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John Sheppard/Teyla Emmagan Appreciation/Ship/Discussion Thread
Humor is the great thing, the saving thing after all. The minute it crops up, all our hardnesses yield, all our irritations, and resentments flit away, and a sunny spirit takes their place. --Mark Twain
Humor is the great thing, the saving thing after all. The minute it crops up, all our hardnesses yield, all our irritations, and resentments flit away, and a sunny spirit takes their place. --Mark Twain
Even half a world away, my Christmas-ness has affected you. LOL That's ok...my family started their shopping last week so the UPS chick has been dropping packages off practically every day (because Amazon likes to break up their orders so much )
Keira has all the wrapping paper ready to go. Now I just gotta go to Target and get some Scotch tape. LOL
And I don't think it's too early. I'm just waiting a week to send my Christmas cards out a week because my sister is sending out her wedding announcements today--I would hate to rain on her parade. LOL
Humor is the great thing, the saving thing after all. The minute it crops up, all our hardnesses yield, all our irritations, and resentments flit away, and a sunny spirit takes their place. --Mark Twain
Even half a world away, my Christmas-ness has affected you. LOL That's ok...my family started their shopping last week so the UPS chick has been dropping packages off practically every day (because Amazon likes to break up their orders so much )
Keira has all the wrapping paper ready to go. Now I just gotta go to Target and get some Scotch tape. LOL
And I don't think it's too early. I'm just waiting a week to send my Christmas cards out a week because my sister is sending out her wedding announcements today--I would hate to rain on her parade. LOL
Hahaha. You're too nice I'll send mine half way through the month
So, I'm using cc_mac's great fic idea of (Spoilers for Inquisition)
Spoiler:
writing an AU fic when Woolsey never came and the team were found guilty.
It's totally 100% a WIP. I'll try to update regularly. Remember, *try* So, here we go...
Spoiler:
He failed them.
As John walked into the cell with his friends, his family, guilt weighed him down. Not the guilt the elders of the coalition spoke against him and the Atlantis expedition, but the guilt of knowing that his people trusted him and he couldn’t protect them from a cruel punishment.
The door to the cell opened, the guard roughly pushing him inside. Three pairs of hopeful eyes looked at him.
Unable to speak, he shook his head slowly.
Teyla gasped, Ronon grunted and Rodney started babbling. “How could you not convince them, Sheppard? Did you forget what was at stake? Like our freedom?”
“Rodney,” Teyla interrupted, her voice more terse than normal. “I have no doubt John did all he could to defend the actions of Atlantis.” She took a deep breath. “I must speak to them. Perhaps with my connection to the Athosians, they will change their mind.”
John looked up in disbelief. “Don’t waste your time. They already had a verdict before they captured us.”
“Still,” she said, forcing her voice to stay strong, “I cannot allow for them to take me away from my son without a fight.”
John closed his eyes slowly, unwilling to see the pain on Teyla’s face. Damn, he thought, I should have fought harder, if only for her sake.
She walked to the cell door, her powerful steps portraying none of the fear she felt inside. “Allow me to speak to the council,” she said firmly to the closest guard.
Several seconds passed silently. The tension filled the cell, making it uncomfortable to watch the stand-off at the door: condemned versus freed. Finally, the man relented. “Very well,” he said stiffly. “But I would not expect for them to be pleased to see you.”
Quickly, he unlocked the door. Teyla turned back to the men. “I will return shortly. Hopefully, with more promising news.”
With a loud snap, the door shut. Rodney began pacing. “So, now what do we do?”
Humor is the great thing, the saving thing after all. The minute it crops up, all our hardnesses yield, all our irritations, and resentments flit away, and a sunny spirit takes their place. --Mark Twain
What you will do?: Art, Fic, Video
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So far, these people have signed up.
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The rest of you get your bum's in gear
Did the Boss Die and leave you in charge? I'm busy as it is, I'm planning on having my story for Linda finished and omnline at ff.net by the 1st on next month, because it is NANOWRIMO!!!! I wanna be ready ready ready!!! So I gotta get working on Linda's fic before the 1st gets here otherwise it goes to the back burner for 30 days
This is the Assassin's Way part 17 complete "Elegant beauty is Nature. but only for the gentle and soft Flower" ~Hu Ge
"The one thing every new hairstylist must learn is how to do hair in a combat zone!" Bob; owner of Bob & Weave's Combat Salon in Red Dust Club, an original story currently in progress
So, I'm using cc_mac's great fic idea of (Spoilers for Inquisition)
Spoiler:
writing an AU fic when Woolsey never came and the team were found guilty.
It's totally 100% a WIP. I'll try to update regularly. Remember, *try* So, here we go...
Spoiler:
He failed them.
As John walked into the cell with his friends, his family, guilt weighed him down. Not the guilt the elders of the coalition spoke against him and the Atlantis expedition, but the guilt of knowing that his people trusted him and he couldn’t protect them from a cruel punishment.
The door to the cell opened, the guard roughly pushing him inside. Three pairs of hopeful eyes looked at him.
Unable to speak, he shook his head slowly.
Teyla gasped, Ronon grunted and Rodney started babbling. “How could you not convince them, Sheppard? Did you forget what was at stake? Like our freedom?”
“Rodney,” Teyla interrupted, her voice more terse than normal. “I have no doubt John did all he could to defend the actions of Atlantis.” She took a deep breath. “I must speak to them. Perhaps with my connection to the Athosians, they will change their mind.”
John looked up in disbelief. “Don’t waste your time. They already had a verdict before they captured us.”
“Still,” she said, forcing her voice to stay strong, “I cannot allow for them to take me away from my son without a fight.”
John closed his eyes slowly, unwilling to see the pain on Teyla’s face. Damn, he thought, I should have fought harder, if only for her sake.
She walked to the cell door, her powerful steps portraying none of the fear she felt inside. “Allow me to speak to the council,” she said firmly to the closest guard.
Several seconds passed silently. The tension filled the cell, making it uncomfortable to watch the stand-off at the door: condemned versus freed. Finally, the man relented. “Very well,” he said stiffly. “But I would not expect for them to be pleased to see you.”
Quickly, he unlocked the door. Teyla turned back to the men. “I will return shortly. Hopefully, with more promising news.”
With a loud snap, the door shut. Rodney began pacing. “So, now what do we do?”
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