Self-Made Men by enigmaticblue (M)
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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters: Rodney McKay John Sheppard
Pairings: Sheppard/McKay
Categories: Alternate Universe Drama First Time Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author's Website:
Link: Self-Made Men
Why This Must Be Read:
John is a natural as a disinherited police officer in this steampunk AU, as is the rest of the team.
The first time Rodney sees John Sheppard, he has just stepped off the airship and onto the North Pier. The small figure is flying between the spires of the city, too far away for Rodney to be able to recognize Sheppard later; close enough to know it’s a person. He thinks it a good omen at the time—not that he believes in such things. It turns out that he’s not right, but he’s not wrong either.
He reminds himself that he’s come to Atlantis for the scientific opportunities, and not just anyone has that honor. After all, only the best and the brightest are invited, and Rodney is certainly that.
He gazes up at the spires that modern man can only hope to emulate, watching the small figure gracefully looping over the city, the sunlight glinting off bright metal ribs.
Rodney smiles at the sight, mentally wishes the flying man well, and walks into his future.
Rec Category: Sheppard/McKay
Characters: Rodney McKay John Sheppard
Pairings: Sheppard/McKay
Categories: Alternate Universe Drama First Time Slash
Warnings: None
Author on LJ: [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]
Author's Website:
Link: Self-Made Men
Why This Must Be Read:
John is a natural as a disinherited police officer in this steampunk AU, as is the rest of the team.
The first time Rodney sees John Sheppard, he has just stepped off the airship and onto the North Pier. The small figure is flying between the spires of the city, too far away for Rodney to be able to recognize Sheppard later; close enough to know it’s a person. He thinks it a good omen at the time—not that he believes in such things. It turns out that he’s not right, but he’s not wrong either.
He reminds himself that he’s come to Atlantis for the scientific opportunities, and not just anyone has that honor. After all, only the best and the brightest are invited, and Rodney is certainly that.
He gazes up at the spires that modern man can only hope to emulate, watching the small figure gracefully looping over the city, the sunlight glinting off bright metal ribs.
Rodney smiles at the sight, mentally wishes the flying man well, and walks into his future.
