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Rec Category: Vala Mal Doran
Pairing Names: Vala/Teal'c friendship
Pairing: none
Category: episode tag, friendship, gen, team fic, Vala/Teal'c friendship, Vala, Teal'c
Warning: none
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
_minxy_
Author's Website: n/a
Link: Without Fear of Wind or Vertigo (the Joker’s Wild remix)
Why This Must Be Read: Besides being a wonderful episode tag for Unending, it's an absolutely brilliant look at Vala's character and her friendship with Teal'c. This is Vala. Every side of her, from the broken, to the mending, to the slightly flighty and fun side of her. And Teal'c, the steady, quiet one, who manages to find a point of connection with her that most wouldn't expect (and really, the hair colours still make me smile) but fits them so perfectly and really highlights their friendship. The fic really shows how on first look Vala and Teal'c land on opposite sides of the personality spectrum, one flighty and in constant motion, the other quiet and steady, but underneath all the jokes and the pranks there is a bond, with each other, with the team.
And I strongly recommend readingholdouttrout's Jester's Silence, because it really is the other side of this fic told in Teal'c pov and equally lovely.
“I’m bored,” she says to the stars. They don’t answer back; they are on the wrong side of the time bubble, like everything is.
“There are many possible activities on the ship,” Teal’c says, and Vala, without turning, knows he has not yet opened his eyes. It is an old refrain, from an old man lecturing a little girl and telling her the way the world is. She wonders sometimes if he ever remembers that they are of an age.
Perhaps she is also nearing a flash point, like Colonel Mitchell. “I’ve done them all,” she says with finality. She does not want platitudes.
“That is unlikely,” Teal’c replies, and now she turns to look at him. He hasn’t moved.
“Fine,” she says, revising her mental script of how this conversation usually goes; the view in front of her hasn’t changed, the view behind is old light traveling farther than she ever will again. She leaves her back turned to the stars. “I’m still bored.” It is a challenge and an attack.
Rec Category: Vala Mal Doran
Pairing Names: Vala/Teal'c friendship
Pairing: none
Category: episode tag, friendship, gen, team fic, Vala/Teal'c friendship, Vala, Teal'c
Warning: none
Author on LJ:
_minxy_Author's Website: n/a
Link: Without Fear of Wind or Vertigo (the Joker’s Wild remix)
Why This Must Be Read: Besides being a wonderful episode tag for Unending, it's an absolutely brilliant look at Vala's character and her friendship with Teal'c. This is Vala. Every side of her, from the broken, to the mending, to the slightly flighty and fun side of her. And Teal'c, the steady, quiet one, who manages to find a point of connection with her that most wouldn't expect (and really, the hair colours still make me smile) but fits them so perfectly and really highlights their friendship. The fic really shows how on first look Vala and Teal'c land on opposite sides of the personality spectrum, one flighty and in constant motion, the other quiet and steady, but underneath all the jokes and the pranks there is a bond, with each other, with the team.
And I strongly recommend reading
holdouttrout's Jester's Silence, because it really is the other side of this fic told in Teal'c pov and equally lovely. “I’m bored,” she says to the stars. They don’t answer back; they are on the wrong side of the time bubble, like everything is.
“There are many possible activities on the ship,” Teal’c says, and Vala, without turning, knows he has not yet opened his eyes. It is an old refrain, from an old man lecturing a little girl and telling her the way the world is. She wonders sometimes if he ever remembers that they are of an age.
Perhaps she is also nearing a flash point, like Colonel Mitchell. “I’ve done them all,” she says with finality. She does not want platitudes.
“That is unlikely,” Teal’c replies, and now she turns to look at him. He hasn’t moved.
“Fine,” she says, revising her mental script of how this conversation usually goes; the view in front of her hasn’t changed, the view behind is old light traveling farther than she ever will again. She leaves her back turned to the stars. “I’m still bored.” It is a challenge and an attack.
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