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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author's Website:
Link: Late for the Arrival
Why This Must Be Read:
An oblivious McKay and Sheppard keep receiving hints about their 'relationship' from alien wise women to restroom graffiti. Following the signposts to their epiphany always leaves me with a smile.
Excerpt:
Rodney prided himself on being an attentive person. Well, not all of the time. Just when it came to the really important things.
For example, he had noticed the 'may cause brain damage' tag in the Ancients' data base after only one near-fatal incident with indexed technology. (When Carstairs, or Connors, or whatever his name was, tried to get the Ancient equivalent of a laser scalpel to display three-dimensional images of geological formations. The moron trashed an entire lab and almost fried his brain in the process. The latter wouldn't have been too much of a loss, obviously.)
Also, Rodney had cultivated a healthy respect for inexplicably beeping equipment. Beeps were never a good sign, especially when getting faster and/or louder, and certainly when combined with the emission of a green glow.
Technology was usually nice enough to give clear cues. People were much more difficult to decipher and react to. Unless they were part of Rodney's staff and about to blow something up. Rodney's reaction to that was pretty much Pavlovian by now.
It was no secret that people weren't Rodney's strong suit. This was probably the reason why he hadn't caught on before.
The proverbial clue bus had rolled by four times, each time with a bigger, more colorful, and less mistakable sign plastered to its side, before realization finally hit Rodney like an expertly delivered kick to the head.
It had been pathetic, really.
...
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters:: Rodney McKay, John Sheppard
Pairing: Sheppard/McKay
Het/Slash/Gen: Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author's Website:
Link: Late for the Arrival
Why This Must Be Read:
An oblivious McKay and Sheppard keep receiving hints about their 'relationship' from alien wise women to restroom graffiti. Following the signposts to their epiphany always leaves me with a smile.
Excerpt:
Rodney prided himself on being an attentive person. Well, not all of the time. Just when it came to the really important things.
For example, he had noticed the 'may cause brain damage' tag in the Ancients' data base after only one near-fatal incident with indexed technology. (When Carstairs, or Connors, or whatever his name was, tried to get the Ancient equivalent of a laser scalpel to display three-dimensional images of geological formations. The moron trashed an entire lab and almost fried his brain in the process. The latter wouldn't have been too much of a loss, obviously.)
Also, Rodney had cultivated a healthy respect for inexplicably beeping equipment. Beeps were never a good sign, especially when getting faster and/or louder, and certainly when combined with the emission of a green glow.
Technology was usually nice enough to give clear cues. People were much more difficult to decipher and react to. Unless they were part of Rodney's staff and about to blow something up. Rodney's reaction to that was pretty much Pavlovian by now.
It was no secret that people weren't Rodney's strong suit. This was probably the reason why he hadn't caught on before.
The proverbial clue bus had rolled by four times, each time with a bigger, more colorful, and less mistakable sign plastered to its side, before realization finally hit Rodney like an expertly delivered kick to the head.
It had been pathetic, really.
...
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Date: 2012-03-26 11:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-26 11:25 pm (UTC)