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I'm still working on the H/C bingo prompts (my goal is one a week) but I'm also doing less short fic because I'm determined to wrap up some of the longer WIPs that I have going! I've got at least four fics that are 3k words or more that I've just been sort of putting off.
And I'm working on a big bang... it's RPF though (three guesses as to pairing - and I'll give you a hint, it's definitely "Cam" and "Vala" related ) that's going to end up being 15k words, but it won't be posted until September.
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Yeah, September. Even if I finish it earlier than that (I'm at 6000 words so far - it has to be 10,000 by the first draft due date, and 15,000 by the final draft due date!) I'm not allowed to post it before then. But, I do like that it forces me to take my time and not just plow through it like I normally do with fic!
It's basically a timeline story... it starts off with them first meeting filming Farscape and works it's way through present day.
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Originally posted by dizzydame View PostYeah, September. Even if I finish it earlier than that (I'm at 6000 words so far - it has to be 10,000 by the first draft due date, and 15,000 by the final draft due date!) I'm not allowed to post it before then. But, I do like that it forces me to take my time and not just plow through it like I normally do with fic!
It's basically a timeline story... it starts off with them first meeting filming Farscape and works it's way through present day.
Originally posted by CKO View Postokay nutty... no more excuses... we wants pix ficsOriginally posted by jelgateThis brings much pain but SQ is right
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Bingo square #2 - Nervous Breakdown
I'm actually not happy with this one either - not as a ficlet based on nervous breakdowns - but I guess the purpose of this is to keep me writing and posted, so here you go!
Spoiler:Cam slams the captain against the wall, hearing a dangerous thunk of skull and cement and not caring. "I see you touch her again, you don't want to know what will happen."
As far as threats go, it's not the most original but he's not exactly firing on all cylinders. He doesn't waste time on further intimidation, either. He turns, hot on Vala's heels since he knows if she gets too far away he'll never find her.
He breaks into a jog when he realizes they aren't heading toward her quarters. He catches her when she stops to open the door to a staircase. He knows it as one of many that wind their way upwards to the surface.
She's shaking, her face pale, and she doesn't say anything. That's okay; that's how Vala does it.
"Go." He says, giving her a little shove. She jerks forward, eyes cutting into him but his face is stone cold, not giving anything. "Wherever you were going, go."
She starts up the stairs, and he follows behind her. They're both breathing hard by the time they make it to her destination. It's not the surface, of course; they don't leave exits unguarded like this. It is a small store room that he didn't even know existed, though.
Apparently, not many other people do, either. Vala's clearly made herself comfortable here.
"I could have handled him." Vala says, referring to the captain that got a little too handsy. "You didn't have to do that."
"I know. Felt good though." Cam says. cracking his knuckles. He still doesn't ask her if she's okay. The room is filled with boxes. "Do you have - is this all food?"
"Not all." She says. "Other supplies. Ammunition."
He opens one box. "A hair dryer? Vala, this isn't an SGC storeroom is it?"
"I thought it best to be prepared."
"You've been here five years. What do you need to prepare for?"
Well, maybe that's a dumb question. She rolls her eyes at him and the fact that she doesn't say anything else proves that she still shaken up. She's a master with words, she'll talk someone's head off, but when she goes all quiet.... that's when you know something's wrong.
It's not the captain. Even Cam is perceptive enough to know that.
It's that last mission. They'd ran into a Goa'uld stronghold, somewhere they'd salvaged a few worms - symbiotes.
They planted them in children.
The Tok'ra are no where to be found and now they have three kids who should still be drinking juice before naptime, three kids that Lam refuses to touch with a surgical implement.
They sensed the naquadah in Sam, but it was Vala they were drawn to. Not surprising, considering how long Vala was a host, compared to Sam. The children ask for her constantly, they treat her as an ally, they treat her like a <i>mother</I>, while the rest of the SGC are barely tolerated nuisances.
But Cam doesn't say anything about that. "Okay, maybe being prepared isn't such a bad idea. You come up here a lot?"
She shrugs, a delicate surge and drop of her shoulders. "Once in a while."
He has no idea how long she'll want to stay here, but he won't leave until he does. Vala has a lot of friends at the SGC these days, but there aren't many people that know all of what has happened to her, even during her time here. Being taken, the Ori galaxy, losing her kid... losing Jackson, again and again, to death and to his own choices to put himself away from her. So yeah, maybe Cam has a soft spot for her.
He sits down, digging in his pocket and pulls out a snickers bar. "Want some?"
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