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bironicOne of my dreams last night involved Rodney and Ronon walking into a shoe store with a blister pack of birth control pills that Rodney was safekeeping for Sheppard, who had to take them regularly to help with the strain of using his ATA gene. Pills were falling out of the pack and Rodney and Ronon were scrambling to pick them up off the carpet.
Sheppard, meanwhile, had been captured and was being kept in a secluded meadow under an isolated few trees, tied up, waiting for sacrifice. His captor was a guy wearing a purple bird suit. Alone, Sheppard swore he would survive. Under his breath, he said, "Kid, I'm coming home"—he'd left his wife or girlfriend pregnant back on Earth and hadn't seen the child yet, and he was living for him. Rodney, elsewhere on the planet, was working to get them all out.
Cut to Rodney appearing in a dorm or school as he made it back from that place.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
usomitai was his roommate and they passed each other in the hall as she went to watch SGA right after it'd aired. Rodney had to get dressed, remembering the ordeal he'd just undergone on the "naked planet" where all he'd been given were socks (spelled "sox") and a scarf.
Eventually the whole team was back, but nobody would talk about what happened.
Rodney met up with Ronon afterwards and Ronon wanted him to touch him in certain places, a Satedan ritual for the cessation of mourning now that Ronon knew Rodney wasn't dead. He directed Rodney gently, "Touch me here," indicating the soft skin on his side under his arm, and then again on the other side. Then they hugged hard, and then Ronon was kissing him, and I was Rodney, so I could feel his mouth, Ronon and Rodney making out there in the middle of the street, with "hallelujah"-type music playing in the background.
At a team meal, Rodney revealed that Teyla hadn't spoken a word to him since their captivity.
This reminds me that I never posted another SGA dream I wrote up a month ago -- The Atlantis personnel are on the moon having a picnic. Standing on the terminator line between day and night, Sheppard (and isn't this a perfect shot of him, I think, half lit and half in shadow; you could make an icon of it and put "liminal" next to him) calls for everyone to pack it in and move before the shadow reaches them and it gets too cold. He waits to make sure everyone's clear, thinking he can handle the chill. But a minute later, walking in the dark, alone, he staggers, lethargic and confused from the cold, and his leg gives out from under him, and he goes down, and no one else is around to know it and rescue him. Dramatic episode music swells as he lies there, and in moments his body tightens and crinkles like a mummy, deep-frozen.
Many others were caught in the cold, too, as the camera pans over the dark landscape littered with fallen, frozen bodies. But there are stirrings, and a few people sit up. Large-eyed and dressed in something that looks like a costume, one woman calmly gets up and surveys the scene. She has supernatural powers that leave her untouched by the extreme temperature, and she's looking to see who else has them. With dawning horror, it becomes clear that this whole scenario was a ruthless plot to weed out superheroes from ordinary people. The women—and men, I guess, but mostly I remember women—gather together and begin to carry out their evil plot.
Back in Atlantis, Rodney hides under an invisible cloak monitoring what's going on. (He's hiding behind the door to the bathroom in my house, but the narrator says he's under a table in the bio lab, which sounds much safer.) The supervillain-women are there, and of course they stop to check out the room as they continue to do whatever it is they're doing. Rodney presses back against the wall as far as he can, because even though he's invisible, they could still feel or hear him.
A glimpse at another small team gathered in a hallway to plan out how to retake the city shows that Sheppard is still alive—either revived or having faked his own death earlier.
In waking life, today was the third day of classes and I spent about four hours afterwards searching for someone to interview for an assignment, only to find out that the guy I picked is no longer with this university. Then I went to dinner with my classmates and program faculty. (There was a moment where I thought, ha, Zelenka & Carson & Sheppard, when my Air Force classmate was talking to a department administrator from the Czech Republic and a fellow classmate with a very Scottish name.)
(I miss House. There was a guy at a BBQ this week who looked just a bit like Robert Sean Leonard. Well, more like him than anyone I've ever met.)
Boy, my life is exciting. I think I'll do a crossword before bed and start the weekend tomorrow with a stimulating load of laundry.
Sheppard, meanwhile, had been captured and was being kept in a secluded meadow under an isolated few trees, tied up, waiting for sacrifice. His captor was a guy wearing a purple bird suit. Alone, Sheppard swore he would survive. Under his breath, he said, "Kid, I'm coming home"—he'd left his wife or girlfriend pregnant back on Earth and hadn't seen the child yet, and he was living for him. Rodney, elsewhere on the planet, was working to get them all out.
Cut to Rodney appearing in a dorm or school as he made it back from that place.
usomitai was his roommate and they passed each other in the hall as she went to watch SGA right after it'd aired. Rodney had to get dressed, remembering the ordeal he'd just undergone on the "naked planet" where all he'd been given were socks (spelled "sox") and a scarf.Eventually the whole team was back, but nobody would talk about what happened.
Rodney met up with Ronon afterwards and Ronon wanted him to touch him in certain places, a Satedan ritual for the cessation of mourning now that Ronon knew Rodney wasn't dead. He directed Rodney gently, "Touch me here," indicating the soft skin on his side under his arm, and then again on the other side. Then they hugged hard, and then Ronon was kissing him, and I was Rodney, so I could feel his mouth, Ronon and Rodney making out there in the middle of the street, with "hallelujah"-type music playing in the background.
At a team meal, Rodney revealed that Teyla hadn't spoken a word to him since their captivity.
This reminds me that I never posted another SGA dream I wrote up a month ago -- The Atlantis personnel are on the moon having a picnic. Standing on the terminator line between day and night, Sheppard (and isn't this a perfect shot of him, I think, half lit and half in shadow; you could make an icon of it and put "liminal" next to him) calls for everyone to pack it in and move before the shadow reaches them and it gets too cold. He waits to make sure everyone's clear, thinking he can handle the chill. But a minute later, walking in the dark, alone, he staggers, lethargic and confused from the cold, and his leg gives out from under him, and he goes down, and no one else is around to know it and rescue him. Dramatic episode music swells as he lies there, and in moments his body tightens and crinkles like a mummy, deep-frozen.
Many others were caught in the cold, too, as the camera pans over the dark landscape littered with fallen, frozen bodies. But there are stirrings, and a few people sit up. Large-eyed and dressed in something that looks like a costume, one woman calmly gets up and surveys the scene. She has supernatural powers that leave her untouched by the extreme temperature, and she's looking to see who else has them. With dawning horror, it becomes clear that this whole scenario was a ruthless plot to weed out superheroes from ordinary people. The women—and men, I guess, but mostly I remember women—gather together and begin to carry out their evil plot.
Back in Atlantis, Rodney hides under an invisible cloak monitoring what's going on. (He's hiding behind the door to the bathroom in my house, but the narrator says he's under a table in the bio lab, which sounds much safer.) The supervillain-women are there, and of course they stop to check out the room as they continue to do whatever it is they're doing. Rodney presses back against the wall as far as he can, because even though he's invisible, they could still feel or hear him.
A glimpse at another small team gathered in a hallway to plan out how to retake the city shows that Sheppard is still alive—either revived or having faked his own death earlier.
In waking life, today was the third day of classes and I spent about four hours afterwards searching for someone to interview for an assignment, only to find out that the guy I picked is no longer with this university. Then I went to dinner with my classmates and program faculty. (There was a moment where I thought, ha, Zelenka & Carson & Sheppard, when my Air Force classmate was talking to a department administrator from the Czech Republic and a fellow classmate with a very Scottish name.)
(I miss House. There was a guy at a BBQ this week who looked just a bit like Robert Sean Leonard. Well, more like him than anyone I've ever met.)
Boy, my life is exciting. I think I'll do a crossword before bed and start the weekend tomorrow with a stimulating load of laundry.
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Date: Sep. 6th, 2008 12:43 pm (UTC)I would pay to read fic where Sheppard has to take birth control pills. Seriously. Especially with the irony of having had a kid anyway.
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