Rose wasn't listening to him, because that meant paying attention to the thing he was stroking gently.
The Doctor took her not-listening in stride, fingers dancing carefully along the back of the eel. "Aren't you just precious? Evolution gave you such a head-start." He grinned goofily as the eel wriggled in seeming agreement. It was also possible the eel simply wanted this strange creature to stop touching it, but the Doctor wasn't going to entertain that notion.
"Could learn a lot from a moray, y'know," the Doctor didn't bother enumerating, as that would take far too long. Instead, he puckered his lips and made what, to Rose, sounded suspiciously like kissy noises.
Only they couldn't be. No grown man would make kissy noises at a fish.
Would he?
"Who's the evolutionary superior creature?" The Doctor asked in a syrupy tone, still stroking the eel.
Cameron looked up from the paperwork he'd ended up bringing with him to find Vala gesturing with her straw. There was pink, on the end, threatening to drip anywhere at any moment, "We've had this conversation," he informed her, prudently removing the paperwork from her reach.
"I know, I think we should have it again." She smiled brightly, "Daniel always lets me drive."
"Jackson is certifiable."
"Well, he does have a bit of a sociopathological complex, sometimes, but he's not that bad." She put the straw down, and folded her arms on the table, leaning over them as her facial expression turned serious, "I think he needs a little bit of a vacation."
"Right. While the Ori--"
Vala smacked a hand on the table and slumped backwards in the booth, "Oh, you had to go and throw that in my face, didn't you?! As if I'm not upset enough as it is that my flesh and blood is out there--"
"I wasn't throwing it in your face."
"You were." She crossed her arms and sulked.
Cameron sighed, "Eat your shake."
"It's strawberry."
"So?"
"I've decided I don't like strawberry."
"Fine." Cameron began packing the paperwork into his case.
"What are you doing?"
"Packing to go back."
"But, we're free! Why would you want to go back?"
"Well, you're done and I'm done, and Sam needs these reports back." Cameron didn't mention that he wanted to make sure Sam had eaten.
"Oh."
It wasn't until they were in the car that Vala spoke again, "Does Colonel Carter always have to work so hard?"
"What d'you mean?"
"Staying on base all hours--you know, I don't think she even gets very much sleep. Sometimes, I'll be up, bored, and I'll find her just standing in a hallway looking lost."
Cameron had to admit he hadn't realized Sam was pulling all-nighters. "Every night?"
"Well, not every night. I don't always go for a walk when I'm bored."
Making a turn, Cameron tried to decide what Vala's motive was for bringing this up. He shot her a glance at the next stop sign. "And why do you care?"
"I care because she's one of the few intelligent people here, and without her, we might not be able to stop the Ori--not that we are able to now, of course."
"You know, the SGC tries to keep Sam from working overtime--it's never really worked. Even when Doc Frasier exiled her for medical exhaustion. So, what's your suggestion?"
Cameron was really glad they were at a stop light. "Sex? That's your answer?"
"Yes. If Colonel Carter had a lover, she'd be less likely to become absorbed in her work."
Dodging three cars, Cameron wondered why he was so interested in this conversation. "Who would you suggest?" Because, really, he did want to know.
"Well, I'd considered Teal'c, but there's a jaffa warrior he's currently rather heavily involved with. Daniel is, well, he's Daniel, and that wouldn't work as he wouldn't be enough of a distraction." Vala huffed a bit, then glanced at him, "And then I thought of you, but you seem to just think of her as a friend. And Landry's too old."
Trying to decide whether to be flattered or not, Cameron took the last turn into the mountain, "So that leaves...Bra'tac?"
"Someone we haven't yet met," Vala replied with a sort of triumph.
Cameron parked the car and got out, snagging his case of documents. "Someone we haven't met?"
"Precisely. I think, as long as we watch, we'll find somebody within the next couple of missions who will fit the bill."
"And then?"
"Then Colonel Carter won't work quite so hard."
Mitchell waved his pass at the guard and headed for the elevator, "So, what you're saying is, while we're trying to find the ultimate weapon to stop the Ori we should also be scoping out local men--"
"And women."
That gave him pause, but he continued as the elevator doors closed. "--and women, so that Sam can get laid."
"Precisely. Isn't it a brilliant plan?"
"Well," he muttered as the elevator deposited them on the same level as Sam's lab, "It's a brilliant something all right."
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dude. what is, um, Devon's teacher friend/mentor guy's name? It is NOT BOOK. This I know. But my brain is blanking. Also, assume my Billyspam has not got through yet. Will rememdy in a bit.
THIS is because Devon is like version 1.0 of Liz's version 3.1. (Note that JULIA WAS LIZ AND I LAUGH AT THAT. And Janeway is version 2.0, where BlondeLizzie is 3.0 and Mom is version XP. Janet is kind of version 2.9.4 or something.)
He's just a big, Alpha, that one. Hrm. He's like a cross between Chief and Ronon, oddly. Someone who allows himself to be ordered around, but only by certain people. And who'd probably be dynamite in bed. Mmm.
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Write a Doctor Who crossover with your fandom of choice?
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"They're beautiful, you know."
Rose wasn't listening to him, because that meant paying attention to the thing he was stroking gently.
The Doctor took her not-listening in stride, fingers dancing carefully along the back of the eel. "Aren't you just precious? Evolution gave you such a head-start." He grinned goofily as the eel wriggled in seeming agreement. It was also possible the eel simply wanted this strange creature to stop touching it, but the Doctor wasn't going to entertain that notion.
"Could learn a lot from a moray, y'know," the Doctor didn't bother enumerating, as that would take far too long. Instead, he puckered his lips and made what, to Rose, sounded suspiciously like kissy noises.
Only they couldn't be. No grown man would make kissy noises at a fish.
Would he?
"Who's the evolutionary superior creature?" The Doctor asked in a syrupy tone, still stroking the eel.
He would.
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Civilian casualties under 15K if you can manage, please.
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Earth 2 fic for nostalgia sake *still sniffling a bit*
Kara/Sharon?
Something for TBW, please?
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Lyssie, for this line alone, you=love. :) :)
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give me more of a prompt?
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Cameron looked up from the paperwork he'd ended up bringing with him to find Vala gesturing with her straw. There was pink, on the end, threatening to drip anywhere at any moment, "We've had this conversation," he informed her, prudently removing the paperwork from her reach.
"I know, I think we should have it again." She smiled brightly, "Daniel always lets me drive."
"Jackson is certifiable."
"Well, he does have a bit of a sociopathological complex, sometimes, but he's not that bad." She put the straw down, and folded her arms on the table, leaning over them as her facial expression turned serious, "I think he needs a little bit of a vacation."
"Right. While the Ori--"
Vala smacked a hand on the table and slumped backwards in the booth, "Oh, you had to go and throw that in my face, didn't you?! As if I'm not upset enough as it is that my flesh and blood is out there--"
"I wasn't throwing it in your face."
"You were." She crossed her arms and sulked.
Cameron sighed, "Eat your shake."
"It's strawberry."
"So?"
"I've decided I don't like strawberry."
"Fine." Cameron began packing the paperwork into his case.
"What are you doing?"
"Packing to go back."
"But, we're free! Why would you want to go back?"
"Well, you're done and I'm done, and Sam needs these reports back." Cameron didn't mention that he wanted to make sure Sam had eaten.
"Oh."
It wasn't until they were in the car that Vala spoke again, "Does Colonel Carter always have to work so hard?"
"What d'you mean?"
"Staying on base all hours--you know, I don't think she even gets very much sleep. Sometimes, I'll be up, bored, and I'll find her just standing in a hallway looking lost."
Cameron had to admit he hadn't realized Sam was pulling all-nighters. "Every night?"
"Well, not every night. I don't always go for a walk when I'm bored."
Making a turn, Cameron tried to decide what Vala's motive was for bringing this up. He shot her a glance at the next stop sign. "And why do you care?"
"I care because she's one of the few intelligent people here, and without her, we might not be able to stop the Ori--not that we are able to now, of course."
"You know, the SGC tries to keep Sam from working overtime--it's never really worked. Even when Doc Frasier exiled her for medical exhaustion. So, what's your suggestion?"
"Sex."
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"Yes. If Colonel Carter had a lover, she'd be less likely to become absorbed in her work."
Dodging three cars, Cameron wondered why he was so interested in this conversation. "Who would you suggest?" Because, really, he did want to know.
"Well, I'd considered Teal'c, but there's a jaffa warrior he's currently rather heavily involved with. Daniel is, well, he's Daniel, and that wouldn't work as he wouldn't be enough of a distraction." Vala huffed a bit, then glanced at him, "And then I thought of you, but you seem to just think of her as a friend. And Landry's too old."
Trying to decide whether to be flattered or not, Cameron took the last turn into the mountain, "So that leaves...Bra'tac?"
"Someone we haven't yet met," Vala replied with a sort of triumph.
Cameron parked the car and got out, snagging his case of documents. "Someone we haven't met?"
"Precisely. I think, as long as we watch, we'll find somebody within the next couple of missions who will fit the bill."
"And then?"
"Then Colonel Carter won't work quite so hard."
Mitchell waved his pass at the guard and headed for the elevator, "So, what you're saying is, while we're trying to find the ultimate weapon to stop the Ori we should also be scoping out local men--"
"And women."
That gave him pause, but he continued as the elevator doors closed. "--and women, so that Sam can get laid."
"Precisely. Isn't it a brilliant plan?"
"Well," he muttered as the elevator deposited them on the same level as Sam's lab, "It's a brilliant something all right."
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*thinks you might be crazy*
*loves*
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*ravish*
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And they can be...I dunno...talking about mini-golf?
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He's just a big, Alpha, that one. Hrm. He's like a cross between Chief and Ronon, oddly. Someone who allows himself to be ordered around, but only by certain people. And who'd probably be dynamite in bed. Mmm.
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