Comments | atlantis_flyboy: There's No Place Like Home... or Home is Where the Heart is... or something like that.

atlantis_flyboy

There's No Place Like Home... or Home is Where the Heart is... or something like that.

Feb 15, 2005 15:50

Right, it's (high) time for some coherent explanations. Sorry about yesterday. So, here's the deal. And sorry again, but it's long; not like a mission report at all. I want to describe as much of it as I can, so you know what I've been through, and why things are... as they are. I know you're not used to me talking this much, but bear with me. It's ( Read more... )

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doc_beckett February 15 2005, 20:58:55 UTC

Sounds like those skellie things are straight out of Time Bandits, Major, chalkboard screech and all.

Oh, and uh, I may pass on staying at your place, what with the dragon and the whole slavery thing and all. Though maybe riding a-dragonback sounds fun. If you're the pilot, anyway. Ye know I've got no bloody talent at that sort of thing.

*backs away slowly*

atlantis_flyboy February 16 2005, 09:21:32 UTC

Time Bandits? Isn't that the movie with all the little guys, and the kid, they have to go around the universe fixing holes and being chased by the bad guy, Mr Evil or something? Yeah I remember it... shit, doc, you're right! Heh. Guess She must've taken a fancy to them. She does that. Well, case in point here, huh?

Oh and sure, no problem, I don't blame you. Glad you've got a place with the original Beckett (TOB? And TOS, and TOM... no, maybe not, sounds like something Ford would call 'em). You should be safe visiting, anyway. She goes right to the source for her clones.

I *have* flown dragon-back since I've been here. *Huge grin*
Doc, you don't know what you're missing. You'd love it, I'm sure you would. Hell, I don't know how anyone couldn't. Yeeee-ha!!!

doc_beckett February 16 2005, 20:00:09 UTC

Aye, that would be the one. Dwarfs and all.

And my original and I seem to have come to an understanding. Rodney has offered to let me use his couch, as he says he's rarely home. He's also let out that he used to play piano, but the poor lad is convinced he's got no art, and not soul to boot.

Can you imagine that? Rodney? No soul?

Now, there are moments when I'd suspect he's got no heart, but that's usually where Kavanagh's concerned...

atlantis_flyboy February 17 2005, 13:24:43 UTC

*Snorts*
Kavanagh's got no heart, soul or liver so he's in no position to call Rodney out. That rat bastard was all for leaving us to die when the puddle jumper got stuck in the Gate; does he even know the meaning of the word 'team'?

Now Rodney... Rodney worries too much. I try to keep his spirits up, a little banter, some good humored sparring... all in the name of peace for everyone.

*Grins*
*Is not telling the entire truth but is trying to keep it light-hearted*

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atlantis_flyboy February 20 2005, 17:27:56 UTC

"...Hmmm?"

*Is distracted and doesn't seem to be following the conversation all of a sudden*

"...Wait - *you* can hear her, too?"

*Narrows his eyes, looking a little - jealous, maybe?*

doc_beckett February 21 2005, 04:23:57 UTC

Well, it's not like words, you know? Just... sort of a voice.

atlantis_flyboy February 21 2005, 18:17:02 UTC

Are you sure? It sings to me. Not in words.

doc_beckett February 21 2005, 21:57:26 UTC

Maybe it's a wee bit different for both of us. I wonder if the others who have the gene can hear it?

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atlantis_flyboy February 26 2005, 21:43:19 UTC

Usually there is, but he's just a simulation. Doesn't know that himself, of course, and you probably couldn't tell if you didn't know already. So my guess is, since you're here, you're filling your own role - like me, and Rodney. Which means you're the only Carson here and your quarters - and the infirmary - are your own.

But... you realise, if you move in, She might take it that you weren't a guest anymore? Then I don't know if you could get out of the dungeon again. And she might start giving you the blood-potion. Trust me, you *don't* want that.