trying out this new way of life on Boris's hive and the Planet.


All are ready to report for duty on Boris's Hive whenever they are needed. :D

Thanks for the list. Boris can make a general hive announcement once I've moved them from the TP Hive album to the Boris Hive one.


Nope. They won't go anywhere near there or the planet. :)

Boris doesn't know that, though. :D

I've got the battle cruiser out on patrol somewhere. It would be fun if it ran into an Asuran ship because it's got super shields, super weapons and the Wraith equivalent of the drone firing chair. I want Ciannwn to blow an Asuran ship up but it could just be reported.

Hmm - says a lot for my fantasies doesn't it. :D

[Todd's Pet]

LOL!!!

In my fantasies if TP was going to use her Ancient chair to blow something up it would Atlantis!!! :P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P

[Mariellelita]

Boris doesn't know that, though. :D

I've got the battle cruiser out on patrol somewhere. It would be fun if it ran into an Asuran ship because it's got super shields, super weapons and the Wraith equivalent of the drone firing chair. I want Ciannwn to blow an Asuran ship up but it could just be reported.

Hmm - says a lot for my fantasies doesn't it. :D

Well, we could allow one Asuran ship to pass by if you'd like. :D Boris's hive will win, of course.

[ciannwn]

LOL!!!

In my fantasies if TP was going to use her Ancient chair to blow something up it would Atlantis!!! :P:P:P:P:P:P:P:P

It would mess up the coffee plot, though. This is why I've got the wormhole device to take the cruiser to alternate universes where they can blow as many Atlantises up as they like. :D


Well, we could allow one Asuran ship to pass by if you'd like. :D Boris's hive will win, of course

I think it will be a lot easier if the cruiser ran into an Asuran ship while patrolling another star system. Boris could just get the report so the battle wouldn't have to be role played.

[Todd's Pet]

TP's Hive might visit one of those AUs some day!!! LOL :P :D

[Mariellelita]

TP's Hive might visit one of those AUs some day!!! LOL :P :D

Kenny: :eek: You mean the one where you women tried to feed on us poor men?

[MCH]

I've got the battle cruiser out on patrol somewhere. It would be fun if it ran into an Asuran ship because it's got super shields, super weapons and the Wraith equivalent of the drone firing chair. I want Ciannwn to blow an Asuran ship up but it could just be reported.

Hmm - says a lot for my fantasies doesn't it. :D

:eek: Oh lots of big bangs, :cool: and I do think Ciannwn should be allowed to blow the Asuran ship up. Before she joins Mar and me going in to Atlantis.

MCH

[Mariellelita]

May brb in a few. I have to go to the store for a bit.

If I don't return, good night, ladies. :)

[Draco-Stellaris]

Gotta go now. (Work tomorrow, bleh :mckay:)

Goodnight!

[Todd's Pet]

Kenny: :eek: You mean the one where you women tried to feed on us poor men?

Oh come on Kenny, baby, don't tell me you didn't like it just a tiny weeny bit - after all, you guys keep telling us how good S&P is, after all !!!! ;) :P:

[MCH]

May brb in a few. I have to go to the store for a bit.

If I don't return, good night, ladies. :)

See you later if your able to. If not Good Night Mar.

MCH

[MCH]

Gotta go now. (Work tomorrow, bleh :mckay:)

Goodnight!

Good Night DS. Sweet Wraithy dreams.

MCH

[ciannwn]

:eek: Oh lots of big bangs, :cool: and I do think Ciannwn should be allowed to blow the Asuran ship up. Before she joins Mar and me going in to Atlantis.

It might be better to keep Ciannwn out patrolling because I won't be available after lunchtime on Thursday for over a week. You and Mar could then have your characters going to Atlantis without having to worry about me being available to run Ciannwn.

[MCH]

It might be better to keep Ciannwn out patrolling because I won't be available after lunchtime on Thursday for over a week. You and Mar could then have your characters going to Atlantis without having to worry about me being available to run Ciannwn.

Ok so your turning down an opportunity to abseil from a jumper into Atlantis. ;)

Or how about going into Atlantis like the nasty Asgard in those nifty suits.:D

Just a thought.:cool:

MCH

[ciannwn]

Ok so your turning down an opportunity to abseil from a jumper into Atlantis. ;)

Or how about going into Atlantis like the nasty Asgard in those nifty suits.:D

Just a thought.:cool:


Sadly I'll have to because I've also got to go into Grimsby on Tuesday and make the house fit for a visitor. (It's a bit of a tip at the moment because of all the sorting out I've been doing.)

[MCH]

Sadly I'll have to because I've also got to go into Grimsby on Tuesday and make the house fit for a visitor. (It's a bit of a tip at the moment because of all the sorting out I've been doing.)

Oh good, I'm scared of heights anyway.:D

MCH

[Draygon]

:D:D:D I'm back guys!! :D:D:D

[Draygon]

And since I'm back, new mini fic anyone?
Fringe Festival

The last thing Michael had expected when he joined his worshipper at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival was to meet up with one of the other wraith. He had to admit, Greg did enjoy travelling and there were certainly worse choices.

“It’s kind weird,” remarked Greg at one point, “that no one’s taking any notice of me and Michael.”

“They probably all think that you’re just in costume for something,” replied Dray, accepting another flyer from someone to add to the growing pile in her hands.

“Why do you keep taking those?” inquired Michael, indicating the wad of coloured paper she held. “There’s no way you’ll get round to seeing all those shows. You probably won’t like half of them.”

“You never know. Might find something interesting. This is only the start of the Fringe, Michael.”

Michael envisaged yet more weekends spent cramped in his dart because he flat out refused to camp, even with the prospect of sharing a sleeping bag with his worshipper. Greg looked round at the surrounding bustle and noise.

“I’m starving,” he announced suddenly.

“Well don’t just feed randomly on passers-by,” advised Draygon. “They might be performing in something I want to see later.” Greg laughed out loud, attracting one or two looks from those around. Dray grinned as well. “Tell you what, why don’t you two go find somewhere to sit and I’ll get us all some food.”

“You get lost walking around the hive,” Michael pointed out. “Come to that, you even get confused finding your way around Aberdeen!”

“Not that much,” huffed Dray sulkily. “Besides, Edinburgh’s easy to navigate via Fringe venues.”

Michael decided not to press the matter before Dray got too sulky. He and Greg wander on to find somewhere that they could sit and eat whatever Dray returned with. As they did, Michael politely accepted more flyers and Greg took in the sights.

“That balloon modelling looks fun,” he said, pointing out the vendor in question. Michael gave him a condescending look. Greg’s attention was soon lost though as he spotted a young woman handing out leaflets and shivering in a fairy costume.

“What show are you in then?” he inquired as he went up to her. The woman looked at him, and then kept on looking. Michael continued to attempt to deny assosication with his fellow wraith.

“Wow, nice costume,” she said in a small voice. “You make it yourself? Oh, sorry...” She handed a small leaflet to Greg. “Doing ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ up at the Pleasance. Outdoor performance, we’re on all the way through the Festival.”

Greg looked over the flyer, reading over the information on it. He nodded to the fairy-girl and walked back over to Michael, ignoring her requests as to what show he was in.

“What had you planned to tell her?” Michael asked him as they walked on.

“No idea,” replied Greg, handing the flyer for Michael to add to his pile. “Think Dray will like that?”

“Probably. It’s one of her favourite Shakespeare’s.”

Greg grinned and opened his mouth to respond, when he paused, listening to something Michael couldn’t hear.

“Sorry mate, TP needs me.” He offered an apologetic look. “Can you say bye to Dray for me?”

“Will do, we’ll see you all when we get back,” replied Michael. Greg waved in thanks, before vanishing off into the crowd. No doubt he’d be back with TP soon.

When Dray eventually found him, clutching a bag with three fish suppers, she accepted the reason for Greg’s sudden departure.

“What should I do with his fish and chips though?” she asked. Michael grinned and swiped it out of her hands, his own already half eaten. “Greedy guts,” she laughed. Dray glanced down at her watch. “You’ll have to eat on the move though. Need to start queuing for the next show.”

Michael groaned. “Must we?”

“If we’re to get the front row, yes.”

Sighing, Michael gathered up his fish and chips - along with the thousand-and-one show flyers they had picked up - and followed Dray of to the next show and venue.

[Gatecat]

And since I'm back, new mini fic anyone?
Fringe Festival

The last thing Michael had expected when he joined his worshipper at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival was to meet up with one of the other wraith. He had to admit, Greg did enjoy travelling and there were certainly worse choices.

“It’s kind weird,” remarked Greg at one point, “that no one’s taking any notice of me and Michael.”

“They probably all think that you’re just in costume for something,” replied Dray, accepting another flyer from someone to add to the growing pile in her hands.

“Why do you keep taking those?” inquired Michael, indicating the wad of coloured paper she held. “There’s no way you’ll get round to seeing all those shows. You probably won’t like half of them.”

“You never know. Might find something interesting. This is only the start of the Fringe, Michael.”

Michael envisaged yet more weekends spent cramped in his dart because he flat out refused to camp, even with the prospect of sharing a sleeping bag with his worshipper. Greg looked round at the surrounding bustle and noise.

“I’m starving,” he announced suddenly.

“Well don’t just feed randomly on passers-by,” advised Draygon. “They might be performing in something I want to see later.” Greg laughed out loud, attracting one or two looks from those around. Dray grinned as well. “Tell you what, why don’t you two go find somewhere to sit and I’ll get us all some food.”

“You get lost walking around the hive,” Michael pointed out. “Come to that, you even get confused finding your way around Aberdeen!”

“Not that much,” huffed Dray sulkily. “Besides, Edinburgh’s easy to navigate via Fringe venues.”

Michael decided not to press the matter before Dray got too sulky. He and Greg wander on to find somewhere that they could sit and eat whatever Dray returned with. As they did, Michael politely accepted more flyers and Greg took in the sights.

“That balloon modelling looks fun,” he said, pointing out the vendor in question. Michael gave him a condescending look. Greg’s attention was soon lost though as he spotted a young woman handing out leaflets and shivering in a fairy costume.

“What show are you in then?” he inquired as he went up to her. The woman looked at him, and then kept on looking. Michael continued to attempt to deny assosication with his fellow wraith.

“Wow, nice costume,” she said in a small voice. “You make it yourself? Oh, sorry...” She handed a small leaflet to Greg. “Doing ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ up at the Pleasance. Outdoor performance, we’re on all the way through the Festival.”

Greg looked over the flyer, reading over the information on it. He nodded to the fairy-girl and walked back over to Michael, ignoring her requests as to what show he was in.

“What had you planned to tell her?” Michael asked him as they walked on.

“No idea,” replied Greg, handing the flyer for Michael to add to his pile. “Think Dray will like that?”

“Probably. It’s one of her favourite Shakespeare’s.”

Greg grinned and opened his mouth to respond, when he paused, listening to something Michael couldn’t hear.

“Sorry mate, TP needs me.” He offered an apologetic look. “Can you say bye to Dray for me?”

“Will do, we’ll see you all when we get back,” replied Michael. Greg waved in thanks, before vanishing off into the crowd. No doubt he’d be back with TP soon.

When Dray eventually found him, clutching a bag with three fish suppers, she accepted the reason for Greg’s sudden departure.

“What should I do with his fish and chips though?” she asked. Michael grinned and swiped it out of her hands, his own already half eaten. “Greedy guts,” she laughed. Dray glanced down at her watch. “You’ll have to eat on the move though. Need to start queuing for the next show.”

Michael groaned. “Must we?”

“If we’re to get the front row, yes.”

Sighing, Michael gathered up his fish and chips - along with the thousand-and-one show flyers they had picked up - and followed Dray of to the next show and venue.

:lol: Love it. :D

[MCH]

And since I'm back, new mini fic anyone?
Fringe Festival

The last thing Michael had expected when he joined his worshipper at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival was to meet up with one of the other wraith. He had to admit, Greg did enjoy travelling and there were certainly worse choices.

“It’s kind weird,” remarked Greg at one point, “that no one’s taking any notice of me and Michael.”

“They probably all think that you’re just in costume for something,” replied Dray, accepting another flyer from someone to add to the growing pile in her hands.

“Why do you keep taking those?” inquired Michael, indicating the wad of coloured paper she held. “There’s no way you’ll get round to seeing all those shows. You probably won’t like half of them.”

“You never know. Might find something interesting. This is only the start of the Fringe, Michael.”

Michael envisaged yet more weekends spent cramped in his dart because he flat out refused to camp, even with the prospect of sharing a sleeping bag with his worshipper. Greg looked round at the surrounding bustle and noise.

“I’m starving,” he announced suddenly.

“Well don’t just feed randomly on passers-by,” advised Draygon. “They might be performing in something I want to see later.” Greg laughed out loud, attracting one or two looks from those around. Dray grinned as well. “Tell you what, why don’t you two go find somewhere to sit and I’ll get us all some food.”

“You get lost walking around the hive,” Michael pointed out. “Come to that, you even get confused finding your way around Aberdeen!”

“Not that much,” huffed Dray sulkily. “Besides, Edinburgh’s easy to navigate via Fringe venues.”

Michael decided not to press the matter before Dray got too sulky. He and Greg wander on to find somewhere that they could sit and eat whatever Dray returned with. As they did, Michael politely accepted more flyers and Greg took in the sights.

“That balloon modelling looks fun,” he said, pointing out the vendor in question. Michael gave him a condescending look. Greg’s attention was soon lost though as he spotted a young woman handing out leaflets and shivering in a fairy costume.

“What show are you in then?” he inquired as he went up to her. The woman looked at him, and then kept on looking. Michael continued to attempt to deny assosication with his fellow wraith.

“Wow, nice costume,” she said in a small voice. “You make it yourself? Oh, sorry...” She handed a small leaflet to Greg. “Doing ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ up at the Pleasance. Outdoor performance, we’re on all the way through the Festival.”

Greg looked over the flyer, reading over the information on it. He nodded to the fairy-girl and walked back over to Michael, ignoring her requests as to what show he was in.

“What had you planned to tell her?” Michael asked him as they walked on.

“No idea,” replied Greg, handing the flyer for Michael to add to his pile. “Think Dray will like that?”

“Probably. It’s one of her favourite Shakespeare’s.”

Greg grinned and opened his mouth to respond, when he paused, listening to something Michael couldn’t hear.

“Sorry mate, TP needs me.” He offered an apologetic look. “Can you say bye to Dray for me?”

“Will do, we’ll see you all when we get back,” replied Michael. Greg waved in thanks, before vanishing off into the crowd. No doubt he’d be back with TP soon.

When Dray eventually found him, clutching a bag with three fish suppers, she accepted the reason for Greg’s sudden departure.

“What should I do with his fish and chips though?” she asked. Michael grinned and swiped it out of her hands, his own already half eaten. “Greedy guts,” she laughed. Dray glanced down at her watch. “You’ll have to eat on the move though. Need to start queuing for the next show.”

Michael groaned. “Must we?”

“If we’re to get the front row, yes.”

Sighing, Michael gathered up his fish and chips - along with the thousand-and-one show flyers they had picked up - and followed Dray of to the next show and venue.

Welcome back. That brought back some good memories of the Fringe. Nice story. Thank you
MCH

[Draygon]

:lol: Love it. :D


Welcome back. That brought back some good memories of the Fringe. Nice story. Thank you
MCH

:D Thanks guys. I've actually been to the Fringe every year of my life, next year may actually be performing in it :eek:

[ciannwn]

And since I'm back, new mini fic anyone?
[SPOILERS]Fringe Festival

That's great. I've got it saved but need a summary for the index page.

Did you get to see the Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppets?

[Draygon]

That's great. I've got it saved but need a summary for the index page.

Did you get to see the Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppets?
ah yes, of course...
Michael and Draygon introduce Greg to the Edinburgh International Fringe Festival.

:D Yes I did and they were brilliantly funny :P

[ciannwn]

:D Yes I did and they were brilliantly funny :P

I'd love to see them live. Oh, well, there's always YouTube videos instead.

[MCH]

Sorry I had problems with internet connection :( only just got back.:D

BT tell me I need to contact Packard Bell to find out how to switch on the connection to my wireless internet connection. I'm operating with a wire connection. Supposed I could go on line to Paackard Bell do this. I hate jargon.:o

Up side was I managed to complete the first part of a story. Just got to find out which folder I put it in.:o

MCH

[MCH]

Here it is A Wraith’s Life Begins

A Wraith’s Life Begins


The Queen was in her private quarters she’d just received a report from her Senior Commander and his Second in Command, moral was good her Officer where alert, her daughter Queens well behaved and the humans populations where at a satisfactory level.

She was satisfied with the reports …. She was relaxing as her chief worshipper brushed her hairs, and let her mind drift into the Hive mind. She stayed near the edge of that mind just sensing the state of the hive. When a little tendril of thought brushed against hers, it froze and then rushed away, the Queen was surprised and curious, so followed the little tendril of thought. She followed it all the way to the deck where the birthing pods where situated. She finally found the birthing pod that held …. Are yes that pod had a daughter. The Hive had needed new Wraith Officers so she comes to the pods to deposit her genetic DNA into the birthing pods for more Hive Officers and she had on an impulse created a daughter. She hadn’t birthed a daughter for a long time, for when she was a very young Queen and so sure of herself, she’d birthed 5 daughters at once. She snorted; only to herself could she admit she’d been foolish, but she’d been so young and sure of her abilities. The trouble they had given her. Her thoughts turned grim and a waste of the hive recourses she hadn’t made the same mistake again. Eventually they’d bent to her will and now they where all gone. Her two other daughters Queen’s she’d trained them much better and they knew who was boss. The Queen looked at the pod, the daughter inside was quiet the Queen was pleased; maybe this one will know her place so she’ll be worth keeping, well we will see. The Queens thoughts withdrew and she was back in her room where the Worshiper was still brushing her hair. Back in the pod the female wraith knew when the powerful presence of the Queen had left, she was shaken by the encounter she felt that was as close as she wanted to get to the Queen. It would be a good idea for her not to go into the hive mind for awhile she thought drowsily as she drifted into sleep.

The next time she roused from her sleep it was because she heard another mind she listened and was reassured it was not the Queen. Her curiosity aroused she cautiously sent her thought outwards till she encounters a young male mind. It wasn’t a still mind it’s thoughts where zooming around – it was asking Who? How? Why? When? What? The two thoughts then collided. Oh who are you? He saw with his mind her name colors of blue green and silver. Who are you? He sent his name colors of silver blue and yellow to her. As quickly as this started it finished when they heard two voices, with a lot of snarling, the youngster fled back to their pods as the thoughts they sensed from the two Wraiths where unpleasant.

Time has no meaning in the pods to their occupants they where fed and cosseted by the hive, liquids where filtered in and out of each pod bring in food and removing wastes as the occupants grew. In the female pod she was awake and bored so she sent out a thought it was the male’s name colors, he was awake and still thinking thoughts of whom why and what. She asked him “Do you want answers to your questions. If so then we need to leave and go to the hive mind. She felt his shock “We can’t leave we’ll died; we are too young”. “Nooo” she replied, “It’s your thoughts leave it’s easy you do this”, and she pushed his mind out of the pod and into the hive mind. The male was amazed at the Hive mind he watched thoughts rippled through the mind like air bubbles rising through water. The bubbles where colored with each of Wraith name colors and some had, he didn’t know bit thought it as a tiny picture. The female explained to him that the colored bubbles where Wraith thoughts moving through the mind The colors where their name and the tiny picture that was a face tattoo which each male of a certain age had. They both moved around the edge of the hive mind. They listened and learnt as the Hive went about it business. In the following days they stayed they learnt to recognise the Queen and her Senior Commander Name colours, to stay out of their way and about the Officers communications on hive business the arguments between them. The hive mind showed them life and the death events of the Hive of the Wraith and Worshippers. They realised that the Wraith could access the Mind but the Worshipper couldn’t, they both thought that was sad for the Worshippers.

Although they’d been very quiet in their exploration of the hive mind their presences had been noticed which was why the Queen came down to the birth pod deck. The officers stationed on this deck where very surprise to see her, usually she never came here once she placed her DNA into the pods. They watched more than a little nervously as she paced quickly along to the rows of pods. They very quietly hoped there was nothing wrong, she was well aware of their thoughts sometime she thought males can be so predictable in their thought and behavior. It was the behavior of the young female and male that interested her, they where the first from the current batch of young Wraith in the pods to have ventured into the Hive mind. She stopped first at the male pod the mind had gone very quiet not the usual whom what why thoughts. She like respect from her males and this one was showing respect but he was curious as well. She reviewed the male Wraith on the hive; there where plenty of warriors but the hive needed more scientists this male would be a usual addition to the scientists in the hive. She changed the concentrate of nutrients and injected some more genetic material into the pod of this male, he went drowsy with the enhancements the Queen had done. She then went to the female pod she’d decided it was time to personally start her daughter education now before her birth instead of leaving it just to the hive mind. Quiet gently for her she explained to her daughter she was the Queen, and her expectations of her daughter.

When she left the birth pod deck the Queen had sent for the Second in Command, she would send her daughter and the young male eventually to a new hive she was planning. The new Queen to be would need a Senior Commander and he was the older Queens choice. He swore an oath to protect with his life the young queen to be and the young male. For the Queen it meant she had a potential Senior Commander for her new hive but also he’d be too busy to challenge the Senior Commander; she did not need an unsettled hive here at this moment in time. She well knew Senior Commanders challengers where a messy business her current Senior Commander was her fifth and unless he totally failed he would not be replaced for now. She was putting the Second in more dangerous position now, as there was many Commander’s who’s aspire to the prize of a young Queen to be and a new hive. He knew that, for if he’d refused he could lose his currant position his Queen had a habit of choosing Second in Commands for Senior Commanders for a new hive and if he refused other ambitious males would not. At least this way he’d may have to fight the other ambitious officers but he for now he did so with the Queen favors for now.

Enjoy MCH

[ciannwn]

Here it is A Wraith’s Life Begins
[spoiler]
A Wraith’s Life Begins

That's brilliant. You've been so imaginative when it comes to the unborn Wraith's experiences. I'm really looking forward to the next part.

[ciannwn]

A minific from me.

Before The Mission

Ciannwn's last few minutes with Boris before she boards the cruiser.

It was summer and the girls lay on the lawn beside the hockey pitch discussing their ideas about the ideal man to marry.

"I want mine to be tall, blond, handsome and a pop star," Julie said with a dreamy, far away look in her eyes.

"Mine's got to be a football star playing for Manchester United," Liz announced. "He'll be very good looking and ...and..." She ran out of inspiration at that point and turned to her best friend. "Who do you fancy?"

"Handsome, dark haired and one of those distinguished older men," Ciannwn replied as she watched a ladybird climb up a grass stem. "He'll write books on medieval history and present shows about castles on the telly."

Her mind returned to the present as Boris shifted position slightly and she smiled to herself at the thought of travelling back in time and telling her school friends who the love of her life had turned out to be - a humanoid insect from another galaxy with one long lock of pure white hair. He was far from handsome when compared to the average male Wraith or human and he had made her the historian instead of being one himself. He did fit the requirement for being older, though, because he'd been hatched when her remote ancestors were painting caves.

"And he also needs to feed on humans," she imagined herself saying to her friends.

Liz would have been horrified but Julie would probably have found it romantic because she'd become a Goth who was fascinated by vampires. Perhaps I should introduce her to Jimmy, Ciannwn thought. They'd get on very well and he could take her to Uberwald to meet the real thing.

Her reverie was broken as Boris sat up and announced "It's nearly time. Gabriel's just told me the clones are ready to be taken aboard," in a matter of fact tone.

She could sense he felt uneasy, though, so she sat up as well and put her arms around him in a reassuring hug.

"I'll be fine," she said. "The cruiser's shields and weaponry were designed by two super geniuses and I'm very good with the drone chair. You trained me to be a fully active crew member so this is my chance to be one."

"I trained you so we could go exploring alternate universes together," he reminded her. "I didn't intend you to be going on an anti-Asuran patrol while I stayed home to protect Copelandia and give Kenny backup if he needs it."

"Is this mission more dangerous than a Runner Hunting competition?" she asked.

"Probably not," he replied, looking and sounding amused by the question.

She returned to that place in her mind where her friends were still fifteen and enjoying a dinner break which never ended.

"He's an amateur sports star too," she informed them. "He hunts humans and it's far more dangerous than playing for Manchester United."

"That's terrible," Liz said with a shudder.

"Sounds like something out of a splatter film," Julie remarked with an expression of distaste because she liked death and gore to be presented in elegant packaging.

Ciannwn had to admit that Boris didn't qualify for elegant packaging when he was wearing his old, tattered work uniform.but she didn't have time to tell her friends that because she had to stop day dreaming and get up.

A few minutes later she and Boris were dressed and he watched her as she went over to the holdall which she'd packed with everything she'd need for the mission.

"Have you got your personal shield?" he asked.

"Yes," she assured him.

"And the new anti-Asuran gun?" he added.

She gave him a look of amused exasperation. "Stop fussing. You don't go around asking your other crew members if they've remembered to get properly equipped."

"You're more than just a crew member to me," he told her, his voice conveying both affection and apology for acting like an old mother hen. "I sometimes think I don't tell you that enough but I'm not very good with words when it comes to expressing romantic sentiments."

She picked the holdall up and went over to him.

"I don't need flowery speeches when we're telepathically linked" she reminded him as she stroked his face.

"No, he's not the man of my dreams," she informed her friends as the ladybird took off from the grass stem and landed on the back of her hand. "He's everything I didn't know I wanted and that's so much better."

He leaned down and kissed the top of her head before saying "Would you accuse me of fussing if I offered to carry your holdall?"

"What about your image as a battle hardened hive Commander?" she teased.

He laughed. "I command a hive full of eccentrics so I don't think carrying a bag's going to ruin my reputation."

She gave him a mock glare. "Are you saying I'm eccentric?" she demanded.

"You must be to put up with me," he countered, his smile lighting up his face in a way that made him look thousands of years younger than his true age.

"Most people think he's ugly," she told her friends. "But he's beautiful to me and that's what counts."

"It's time," he said, becoming serious again. "The clones are loaded and Hector says you'll be ready to leave as soon as everyone's on board."

They looked into each other's eyes, saying nothing because there was nothing they needed to say when the link they shared conveyed far more than words ever could.

Their goodbyes over, he took the holdall and they left her room.

[MCH]

A minific from me.

Before The Mission

Ciannwn's last few minutes with Boris before she boards the cruiser.


:lol: :D

Love the way we learnt abit more about Boris and Ciannwn relationship.

Boris may look like he's is not your usual heartthrob but I think Ciannwn got the best deal out of both her friends. Like it.

Thank you for enjoying A Wraith’s Life Begins.
MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

:eek: Amazing fics everyone! Very good!

@Dray: Welcome back! http://forum.gateworld.net/picture.php?albumid=1415&pictureid=16228 LOLed at the Frige fic! :D

@MCH: That's a very promising beginning of a story, I like the way you describe the hive mind. Next part please!

@Ciannwn: Are you still claiming you're not good at romance? Because that's not true. Your fic is wonderful and spot-on. :)

[Draygon]

@Dray: Welcome back! http://forum.gateworld.net/picture.php?albumid=1415&pictureid=16228 LOLed at the Frige fic! :D
:D Thanks DS, it's nice to be back. Glad you liked the fic ;)


@Ciannwn: Are you still claiming you're not good at romance? Because that's not true. Your fic is wonderful and spot-on. :)
:D I agree entierlly! Wonderful Ciannwn!

[Draco-Stellaris]

Since we're talking about fics... next chapter of Wraith Games is up. :o

[ciannwn]

Love the way we learnt abit more about Boris and Ciannwn relationship.

Thank you. I hope everyone got the deep, symbolic significance of the ladybird which just appeared out of nowhere. :)


@Ciannwn: Are you still claiming you're not good at romance? Because that's not true. Your fic is wonderful and spot-on. :)


:D I agree entierlly! Wonderful Ciannwn!

Thank you both. I didn't think of that story as being romance in the usual meaning of the term, though. There's no all consuming passion or angst, just two people who have a deep but ordinary sort of love for each other.

[Draygon]

Thank you. I hope everyone got the deep, symbolic significance of the ladybird which just appeared out of nowhere. :)





Thank you both. I didn't think of that story as being romance in the usual meaning of the term, though. There's no all consuming passion or angst, just two people who have a deep but ordinary sort of love for each other.
Think that's still covered by the genera of romance :rolleyes:

[MCH]

Since we're talking about fics... next chapter of Wraith Games is up. :o

MCH been over to DS fan fic. :weiranime17: He not going to know what's hit him is he?

MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

Thank you. I hope everyone got the deep, symbolic significance of the ladybird which just appeared out of nowhere. :)

Of course! I loved that bit.
And not only because of the significance of the ladybird in recent WDC discussions. ;)


Thank you both. I didn't think of that story as being romance in the usual meaning of the term, though. There's no all consuming passion or angst, just two people who have a deep but ordinary sort of love for each other.

This kind of love is never ordinary, passion can be ordinary, angst is only entertaining for a moment but the way you decribed this deep understanding and bond makes a long-lasting impression.

Random trivia warning: I'm always amazed of the usage of german words. Angst has a far more expanded meaning in German, not only refering to one's existance but to more ordinary things. In German you can have "angst" of spiders.

[Draco-Stellaris]

MCH been over to DS fan fic. :weiranime17: He not going to know what's hit him is he?

MCH

Heehee! *big hug* Thanks!

No spoilers! ;)

[Gatecat]

Here it is A Wraith’s Life Begins

A Wraith’s Life Begins


Enjoy MCH



A minific from me.

Before The Mission

Ciannwn's last few minutes with Boris before she boards the cruiser.


Really enjoyed both your fics.
I also think your story is very romantic, Ciannwn. :)

PS: I´ll probably off the whole evening. We have a horrible thunderstorm here and I better switch off the computer. We had two blackouts while I was writing this post mostly by candlelight. :S

[MCH]

Heehee! *big hug* Thanks!

No spoilers! ;)

don't want any it spoils the surprise.:D

Just going to eat, all that fan fic makes me hungry as I have no Jack Harkness clone to feed off it looks like I'm going to have to cook.:(

See you later

Thank you Wraith Cat glad you enjoyed it. Stay safe from big thunderstorm.

MCH

[Gatecat]

Since we're talking about fics... next chapter of Wraith Games is up. :o

:eek: Haven´t read your fic yet. Will do as soon as possible. :o

Phew, I´ll need a week to catch up on all those fics. :o

Edit: Another blackout. I´m off now. :(

[ciannwn]

Of course! I loved that bit.
And not only because of the significance of the ladybird in recent WDC discussions. ;)

:lol:

I'd forgotten about that when I was writing the story. I wonder what my subconscious was trying to imply about their relationship. :D :D


but the way you decribed this deep understanding and bond makes a long-lasting impression.

Thank you.


Random trivia warning: I'm always amazed of the usage of german words. Angst has a far more expanded meaning in German, not only refering to one's existance but to more ordinary things. In German you can have "angst" of spiders.

It's funny how languages adopt words but use just one out of many shades of meaning. I love the idea of having an angst of spiders. That sounds so strange in English terms.

Will now go back to reading your story - I had a phone call in the middle of a chapter.

[ciannwn]

Since we're talking about fics... next chapter of Wraith Games is up. :o

Have finished reading where you've got up to now. It's a wonderfully dark and psychological story and you've succeeded in making your Wraith hero both scary and charismatic. Hope you get some more chapters written before I go away because I'm dying to know what happens next.

[Draco-Stellaris]

Have finished reading where you've got up to now. It's a wonderfully dark and psychological story and you've succeeded in making your Wraith hero both scary and charismatic. Hope you get some more chapters written before I go away because I'm dying to know what happens next.

Thank you very much! :D

I've already written the next chapter but I'm still making adjustments to it, it'll probably be up tomorrow.

[ciannwn]

To TP

Have just been catching up on your deviantArt fics. My favourite is A Date With A Wraith because I wasn't expecting that at all.

Just goes to show that humans are no different to Wraith, really.

[Todd's Pet]

A minific from me.

Before The Mission

Ciannwn's last few minutes with Boris before she boards the cruiser.

It was summer and the girls lay on the lawn beside the hockey pitch discussing their ideas about the ideal man to marry.

"I want mine to be tall, blond, handsome and a pop star," Julie said with a dreamy, far away look in her eyes.

"Mine's got to be a football star playing for Manchester United," Liz announced. "He'll be very good looking and ...and..." She ran out of inspiration at that point and turned to her best friend. "Who do you fancy?"

"Handsome, dark haired and one of those distinguished older men," Ciannwn replied as she watched a ladybird climb up a grass stem. "He'll write books on medieval history and present shows about castles on the telly."

Her mind returned to the present as Boris shifted position slightly and she smiled to herself at the thought of travelling back in time and telling her school friends who the love of her life had turned out to be - a humanoid insect from another galaxy with one long lock of pure white hair. He was far from handsome when compared to the average male Wraith or human and he had made her the historian instead of being one himself. He did fit the requirement for being older, though, because he'd been hatched when her remote ancestors were painting caves.

"And he also needs to feed on humans," she imagined herself saying to her friends.

Liz would have been horrified but Julie would probably have found it romantic because she'd become a Goth who was fascinated by vampires. Perhaps I should introduce her to Jimmy, Ciannwn thought. They'd get on very well and he could take her to Uberwald to meet the real thing.

Her reverie was broken as Boris sat up and announced "It's nearly time. Gabriel's just told me the clones are ready to be taken aboard," in a matter of fact tone.

She could sense he felt uneasy, though, so she sat up as well and put her arms around him in a reassuring hug.

"I'll be fine," she said. "The cruiser's shields and weaponry were designed by two super geniuses and I'm very good with the drone chair. You trained me to be a fully active crew member so this is my chance to be one."

"I trained you so we could go exploring alternate universes together," he reminded her. "I didn't intend you to be going on an anti-Asuran patrol while I stayed home to protect Copelandia and give Kenny backup if he needs it."

"Is this mission more dangerous than a Runner Hunting competition?" she asked.

"Probably not," he replied, looking and sounding amused by the question.

She returned to that place in her mind where her friends were still fifteen and enjoying a dinner break which never ended.

"He's an amateur sports star too," she informed them. "He hunts humans and it's far more dangerous than playing for Manchester United."

"That's terrible," Liz said with a shudder.

"Sounds like something out of a splatter film," Julie remarked with an expression of distaste because she liked death and gore to be presented in elegant packaging.

Ciannwn had to admit that Boris didn't qualify for elegant packaging when he was wearing his old, tattered work uniform.but she didn't have time to tell her friends that because she had to stop day dreaming and get up.

A few minutes later she and Boris were dressed and he watched her as she went over to the holdall which she'd packed with everything she'd need for the mission.

"Have you got your personal shield?" he asked.

"Yes," she assured him.

"And the new anti-Asuran gun?" he added.

She gave him a look of amused exasperation. "Stop fussing. You don't go around asking your other crew members if they've remembered to get properly equipped."

"You're more than just a crew member to me," he told her, his voice conveying both affection and apology for acting like an old mother hen. "I sometimes think I don't tell you that enough but I'm not very good with words when it comes to expressing romantic sentiments."

She picked the holdall up and went over to him.

"I don't need flowery speeches when we're telepathically linked" she reminded him as she stroked his face.

"No, he's not the man of my dreams," she informed her friends as the ladybird took off from the grass stem and landed on the back of her hand. "He's everything I didn't know I wanted and that's so much better."

He leaned down and kissed the top of her head before saying "Would you accuse me of fussing if I offered to carry your holdall?"

"What about your image as a battle hardened hive Commander?" she teased.

He laughed. "I command a hive full of eccentrics so I don't think carrying a bag's going to ruin my reputation."

She gave him a mock glare. "Are you saying I'm eccentric?" she demanded.

"You must be to put up with me," he countered, his smile lighting up his face in a way that made him look thousands of years younger than his true age.

"Most people think he's ugly," she told her friends. "But he's beautiful to me and that's what counts."

"It's time," he said, becoming serious again. "The clones are loaded and Hector says you'll be ready to leave as soon as everyone's on board."

They looked into each other's eyes, saying nothing because there was nothing they needed to say when the link they shared conveyed far more than words ever could.

Their goodbyes over, he took the holdall and they left her room.


That was really lovely Ciannwn! I liked the way you alternated now with then - AND it was romantic!!!!!
"No, he's not the man of my dreams," she informed her friends as the ladybird took off from the grass stem and landed on the back of her hand. "He's everything I didn't know I wanted and that's so much better."That is really sweet! Maybe you just needed to write about Boris to bring it out of you! :D

[rora'sPA]

This is his full crew listing apart from Ciannwn.

http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/ciannwn/BorisSHive#

....and game organisers only have the right to use Gabriel in relation to the Atlantis takeaway.
Hi, you can RP Gabriel if it will make things easier, just so long as I can use him for mini fics :) Since we still haven't gotten to 'that' stage yet he's still aboard Boris's hive all the time.


:D:D:D I'm back guys!! :D:D:D


And since I'm back, new mini fic anyone?
Fringe Festival

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Aaw, poor Michael :o I love Greg approaching the fairy lady :D

:D Thanks guys. I've actually been to the Fringe every year of my life, next year may actually be performing in it :eek:
:eek: Ooh will have to go to see you :D I've never been to Edinburgh, let alone the Fringe :o

Here it is A Wraith’s Life Begins

A Wraith’s Life Begins
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Wow, I love all the details about the pods and mind energies. A very intriguing beginning :)

[Todd's Pet]

To TP

Have just been catching up on your deviantArt fics. My favourite is A Date With A Wraith because I wasn't expecting that at all.

Just goes to show that humans are no different to Wraith, really.

Thank you :D Seems Todd was right after all ! :P

[rora'sPA]

A minific from me.

Before The Mission

Ciannwn's last few minutes with Boris before she boards the cruiser.

.
It's nice to see a softer side to Boris, I'm starting to warm to him - but don't worry, you won'r have to worry about me nicking him :p

Really enjoyed both your fics.
I also think your story is very romantic, Ciannwn. :)

PS: I´ll probably off the whole evening. We have a horrible thunderstorm here and I better switch off the computer. We had two blackouts while I was writing this post mostly by candlelight. :S
:eek: we had that last week, I don't like storms :S

Thank you very much! :D

I've already written the next chapter but I'm still making adjustments to it, it'll probably be up tomorrow.
*does happy dance* :D

[ciannwn]

That was really lovely Ciannwn! I liked the way you alternated now with then - AND it was romantic!!

"No, he's not the man of my dreams," she informed her friends as the ladybird took off from the grass stem and landed on the back of her hand. "He's everything I didn't know I wanted and that's so much better."That is really sweet!

Thank you.


Maybe you just needed to write about Boris to bring it out of you! :D

You could be right. Perhaps the other thing is that I didn't set out with the intention of writing a romantic story - I was just focussing on how they'd spend those last few minutes together and the story sort of wrote itself if you know what I mean.

[Todd's Pet]

Thank you.



You could be right. Perhaps the other thing is that I didn't set out with the intention of writing a romantic story - I was just focussing on how they'd spend those last few minutes together and the story sort of wrote itself if you know what I mean.

I know EXACTLY what you mean! :D

[Draco-Stellaris]

I'll go to bed now and will snuggle my boys closely. :D

Goodnight everyone and sweet wraithy dreams!

[MCH]

I'll go to bed now and will snuggle my boys closely. :D

Goodnight everyone and sweet wraithy dreams!

Night DS sweet wraithy dreams.

[ciannwn]

Hi, you can RP Gabriel if it will make things easier, just so long as I can use him for mini fics :) Since we still haven't gotten to 'that' stage yet he's still aboard Boris's hive all the time.

It still wouldn't be right for me to role play him beyond him performing his function on the hive. I don't want to risk developing his character in a way you wouldn't want by accident.


It's nice to see a softer side to Boris, I'm starting to warm to him - but don't worry, you won'r have to worry about me nicking him :p

He's very soft and cuddly when he and Ciannwn are alone together :)

[Draygon]

I'll go to bed now and will snuggle my boys closely. :D

Goodnight everyone and sweet wraithy dreams!
Night DS :)

[rora'sPA]

I'll go to bed now and will snuggle my boys closely. :D

Goodnight everyone and sweet wraithy dreams!
Night DS :)

It still wouldn't be right for me to role play him beyond him performing his function on the hive. I don't want to risk developing his character in a way you wouldn't want by accident.



He's very soft and cuddly when he and Ciannwn are alone together :)

Ok, sorry it's making things a bit awkward :o

Aaw Boris, your rep's ruined with me I'm afraid :p

[ciannwn]

Ok, sorry it's making things a bit awkward :o

The boys are there to be adopted so there's no need to apologise. There will be eight new crew members transferring from TP's hive and I can always invent some more if neccessary. I just found myself a bit short of Wraith when I needed some to go on the cruiser because Neo and Fred are looking after Adam and Jimmy's needed to maintain the hive.


Aaw Boris, your rep's ruined with me I'm afraid :p

:lol:

[MCH]

I'm having problems here, so before I get thrown off I'll say good night.

Sweet Wraithy dreams.
MCH

[Draygon]

I'm having problems here, so before I get thrown off I'll say good night.

Sweet Wraithy dreams.
MCH
Night MCH

[rora'sPA]

Night MCH :)

[rora'sPA]

Night everyone, i'm off in a mo. Sorry I haven't been very chatty but I've been catching up on everything I've missed over the weekend. Hopefully I can take part in the RP threads tomorrow. My parents are away from tomorrow for a few days so I may even get on in the day time :)

[Todd's Pet]

Night everyone, i'm off in a mo. Sorry I haven't been very chatty but I've been catching up on everything I've missed over the weekend. Hopefully I can take part in the RP threads tomorrow. My parents are away from tomorrow for a few days so I may even get on in the day time :)

OooooOOOOOOooooo! Don't do anything I wouldn't do, Craig... while you;ve got PA all to yourself... in an empty house... with no parents... ;) :P :D

[rora'sPA]

OooooOOOOOOooooo! Don't do anything I wouldn't do, Craig... while you;ve got PA all to yourself... in an empty house... with no parents... ;) :P :D

Craig: You might think that... but her brother's not gone with them :mckay: Thankfully he's at work in the day time :D :p

[Draygon]

Morning people. By popular request (well, TP, DS and MCH all wanted me to do one) a sequel to my Edinburgh mini fic from yesterday :P

Alright on the Night

TP, Steve and Greg join up with Dray and Michael to see a show at the Fringe.

Alright on the Night

“Have you got the tickets?”

“Yes.”

“Can we get the front row?”

“Dray always goes for the front row, Greg. No need to worry there.”

“Can we get popcorn?”

“You don’t actually like that stuff do you?”

“What’s wrong with popcorn, Steve?”

“This isn’t like a cinema, guys...”

“Can I get your tickets please?”

Dray handed over the five tickets to be torn and led the way inside. She wasn’t exactly sure who’s idea it was for TP, Steve and Greg to join her and Michael at the Fringe. Luckily, they had been able to get tickets for them all. Taking their seats in the centre of the front row, Steve wrapped an arm around TP’s shoulders and Greg leaned forward in anticipation of the performance.

“What are we seeing again?” asked Steve, earning a glower from Dray and a few hissed shushes from those nearby.

“Midsummer Night’s Dream,” replied Greg in a stage whisper. “It’s a classic and this is a good production.”

Steve decided not to comment and snuggled closer to TP. They all watched in relative silence other than for the odd burst of laughter as the student performers acted their way through Shakespeare’s lines.

“So?” asked Greg expectantly as they all left the venue afterwards.

“So what?”

“What did you think of it?”

“I thought it was very good. Thanks for telling us about it, Greg.”

“I think it was good as well.”

“Does that mean bubbles and fairy wings tonight, Princess?”

TP shoved Steve playfully. “That’s Greg’s thing.”

“Tarry rash wanton,” laughed Greg, “am I not thy lord?”

“Then I must be thy lady,” quoted back TP. Dray was clinging to Michael to fight off a fit of giggles.

“Don’t think I can remember anymore,” said Greg. “Think you get a big speech next though.”

“Well we’re not doing that right now,” pointed out Steve.

“Anyone else fancy something to eat or drink?” chimed in Michael. There was a chorus of positive approval from the group.

Greg was still after his fairies and bubbles though. Which is why TP ended up with balloon model wings and Dray found some bubble mix...

[MCH]

Morning people. By popular request (well, TP, DS and MCH all wanted me to do one) a sequel to my Edinburgh mini fic from yesterday :P

Alright on the Night

TP, Steve and Greg join up with Dray and Michael to see a show at the Fringe.

That was lovely always knew Greg was a classic type of Wraith.

The end made me laugh at the thought of TP with her balloon fairy wings I had an image of her floating off the ground, with annoyed Steve :mckay:telling her to come back. and you with your bubble mix blowing lots of bubble for Greg and Michael to pop.:D

Thank you

MCH

[Draygon]

That was lovely always knew Greg was a classic type of Wraith.

The end made me laugh at the thought of TP with her balloon fairy wings I had an image of her floating off the ground, with annoyed Steve :mckay:telling her to come back. and you with your bubble mix blowing lots of bubble for Greg and Michael to pop.:D

Thank you

MCH
:D I'm glad to have entertained you :D

[ciannwn]

Morning people. By popular request (well, TP, DS and MCH all wanted me to do one) a sequel to my Edinburgh mini fic from yesterday :P

Alright on the Night

That was fun.

So when are they going to see the Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppets at the festival? :D

Website Update

Fringe Festival, Alright On The Night, The Morning Battle Commences and Before The Mission are now up.

[MCH]

Ciannwn I'm reposting this story about Adam and his day out on the Island. Save you going back to Pg178 and post 3536. So it can go onto WWA site.


Adam Day Trip To The Island

Adam had visitors MCH and Silver had come to visit him, and Boris had given permission for Adam to go to the Island with them. When they got to the jumper Adam met Lucian, Silver 2nd in Command they both went to sit beside 4 bundles on the floor in the back of the jumper. Adam asked what they where, Lucian, grinned “It’s a surprise you’ll see when we get to the Island”.
MCH pilot the jumper to the island but didn’t land at the Pirate Camp or the Commune she flew towards the hills where the only stream on the Island started to flow. Silver exited the jumper first, “There a good wind up here MCH just what we need” then he and Lucian got the four bundles out. Adam watches as MCH, Silver and Lucian unwrap the bundles, he saw metal poles triangles of materials and harnesses. Adam finally could no longer keep quiet “What are those for?” He didn’t get an answer so he watched as the poles where joined together to form a triangle, the material was attached on top of the frame and the harnesses was attached to the bottom of the frame.
Adam looked at the odd looking contraption; as he looked the wind blew up the hill and gently lifted one of the frames upward. Adam looked at MCH “Does that fly?” she nodded. Adam laughed “Oh yeah MCH and I’m a Wraith Commander” Silver replied “Well I’m a Wraith Commander and I’ve flown one. It’s all MCH fault, she brought these from Earth, she then scared half the cruiser crew when she flew this glider on a visit we made to a planet”. Lucien finished the story. “Of course she got no peace until she taught my Dart Commander how to fly, then he had no peace until he’d taught the rest of the crew.” MCH asked “So Adam do you want to fly with me in a hanglider?” Adam didn’t need to be asked twice.
He notice Silver and Lucien had taken off their leather coats so he did too before he got into the double harness with MCH. Adam listened to her instructions carefully, and then he ran with her towards the edge of the hill. Suddenly he couldn’t feel the ground beneath his feet and then they soured upwards lifted by the wind. Adam just couldn’t stop yelling with glee. Just wait until he told Neo and Fred about this. He noticed that Silver and Lucien had followed them into the air. They rode the winds swooping and souring, but didn’t notice the wind was pushing them towards the Hill Fort.
Down in the Hill Fort the Scottish Wraith where having a restful morning after a hard night of carousing, some claymore fighting, and a lot of drinking just an average night out. Connolly was thinking about repairing the tavern table-again when he heard the sound of fabric flapping in the wind. He opened one bleary eye and then the other as he had the shock of his life as coming toward the Hill Fort up in the air where 2 flying things and they got closer to the Fort they merged into one. Connolly swore “Bloodie heel, wha’ on earrth is gein on!! Lads we’re unde’ attack”
Another Wraith got a look at the hangliders he yelled “Connolly, we’re unde’ attack” All the Scottish Wraith jumped up claymores at the ready.
Connelly “Ferm a defensive circle lads” “Connolly there’re 2 moor o’ them cumin" Connolly nodded “Aye, Ah see me lads, Ah see me”. The he realized there was 3 hanglider soured upwards over the fort, the Scottish Wraiths watched carefully following them as they flew across the Fort.
Connolly heard someone shout “Wheeeeeeeeeee, this is fun. Hey, Connolly look at me I’m flying. Is it great”.
Connelly thought now where have I heard that voice before “ Identify yerrself noo before I shoot ye full o’ holes” That when Connolly felt the touch of a Wraith mind “Connolly its MCH and Adam, Lucien my 2nd in Command and I’m Silver Wraith Commander. I’m sorry if we gave you a shock the wind blew the hangliders over here to the fort.”
Connolly “ Aye weel Silver ye should bae sorrry, that’s not a polite way t’ wak us up.” Silver “Sorry it was an accident Connolly, please accept my apologies”
Connolly grumbled “ Me and the lads had a rrude awakenin’”
Adam “Sorry Connolly I didn’t mean to wake you up” Adam mind voice sounded sad. “Aye weel nea harm done, err safe flight Adam” Connolly “ Lads think a wee dram is needed affer tha’” the entire Scottish Wraith headed towards the tavern for several wee dram of the hard stuff .... Connolly shakes his head “Them things look farr tee fragile t’ fly.” The hangliders flew away towards the waterfall Adam was worried that Connolly would be upset, he like Connolly. MCH promised they go in person to apology to all the Scottish Wraith.
They where now over the waterfall and Adam spotted Fred and Neo sunbathing on the rocks. Adam shouted “Hello Fred, Neo hello”. Fred and Neo sat up and look around Adam shouted again “Hello Fred Neo, look at me I’m flying” they finally look upwards. “Hi look at me I’m flying with MCH. I’m having sooooo much fun”.
Silver * Fred Neo, the wind has changed direction so we’re going back to the jumper he sent a picture of the stream site * Neo to Silver*You having fun? Er Silver What is that your having fun with?*
Silver* Oh yeah best idea MCH has had, she brought these hangliders from Earth, and the whole Cruiser been having a go too”.
Fred and Neo watched the hangliders fly away.
Fred: We’ve been sunbathing while Adam been flying and having fun?.”
Neo nodded “You know what Fred I think we’d better go to the landing site to check Adam OK. All that excitement could be to much for him and Boris will be worried too”. Fred nodded: “ Well Boris did say we had to look after him.”
They raced to the Pirate Camp to ask Gawine to take them in the jumper to the hangliders landing site.
When they arrived the hangliders had landed safely, and where waiting for them. Fred Neo and Gawine had plenty of questions and wanted to have a go. Next to arrive was Solma she listened to what was happen and then vanished only to come back with Connolly and Gowan they’d brought food and drink. Connolly “We dinee brring the strrong drink, so Adam can hae some”.
Adam apologized to Connolly for waking them up. “Ah dinne fass laddie nee hearm was done. Jist warrn us tha yer cumin’ next time” . MCH Silver and Lucien nodded and went back to giving lessons to Fred Neo Gawine and Gowen. Solma wasn’t interested she sat with Adam and Connolly in the shade. Adam watched his friends having lessons. He got out his sketch book and drew the hanglider. He’d have to check the figures with Archimedes or Michael but he could attach a larger version of his small engines to these hanglider and it would still be lightweight. He thought what he could call them.

“Tiny – mini – micro. Adam turned to Solma and Connolly and showed them his diagram, Adam asked Connolly what do you think of my idea for a MICROLIGHT? Connolly “Err weel laddie…” his voice trailed away, as he decide he need to have a stiff drink before he answered that question after this morning escapade.

The End for now.

Thanks to Ciannwn for lending Fred Neo and Gawaine. To Draygon for lending Connelly Solma and Gowan and for writing Connolly’s comments.

Gotta go will be back later early evening.
MCH

[ciannwn]

Ciannwn I'm reposting this story about Adam and his day out on the Island. Save you going back to Pg178 and post 3536. So it can go onto WWA site.

I had it saved ready - I think I might have been waiting for a story description for the index page. It's up now so the description can be added later.

[Gatecat]

Morning people. By popular request (well, TP, DS and MCH all wanted me to do one) a sequel to my Edinburgh mini fic from yesterday :P

Alright on the Night

TP, Steve and Greg join up with Dray and Michael to see a show at the Fringe.


:lol: I love it. I´d like a sequel of the sequel. :D

[Todd's Pet]

yay! I agree! Part 3, Dray!!!! Pleeeeeeeease! :P :D *hug*

[Draygon]

:lol: I love it. I´d like a sequel of the sequel. :D
:P Wondered how long it would be before someone asked for that...

[Draygon]

yay! I agree! Part 3, Dray!!!! Pleeeeeeeease! :P :D *hug*
:P Looks like I'd better get back to the flyers...

[Gatecat]

:P Looks like I'd better get back to the flyers...

You better hurry up. :p *shoos her back to the flyers* :D

[Mariellelita]

More mini fanfic. Each will be only about a page or less in length in MS Word, so not to long.

The Office : Chris and Mar chat in his office, but what is Chris planning?


Chris sat at his desk, throwing those ugly yellow pencils that Mar sent to him into the wall. Most fell straight to the floor after being thrown across the room. Whether it was because they weren’t sharpened enough, or the walls didn’t make good dart boards, he didn’t feel the need to figure it out.

“Chris, why are destroying company property?”

Marielle rushed into the room and snatched the mug of pencils out of the older wraith’s hands. She was dressed in an Earth business suit, which Chris thought was highly inappropriate for the hive. Only three pencils were left, and all were badly knawed on.

“What the heck? What are you, two?” she chastised.

He rolled his eyes at her as he got out of his chair to clean up the mess. “I can’t help it, this office is boring. Look around!”

The human peeked outside into the halls to watch the wraith, who were currently serving their “KN shifts”. Since Kenny had the company, he required a select few of his crew to have regular shifts within the hive, and work shifts that involved the coffee operation.

“This isn’t an exactly normal working situation for wraith.” Chris continued. “We are used to plotting, aggression, physical competition, etc. All the nasty wraith things that you humans like to cringe at.”

Marielle sat at the edge of his desk, contemplating what he was telling her. “Well, you still have that stuff. Kenny didn’t ban it, this hive is as traditional as any other hive in this galaxy, except for the fact that I am here and have somewhat of a status.”

She looked up at Chris, laughing nervously as he looked her up and down with a glint in his eye.

“That’s right, you do have some kind of wraith-like status on this hive. If you didn’t the others would surely have fed on a tasty, well-fed morsel like yourself by now.” Chris hissed as he stalked closer to the confused human.

Said woman jumped off his desk with shock, eyes darting back and forth between his face and his hand. “Chris, I thought you loved me more than that…”

“I’m not going to feed on you, you insane woman!” Chris said smiling. He ruffled her hair with his non-feeding hand and rushed off to a closet at the side of his office. Coming back, he held a leather jacket, finger-guards, and a stunner in his hands.

He pulled sharpened scissors from his desk drawer and cut a good amount of fabric from the bottom and arms of the jacket. Putting the newly tailored jacket and accessories on Marielle, he stood back to admire his work.

“Now, you are ready.”



Nice fics Dray. Greg is very funny. :p

*waves* Bye for now.

[ciannwn]

More mini fanfic. Each will be only about a page or less in length in MS Word, so not to long.

The Office : Chris and Mar chat in his office, but what is Chris planning?

Really enjoyed that. I love Chris's non-traditional way of relieving boredom. :D

It's up on the site now.

[Mariellelita]

Really enjoyed that. I love Chris's non-traditional way of relieving boredom. :D

It's up on the site now.

Thanks. :)

[rora'sPA]

More mini fanfic. Each will be only about a page or less in length in MS Word, so not to long.

The Office : Chris and Mar chat in his office, but what is Chris planning?




It's nice to learn some more about Chris :D Maybe you should invest in a dart board for him... or minesweeper on the computer :p I like his coat for you :)

[Mariellelita]

It's nice to learn some more about Chris :D Maybe you should invest in a dart board for him... or minesweeper on the computer :p I like his coat for you :)

Thanks. :) I should, then the walls will be safe from him.

[rora'sPA]

Thanks. :) I should, then the walls will be safe from him.

I know, instead of numbers you could add pic's of McKay :p

[Mariellelita]

I know, instead of numbers you could add pic's of McKay :p

:lol: And Ronon as well.

[rora'sPA]

:lol: And Ronon as well.

Of course. What are his views on Sheppard?

[Mariellelita]

Of course. What are his views on Sheppard?

Like Todd, he thinks Sheppard is valuable and an interesting human. He likes Sheppard the most out of the current Lantians.

[rora'sPA]

Like Todd, he thinks Sheppard is valuable and an interesting human. He likes Sheppard the most out of the current Lantians.

Ok, so no Sheppard on the dart board then :o

[Mariellelita]

Ok, so no Sheppard on the dart board then :o

No.

I wonder why the wraith have so much respect for him? :rolleyes:

[rora'sPA]

No.

I wonder why the wraith have so much respect for him? :rolleyes:

I don't know... he shoots an awful lot of them. Maybe it's because of the bond Todd and Sheppard have because of the Gift of Life :o Either that or it's because, at least outwardly, Sheppard is the natural leader of team Atlantis and so the one they should negotiate with.

[Todd's Pet]

Chris should come to my office with me some time - he could fire elastic bands and paper clips at my colleagues! :P They're all used to stuff spookily flying about the room from nowhere - Todd does it all the time! :P He thinks it's hysterically funny... I guess he needs to relieve the stress of Command now and then... :rolleyes:

Oh btw, tell Chris he should get you your own properly made wraith coat :mckay: I have several now, all made to measure to fit ME! :P

[MCH]

I had it saved ready - I think I might have been waiting for a story description for the index page. It's up now so the description can be added later.

Sorry I thought I done that.

Summery

MCH and Silver take Adam to the Island to go hanglidingMCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

Yay! New fics!

Nice sequel, Draygon! I'll add my vote: Part 3!!!!!!! :P :D

And Mar, I also love Chris's way of dealing with boredom!

[ciannwn]

Sorry I thought I done that.

Summery

MCH and Silver take Adam to the Island to go hanglidingMCH

Thanks. I've added the above to the index page.

[MCH]

More mini fanfic. Each will be only about a page or less in length in MS Word, so not to long.

The Office : Chris and Mar chat in his office, but what is Chris planning?


Chris sat at his desk, throwing those ugly yellow pencils that Mar sent to him into the wall. Most fell straight to the floor after being thrown across the room. Whether it was because they weren’t sharpened enough, or the walls didn’t make good dart boards, he didn’t feel the need to figure it out.

“Chris, why are destroying company property?”

Marielle rushed into the room and snatched the mug of pencils out of the older wraith’s hands. She was dressed in an Earth business suit, which Chris thought was highly inappropriate for the hive. Only three pencils were left, and all were badly knawed on.

“What the heck? What are you, two?” she chastised.

He rolled his eyes at her as he got out of his chair to clean up the mess. “I can’t help it, this office is boring. Look around!”

The human peeked outside into the halls to watch the wraith, who were currently serving their “KN shifts”. Since Kenny had the company, he required a select few of his crew to have regular shifts within the hive, and work shifts that involved the coffee operation.

“This isn’t an exactly normal working situation for wraith.” Chris continued. “We are used to plotting, aggression, physical competition, etc. All the nasty wraith things that you humans like to cringe at.”

Marielle sat at the edge of his desk, contemplating what he was telling her. “Well, you still have that stuff. Kenny didn’t ban it, this hive is as traditional as any other hive in this galaxy, except for the fact that I am here and have somewhat of a status.”

She looked up at Chris, laughing nervously as he looked her up and down with a glint in his eye.

“That’s right, you do have some kind of wraith-like status on this hive. If you didn’t the others would surely have fed on a tasty, well-fed morsel like yourself by now.” Chris hissed as he stalked closer to the confused human.

Said woman jumped off his desk with shock, eyes darting back and forth between his face and his hand. “Chris, I thought you loved me more than that…”

“I’m not going to feed on you, you insane woman!” Chris said smiling. He ruffled her hair with his non-feeding hand and rushed off to a closet at the side of his office. Coming back, he held a leather jacket, finger-guards, and a stunner in his hands.

He pulled sharpened scissors from his desk drawer and cut a good amount of fabric from the bottom and arms of the jacket. Putting the newly tailored jacket and accessories on Marielle, he stood back to admire his work.

“Now, you are ready.”



Nice fics Dray. Greg is very funny. :p

*waves* Bye for now.

:lol:

:D That was great and he got a sense of humour too. Are you wearing that coat on Atlantis? :cool:

Yeah Dray doing part 3 :D

[Draygon]

:lol: I love it. I´d like a sequel of the sequel. :D


yay! I agree! Part 3, Dray!!!! Pleeeeeeeease! :P :D *hug*



Nice sequel, Draygon! I'll add my vote: Part 3!!!!!!! :P :D



Yeah Dray doing part 3 :D

Hmm... looks like I'd better get on it then :P

[Todd's Pet]

While we wait forDray's next fic, here's the next episode of the TP's Hive saga..

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 9, Nostalgia
TP gets a little nostalgic and Steve confesses his insecurity and they find themselves even closer in the end.


Nostalgia

TP is feeling maudlin today... summer is almost over and, although she had had to work all through the summer months, many of the other worshippers are slowly going back to teaching jobs and college courses on Earth. Even some of the wraith obviously have their minds on hibernating through the winter.
She’s sitting in the empty communal worshippers’ lounge longing for the “good old days” on Steve’s old thunk hive, when Steve walks in and breaks her reveries.
“Todd not got you practicing your ‘assume your throne’ walk, then?” he laughs.
“I think he’s given up on being able to teach me to be a queen,” she sighs.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Princess” Steve laughs, “You can be a right royal pain in the ass when you feel like it!”
“Oh, very funny,” TP groans, “and it takes one to know one, Baby.”
Steve sits beside her and brushes his fingers through her hair, tucking it behind her ear so he can see her face. “What’s the matter, hon?”
“Nothing really,” TP says wistfully, “Just remembering how much fun things used to be.”
“Why so nostalgic?”
“I don’t know,” she replies honestly, “I suppose I get depressed sometimes about how transient life can be. Things change... people move on...”
“Nothing stays the same,” Steve says sympathetically.
“Yes, I know, but it would be nice if some things lasted just a little longer...”
As she leans back against Steve’s chest she can swear she can feel and smell fur... wolf fur! She turns quickly to look up at him and for a fleeting moment she sees the transparent image of a wolf’s head hovering over his face, shifting like a smoky apparition. No sooner has she seen it than it fades away – but it leaves a warm and companionable feeling in its wake.
TP recognises the wolf – it was the one who was her spirit guide many years ago back in her old life on Earth. It was like seeing an old friend again.
Completely unaware of any of this, Steve tells her, “Well, I’m not going anywhere, Princess – you’re stuck with me for the rest of your life!”
His words instantly drive away her odd mood. She realises that, even if Steve is not actually her spirit guide in another form, there is some connection between the two of them. She snuggles down into his arms and allows herself to wallow in his love.


Three days later TP, feeling much more upbeat, is singing softly to herself as she walks through the corridors of her hive. She stops short when she rounds the corner to the communal worshippers’ lounge and sees Steve sitting there alone. She stays hidden behind a pillar and watches him for a few moments, mesmerised by his beauty.
His chiselled features, so utterly perfect as if they were carved from jade; his pure white hair, so smooth it picks up every colour that pulses through the walls of the hive, and so long it hangs down his back to his waist. Her fingers itch to touch it.
Then he turns and she sees his eyes, not their usual bright sparkling amber but dark and marbled like tigers-eye... the colour they are when he’s troubled.
She bites her bottom lip.
She’s just about to go to him when he gets up and walks off in the opposite direction. Just as TP thinks he’s leaving anyway, he turns and walks back, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger, the way he does when he’s stressed.
Enough’s enough, TP thinks and steps out from her hiding place. “Okay, it’s your turn today,” she says. He stops pacing and looks at her, surprise and puzzlement in equal measure on his face. “It’s your turn to tell me what’s wrong, baby,” TP says gently, putting her hand on his arm and leading him back across to the recliner.
“Whatever makes you think anything is wrong with me?” he replies with his usual covering bluster.
“Because I know you, honey, and you’re giving off dozens of clues even without telepathy.”
“So read my mind then,” Steve sulks.
“You know I find you harder to read than anyone else,” she takes his hand in hers. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
Steve takes a long, deep breath and lets it out in an even longer sigh. Then he speaks in a rush, as if he wants to get it all out before he loses his nerve to say it: “I don’t want to share you! Michael gets to have Dray all to himself, why can’t I have you and just you without all the other wraith?”
“Oh Steve...” she sighs. “I thought you’d...”
“So did I,” he replies, looking away from her. “It’s harder than I thought it would be...”
TP squeezes Steve’s hand and says firmly and steadily, “You know that if you ask it of me, I’ll give them all up and keep only to you.”
Steve turns to look at her, his eyes soften to swirling caramel. “I know,” he says gently, “But I don’t need you to do that...”
“Then why...?”
“I just need you to know how I feel, I suppose,” he shrugs. “It’s hard for a wraith, you know...”
TP smiles and puts her hand on his face. She leans forward and kisses him, then whispers, “If things had been different I would be yours alone. You know that.”
Steve repeatedly combs the fingers of both hands through TP’s hair. “I know, Princess, I know.”
“But this thing is bigger than just the two of us,” she says, noticing his eyes brighten from toffee to gold, “We have a destiny now.”
“Damned destiny,” he tilts his head as he looks at her, “Don’t you just wish we could run away from it?”
TP pushes air through her nose in a cynical little laugh, “Don’t I just!” she agrees. “Maybe some day we might even do that, baby, just you and me!”
“I’ll hold you to that,” Steve teases, his eyes getting brighter all the while.
“And in the meantime, you know full well you get more time with me than any of the rest, even Seth – and Todd!” She smiles, happy to see his mood lifting, but then adds, suddenly serious. “You do know how special you are to me, don’t you, Steve?”
“Yes, I do. I just need to hear you say it now and then, that’s all,” he says, his eyes now back to their usual sparkling amber and, as TP snuggles into his arms, he allows himself to wallow in the security of her love.

[Todd's Pet]

And the next ep which was written by SW a while back...

TP's Hive, Season 2 , Episode 10 Aurelian's Midnight Surprise
New to TP and SW's band of wraith, Aurel finds his place in the pack and makes an good first impression on TP


Aurelian’s Midnight Surprise
By Starry Waters
Last 3 paragraphs by Todd's Pet

Reclining on a sofa with Seth draped across her like some exotic tattoo consisting of silvery white and green laced shadows, SW is watching a Primeval DVD late at night with the boys. Todd and Greg are stretched out in oversized recliners cheering on the scorpion sand creatures while SW throws popcorn at them and cheers for Nick and his team. Idly, SW toys with the silver Iratus bug pendant dangling from her neck that Seth gave her as a gift today. She flips over and demonstrates her appreciation again with a long, slow kiss. Suddenly she sits up.

“I’ve got to go talk to Aurel,” she declares as she tries to untangle herself from Seth’s arms.

“Leave the boy alone,” Todd growls. “He doesn’t need your supervision. He’ll be fine.”

SW sticks her tongue out at him. “That’s not the problem!!”

She tiptoes over to the adjoining spa between her and TP’s suites and creeps slowly across the rooms until she finally reaches TP’s bedroom. Opening the door she slips in and notices Aurelian perched precariously on the edge of the bed as Eddie, Rocky, Astor, and Steve claim the best spots closest to TP. SW shakes her head as she questions just how uncomfortable Aurel must feel that he literally remains on the outside edge of the group dynamics still. She gently bends down and kisses him until he is awake then brings him back to her rooms.

“What is it? Is something wrong?”

“No, but you have to do something about that horrible gift you gave TP!” SW chides as shows him the wonderful gift Seth gave her.

“But you said she liked art, so what’s wrong with art books?”

“It’s just not romantic, that’s the problem.”

He looks worried and shifts his weight back and forth. “She said she liked them.”

“It’s called being polite. Now this is what I want you to do….”



Leaving SW’s rooms, Aurel zips stealthily down increasingly dark and sultry corridors until he reaches the deepest bowels of the hive ship. He returns clutching a crystal orb that he carefully carries into TP’s room. Leaning over the bed, he softly touches the orb to her forehead until it turns deep, metallic lavender as it visually replicates her current mood. Stepping backwards into the center of the room, he holds the orb aloft; it hums softly before dissolving into thousands of little crystal shards, which soar upward like fireflies and become embedded within the ceiling of the bedroom, glittering there like little stars, creating a starlit ambiance in the room. Aurel smiles to himself as he watches the lighting gradually transform to a bluish- green. He knows that the colors will continue to rotate and cycle throughout the night every time her mood changes.

Returning to TP’s bed, he notices that once again he’s been allocated the bottom position in the Wraith pile, so to speak. Finally realizing how things work here, he burrows in next to TP, snuggles up next to her, and drifts asleep under the soft, shimmering lights.



TP stirs in her sleep and slips her arms around Aurel, a smile playing around her lips as he purrs gently in her ear. As her hair falls away from his face when she turns he looks up at the ceiling and sees the crystal shards shift into a soft but deep rose pink. They start to twinkle brightly just as TP begins to sleepily kiss his neck and shoulders.

He wonders briefly if perhaps she thinks he's Steve, but no longer has the thought crossed his mind than she murmurs, "I think you're going to fit in very nicely in our little group, Aurel..."

She shifts her body so that she's on top of him and as her kisses become more passionate he watches the crystals flash deepest blood red. He smiles as he entwines his hands in her hair and returns her kisses, thinking he's going to be very happy indeed living on this hive.

[Todd's Pet]

And yet another...

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 11, Sharing
TP is finally able to relax as Steve and Seth settle into sharing her and discover they have common ground wherein they find their brotherhood


Sharing


The muted sound of popcorn popping competes with TP’s soft, melodic voice as she sings to herself in her galley kitchen.
Steve and Seth wait patiently on the sofa. Seth still feels a little awkward in Steve’s company and Steve still feels vaguely hostile towards Seth. They each sit as far away as they can get from each other on the big, squashy leather sofa.
Remembering his promise to TP, however, Steve makes the first attempt at conversation. “I thought I’d never see her happy again,” he says.
“It is indeed good to see her so relaxed,” Seth agrees.
They lapse back into silence.
After a few awkward minutes, Steve tries again, “So, how long have you been a Commander?”
“Almost four hundred years,” Seth replies.
“Young...” Steve sighs. He hates trying to make small talk. “So...” he persists, fishing around for a topic, “How many worshippers have you had?”
“I’ve never had a worshipper...” Seth says honestly.
“None? None at all?”
Seth notices that Steve looks oddly relieved to hear this and he senses that this is the moment to make an attempt to reach this strangely aloof wraith. He decides it’s now or never. “Nor any other mating relationship for that matter,” he confesses. “I suppose that’s why I’m happy to share. I don’t really know what’s normal and what isn’t. I just take my cues from TP.”
Both Seth and Steve are aware of a sensation like a wall crumbling between them. Steve feels strangely compelled to offload his emotional baggage to this wraith who seems far more astute than his young years.
“I had one other worshipper once, a long time ago now,” Steve says wistfully, “She was stunningly beautiful and I was too young to know any better. I adored her and tried to keep her all to myself.”
“Understandable,” Seth encourages.
“But she wasn’t content with someone as junior as me.” Steve sighs. “She left me for my Commander.”
“Ouch,” Seth winces in sympathy.
“I know...” Steve gives an embarrassed little smile. “I told everyone I threw her out, but I don’t think anyone believed me.”
“But TP won’t leave you,” Seth offers, “Why would she?”
Steve just shrugs feeling oddly self-conscious.
“I can sense how deeply you feel about her... but you’re not the only one who loves her.” Steve sighs and Seth adds. “I don’t know about you but I love her enough that I’d rather share her than not have her at all.”


TP wanders back into her lounge, a pint carton of chocolate ice cream in one hand, a bowl of toffee popcorn in the other and a spoon held between her teeth.
She flops down on the couch between Steve and Seth, puts the bowl, tub and spoon down on the table, then presses a key in a recessed panel at the side. Instantly the huge flat screen TV springs to life.
“You boys are gonna love this movie,” she says cheerfully, “You’ll both want to be Edward by the time it’s finished.”
Steve and Seth move over toward the middle of the sofa and she snuggles down between the two of them, clearly happy and relaxed.
“I’ll be anyone for you,” Steve says.
“Do you want us to be someone else?” Seth asks, puzzled.
“Absolutely not!” TP laughs, kissing the end of Seth’s nose and then Steve’s, “I like you both far too much just the way you are.”
Steve and Seth look at each other over the top of TP’s head and suddenly everything clicks into place. They each put an arm around her and, as their arms link across her shoulders, they wink at each other, brothers at last because of their love for the same woman.

[Todd's Pet]

Yeah, okay the idea of illustrating as I go along didn't work... it seems I;m either grabbed by the writing muse or the drawing muse, but they never seem to turn up together! :S

I have 3 more TP's Hive eps ready... I'll post them tomorrow;)

Then I have a couple of more normal fanfics I need to get out of my system (yes,I know the writing muse has been busy recently!) :mckay:

THEN, soon - I promise, Ciannwn! - I'll start ilustrating some of these minific eps! :D

[Draco-Stellaris]

Love the new fics, TP. And of course, SW's fic too! :D

The not-quite-so-small small talk between Steve and Seth is brilliant! :D

I'm looking forward to read the next three episodes.


btw I'm off for today. *big hugs* See you tomorrow!

[Draygon]

:D Love them all TP! Can't wait for more :D

[Draygon]

Love the new fics, TP. And of course, SW's fic too! :D

The not-quite-so-small small talk between Steve and Seth is brilliant! :D

I'm looking forward to read the next three episodes.


btw I'm off for today. *big hugs* See you tomorrow!
Night DS

[Todd's Pet]

Love the new fics, TP. And of course, SW's fic too! :D

The not-quite-so-small small talk between Steve and Seth is brilliant! :D

I'm looking forward to read the next three episodes.


btw I'm off for today. *big hugs* See you tomorrow!


:D Love them all TP! Can't wait for more :D

Thank you both! :D :o

I;m sure glad Steve and Seth have managed to put their differences aside! :D

Nigth DS, sweet wraithie dreams and TTYL *blows kisses to Rhys and Tommy* :D

[ciannwn]

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 9, Nostalgia
TP gets a little nostalgic and Steve confesses his insecurity and they find themselves even closer in the end.

I love the mystical touch in this one.


And the next ep which was written by SW a while back...

I've had this story saved for ages waiting for the right time to put it on the website. Has SW ever thought of writing any more?


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 11, Sharing

I particularly like this one because it reveals why Steve has insecurities.


I have 3 more TP's Hive eps ready... I'll post them tomorrow

I'll try and get some of your new fics on the website before I go on holiday but it depends on how much time I have in between cleaning and jotting down notes for my own fic before I forget what I'm trying to say.


THEN, soon - I promise, Ciannwn! - I'll start ilustrating some of these minific eps! :D

Just do them when the drawing muse grabs you.

[Todd's Pet]

Hi Ciannwn... donlt worry about my fics while you;re getting ready fro your holiday - they can wait! I have multiple back ups so they're not going anywhere! So enjoy your hol! :P :D

I;m hoping SW will write more - she has a fab Eddie story on her dA account - it's very wraithie, I think you'd like it, Ciannwn. But she's back at work today :( so she may not have much time for a while.

The one that reveals Steve's insecurites... SW suggested I write a fic about this... so watch this space and Steve may reveal more of his history - you might even end up feeling sorry for my poor baby! :D

Yep, I think it's easier to go with the flow - atm the writing muse just wonlt let go of me and I;ve written heaps in just the last 2 weeks! :S

[Gatecat]

Great fics again TP. :) I probably won´t get any sleep, because I´ll be too excited about the next three eps now. :o

[ciannwn]

I;m hoping SW will write more - she has a fab Eddie story on her dA account - it's very wraithie, I think you'd like it, Ciannwn. But she's back at work today :( so she may not have much time for a while.

I found the link to her account on her siggie and have just read it. I really do like it and hope she gets time to write more before too long.


The one that reveals Steve's insecurites... SW suggested I write a fic about this... so watch this space and Steve may reveal more of his history - you might even end up feeling sorry for my poor baby! :D

I hope you do include more of his history so I can understand him better.


Yep, I think it's easier to go with the flow - atm the writing muse just wonlt let go of me and I;ve written heaps in just the last 2 weeks! :S

Neo and Fred have asked me to write about the relationships they have with Ciannwn now. I haven't a clue where this fic's going to end up, though. :D

[MCH]

Great stories TP keep em coming.

MCH

PS I had real problems again getting on too GW. Appartently too many guests on line.

[Draygon]

Great stories TP keep em coming.

MCH

PS I had real problems again getting on too GW. Appartently too many guests on line.
:S Oh not again!

[MCH]

:S Oh not again!

Yeah and it driving me crazy plus my internet connection been playing up at home all day.
Also the weather has been hot muggy given me headache, oh yeah and I might as well finish this rant my back hurts.

Think that's about it.

MCH

Night DS

[Draygon]

Yeah and it driving me crazy plus my internet connection been playing up at home all day.
Also the weather has been hot muggy given me headache, oh yeah and I might as well finish this rant my back hurts.

Think that's about it.

MCH

Night DS
:P Ranting is good.

[MCH]

:P Ranting is good.

I feel like Wraithing my connection, but I don't think the boys would like the taste.

MCH

[Draygon]

I feel like Wraithing my connection, but I don't think the boys would like the taste.

MCH
:P Might be a bit shocking.

[MCH]

:P Might be a bit shocking.

But I'd be happy.

OK just in case I don't get back tomorrow I'll post the rest of A Wraith Life Begins.

MCH

[MCH]

Part 2 of A Wraith’s Life Begins.

Ok here it is. SGA didn't tell us much about the hive mind or birth pods. So I've tried to do this to satisfy myself really. This is about a hive that would have been in SGA so it is not like a Kenny or Boris hives as in WWA.

Part 2 of A Wraith’s Life Begins

During the periods when the Queen was not educating her daughter, the female thought a lot about what she been told, it would have been good to talk to someone else, but this was information for a Queen to be only. The male was more interested in how things worked and for whom they worked. He realised the officers had a different roles to the drones. He’d noticed that drones thoughts where more sluggish, they acted on officers commands so more thoughts went to the drones than the drones sent back. The drones thoughts rippled slower through the hive mind, and their thoughts had no name colours or the facial tattoos to identify who they where like the officers.

One day the female and male where rudely awakened by a terrible commotion there was a lot shouting and a snarling sounds. What was happening? The other pods for the warriors Wraith where birthing their occupants, once out of their pods they where directed with abrupt hand gestures and snarls by Wraith officers to a room to clean off the pod fluid, clothed and fed human food by the hive’s Worshippers. They where then sent to their own part of the hive away from the adults Wraith otherwise they could become a snack for one of the adults. Over next few days the hive mind became more crowded with the new arrivals but the female and the male where not frighten by the hurly burly of the youngest thoughts racing around, and everybody else’s thoughts had problems trying to reach the right destination that was until the Senior Commander lost his temper and paid a bad tempered visit to the younger Wraith quarters. The Hive mind calmed down after that and life carried on as usual, so the female and male where able to carried on with their studies. Going in the Hive mind was important for the female she needed to be able to dominate and not be frightened if she was to become a Queen of a hive. But what was unusual the Second noticed was that wherever she went in the Hive mind the young male followed and leant valuable lessons on command and control which should stand him in good stead for his later life. Quiet had returned to the birth pod deck after all the warriors had left their pods and the drones had removed the discarded pods from the deck. But the pods where not wasted they where reabsorbed by the hive ship and would be recycled as and when the Hive needed.

It was very quiet in the birth pod deck now, the female still like to spend hours or days at a time in her pod just thinking. Time had no meaning while in the pod. She could slip easily into the hive mind and she was often followed by the male. The Second was concerned; he noticed that the female and male where very comfortable in the Hive mind. He noticed that they where starting to recognise the name colours of the owners who thoughts that moved through the Hive mind. Some of the thoughts zipped quickly pass them, or flit around the Hive mind these where often thoughts of young Wraith. Adult’s thoughts had more discipline to them, they went straight backwards and forwards between the Hive Officers. The Second knew that safe was not a good thing for them to feel for in a hive. Wraith where not naturally sociably, they where born survivors and would fight for their survival. The female and the male where in the hive mind and where venturing further away from the edges of the Hive mind, watching and listening to the activities in the mind. When they noticed a strong thought with a name colour of mostly silver the facial tattoo was a meteorite. The silvery thought appeared to be surrounded by 4 other thoughts that swirled and seemed to be trying to overwhelm the silvery thought. The thoughts would dart in and away, one of the attacking thought bounced off another thought the female knew it belonged to the Senior Commander the darting thoughts became more agitated around the senior Commander and the silvery thought. The Hive mind became still as the Senior Commander and the silvery thought snuffed out 2 of the thoughts. It became even stiller as the Queen arrived and dealt with the 2 reminding thoughts. Her fury swept through Hive mind and it emptied very quickly. The two youngsters fled back to their pods. This was where the Second found them they where very quiet as they absorbed the lesson that the Hive was not safe. When they came back to the hive mind the Second noted that the female was now interested in watching how the Hive interacted, how the Queen ruled and commanded the males of the hive, while the young male was mainly interested in scientific information, but when they returned to their pods they’d compared what they learnt. Second in Command was pleased with their progress, after assessing the lessons learnt and lessons still needed to be learnt once it was time to leave the pod.

Time in the pod for both of them seemed to go on for ever, but all things come to an end. Then came a day when the female felt uncomfortable and she felt the pod was cramped she couldn’t move around. She didn’t want to go into the hive mind. She could sense movements outside the pod. She couldn’t see the junior Wraith officer who’d been studying the two pods before him, he nodded it would not be long now. The pods where straining to hold the occupants. The female and the young scientist male had been in the pods the longest as Queens to be and scientist Wraith take longer to mature than warriors.

He was joined by the Second in Command he snarled respectively “Not yet Commander an other hour. I have informed the Queen”. He looked sidewise at the Commander; the junior Officer had wisely not got involved in the terrible fights that the Second had survived recently. Four Wraith officers had challenged him for his position as a future Senior Hive Commander to the new Queen to be. He heard there had been a terrible fight on the feeding deck where the four Wraiths had mounted an attack on him. It was a particularly nasty fight in which the senior Commander had got involved he’d dealt with one Wraith, the Second got another Wraith. Then a very angry Queen had violently stepped in and dispatched 2 of the Wraith challengers herself. Her comments to the Hive mind ensured that for now the fighting stopped as none of the Wraith would be stupid enough to cross their enraged Queen, the Senior Commander or the Second.

The young male was restless he wanted out of the pod to, it was cramped and he couldn’t move and the pod sides shuck to his skin. He suddenly realized that the feeding tubes where no longer attached to him he knew he had to get out but how. Finally he slashed at the pod skin with his nails on his hands and feet; he managed to cut the pod open and slide out and landed on his feet onto the deck in front of the Second and the junior officer. The junior officer on the command of the Second started to escort the young male to the room to be cleaned clothed and fed. In the female’s pod she’d also wanted out, the feeding tubes had also detached from her, she was trying to use her nails to cut her way out of the pod. She suddenly sensed that the young male was having strange thoughts he was concentrating on put one foot in front of the other. She realised he was not in his pod so she redoubled her efforts to cut her way through the pod skin. She succeeds just as the young male passed her pod she slide out and landed at the junior officer feet. He bowed to her and extended his non feeding hand to help her up. As she stood up she saw the young male and a much taller Officer. He wore a long black coat which had a silvery sheen to it and his face had a silver tattoo of a meteorite over his right eye. She acknowledges his bow and allowed him to escort her to the room where Worshippers where waiting for her and the male to arrive to be cleaned clothed and fed.

Up in the Queens private room she permitted herself a smile of self satisfaction the daughter the future scientist had arrived and they had meet their future Senior Commander for the hive she was planning. She started to plan for their future training as her female Worshipper brushed her hair. It was probably best that she didn’t know that her plans wouldn’t happen, that she’d not see them grow to maturity. But because of her orders to the Second in Commander they would survive and with the help of a human from Earth would find a new home on a Hive not far from the City of Atlantis. It would be the human who’d give them the names they would be known by. Silver the Wraith Commander, Adam the scientist to be and Eve the Queen who could have been.


MCH

[ciannwn]

Part 2 of A Wraith’s Life Begins.

Ok here it is. SGA didn't tell us much about the hive mind or birth pods. So I've tried to do this to satisfy myself really. This is about a hive that would have been in SGA so it is not like a Kenny or Boris hives as in WWA.

This is a wonderfully imaginative approach.

Sorry if my comment isn't very inspiring - I'm feeling brain dead now because it's gone midnight.

Both parts of the story will go on one web page but it will probably go up after I'm back from holiday.

[MCH]

This is a wonderfully imaginative approach.

Sorry if my comment isn't very inspiring - I'm feeling brain dead now because it's gone midnight.

Both parts of the story will go on one web page but it will probably go up after I'm back from holiday.


Thank you, your not the only one feeling tried. Me too. I hope to get on line tomorrow but if I'm not well it could be computer problems again.

So sorry Mar if I'm not here, left you a post on Kenny's thread.

Good night hope you all have sweet wraithy dreams.

MCH

[Draygon]

Well, as a morning treat, here is the much demanded sequel's sequel :P

Five friends get caught in a sudden downpour at the Fringe.

Street Wise

“Who’s idea was this?”

“We’re in Scotland, Steve. In Scotland it rains.”

The five of them stood huddled under an umbrella. Well, four, since Greg had decided he didn’t mind getting wet. The rain had come on suddenly, and while most people on the Royal Mile had dived for cover, there were still a few that remained out indifferent to the weather.

“Do we have to stand here?” moaned Steve again. “We’re getting soaked!”

Dray glared at him. “This is where I arranged to meet my parents. No one’s forcing you to stand here and wait with us.”

“But you’re the one with the umbrella!”

“It’s not that bad Steve,” Greg called out. “Just imagine it’s a shower.”

Steve grumbled and pulled TP closer to protect her from the rain.

“Look, I don’t mind letting you three have the umbrella,” offered Michael. “I don’t mind getting wet.”

“No, honestly Michael, you don’t have to…”

“Hey, look at this!”

They all turned to look at what Greg was indicating. A woman stood, dressed in white, with a white wig and face paint. She was standing immobile on a small podium with a box with some change in it on the ground.

“She’s not moved for ages.”

“She’s a living statue.”

“Why would you want to have a living statue on the street?”

“No,” explained TP, “people dress up like that and stand around like statues to earn some money from people. Give her some change and she’ll move.”

Greg looked pleadingly at Dray, who was already fishing for her purse in her bag. Taking the proffered coinage, he put it in the box in front of the podium. The white woman, smiling like a china doll, moved like a clockwork figurine and offered her hand to Greg. Both bowed slightly to each other before the woman froze in a new position and Greg returned to the others.

“She’s nice.”

“She’s also under shelter,” grumbled Steve.

“Okay,” snapped Dray. “If you’re going to moan…” Stalking out from under the umbrella’s protection, deaf to Michael’s protests on the matter, and into a nearby shop.

“What’s all that about?” asked TP, concerned.

“I don’t know,” sighed Michael. “I sometimes have a hard time keeping up with her impulses.”

“Well I’m sure –“ TP stopped speaking as Dray exited the shop and handed something to Steve with a triumphant air.

“Better now?” she asked as Steve opened the large tartan umbrella.

“Yes thank you,” said Steve, “except the rain seems to be stopping now.”

With groans and laughter from all in the group, the white woman smiled slightly and did her best to retain her composure.

[ciannwn]

Well, as a morning treat, here is the much demanded sequel's sequel :P

Five friends get caught in a sudden downpour at the Fringe.

Street Wise

:lol: That was fun.

Am trying to imagine Steve holding a tartan umbrella.

[Draygon]

:lol: That was fun.

Am trying to imagine Steve holding a tartan umbrella.
:D Thanks Ciannwn. Would make an intersting image :P

[Gatecat]

Part 2 of A Wraith’s Life Begins.

Ok here it is. SGA didn't tell us much about the hive mind or birth pods. So I've tried to do this to satisfy myself really. This is about a hive that would have been in SGA so it is not like a Kenny or Boris hives as in WWA.

MCH

I love it. It´s wonderfull written. :)


Well, as a morning treat, here is the much demanded sequel's sequel :P

Five friends get caught in a sudden downpour at the Fringe.

Street Wise


Lol, poor Steve. :D
May I request a sequel of the sequel of the sequel? :o

[Draygon]

I love it. It´s wonderfull written. :)



Lol, poor Steve. :D
May I request a sequel of the sequel of the sequel? :o
:rolleyes: We'll have to see what the voting's like :P

[MCH]

Well, as a morning treat, here is the much demanded sequel's sequel :P

Five friends get caught in a sudden downpour at the Fringe.

Edinburgh in the rain, lovely. Like your sequel's sequel. Did Steve like his tarten umbrella?

Thank you I enjoyed the morning treat.

MCH.

PS What happened next?

[ciannwn]

:rolleyes: We'll have to see what the voting's like :P

**Chants** Sock Puppets, Sock Puppets, Sock Puppets.

I want to know what Steve, Michael and Greg would think of them. :D

[Draygon]

**Chants** Sock Puppets, Sock Puppets, Sock Puppets.

I want to know what Steve, Michael and Greg would think of them. :D
*faceplam* :P

[Gatecat]

:rolleyes: We'll have to see what the voting's like :P


**Chants** Sock Puppets, Sock Puppets, Sock Puppets.

I want to know what Steve, Michael and Greg would think of them. :D

What about One Man Lord of the Rings? :D
:rolleyes: :o

[MCH]

What about One Man Lord of the Rings? :D
:rolleyes: :o

Or Three Wraith In A Boat ;)

MCH

[ciannwn]

Or Three Wraith In A Boat ;)

MCH

Is that supposed to be after a particularly heavy downpour? :eek:

[MCH]

Is that supposed to be after a particularly heavy downpour? :eek:

:o Err no got my city's mixed up Stratford Upon Avon has a river, don't think Edinburgh does. At least I don't thing it does.:S

MCH

[rora'sPA]

TP: Love the fics, it's good to get to know a bit of Steve's history, poor baby :(
MCH: I live all the detail you give about the birthing pods and the auras :)
Dray: Hmm.. Steve and tartan :S Mind you he did want out of the rain :p

[MCH]

TP: Love the fics, it's good to get to know a bit of Steve's history, poor baby :(
MCH: I live all the detail you give about the birthing pods and the auras :)
Dray: Hmm.. Steve and tartan :S Mind you he did want out of the rain :p

Thank you, I always wanted to work out how a hive mind could worked. Also if while in the pod the developing Wraith could use the hive mind.
Seeing as SGA didn't tell us or didn't have the time to do so. :( I like to sort out in my mind what could happen.

MCH

[Todd's Pet]

@PA: Thanks! You may well get a bit more of Steve's history, actually - what started out as a plot device is turning into its own story in my head. Methinks now it's out and Steve realises it's getting him sympathy he's decided to 'fess up everything! ;) :D

@MCH: I really like that story and one little remark in it about telepathically id-ing wraith from their facial tatts got me thinking... are Steve, Greg and Michael the only ones who have no face tatts? Why, I wonder? At first I thought Steve didn't because he seems quite young, but Greg is meant to be at least as old as Todd, if not older, so bang goes that theory! :S

@Dray: The Wraith In A Boat! Yay! That ought to make a good fic! :D
Steve: :rolleyes: must you encourage them, Princess?

[rora'sPA]

@PA: Thanks! You may well get a bit more of Steve's history, actually - what started out as a plot device is turning into its own story in my head. Methinks now it's out and Steve realises it's getting him sympathy he's decided to 'fess up everything! ;) :D

@MCH: I really like that story and one little remark in it about telepathically id-ing wraith from their facial tatts got me thinking... are Steve, Greg and Michael the only ones who have no face tatts? Why, I wonder? At first I thought Steve didn't because he seems quite young, but Greg is meant to be at least as old as Todd, if not older, so bang goes that theory! :S

@Dray: The Wraith In A Boat! Yay! That ought to make a good fic! :D
Steve: :rolleyes: must you encourage them, Princess?

I'm sure he'll love all the attention his heartbreal will bring hi, :p
Craig: Damn, why can't I have a sob story?! :rolleyes:

Shawn didn't have tattoos either, and I think he was meant to be quite old, though not as old as Todd and greg :o

Steve and water? He's bad enough about rain, what if he falls in?! :eek:

[MCH]

@PA: Thanks! You may well get a bit more of Steve's history, actually - what started out as a plot device is turning into its own story in my head. Methinks now it's out and Steve realises it's getting him sympathy he's decided to 'fess up everything! ;) :D

@MCH: I really like that story and one little remark in it about telepathically id-ing wraith from their facial tatts got me thinking... are Steve, Greg and Michael the only ones who have no face tatts? Why, I wonder? At first I thought Steve didn't because he seems quite young, but Greg is meant to be at least as old as Todd, if not older, so bang goes that theory! :S

@Dray: The Wraith In A Boat! Yay! That ought to make a good fic! :D
Steve: :rolleyes: must you encourage them, Princess?

Why don't you ask Steve and Greg? I smell a story TP.:p TP should find out why.

Could be Greg don't want one? Nobody could mistake him in a hive mind.:D

Steve he may feel he beautiful enough.:cool:

Er Michael not sure maybe with all the research he was involved with he did have the time.:)
MCH

[Todd's Pet]

Ooops, I forgot about Shawn :o Sorry Shawn... forgive me? :o

Greg is indeed unmistakable! :D Perhaps it was a fashion that started after poor Greg got stranded! Now that "Stephie" rescued him from that planet he;s probably COVERED in tattoos from head to toe by now!!!! :P

Steve is indeed beautiful enough without a face tatt... although he does have that lovely lo-o-o-o-ong, sensuous line of tattoos a-a-a-a-a-all the way down his body... :D

Talking of... Steve is fine with water... in fact he's very sexy when he's all wet... or is that just when he's nekkid in the shower with me? ;) :D :P

[Todd's Pet]

Craig Baby, you are way too happy a wraith to have a sob story! :P
However, if you'd like to let me get to know you a little better some day, I could tell your story... ;)

On the other hand, perhaps PA would prefer to do that herself? :P

[MCH]

Ooops, I forgot about Shawn :o Sorry Shawn... forgive me? :o

Greg is indeed unmistakable! :D Perhaps it was a fashion that started after poor Greg got stranded! Now that "Stephie" rescued him from that planet he;s probably COVERED in tattoos from head to toe by now!!!! :P

Steve is indeed beautiful enough without a face tatt... although he does have that lovely lo-o-o-o-ong, sensuous line of tattoos a-a-a-a-a-all the way down his body... :D

Talking of... Steve is fine with water... in fact he's very sexy when he's all wet... or is that just when he's nekkid in the shower with me? ;) :D :P

:indeed: :D

MCH

[rora'sPA]

Steve is indeed beautiful enough without a face tatt... although he does have that lovely lo-o-o-o-ong, sensuous line of tattoos a-a-a-a-a-all the way down his body... :D

Talking of... Steve is fine with water... in fact he's very sexy when he's all wet... or is that just when he's nekkid in the shower with me? ;) :D :P
LMAO! But that's when he actually wants to get wet, rain is another matter :p

Craig Baby, you are way too happy a wraith to have a sob story! :P
However, if you'd like to let me get to know you a little better some day, I could tell your story... ;)

On the other hand, perhaps PA would prefer to do that herself? :P

Craig: :o I think PA would rather I tell her, but you can inspect my tattoos again some time :D

[Todd's Pet]

That's what i thought, Craig - but you know that tattoo inspection is always an option... after all as a hive queen I need to get lots of practice at inspecting my troops - you can make sure I have the right technique, Babe!!!!! ;) :D :D :D

[rora'sPA]

That's what i thought, Craig - but you know that tattoo inspection is always an option... after all as a hive queen I need to get lots of practice at inspecting my troops - you can make sure I have the right technique, Babe!!!!! ;) :D :D :D

Craig: :D Well I'm visiting Boris's hive tonight because Dray said kit's going to be around... I'm going to see whether I can deal with small Wraith :S Maybe I can come over another night though, you could give me a massage for a change ;)

[Todd's Pet]

Craig: :D Well I'm visiting Boris's hive tonight because Dray said kit's going to be around... I'm going to see whether I can deal with small Wraith :S Maybe I can come over another night though, you could give me a massage for a change ;)

It;s a date, Sugar! :D

[rora'sPA]

It;s a date, Sugar! :D

PA: Craig, what am I going to do with you, you flirt? :p
Craig: :o Sell me off to the highest bidder? :p Only joking :D

[Draygon]

:S Have to leave for a bit. My laptop's playing up again... Be back when I can!

[rora'sPA]

:S Have to leave for a bit. My laptop's playing up again... Be back when I can!

Oh dear, hope it's sorted soon :o

[MCH]

Oh dear, hope it's sorted soon :o

So do I, that happened to me yesterday.:(

So I'm looking after Kit on Boris hive.:) don't worry Dray we've not crashed the car to much with Speaky too much.:D

[MCH]

Just going off for a while. Exercise time for foot shoulder. Be back later

[rora'sPA]

Just going off for a while. Exercise time for foot shoulder. Be back later

Bye, TTYL :)

[Draco-Stellaris]

Love the new fics, MCH and Dray! :D

More? :D :D :D

[Draygon]

Love the new fics, MCH and Dray! :D

More? :D :D :D
:P More?! At this rate I'll be writing nothing but mini fics :P

[Draco-Stellaris]

:P More?! At this rate I'll be writing nothing but mini fics :P

:eek: No! You still need to continue your other fics! And write Kit's fic! :eek:

[Draygon]

:eek: No! You still need to continue your other fics! And write Kit's fic! :eek:
:P Make your mind up!

[MCH]

:P Make your mind up!

Look like DS did, she wants Kit fics, Michael fics, Edinburgh fics, hope I not missed any other fic types? Nope that do for starters.:D

[Draco-Stellaris]

Look like DS did, she wants Kit fics, Michael fics, Edinburgh fics, hope I not missed any other fic types? Nope that do for starters.:D

Plus the continuation of Friends and Enemies and Together we stand! :P

[MCH]

Plus the continuation of Friends and Enemies and Together we stand! :P

Oh sorry I forgot those:D so think that'll be enough for you Dray?????:p

[Draygon]

*headdesk*

[rora'sPA]

*headdesk*

Craig: Fairy cake to keep your energy up Dray? :) *holds out said cake*

[Draco-Stellaris]

*headdesk*


Craig: Fairy cake to keep your energy up Dray? :) *holds out said cake*

Rhys: I could offer another kind of energy. :D *waves his right hand at Dray*

[Draygon]

Craig: Fairy cake to keep your energy up Dray? :) *holds out said cake*
*takes fairy cake*
Looks like you lot would prefer me to write rather than Role-play :P

[rora'sPA]

Rhys: I could offer another kind of energy. :D *waves his right hand at Dray*
Craig: :rolleyes: Even I'm not that persistent! :p

*takes fairy cake*
Looks like you lot would prefer me to write rather than Role-play :P

No, we want you to multi-multi-task :p

[MCH]

*takes fairy cake*
Looks like you lot would prefer me to write rather than Role-play :P

NO no gotta do that too;). Dray:D :D

[Draco-Stellaris]

Craig: :rolleyes: Even I'm not that persistent! :p

Rhys: I'm aiming to please. :cool:


No, we want you to multi-multi-task :p

I second that. :D

[Draygon]

*sigh* I'll get on with stuff then will I?

[rora'sPA]

*sigh* I'll get on with stuff then will I?

Aurora: Maybe if you ask Michael very nicely he'll rub your shoulders for you, the shoulders hold a lot of tension :o

[Todd's Pet]

:P More?! At this rate I'll be writing nothing but mini fics :P

Know the feeling!! :P

[Todd's Pet]

OK, I've got 4 minifics for you tonight, cos I wrote another one today about Steve's history. So without further ado...

[Draygon]

Know the feeling!! :P
:P I will never bother you for fics again (much :D)

[MCH]

Just going off for an hours. Will be back later to read TP mini pics. Hurray.

MCH

[Todd's Pet]

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 12, Howling At The Storm

Eddie gets excited about something he knows TP will love and she discovers something special she can share with The Three Degrees

Howling At The Storm


TP is really starting to relax, pleased that Steve and Seth are not only no longer competing with each other but actually seem to be getting along quite well.
Then there’s Todd, calm and his old self again since he brought her round on the thorny matter of S&P... she’s still amazed at how much closer the bond between them has been since then.
Dear Greg and Aurel are finding their place in their happy little band too. Greg is taking his Second in Command position very seriously indeed and, while still the sunniest wraith in the galaxy, he’s showing everyone a side they didn’t know existed. Todd says Greg will go far and TP couldn’t be more proud of him.
Aurel is becoming quite the healer; when SW discovered his affinity with crystals, she unleashed a deep reservoir of spiritual healing powers that he’s now putting to good use on wraith and worshippers alike. As a result, Aurel’s confidence is growing by the day and TP reckons that, before long, he’ll create the most laid back, karmically calm hive in the entire cosmos!
But Eddie, Rocky and Astor worry her...
Eddie has always been SW’s favourite and TP feels a little guilty about that. But Eddie never seemed to mind until now. And other than being Eddie’s pod brothers, Rocky and Astor don’t seem to have found their place in their group yet.
She really must find a way to put that right.


TP is sitting mulling over her thoughts at the wraith computer terminal in her lounge, trying to come up with ways to show Eddie how special he is to her and to bring Rocky and Astor into the fold, so to speak.
She almost jumps when Eddie comes barrelling into her quarters. “You have to come and see this, Baby!” he yells, bouncing around the room with excitement.
“But, I have work...” TP indicates the reports lying on her desk.
“Never mind them!” Eddie says impatiently, “They can wait! This can’t!” He grabs her by the hand and drags her out of her room. “Come on, Baby, you can’t miss this!”


TP lets Eddie haul her down the corridor at break neck speed and then bundle her through the star gate. She’s puzzled when they emerge in SW’s apartment on Earth... until, that is, she hears a crash of thunder so loud the windows vibrate, followed almost immediately by the biggest fork of lightning she’s ever seen in her life.
Before they have time to do anything, Rocky and Astor appear at the door, both soaked through to the skin but grinning from ear to ear.
“We’re up on the roof!” Rocky laughs, “The view is amazing!”
“We picked the best vantage spot for you, TP!” Astor says triumphantly.
“How am I going to get up on the roof?” TP points out. Before she’s even finished talking Eddie grabs her arm and spins her around, lifting her onto his back like she weighed no more than a feather.
“Hang on tight, Cupcake!” he yells, rushing out into the maelstrom.


TP knows better than to argue with Eddie so she does indeed hang on tight, her arms wrapped around his neck like her life depended on it... which, she thinks, it may well do, as she tries not to look below them while Eddie scales the outside of the building with ease.
He sets her down once they get on the roof and the three of them turn their backs to TP and form a circle around her, “Just in case we get struck by lightning, Honey-Pie!” Rocky tells her.
By now TP is already soaked to the skin even through her wraith coat – she can feel the cool rainwater running down her back inside her clothes, water is streaming down her face and dripping off her nose and chin like mini waterfalls and her hair is whipping around her head in the wind like wet seaweed.
Another rumble of thunder almost deafens her and the flash of lightning illuminates the three wraith surrounding her until they’re no more than silhouettes.


Suddenly she realises that this is it. No other wraith she knows but these three would dream of putting her in this position – let alone knowing that she would absolutely love it!
“Isn’t this great, Sugar-Plum?” Astor shouts gleefully, his expression clearly showing he already knows she agrees.
The three of them are laughing, hooting, snarling and growling with every roll of thunder and flash of lightning, as if challenging the storm to throw even more at them.
With an overwhelming sense of freedom and joy, TP throws her head back and howls with complete abandon. Her voice starts as a deep throaty growl and ascends to a high-pitched banshee keen, like a wolf baying at the moon.
The three wraith turn and look at her and, if it were at all possible, their grins grow even wider as all three join in.
The storm rises to the challenge and throws everything Nature has at them as TP and her Three Degrees stand on the rooftop all through the night, joyfully howling at the storm.

[Todd's Pet]

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 13, Confession

Steve's story helps him bond with Seth and lets TP understand why he is so possessive of her

Confession


The boys decide to give TP some pampering so, while Steve lavishes TP’s hair with his secret formula conditioner, she allows Seth to practice his first manicure on her.
“What colour nail polish?” he asks her.
“Black!” Steve answers for her. “When have you ever seen her with anything else?”
“The dark green is nice,” Seth volunteers, “It has sparkly bits. Very wraithie!”
“Okay,” TP replies, “Let’s try something different!”
Seth picks out the green polish and starts to carefully paint it onto her long fingernails. TP stifles a giggle when she spots the tip of his tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth as he concentrates on keeping the polish only on her nails.
“I know you like the black, Baby,” TP says to Steve, “You don’t mind do you?”
“Course not,” Steve says honestly. He looks down at TP’s hand. “He’s right actually, it does look good.”


TP decides now is the time, while Steve is relaxed and happy. As casually as she can manage, she says “So, Steve, tell me about this worshipper you had once...”
“You were eavesdropping!”
TP blushes and Seth keeps his head down. Without looking up from painting TP’s nails, he says quietly, “You know her better than me... you didn’t really expect her NOT to listen, did you? Besides, she ought to know, you know...”
Steve sighs. “Yes, I suppose so,” he says. He puts the hairbrush down and settles himself in the recliner next to TP. “Comfy?” She nods. “Then I’ll begin. Once upon a time...”
“Ooh, a fairy story! Does it have a happy ending?” TP teases.
“I’m afraid not.”
“Will it last through two coats of nail polish?” Seth asks cheekily. Steve nudges Seth in the shoulder. “You’re lucky that didn’t smudge her nails, Steve, or your life wouldn’t be worth living!”
“Will you two stop bickering?” TP laughs. She snuggles down in Steve’s arms and says, “Go on, Baby, tell me the story.”


“Well, I was very young, even younger than Seth,” Steve taunts but notices that little half smile of Seth’s twitching at the corner of his mouth. “Too young to have a worshipper really, but it was love at first sight. She was stunningly beautiful; tall and strong, slim but well muscled with long dark red hair and eyes full of mischief,” Steve remembers.
“Sounds familiar...” Seth mutters without looking up.
Steve squints sideways at TP then says, “Okay, so I like warrior princess types with red hair.”
“Never mind him, Steve,” TP sticks her tongue out at Seth, “Go on.”
“I have to admit I was amazed when she said she was willing to be with me. Worshippers are hard enough to find at the best of times, but willing ones who are also gorgeous are like hen’s teeth!”
“Ahem...” TP says, digging Steve in the ribs.
“It was a long time ago, Princess, things were different back then.”
“Now we have a whole hive full of gorgeous, willing worshippers!” Seth pipes up just a tad too cheerfully for TP’s liking.
“Anyway, where was I?” Steve says.
“She was gorgeous and willing,” TP says rolling her eyes.
“Yes, she was! I was bowled over, actually.”
“Well, you ARE kind of beautiful yourself, Baby, so why wouldn’t she be?”
“Like I said, I was very young; I didn’t know yet how gorgeous I am.”
Seth snorts and a streak of forest green nail polish splashes across TP’s hand. “Sorry, Pumpkin,” Seth says and dabs it off with a remover soaked cotton tip as TP playfully cuffs him on the shoulder.
“Do you two want to hear this story or not?” Steve pouts.
TP kisses Steve’s cheek. “We’re listening, honey, really we are. You were young and naïve and bowled over that this beautiful woman wanted to worship you...”


“Well, naturally she caught the eye of virtually every wraith on the hive and I was insanely jealous, so I kept her all to myself. But she seemed to like that, we were happy. Or so I thought...”
“What happened?”
“We had a change of Command on the hive,” Steve explains. “The standing Commander was a gnarled, ugly old brute but he was fair and everyone respected him. But there was this one wraith who was too ambitious to be happy to follow orders even from a good Commander, so he took over the hive.”
“He killed the standing Commander?” TP asks wide-eyed.
“That is the way wraith tend to do it,” Seth reminds her.
“Once he established his own Command,” Steve continues, “He started to create a harem of worshippers for himself.”
“Oh no! He took her?” TP gasps.
“Well, in a way...” Steve snarls at the memory. “Let’s say he gave her an ultimatum: she went to him willingly or he killed us both. But he made her swear not to tell me the truth, but to let me think she was leaving me of her own free will. I didn’t find out until after...”
“After what?” Seth asks, caught up in the story.
“After he killed her.”


Shocked, TP twists around in the recliner to face Steve.
“To this day I don’t know why,” Steve goes on quietly, as TP and Seth listen in silence. “She was stubborn, strong-willed, maybe she defied him once too often for his liking... maybe he did it to teach me a lesson...I’ll never know.”
“Steve, I’m so sorry,” TP whispers.
“If only I’d been able to keep her. I felt so useless... If I’d fought him for her...”
“Then he would have killed you, too!” TP gasps.
“And you didn’t know,” Seth says. “You thought she didn’t want you anymore.”
“I should have known,” Steve says, lost in his pain, “She said she loved me. I should have refused to let her leave.” He hangs his head, watching his own hands in his lap, flexing his feeding hand. “I should have been able to keep her... keep her alive.”


Steve lets his head fall onto TP’s chest and she folds him into her breast like he was a hurt child.
Seth stands up and silently strokes TP’s cheek with the back of his hand. She can hear his voice in her mind saying, He can heal now.
Seth lays his hand on Steve’s shoulder, gives one brotherly squeeze, then rests it there a moment without a word before he turns and leaves the room. He doesn’t need to look back; he can hear TP purring softly to Steve as she rocks him in her arms.

[Todd's Pet]

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 14, Our Band Of Brothers

SW and TP catch up at the end of a busy day and all their boys start to understand how sharing and caring can enrich ALL of their lives

Our Band Of Brothers


Tired after a busy day but not unduly stressed, TP wanders into the private spa she shares with SW, walks up to a recessed panel and presses a key.
“Hey, Sis! You there? Fancy a blether in the Jacuzzi for an hour?”
SW’s voice answers back through the panel, “Sure do! Two seconds.”
Before TP has even reached the tub, SW’s door opens and she hurries over to join her. The two women luxuriate in the hot, bubbling water in companionable silence for several minutes before SW speaks.
“So how was your day, Sis?”
“Busy, but okay. You?”
“The same.”
They fall silent again for a few minutes.
“Steve and Seth were with me last night,” SW pipes up.
“Yes I know. Todd and Aurel were with me,” TP says, unruffled.
SW grins, not for the first time making TP think how she looks even more wicked than Eddie does sometimes. “I suppose The Three Degrees were out on the prowl again, terrorising the new girls!”
“Well, they have to get rid of their excess energy somehow!” TP laughs.
“Steve and Seth were in a good mood last night.”
“You sound surprised by that.”
“Well, all our boys are competitive over us, but those two are always the worst,” SW observes. “But last night they were almost brotherly!”
“I think those two have worked out a lot of their differences,” TP replies, “Besides, I had a deep and meaningful conversation with Todd the other night and told him my theory about our relationships. He actually said it made a lot of sense and he was going to have a word with all our boys.”
“Wow – compliment indeed!” SW whistles, “So what was this amazing theory then, Sis?”
“Well...”
It’s almost midnight and the two women still haven’t run out of things to talk about when Greg appears, along with Eddie and his two pod brothers. They turn the girls’ minds to other matters as all four wraith strip off and dive bomb into the pool with them.


Todd, Steve, Seth and Aurel all wander back up from the wraith food stores in the lower holds of TP’s Hive. It’s late at night and they can sense that TP and SW are somewhat occupied with the other four of their happy little band, so they take a slight detour and settle themselves in recliners in the now empty worshippers’ lounge.
“You two look happier,” Todd observes. All three look at him then each other. Todd sighs and points at Steve and Seth, “You two,” he repeats, “Getting along better at sharing TP, then?”
“We could say the same about you, Commander,” Seth says, “You’ve been a lot happier since you swayed TP on the S&P issue!”
Todd’s initial scowl makes Seth swallow hard; he hadn’t realised how cheeky that sounded. Steve looks down at his feet and tries to hide a wide grin; Seth’s comment was remarkably bold coming from him - but true nevertheless and Steve is impressed.
Suddenly Todd starts to laugh; a good-natured, relaxed laugh and Seth lets out an audible sigh of relief.
“Is it usual to share worshippers the way we do?” Aurel’s curiosity and inexperience get the better of him.
“It’s not uncommon, simply because of the numbers involved,” Todd says, “but a lot of wraith prefer to do without altogether rather than share.”
“In general wraith are possessive by nature,” Steve adds.
“Indeed,” Todd looks pointedly at Steve, “Some more than others, wouldn’t you say?”
“So is our arrangement unusual, then?” Seth asks.
Todd and Steve look at each other and shrug.
“I suppose it is,” Todd replies, “Most human females are even more prone to jealousy than we are!”
“But SW and TP aren’t,” Aurel points out.
“They’re special!” Seth grins.
“Indeed they are,” Todd muses almost to himself. “Just the other day TP told me of a human fairy tale of a ‘Mr Right’ that a female can only ever find true love with one male.”
“That sounds ludicrous,” Aurel observes.
“Indeed. The very word TP used. It does seem remarkably unworkable,” Todd agrees.
“She told us that, too,” Seth volunteers, looking at Steve, “Didn’t she?”
Steve looks like he’s trying to decide whether to agree or not, then sighs and says, “Yes, she did and it made a lot of sense, actually.” The others sit and look at him in silent expectation, so he goes on, “She said it’s crazy to expect any one person to be able to fulfil all the needs of another.”
“Not to mention unfair,” Todd adds. He looks deep into Steve’s eyes and says, “Do you really think you could shoulder the responsibility of trying to be all things to her at all times?” Todd can sense Steve’s acceptance and goes on, “TP and SW are both complex creatures with complex needs – even I can’t keep them both happy all the time!”
Todd’s deep laughter reverberates around the lounge.
“I know, I know,” Steve replies, “I understand they both need all of us.”
“Where are the other four anyway?” Aurel butts in.
“With the girls in the Jacuzzi,” Seth answers.
“Those four already understand,” Steve says, “They’re as unusually un-possessive for wraith as our girls are for humans!”
Slapping his own thighs with his hands as he stands up, Todd says, “And I think they’ve had long enough with the girls. Our turn now, don’t you think, brothers?”
All four grin broadly as they amble down the corridor to TP and SW’s suites, relaxed and comfortable in each other’s company.

[Todd's Pet]

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 15, Sword Play

A little light relief in the form of a happy little snapshot of Steve and TP's stronger and more relaxed relationship

She watches from her position at the back of the class out of the line of sight of this strange alien man who sweeps into the room three minutes late, his long white hair and long black coat wafting behind him as he walks with the most arrogant air she had ever seen from any man, human or otherwise. It ought to repel her instantly but for some reason he fascinates her.
When he takes his coat off she can see he has something to be arrogant about. The tight sleeveless t-shirt he wears underneath shows off his toned and wiry muscles to perfection. She watches his biceps bulge when he lifts his arms to tie his long, white hair out of the way in a ponytail that hangs smooth and sleek down his back as far as his waist.
He puts the class through its paces and she admires the lean and agile way he demonstrates the fighting moves and how the sheen of sweat on his pale green skin makes it look translucent, as if he were carved from precious jade.

The class is over all too soon and the Wraith dismisses his students as he snaps a towel from the rail on the wall and mops his face and shoulders.
As she nears the door, he says, “You. Remain behind.”
She continues for the door, but the Wraith puts his arm across the doorway and draws her aside.
“Remain,” he repeats, flinging the towel across his shoulder.
She points to herself tentatively. “Me?”
“Yes. You.”
“Have I done something wrong?”
“You need more practice. One-on-one.”

Her discomfiture around this disarmingly attractive creature is intensified when he turns his back on her and throws the towel onto the floor then pulls his t-shirt up over his head and off. She stands and stares at the ridge of spines running down the length of his spine. He spins round to face her and she finds herself looking straight into a pair of deep golden eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Tackle me,” he says, clearly amused by her embarrassment. She pushes her shoulders back, narrows her eyes and mutters, “I’ll show you!”
She lunges towards his solar plexus with the flat of her hand. He neatly sidesteps her, grabbing her wrist with his hand and twisting her arm round as he turns. Realising what he’s done, she simply twists back the way she’d come, taking the Wraith’s arm with her. As she twists him round she hooks her foot around the back of his ankle and kicks.
Caught off-balance and by surprise, the Wraith falls to the floor. Hard.
He lets go of her wrist, untwists his arm and grabs her thigh, all so lightening fast that she doesn’t know what’s happening until she hits the mat hard on her knees.
Before he can complete his advantage, she rolls over onto her side, quickly rights herself onto her feet and takes a running leap at the Wraith.
He spins as he sees her approach, kicking his leg out as he goes, so that she misses her target. The Wraith does not – just as she turns to place where he is his foot makes contact with her right shoulder. She stumbles forward under the impact. A few swift steps takes him right into her path.
He wraps his arm around her neck and, flicking her feet out from under her, slams her down onto her back on the mat. No sooner has she made contact with the floor than he swiftly switches position. She catches her breath and looks up to see him sitting astride her waist, his hands pinning her wrists to the mat.
He leans his head so close to hers she can feel his breath warm on her cheek and his soft, white hair falls across her face and chest. “Game, set and match to me, I think,” he grins at her.
He stands up and looms over her before holding his hand out to her. She offers him her own hand and he grasps it firmly and pulls her to her feet.
“Much better!” he says, “Now if you hurry you’ll catch the rest of the new worshippers in the dining room.”

-oOo-

The young woman leaves the gym and another woman emerges from behind the weapons rack, where she had been quietly practicing her katana.
“You really shouldn’t tease the new girls like that, honey… you know they’re all madly in love with you!”
“Jealous, baby?” Steve grins back at TP, walking over to her and taking another sword from the rack.
“No, because I know you’re madly in love with me.”
“And don’t you forget it, Princess!”
TP looks Steve up and down; his bare chest covered in a film of sweat, golden eyes twinkling and his hair just starting to come out of its binding.
“Hmm,” she muses mischievously, “why don’t you remind me?”
Steve grins at TP and pulls the cord from his hair, shaking it loose. TP follows his lead and shakes her own hair free, then hefts her sword in front of her face. Steve mirrors her and they slowly circle each other like stalking cats.

A sudden flurry of flying hair and the clanging clash of steel signifies the start of their practice bout; their two swords sing like bells and circle so fast they blur together almost as one as they spar at close quarters. As they spin around each other their hair fans out around them, Steve’s pure white mingling with TP’s deep auburn in ever changing flashes of contrast.
Taking him completely unawares, TP suddenly ducks under Steve’s parry and thrusts directly upward. Sparks fly off their blades as she scrapes hers up the length of Steve’s sword, hitting the hilt hard and knocking it out of his hand. The metallic sound of it skittering across the floor mingles with TP’s laughter as she lays her blade flat across Steve’s chest and pushes him to his knees.
Steve looks up into TP’s face. “Looks like there’s not much I can show you anymore,” he concedes.
“Oh, I don’t know…” TP says with a wry grin. She tosses her own sword aside and as it clatters across the floor to join Steve’s, she pushes him onto his back on the floor and straddles his chest, flicking her hair to one side as she leans over him. Steve winds her hair around his arm and pulls her head down to his. As they kiss she hears the lock on the gym door clunk into place. “Show off!” she says.
“I’ll teach you how to lock doors telepathically some day,” Steve says.
“See?” TP teases, “There’s still lots of things you can teach me…”

The first half will be familiar to some of you, the second half is all new! :P

[ciannwn]

TP - enjoyed all the stories although my favourite has to be Confession because it explains why Steve ended up as he did.

I've got them saved ready to go up when I get back.

[rora'sPA]

Love the fics TP :D

To add to the light relief after poor Steve's story (:() here's Craig's pic of Aurora. He's been drawing with Kit :p
http://forum.gateworld.net/picture.php?albumid=1408&pictureid=16820

[ciannwn]

To add to the light relief after poor Steve's story (:() here's Craig's pic of Aurora. He's been drawing with Kit :p

:lol:

That's got to go somewhere on the website. :D

[rora'sPA]

:lol:

That's got to go somewhere on the website. :D

Maybe I can make it into a fic, and use it as an illustration :) I could do 'rora's too... although he's a bit more accomplished than Craig :o Craig's talents lie in other areas ;)

[Gatecat]

TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 12, Howling At The Storm

Eddie gets excited about something he knows TP will love and she discovers something special she can share with The Three Degrees


I love it. Know how that feels. I could also watch the lightning for hours. :D


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 13, Confession

Steve's story helps him bond with Seth and lets TP understand why he is so possessive of her


Aww, this is so sad, I could cry. :(


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 14, Our Band Of Brothers

SW and TP catch up at the end of a busy day and all their boys start to understand how sharing and caring can enrich ALL of their lives


Lol, good to see they get along with each other again. :)


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 15, Sword Play

A little light relief in the form of a happy little snapshot of Steve and TP's stronger and more relaxed relationship


Love this, Would like such a training too. :D

Enjoyed all your fics again TP, unfortunatly I can´t green you though. :( :o

[Gatecat]

Love the fics TP :D

To add to the light relief after poor Steve's story (:() here's Craig's pic of Aurora. He's been drawing with Kit :p
http://forum.gateworld.net/picture.php?albumid=1408&pictureid=16820

:lol: nice pic. :D

[rora'sPA]

:lol: nice pic. :D

Craig: PA calls it my disasterpiece rather than a masterpiece :mckay:
PA: *strokes Craig's hair* Aaw sweetie, you know I love you really :p

[Gatecat]

Craig: PA calls it my disasterpiece rather than a masterpiece :mckay:
PA: *strokes Craig's hair* Aaw sweetie, you know I love you really :p

:eek: I´d never call it a disasterpiece. It´s great for your first attempt. :D

[rora'sPA]

:eek: I´d never call it a disasterpiece. It´s great for your first attempt. :D

Craig: Thanks :o I'm not really one for drawing but Kit insisted :o 'rora's teacher's pet as regards art :mckay:
Aurora: You have your other qualities to more than make up for it though...
Craig: Suppose so :)

[Todd's Pet]

Love the fics TP :D

To add to the light relief after poor Steve's story (:() here's Craig's pic of Aurora. He's been drawing with Kit :p
http://forum.gateworld.net/picture.php?albumid=1408&pictureid=16820

Craig, baby, you are an absolute darling! :D I hope Aurora appreciates having a brother like you! :D

[Todd's Pet]

TP - enjoyed all the stories although my favourite has to be Confession because it explains why Steve ended up as he did.

I've got them saved ready to go up when I get back.

Thank you... by starting it out funny I wanted to show how *whisper* Steve is often all bluff and bluster but deep down he's actually very insecure and terrified he'll lose TP the same way. (Todd: not while I'm in charge, he won't! :D)

He's a little embarrassed :o but nevertheless quite relieved to have gotten it all out in the open now. :)

[Gatecat]

Craig: Thanks :o I'm not really one for drawing but Kit insisted :o 'rora's teacher's pet as regards art :mckay:
Aurora: You have your other qualities to more than make up for it though...
Craig: Suppose so :)

:lol: That for sure. ;) :D


Ah well, I have to apologize for my absence the last few days, but my cousin is visiting me and we were mostly going out at night. :o

[MCH]

:lol:

Hi TP loved all your stories on all your boys.

I had a laugh with the the lightening only Greg Rockey and Astor could do that. Poor Steve sorry he lost his 1st Worshipper but he got you. Bath time love it and the boys working out they can all look and love TP. Last one Steve lost the battle but won TP.

MCH

[ciannwn]

Another mini fic from me.

Toyboys

An insight into Ciannwn's relationships with Neo and Fred.

The equivalent of Tuesday evening.

Ciannwn entered Neo's quarters and sat down on a chrome framed chair with black upholstery to wait for him. It wasn't very comfortable but it matched the room's chrome and black furnishings which included a bed with black satin bedding and black, abstractly designed ornaments displayed on black ash shelves. The overall effect was that the occupant was trying to be cool and sophisticated but had no idea where to stop.

Neo finally emerged from the bathroom clad in the kind of black satin dressing gown that James Bond might have worn on an off day. He gave her a cheerful smile and announced "No stinky socks this time and I've cleaned my teeth after having a ratburger."

She gave him a cheerful smile back. "I think I know how you want to spend the evening, then," she said, resisting the temptation to inform him that imparting such information didn't really go with a cool and sophisticated image. Even so, she was relieved that he had told her because he sometimes focussed on the outer show of coolness to the extent that he forgot about the essential details.

He went over to the bed and stretched out on his side with his head propped up by a hand. . He then patted the space beside him in a gesture of invitation which only the equivalent of a posey eighteen year old would make.

Ciannwn had had mixed feelings when she'd first learned the truth about Neo's relative age. She'd never been interested in much younger human men and had felt embarrassed by her naivete concerning the Wraith life cycle but she'd become very fond of him by then so it didn't really matter. Having a relationship with a toyboy who'd hatched before she was born had seemed somewhat surreal at first but she now regarded it as being as normal.as seeing nymphs and dryads acting as barmaids at the Pirate Tavern.

"I've been reading the Kama Sutra," he said suggestively. He then forgot coolness in his newly acquired enthusiasm for antiquities and added "It's really amazing how old it is. I heard Eddie talking about it but he never mentioned its historical significance."

She laughed as she joined him on the bed. "I'd have been surprised if he had."

"Do you fancy trying some of those positions out?" he asked

"It depends which ones you have in mind," she told him. "Even a world class break dancer might have difficulty with a few of them."

"Yeah, I thought that," he replied, looking a bit startled by the memory of what he'd discovered. "Why do you think they were included when they seem impossible?"

"I have no idea," she said. "But there's probably a learned article about it somewhere on the Earth internet."

"I never thought of that," he exclaimed excitedly as he sat up. Then he changed his mind and lay down again. "It can wait,though, because you're looking beautiful tonight and I want to make love to you." His face immediately took on an 'oops' sort of expression and he added "Er... that didn't sound quite right, did it."

"It would have been better if you'd implied I look beautiful all the time", she teased and then kissed him before he started fretting about it.

Having Neo as a lover was an observation of a journey of growing up. At first he'd been worried about getting it right because he was overawed by the fact that she had a special relationship with the hive Commander. He then became concerned about getting it right because she had senior officer status and he wanted to impress her. He was leaving that phase now, though, and entering one where he wanted to get it right because he really liked her and wanted her to like him back. One day he'd realise that she liked him for who he was when he wasn't trying to be cool - this was likely to be a long time in the future in human terms but she was a hybrid who received the Gift Of Life so she could afford to wait.


The equivalent of Wednesday evening.

Ciannwn entered Fred's quarters to give her other toyboy his weekly pampering. He was the Wraith version of twenty although, on the surface, he seemed a lot younger than Neo in some ways. His room didn't really qualify as a tip because skateboards, water pistols, frisbees and various other possessions were stacked in tidy piles but cluttered was a word that definitely came to mind. It also gave the impression that he'd just moved in because he'd never got round to changing any of the standard furnishings - there were always far more interesting things to do in his off duty hours.

He was playing a computer game which was all flashing lights and big explosions but he sensed she was there and turned it off before she was deafened. He then leapt to his feet and bounded over to her to give her a hug of greeting.

"So what are we going to do this evening?" he asked.

They always began his Worshipping sessions with negotiations. Fred's simple philosophy of life was that free time was for having fun in and he wouldn't enjoy himself if his Worshipper wasn't having fun too. This attitude led him to be cooler than Neo in certain essential details because he knew she wouldn't find making love much of a laugh if she was confronted with stinky socks and rat pie breath.

"I could do with some combat practise so how about a strip duel in the arena?" she suggested.

"Maybe next week," he said, looking and sounding disappointed. "Gawan and Jimmy are taking Adam there later on. What about the island? We could go swimming and then get madly passionate on the beach."

"Not if you're going to get sand in your feeding slit again," she replied dubiously.

"So let's get madly passionate here and then go down for a swim," he amended.

"Agreed," she said.

"OK then," he announced, his face lighting up with inner laughter. "Last one undressed and into bed has to... has to.."

"Has to what?"

"Dunno yet, but I'll think of something," he said with a mischievousness glint in his eyes. "Right ... ready...steady... GO!"

She knew that some people wouldn't really count her bedtimes with Fred as making love because he tended to be more madly than passionate in a zany sort of way. Sex, as far as he was concerned, was special game to play with a woman he thought the world of as a friend but there were many kinds of love and friendship was one of them so she had no complaints.

It was impossible to imagine him ever really growing up because he was like a happy go lucky child at heart who only took one thing seriously - if he was in a genuine combat situation he was businesslike and efficient on the grounds that you couldn't have a laugh if you and the people you cared about were dead. Knowing this she never wanted him to change because the kind of circumstances which would turn him into true adult didn't bear thinking about.

[rora'sPA]

Another mini fic from me.

Toyboys

An insight into Ciannwn's relationships with Neo and Fred.

The equivalent of Tuesday evening.

.

That's so sweet! I didn't realise neo and fred were so young actually :o Even Craig's older, a lot older :eek:
Craig: Well that makes 'rora ancient then :mckay:
Aurora: :o

[Todd's Pet]

Naughty Ciannwn... all those toyboys! And so YOUNG!!! Even my younger ones are the equiv of mid 20s!!!!! ;) :P

[Gatecat]

Another mini fic from me.

Toyboys

An insight into Ciannwn's relationships with Neo and Fred.


Lol, cool stories, cool boys. :D

[ciannwn]

That's so sweet!

Thank you.


I didn't realise neo and fred were so young actually :o

Neither did I until I started writing the story. :)


Naughty Ciannwn... all those toyboys! And so YOUNG!!! Even my younger ones are the equiv of mid 20s!!!!! ;) :P

Game Ciannwn is only 30, though, unlike real life me. :D


Lol, cool stories, cool boys. :D

Thank you.

Neo and Fred told me a lot about themselves and surprised me in the process.

[rora'sPA]

Neither did I until I started writing the story. :)



Game Ciannwn is only 30, though, unlike real life me. :D



Neo and Fred told me a lot about themselves and surprised me in the process.

Hmm... maybe Craig and Aurora should start fessing up :D I should think they both have colourful pasts :p

[MCH]

Another mini fic from me.

Toyboys

An insight into Ciannwn's relationships with Neo and Fred.

Nice to see Fred and Neo and their relationship with Ciannwn. They really seem like two kid (Jack Harkness Clone and hyper Fred and Neo) But deep down they really care for Ciannwn



I could do with some combat practise so how about a strip duel in the arena?" she suggested.

"Maybe next week," he said, looking and sounding disappointed. "Gawan and Jimmy are taking Adam there later on.

Just one question

Adam is not learning strip duel :eek: when taken by Jimmy and Gawen to combat arena? Cos if so I'll go in his place.;)

MCH

[ciannwn]

Adam is not learning strip duel :eek: when taken by Jimmy and Gawen to combat arena? Cos if so I'll go in his place.;)


:lol: :lol:

[MCH]

I'm off now. Will not be around till about 5pm on Thursday.

So Sweet Wraithy Dreams.

MCH

[Draygon]

Night MCH

[rora'sPA]

Night MCH :)

[Draygon]

Night everyone, I'm off to bed :o

[rora'sPA]

Night Dray, I'm off now too :) Night everyone :)

[ciannwn]

Website Update

All the new stories have been added.

My friend won't be arriving until around 2pm so I thought I'd work on the site while I'm waiting.

[Draygon]

I just want to say I won't be online this evening because I'll be seeing a show on the Fringe, which means driving down to Edinburgh. Here most of the day though.

[rora'sPA]

Website Update

All the new stories have been added.

My friend won't be arriving until around 2pm so I thought I'd work on the site while I'm waiting.


I just want to say I won't be online this evening because I'll be seeing a show on the Fringe, which means driving down to Edinburgh. Here most of the day though.

Hope you both have a good time :)

[Mariellelita]

Finally back. :) Theres a lot for me to catch up on...


Chris should come to my office with me some time - he could fire elastic bands and paper clips at my colleagues! :P They're all used to stuff spookily flying about the room from nowhere - Todd does it all the time! :P He thinks it's hysterically funny... I guess he needs to relieve the stress of Command now and then... :rolleyes:

Oh btw, tell Chris he should get you your own properly made wraith coat :mckay: I have several now, all made to measure to fit ME! :P

lol! I'm sure he would liven up any drudging, boring office day! :)




And Mar, I also love Chris's way of dealing with boredom!
Thanks. :D





:D That was great and he got a sense of humour too. Are you wearing that coat on Atlantis? :cool:



Thanks. I don't think it would be a good idea with Ronon around. He would probably come up with all sorts of 'stories' of why I have it. :rolleyes:


Dray, TP, MCH, love the fics. :) They were fun to read.

TP, I loved the insight into life with you and your wraith.

MCH, I liked how you created the processes of how wraith are made.

Dray, I'm glad the boys enjoyed the 'Fringe'.

[ciannwn]

Google finally fixed the old site. Most if it's irrelevant now, of course, but there were a few things like the text for the dig at Draygon Castle that I don't have to redo.

[MCH]

Google finally fixed the old site. Most if it's irrelevant now, of course, but there were a few things like the text for the dig at Draygon Castle that I don't have to redo.

That's good at least if you need anything else apart from Draygon Castle then you can raid.

MCH

[Draco-Stellaris]

:eek: You have all been busy! :P :D


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 12, Howling At The Storm


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 13, Confession


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 14, Our Band Of Brothers


TP's Hive, Season 2, Episode 15, Sword Play

Loved them all, especially the conversation in "Confession" is brilliant. I like the way you changed it from comic to tragic in an oberservant and sensitive way.


To add to the light relief after poor Steve's story (:() here's Craig's pic of Aurora. He's been drawing with Kit :p

:lol: Why, Craig, you have hidden talents. :D


Another mini fic from me.

Toyboys

:lol: Wonderful despriptions of their rooms and personalities. I suspected that they were young for Wraith but not that young.

I suppose you will have to write a story for Gawain and Erik too, so they won't get jealous. ;) :D

[ciannwn]

:lol: Wonderful despriptions of their rooms and personalities.

Thank you.


I suspected that they were young for Wraith but not that young.

Their relative ages just came to me while I was writing it.


I suppose you will have to write a story for Gawain and Erik too, so they won't get jealous. ;) :D

I haven't had any kind of inspiration for them yet but that might change in the future.

[Draco-Stellaris]

I haven't had any kind of inspiration for them yet but that might change in the future.

The solution is easy: you need to spend more time with them! :D ;)

[ciannwn]

The solution is easy: you need to spend more time with them! :D ;)

Ciannwn runs a rota system so they all get their turn. :D

I haven't really had much time to think of Erik and Gawain beyond their roles of scientist and practical guy who delivers information to Kenny's hive.

[Draco-Stellaris]

I'm off for today. *big goodnight hugs*

Ciannwn, I don't know if I remember it correctly but I think you're going on holidays tomorrow? If so
Enjoy the trip and have great weather!

We'll miss you much though. :(

[Gatecat]

goodnight DS. :)

[MCH]

Good night DS.

PS your avatar just blinked at me but also smiled. Is that new?

[ciannwn]

I'm off for today. *big goodnight hugs*

Goodnight.


Ciannwn, I don't know if I remember it correctly but I think you're going on holidays tomorrow? If so
Enjoy the trip and have great weather!

Yes, it's tomorrow and I'll be back next Friday. Thank you for your good wishes about the weather.

Which reminds me -

General Announcement

Everyone please post all things like character updates in OOC and take note of your post numbers. When I come back I'll ask for things according to category like guide entries first, artwork second etc. If people then give me the relevant post numbers (an actual link to the post concerned will be even better) I won't overlook anything.

[rora'sPA]

General Announcement

Everyone please post all things like character updates in OOC and take note of your post numbers. When I come back I'll ask for things according to category like guide entries first, artwork second etc. If people then give me the relevant post numbers (an actual link to the post concerned will be even better) I won't overlook anything.

Will try and remember :)


If anyone's interested I have posted some captioned pics in the Kenny and Todd thunk threads:
Kenny's revenge: http://forum.gateworld.net/showpost.php?p=10502201&postcount=917
Todd's musings on the Commander from The Queen: http://forum.gateworld.net/showpost.php?p=10502241&postcount=5052
Rhys playing slightly more innocent games with Ronon and Shep: http://forum.gateworld.net/showpost.php?p=10502325&postcount=920