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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Humor
Characters:: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagan
Pairing: None
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
greyias and jadesfire2808
Author's Website:
Link: Board Wars
Why This Must Be Read:
Both the commentary and the visuals are hilarious in this story about the team playing both Terran and Pegasus games.
Excerpt:
From the way Elizabeth was looking at them, her head tilted to one side and amusement fighting with annoyance for control of her expression, Rodney guessed that they all looked as bad as they felt. Well, all except Teyla who was wearing her habitual 'what am I going to do with you' face, and kept glaring at Ronon.
"So," Elizabeth said, raising an eyebrow a little. "Did you have fun?"
"The feast went very well, thank you," Teyla said, her voice calm and steady. "I believe our trading agreement will prove most fruitful for both sides."
"Excellent." There was the briefest of pauses, and Rodney didn't dare look up. When he glanced over, Sheppard was making an even closer examination of the floor than he was, while Ronon seemed to find something on the ceiling absolutely fascinating. "I take it you also enjoyed yourselves, gentlemen?"
Rodney cleared his throat, trying not to flush as he felt Ronon and Sheppard's eyes snap towards him. "It was ... er ... really good, thanks. Really ... good ... food ..." He trailed off as Elizabeth's steady gaze bored into him.
"That's good to hear, Rodney," she said. "So would you care to explain to me what happened to Colonel Sheppard's shirt, your boots, and why Ronon has acquired that fetching hat?"
"Er..."
Not the for the first time, Rodney was hugely, hugely grateful for the fact that they were a team, and that whatever she might say to them in private, Teyla always, always stepped up to the plate in public.
"It was part of the festivities," she said smoothly, not looking at any of them, and giving Elizabeth her most winning smile. "And their willingness to participate was received most warmly by the villagers."
"Right." With a look that said she didn't believe a word of it, but didn't really want to know the real story, Elizabeth nodded. "Good work, gentlemen. I'll see you at eight-thirty tomorrow morning for senior staff." She turned to go, adding almost absently, "Just make sure you're fully clothed, won't you?"
Rodney could feel his ears burning, and there was no way that Sheppard could hide the embarrassed flush that had taken up residence in his cheeks as they stiffly made their way out of the Gateroom. There was relative silence as the four of them headed down to the ready room, just the sound of three pairs of boots and the soft moccasins Rodney had been forced to accept after he'd lost his own shoes. He waited until they were well out of hearing range before he turned and poked Ronon in the arm.
"The next time you have a good idea about games, keep it to yourself, okay?"
"What's your problem, McKay?" Ronon asked, tipping the pointed hat back to a more jaunty angle.
"Ronon," Teyla said warningly. "I believe Rodney has a good point. Perhaps you should have chosen a less ... competitive version of Lintels to teach them."
"No fun if there are no losers." The hat was starting to slip from Ronon's head, and he grabbed for it.
Sheppard shook his head. "You know, of all the things I thought I'd learn in the Pegasus Galaxy, a new version of strip poker was not at the top of my list."
...
Rec Category: Humor
Characters:: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, Ronon Dex, Teyla Emmagan
Pairing: None
Het/Slash/Gen: Gen
Warnings: None
Author on LJ:
greyias and jadesfire2808Author's Website:
Link: Board Wars
Why This Must Be Read:
Both the commentary and the visuals are hilarious in this story about the team playing both Terran and Pegasus games.
Excerpt:
From the way Elizabeth was looking at them, her head tilted to one side and amusement fighting with annoyance for control of her expression, Rodney guessed that they all looked as bad as they felt. Well, all except Teyla who was wearing her habitual 'what am I going to do with you' face, and kept glaring at Ronon.
"So," Elizabeth said, raising an eyebrow a little. "Did you have fun?"
"The feast went very well, thank you," Teyla said, her voice calm and steady. "I believe our trading agreement will prove most fruitful for both sides."
"Excellent." There was the briefest of pauses, and Rodney didn't dare look up. When he glanced over, Sheppard was making an even closer examination of the floor than he was, while Ronon seemed to find something on the ceiling absolutely fascinating. "I take it you also enjoyed yourselves, gentlemen?"
Rodney cleared his throat, trying not to flush as he felt Ronon and Sheppard's eyes snap towards him. "It was ... er ... really good, thanks. Really ... good ... food ..." He trailed off as Elizabeth's steady gaze bored into him.
"That's good to hear, Rodney," she said. "So would you care to explain to me what happened to Colonel Sheppard's shirt, your boots, and why Ronon has acquired that fetching hat?"
"Er..."
Not the for the first time, Rodney was hugely, hugely grateful for the fact that they were a team, and that whatever she might say to them in private, Teyla always, always stepped up to the plate in public.
"It was part of the festivities," she said smoothly, not looking at any of them, and giving Elizabeth her most winning smile. "And their willingness to participate was received most warmly by the villagers."
"Right." With a look that said she didn't believe a word of it, but didn't really want to know the real story, Elizabeth nodded. "Good work, gentlemen. I'll see you at eight-thirty tomorrow morning for senior staff." She turned to go, adding almost absently, "Just make sure you're fully clothed, won't you?"
Rodney could feel his ears burning, and there was no way that Sheppard could hide the embarrassed flush that had taken up residence in his cheeks as they stiffly made their way out of the Gateroom. There was relative silence as the four of them headed down to the ready room, just the sound of three pairs of boots and the soft moccasins Rodney had been forced to accept after he'd lost his own shoes. He waited until they were well out of hearing range before he turned and poked Ronon in the arm.
"The next time you have a good idea about games, keep it to yourself, okay?"
"What's your problem, McKay?" Ronon asked, tipping the pointed hat back to a more jaunty angle.
"Ronon," Teyla said warningly. "I believe Rodney has a good point. Perhaps you should have chosen a less ... competitive version of Lintels to teach them."
"No fun if there are no losers." The hat was starting to slip from Ronon's head, and he grabbed for it.
Sheppard shook his head. "You know, of all the things I thought I'd learn in the Pegasus Galaxy, a new version of strip poker was not at the top of my list."
...
