FIC: Dancing Machine
Jun. 21st, 2006 03:06 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Title: Dancing Machine
Author: RoaringMice
Author’s Email: roaringmice at yahoo dot com
Summary: An encounter with a device has unexpected consequences.
Rating: PG-13
Pinch Hitting for the Atlantis Basics Ficathon
This story is for Alexa. She’d wanted the following: “ancient device does something bizarrely inexplicable yet terribly amusing, hopefully involving as many of the characters on the show as possible.” However, another of her requests had been about angst. I think I was influenced by both, because this started out amusing, then got warped. What could I do? It wanted to go that way!
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“I can’t understand why it is that you can’t seem to do anything without me actually being there,” Rodney shot over his shoulder, and by “you” he meant the staff, not Radek specifically.
And he knew that Radek understood, because the man rolled his eyes and replied,“Yes, yes, we are working and all of our thoughts on the matter must first be approved by you, Rodney.”
Rodney ignored the sarcasm. He pulled his robe around his body as he stalked the night-darkened corridors of Atlantis, trailing Radek in his wake. He heard Radek mumble something about “…three in the morning, nothing better to do than to take abuse from…” and then trail off into Czech.
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Author: RoaringMice
Author’s Email: roaringmice at yahoo dot com
Summary: An encounter with a device has unexpected consequences.
Rating: PG-13
Pinch Hitting for the Atlantis Basics Ficathon
This story is for Alexa. She’d wanted the following: “ancient device does something bizarrely inexplicable yet terribly amusing, hopefully involving as many of the characters on the show as possible.” However, another of her requests had been about angst. I think I was influenced by both, because this started out amusing, then got warped. What could I do? It wanted to go that way!
x-x
“I can’t understand why it is that you can’t seem to do anything without me actually being there,” Rodney shot over his shoulder, and by “you” he meant the staff, not Radek specifically.
And he knew that Radek understood, because the man rolled his eyes and replied,“Yes, yes, we are working and all of our thoughts on the matter must first be approved by you, Rodney.”
Rodney ignored the sarcasm. He pulled his robe around his body as he stalked the night-darkened corridors of Atlantis, trailing Radek in his wake. He heard Radek mumble something about “…three in the morning, nothing better to do than to take abuse from…” and then trail off into Czech.
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