John Discovers Fire by rosiepaw (M)
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stargateficrecJohn Discovers Fire by rosiepaw (M)
Show: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rosiepaw
Author's Website:
Link: John Discovers Fire
Why This Must Be Read:
I've read and enjoyed a number of stories where John goes primitive/feral, so having Rodney as the one who regresses was a fun twist. Of course, even regressed, Rodney is a highly intelligent caveman with the ATA gene. Life gets very interesting for John with Rodney running loose on Atlantis.
Excerpt:
John spent the better part of the next hour torn between laughing out loud and banging his head against a wall. Having teams of Marines stealthily sneaking up on targets that turned out to be other teams of Marines was really only funny the first half-dozen times. On the other hand, John did feel a certain bemused pride as Rodney continued to out-stealth the lot of them.
As Ronon put it, “McKay’s been holding out on us. Didn’t know he was this good.”
Cpl. Jacobson, perhaps trying to redeem himself, had put forward the bright idea of setting guards on the stores of MREs. That lasted until Ronon pointed out that MREs didn’t look like food unless you already knew they were food – and really, not even then.
At least Jacobson had the sense to stay with the rest of his team. Morrione and Levesque got separated from theirs but continued on until they came to two rooms at the end of a corridor. Of course, they each decided to take one instead of sticking together and searching one room at a time. This led to Morrione radioing frantically for a medical team after he found Levesque lying on the floor, unconscious.
By the time John and Lorne got there, Levesque was awake but groggy. He’d tripped on something coming into the room – further examination revealed the remains of a trip wire – and had then been struck on the back of the head.
“With this?” asked John, picking up a heavy-looking Ancient artifact from the floor. It chirruped pleasantly at him and began to display coloured lights in attractive patterns. Normally Rodney would have been horrified at the thought of using it as a weapon, but even the Pegasus standards of normality didn’t apply to the current situation.
“I, uh, I don’t know. Sir. Ow!” Levesque tried to turn his head and glare at the medic probing the lump on the back of his head.
“Your sidearm is missing, Corporal,” observed Lorne.
“Yes, sir, I know, sir. Also, the, uh, I was, uh – I was carrying an LSD. That’s gone, too. Sir.”
A Cro-Magnon genius on the loose with a firearm and a tracking device. Just what they needed.
“Anything else missing, Corporal?”
“My radio, sir. My utility knife. And I had a half-eaten powerbar in my pocket, sir.”
Make that a Cro-Magnon genius with a firearm and a tracking device who now knew that sometimes food came wrapped in foil packages and who therefore didn’t need to get anywhere near the mess to find provisions. John wondered what Rodney was likely to figure out next.
“Colonel?” Lorne got his attention. “Do you think we should we post a guard on the jumper bay?”
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Show: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:
rosiepawAuthor's Website:
Link: John Discovers Fire
Why This Must Be Read:
I've read and enjoyed a number of stories where John goes primitive/feral, so having Rodney as the one who regresses was a fun twist. Of course, even regressed, Rodney is a highly intelligent caveman with the ATA gene. Life gets very interesting for John with Rodney running loose on Atlantis.
Excerpt:
John spent the better part of the next hour torn between laughing out loud and banging his head against a wall. Having teams of Marines stealthily sneaking up on targets that turned out to be other teams of Marines was really only funny the first half-dozen times. On the other hand, John did feel a certain bemused pride as Rodney continued to out-stealth the lot of them.
As Ronon put it, “McKay’s been holding out on us. Didn’t know he was this good.”
Cpl. Jacobson, perhaps trying to redeem himself, had put forward the bright idea of setting guards on the stores of MREs. That lasted until Ronon pointed out that MREs didn’t look like food unless you already knew they were food – and really, not even then.
At least Jacobson had the sense to stay with the rest of his team. Morrione and Levesque got separated from theirs but continued on until they came to two rooms at the end of a corridor. Of course, they each decided to take one instead of sticking together and searching one room at a time. This led to Morrione radioing frantically for a medical team after he found Levesque lying on the floor, unconscious.
By the time John and Lorne got there, Levesque was awake but groggy. He’d tripped on something coming into the room – further examination revealed the remains of a trip wire – and had then been struck on the back of the head.
“With this?” asked John, picking up a heavy-looking Ancient artifact from the floor. It chirruped pleasantly at him and began to display coloured lights in attractive patterns. Normally Rodney would have been horrified at the thought of using it as a weapon, but even the Pegasus standards of normality didn’t apply to the current situation.
“I, uh, I don’t know. Sir. Ow!” Levesque tried to turn his head and glare at the medic probing the lump on the back of his head.
“Your sidearm is missing, Corporal,” observed Lorne.
“Yes, sir, I know, sir. Also, the, uh, I was, uh – I was carrying an LSD. That’s gone, too. Sir.”
A Cro-Magnon genius on the loose with a firearm and a tracking device. Just what they needed.
“Anything else missing, Corporal?”
“My radio, sir. My utility knife. And I had a half-eaten powerbar in my pocket, sir.”
Make that a Cro-Magnon genius with a firearm and a tracking device who now knew that sometimes food came wrapped in foil packages and who therefore didn’t need to get anywhere near the mess to find provisions. John wondered what Rodney was likely to figure out next.
“Colonel?” Lorne got his attention. “Do you think we should we post a guard on the jumper bay?”
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