Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread

[Falcon Horus]

Disneyland is far better than studying for exams...

[ShipperWriter]

*pops in*

Hey folks. Got back from vacation yesterday. Barely any phone service in that particular neck of the woods. What'd I miss?

This fix is just almost writing itself. I hope SW is taking notes.

I don't know about SW, but I sure am, LOL!

Oh trust me, I am.

Yeah, they're not doing too good with continuity between episodes, are they?

Yeah, check your sig. It's blue, nitwits. *shakes head*

Why is John still wearing his Atlantis communicator?

Hoping that he'll hear Elizabeth's voice while he tries to sacrifice himself? Sorry.

I wonder what was going on, in John’s mind, when they told him the chair from Antarctica, the one he was seated when he first saw Elizabeth, had been destroyed.

Ouch. Didn't think of that until just now.

This scene is so void of emotion, unlike the Siege 2 scene with John and Elizabeth. Nice try to recreate it Mallozzi, but you need Torri to make it work.

Yup.

"The IOA, courageous to the end."

I love you Davis!

The hyperdrive hasn’t been used for ten thousand years?! What?! Hello!! How about when they left from Lantea. I guess that doesn’t count, huh? Oh wait, they completely forgot about it, since yeah, everything that was related to Elizabeth, was deleted from their minds. *shakes head*

The hyperdrive is what they used. The wormhole drive is a buttfaced invention for this particular episode. As is explained later.

Whoops, commercial ships are seeing the fireball. Love to hear the explanation/cover up for that one.

Big huge honkin' meteorite that NASA just saw.

No, Atlantis is not home. Home is Pegasus. WITH ELIZABETH, YOU FOOLS.

^THIS^

As am I. Fanfic is better anyway. REAL fanfic, not that artificially processed crap.

On that note, I feel it's time to rec this story. *blows dust off*

"Everybody's Fine"

Fix-it fic for EatG.

And thus ends one of the most cracktastically BAD episodes of the series, and with it, the series itself!

Thanks to everyone who joined us today, and any Sunday on our long, strange, nearly two-year journey to post-a-thon every episode of SGA. It's been a wild, fun ride!

It was a snarky fun blast!

Sorry I missed the last one. I had to visit my sister in the hospital. Back surgery last week now blood clots in her lungs. I'm beginning to think she wants to give me a heart attack. Thankfully everything appears to be going well.

So sorry to hear, but glad she's on the mend.

Somebody please write this scene.

Working on it.

Aww, perfect. Although the more I look at it, it looks like he's farting love.

*joins the begging train for someone to write this scene*

The school installed more wifi routers with a new network, so I have full internet access during the school day now. I'll be back with a little something something later.

[zbir]

LOL! I just reached the M*A*S*H* - SGA parallel deep down in the thread. The Oberoth part .. my sides hurt :-))

I think John embodies both Hawkeye and BJ, and not even because of the "Kirk" factor, but his wit and humor. They both portray themselves as a little dumb when in reality they're geniuses.

Elizabeth -- probably Potter, jut because she keeps everybody together and running smoothly.

McKay -- a mix of Major "Ferret Face" Burns and Winchester, just because of the arrogance.

Oberoth -- Major Charles Emerson Winchester. Hands down.

Radek/Chuck -- Radar.

Teyla -- Rosie.

Ronan -- North Korean army. All of them.

Kate -- Father Mulcahy/Sidney Freeman.

Carson -- BJ, just because they're both so kind and caring.

PS I'm watching MASH just now - it's a re-run on TV every day at 9 PM

[Sparky She-Demon]

The same actor that played Charles Winchester also played Oberoth.

[ShipperWriter]

The same actor that played Charles Winchester also played Oberoth.

Yeah, that was the point.

[ShipperWriter]

Okay, so I did a bad thing.

Spoiler:

"Somebody please explain why we agreed to this, again?"

John Sheppard stopped walking and, with a sigh, turned around to face McKay. "Ever since we came back to Pegasus, Todd has kept his word and supplied us with intel about the new Wraith conflict. And it's surprisingly accurate." He turned around and continued walking, Rodney still following. "We meet on an anonymous planet so he can't be tracked there, then we bring him to Atlantis."

"Yeah, it's the whole bringing a two faced Wraith to Atlantis that I don't quite get," Rodney replied, coming up next to John as they arrived at a transporter.

"Don't worry, I'm fairly sure that Ronon will shoot him before he can press his hand against your chest."

Rodney gulped, and John smirked.

The transporter deposited them on the level below the Gate room. They walked up the low ramp to the floor where Elizabeth Weir stood, hands clasped in front of her.

"Still waiting?" Sheppard asked by way of greeting.

Elizabeth nodded curtly. "Major Lorne and his team departed fifteen minutes ago. They have another fifteen before I send a team through."

"It's a shame that we can't keep the Gate open, maintain a radio signal," McKay replied, crossing his arms and glancing at his watch impatiently.

Elizabeth cocked her head to the side, then looked back at the Stargate. "Unfortunately, Todd never lets us know in advance how he plans to arrive. If holding the Gate open wouldn't present a deterrent to his travel plans, believe me, I would keep it open."

"You'd think a drama queen like Todd would announce his plans with a galaxy wide e-vite," John remarked offhandedly.

His comment drew a confused frown from Elizabeth and McKay. John just looked back at them and shrugged. "Just saying."

A second after, the Stargate started to light up, accompanied by the loud clanging sound of the chevrons locking. From the control room, Chuck called out, "Unscheduled off world activation," standard procedure for any occasion when the Gate became active anytime out of the ordinary. Marines rushed to their posts along the side of the room, taking a knee and weapons at ready. Given that this particular mission was not a regular occurrence on Atlantis, and also that they were bringing back a somewhat dangerous ally, John was silently thankful for it.

The wormhole connected with its familiar whoosh of blue energy. From above and through their earpieces, Chuck added, "It's Major Lorne's IDC."

"Lower the shield," Elizabeth replied.

A visible ripple flashed across the event horizon and a moment later, Lorne's team stepped through, accompanied by Todd.

Elizabeth's eyes widened slightly. To an observer, it wasn't discernible, but John was more than used to her expressions. Her diplomatic facade fell into place, but it didn't completely hide the fact that she wasn't used to a Wraith casually exiting the Stargate and approaching her.

After all, they had never met face to face.

John took a half step sideways towards her, placing himself more in between Todd and Elizabeth. When he brought his eyes up to meet Todd, he was surprised by the look of confusion on the Wraith’s face.

“This … this is not Woolsey,” Todd stated blankly.

John would have found it funny, but Todd was not usually caught off guard like this. Immediately glancing between them, he realized that Todd was always greeted by Woolsey, but having caught a particularly bad strain of the flu, Keller had ordered him off his feet. Elizabeth was filling in for him. Who better than the original leader of the Expedition, anyways?

The military part of John began quickly calculating how Todd would react in this unexpected situation. He slowly began to reach for his sidearm.

Elizabeth seemed to sense the tension and, instead of staying behind John, stepped out and nodded at the Wraith. “I apologize for the confusion. I’m afraid Mr. Woolsey is ill and unable to join us. I am Elizabeth Weir.”

Todd’s eyes widened, then lowered as he smiled. At least, as much of a smile as a Wraith could manage. “Ah, the famous Doctor Weir. I remember your voice from our first encounter.”

John glared hard at the Wraith, lowering his arm in the process.

“Although we have never met face to face, I have a great deal of respect for you.” Having rendered everyone silent and slack jawed, he continued. “I recall how you refused to give up your principles at the risk of losing one of your men. Although I would have let Sheppard die more quickly, had I been in your position—“

Thank God you weren’t, John quickly thought to himself.

“—your determination made me realize that Atlantis was indeed a force to be reckoned with.”

John tilted his head. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

Todd turned to regard him. “I see now why you hold your Queen in such high esteem.”

Lorne and his team tried to repress snickers but failed.

McKay’s head jerked up. “His what?”

Elizabeth was rendered speechless, her jaw gaping as she tried to find one word to say.

“She is not my Queen,” John replied between gritted teeth.

Todd lowered his head. “I was under the impression that you had mated with her?”

The floor went deadly silent.

It was a good thing that McKay had left the tablet in his lab. With him standing so rigidly, it would be shattered on the floor by now.

Elizabeth’s look of shock quickly turned to something else.

If looks could kill.

“Lorne, take him to the brig. And stop laughing.”

“Yes, sir.”

As the team descended into the depths of Atlantis, McKay turned and faced the pair. “Are you two — and she — why didn’t you tell me?”

“We aren’t.” “She’s not.”

Apparently, their simultaneous replies seemed to be enough for Rodney. He walked off a second later, but as he tapped his earpiece, John realized that perhaps he had been called away.

Just ten seconds too late.

It took about five seconds of silence before John could pull himself together to turn and look at Elizabeth.

Her arms were crossed, her lips were pressed together in a thin line, and her eyes much darker than they had been.

John chucked a thumb in the direction of the ramp. “I’m gonna go—“

“John?”

“Yeah.”

She leaned in close to his ear. “You’re right. You should’ve killed him when you had the chance.”

“Don’t I know it,” he responded as he walked off.

Hope everyone enjoys! I have to go to physical therapy for my finger in a few minutes. Blegh.

[Scary Kitty]

Disneyland is far better than studying for exams...

Awww... Hope you do well on your exams, though! *hugs you*

Yeah, check your sig. It's blue, nitwits. *shakes head*

*cracks up*

Hoping that he'll hear Elizabeth's voice while he tries to sacrifice himself? Sorry.

Ooooh yeah.

Big huge honkin' meteorite that NASA just saw.

And then you just know that someone's going to whine about why NASA didn't see such a big one sooner.

Okay, so I did a bad thing.

Spoiler:

"Somebody please explain why we agreed to this, again?"

John Sheppard stopped walking and, with a sigh, turned around to face McKay. "Ever since we came back to Pegasus, Todd has kept his word and supplied us with intel about the new Wraith conflict. And it's surprisingly accurate." He turned around and continued walking, Rodney still following. "We meet on an anonymous planet so he can't be tracked there, then we bring him to Atlantis."

"Yeah, it's the whole bringing a two faced Wraith to Atlantis that I don't quite get," Rodney replied, coming up next to John as they arrived at a transporter.

"Don't worry, I'm fairly sure that Ronon will shoot him before he can press his hand against your chest."

Rodney gulped, and John smirked.

The transporter deposited them on the level below the Gate room. They walked up the low ramp to the floor where Elizabeth Weir stood, hands clasped in front of her.

"Still waiting?" Sheppard asked by way of greeting.

Elizabeth nodded curtly. "Major Lorne and his team departed fifteen minutes ago. They have another fifteen before I send a team through."

"It's a shame that we can't keep the Gate open, maintain a radio signal," McKay replied, crossing his arms and glancing at his watch impatiently.

Elizabeth cocked her head to the side, then looked back at the Stargate. "Unfortunately, Todd never lets us know in advance how he plans to arrive. If holding the Gate open wouldn't present a deterrent to his travel plans, believe me, I would keep it open."

"You'd think a drama queen like Todd would announce his plans with a galaxy wide e-vite," John remarked offhandedly.

His comment drew a confused frown from Elizabeth and McKay. John just looked back at them and shrugged. "Just saying."

A second after, the Stargate started to light up, accompanied by the loud clanging sound of the chevrons locking. From the control room, Chuck called out, "Unscheduled off world activation," standard procedure for any occasion when the Gate became active anytime out of the ordinary. Marines rushed to their posts along the side of the room, taking a knee and weapons at ready. Given that this particular mission was not a regular occurrence on Atlantis, and also that they were bringing back a somewhat dangerous ally, John was silently thankful for it.

The wormhole connected with its familiar whoosh of blue energy. From above and through their earpieces, Chuck added, "It's Major Lorne's IDC."

"Lower the shield," Elizabeth replied.

A visible ripple flashed across the event horizon and a moment later, Lorne's team stepped through, accompanied by Todd.

Elizabeth's eyes widened slightly. To an observer, it wasn't discernible, but John was more than used to her expressions. Her diplomatic facade fell into place, but it didn't completely hide the fact that she wasn't used to a Wraith casually exiting the Stargate and approaching her.

After all, they had never met face to face.

John took a half step sideways towards her, placing himself more in between Todd and Elizabeth. When he brought his eyes up to meet Todd, he was surprised by the look of confusion on the Wraith’s face.

“This … this is not Woolsey,” Todd stated blankly.

John would have found it funny, but Todd was not usually caught off guard like this. Immediately glancing between them, he realized that Todd was always greeted by Woolsey, but having caught a particularly bad strain of the flu, Keller had ordered him off his feet. Elizabeth was filling in for him. Who better than the original leader of the Expedition, anyways?

The military part of John began quickly calculating how Todd would react in this unexpected situation. He slowly began to reach for his sidearm.

Elizabeth seemed to sense the tension and, instead of staying behind John, stepped out and nodded at the Wraith. “I apologize for the confusion. I’m afraid Mr. Woolsey is ill and unable to join us. I am Elizabeth Weir.”

Todd’s eyes widened, then lowered as he smiled. At least, as much of a smile as a Wraith could manage. “Ah, the famous Doctor Weir. I remember your voice from our first encounter.”

John glared hard at the Wraith, lowering his arm in the process.

“Although we have never met face to face, I have a great deal of respect for you.” Having rendered everyone silent and slack jawed, he continued. “I recall how you refused to give up your principles at the risk of losing one of your men. Although I would have let Sheppard die more quickly, had I been in your position—“

Thank God you weren’t, John quickly thought to himself.

“—your determination made me realize that Atlantis was indeed a force to be reckoned with.”

John tilted his head. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

Todd turned to regard him. “I see now why you hold your Queen in such high esteem.”

Lorne and his team tried to repress snickers but failed.

McKay’s head jerked up. “His what?”

Elizabeth was rendered speechless, her jaw gaping as she tried to find one word to say.

“She is not my Queen,” John replied between gritted teeth.

Todd lowered his head. “I was under the impression that you had mated with her?”

The floor went deadly silent.

It was a good thing that McKay had left the tablet in his lab. With him standing so rigidly, it would be shattered on the floor by now.

Elizabeth’s look of shock quickly turned to something else.

If looks could kill.

“Lorne, take him to the brig. And stop laughing.”

“Yes, sir.”

As the team descended into the depths of Atlantis, McKay turned and faced the pair. “Are you two — and she — why didn’t you tell me?”

“We aren’t.” “She’s not.”

Apparently, their simultaneous replies seemed to be enough for Rodney. He walked off a second later, but as he tapped his earpiece, John realized that perhaps he had been called away.

Just ten seconds too late.

It took about five seconds of silence before John could pull himself together to turn and look at Elizabeth.

Her arms were crossed, her lips were pressed together in a thin line, and her eyes much darker than they had been.

John chucked a thumb in the direction of the ramp. “I’m gonna go—“

“John?”

“Yeah.”

She leaned in close to his ear. “You’re right. You should’ve killed him when you had the chance.”

“Don’t I know it,” he responded as he walked off.

Hope everyone enjoys! I have to go to physical therapy for my finger in a few minutes. Blegh.

OMG.

OMFG!

OMFGLMAO that was a very very VERY BAD THING and you are AWESOMESAUCE for doing it! AHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!

[Southern Red]

Okay, so I did a bad thing.

Spoiler:

"Somebody please explain why we agreed to this, again?"

John Sheppard stopped walking and, with a sigh, turned around to face McKay. "Ever since we came back to Pegasus, Todd has kept his word and supplied us with intel about the new Wraith conflict. And it's surprisingly accurate." He turned around and continued walking, Rodney still following. "We meet on an anonymous planet so he can't be tracked there, then we bring him to Atlantis."

"Yeah, it's the whole bringing a two faced Wraith to Atlantis that I don't quite get," Rodney replied, coming up next to John as they arrived at a transporter.

"Don't worry, I'm fairly sure that Ronon will shoot him before he can press his hand against your chest."

Rodney gulped, and John smirked.

The transporter deposited them on the level below the Gate room. They walked up the low ramp to the floor where Elizabeth Weir stood, hands clasped in front of her.

"Still waiting?" Sheppard asked by way of greeting.

Elizabeth nodded curtly. "Major Lorne and his team departed fifteen minutes ago. They have another fifteen before I send a team through."

"It's a shame that we can't keep the Gate open, maintain a radio signal," McKay replied, crossing his arms and glancing at his watch impatiently.

Elizabeth cocked her head to the side, then looked back at the Stargate. "Unfortunately, Todd never lets us know in advance how he plans to arrive. If holding the Gate open wouldn't present a deterrent to his travel plans, believe me, I would keep it open."

"You'd think a drama queen like Todd would announce his plans with a galaxy wide e-vite," John remarked offhandedly.

His comment drew a confused frown from Elizabeth and McKay. John just looked back at them and shrugged. "Just saying."

A second after, the Stargate started to light up, accompanied by the loud clanging sound of the chevrons locking. From the control room, Chuck called out, "Unscheduled off world activation," standard procedure for any occasion when the Gate became active anytime out of the ordinary. Marines rushed to their posts along the side of the room, taking a knee and weapons at ready. Given that this particular mission was not a regular occurrence on Atlantis, and also that they were bringing back a somewhat dangerous ally, John was silently thankful for it.

The wormhole connected with its familiar whoosh of blue energy. From above and through their earpieces, Chuck added, "It's Major Lorne's IDC."

"Lower the shield," Elizabeth replied.

A visible ripple flashed across the event horizon and a moment later, Lorne's team stepped through, accompanied by Todd.

Elizabeth's eyes widened slightly. To an observer, it wasn't discernible, but John was more than used to her expressions. Her diplomatic facade fell into place, but it didn't completely hide the fact that she wasn't used to a Wraith casually exiting the Stargate and approaching her.

After all, they had never met face to face.

John took a half step sideways towards her, placing himself more in between Todd and Elizabeth. When he brought his eyes up to meet Todd, he was surprised by the look of confusion on the Wraith’s face.

“This … this is not Woolsey,” Todd stated blankly.

John would have found it funny, but Todd was not usually caught off guard like this. Immediately glancing between them, he realized that Todd was always greeted by Woolsey, but having caught a particularly bad strain of the flu, Keller had ordered him off his feet. Elizabeth was filling in for him. Who better than the original leader of the Expedition, anyways?

The military part of John began quickly calculating how Todd would react in this unexpected situation. He slowly began to reach for his sidearm.

Elizabeth seemed to sense the tension and, instead of staying behind John, stepped out and nodded at the Wraith. “I apologize for the confusion. I’m afraid Mr. Woolsey is ill and unable to join us. I am Elizabeth Weir.”

Todd’s eyes widened, then lowered as he smiled. At least, as much of a smile as a Wraith could manage. “Ah, the famous Doctor Weir. I remember your voice from our first encounter.”

John glared hard at the Wraith, lowering his arm in the process.

“Although we have never met face to face, I have a great deal of respect for you.” Having rendered everyone silent and slack jawed, he continued. “I recall how you refused to give up your principles at the risk of losing one of your men. Although I would have let Sheppard die more quickly, had I been in your position—“

Thank God you weren’t, John quickly thought to himself.

“—your determination made me realize that Atlantis was indeed a force to be reckoned with.”

John tilted his head. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

Todd turned to regard him. “I see now why you hold your Queen in such high esteem.”

Lorne and his team tried to repress snickers but failed.

McKay’s head jerked up. “His what?”

Elizabeth was rendered speechless, her jaw gaping as she tried to find one word to say.

“She is not my Queen,” John replied between gritted teeth.

Todd lowered his head. “I was under the impression that you had mated with her?”

The floor went deadly silent.

It was a good thing that McKay had left the tablet in his lab. With him standing so rigidly, it would be shattered on the floor by now.

Elizabeth’s look of shock quickly turned to something else.

If looks could kill.

“Lorne, take him to the brig. And stop laughing.”

“Yes, sir.”

As the team descended into the depths of Atlantis, McKay turned and faced the pair. “Are you two — and she — why didn’t you tell me?”

“We aren’t.” “She’s not.”

Apparently, their simultaneous replies seemed to be enough for Rodney. He walked off a second later, but as he tapped his earpiece, John realized that perhaps he had been called away.

Just ten seconds too late.

It took about five seconds of silence before John could pull himself together to turn and look at Elizabeth.

Her arms were crossed, her lips were pressed together in a thin line, and her eyes much darker than they had been.

John chucked a thumb in the direction of the ramp. “I’m gonna go—“

“John?”

“Yeah.”

She leaned in close to his ear. “You’re right. You should’ve killed him when you had the chance.”

“Don’t I know it,” he responded as he walked off.

Hope everyone enjoys! I have to go to physical therapy for my finger in a few minutes. Blegh.

Perfect. I would pay to see this.

[Varda]

Sorry for being a bit late, but Happy Birthday, dear Falcon Horus!
I wish you all the luck and happiness in the world *hugs*

and hello, everybody

ShipperWriter,
your... bad thing is awesome! It's a pleasure to read your fics

[ShipperWriter]

Hey Varda! Good to see you!

OMG.

OMFG!

OMFGLMAO that was a very very VERY BAD THING and you are AWESOMESAUCE for doing it! AHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!

Perfect. I would pay to see this.

Heh, thanks!

[Nolamom]

[Falcon Horus]

Sorry for being a bit late, but Happy Birthday, dear Falcon Horus!
I wish you all the luck and happiness in the world *hugs*

No worries -- my friends' b'day card arrived today, and a former colleague must have realized she'd forgotten about it too cause I got a text from her this morning with belated wishes.

[Scary Kitty]

Good morning, Sparkies! Happy Smutty Tuesday!

Perfect. I would pay to see this.

You and me both. If that scene was ever filmed, I can just imagine the cast having to do a ridiculous amount of takes because they keep laughing their butts off and have to start over.

Ohhhh yeah, that's what I'm talking about!

[Varda]

*hugs ShipperWriter*
how're you?

No worries -- my friends' b'day card arrived today, and a former colleague must have realized she'd forgotten about it too cause I got a text from her this morning with belated wishes.

Well, so it's more than just one day of celebration for you, isn't it?

P.S.
Wonderful pics, Nolamom!

[Falcon Horus]

Well, so it's more than just one day of celebration for you, isn't it?

It even happened that I didn't celebrate my birthday until much later in the year cause my friends would be busy on the moment itself. So, I'm rather used to not celebrating my birthday on the actual day.