Hey there,
creepy_shetan here. =^.^= I'd warn you to beware pointy objects and violent betrayal, but my Ides of March has been pleasantly sunny, almost as if it were lulling me into a false sense of security...
Today's theme: "what if?" scenarios. Prompts don't have to include the phrase "what if," however it would be helpful if prompts were written to
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Not a fill, but do you know how often I've thought about this? The one time John follows orders...
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“Elizabeth!”
“Go!”
“No, not without you!”
They'd brought the ARGs for the infiltration (the heist, Rodney's voice in his head told him). John hadn't thought twice about using his, even as Ronon tried to pull him away; three well-placed shots and the Replicators surrounding her had gone, Oberoth a pile of metal bits at her feet.
He had not, however, thought about the nanites within Elizabeth: as long as John lived, he would never forget the sickening sway she'd lurched into, the instantaneous paling of her skin, the way her eyes rolled back into her head and her clammy head settled into his neck when he caught her. She was not dead though, not then and still not, now.
Infinite strength, their Elizabeth had.
Your ElizabethHe swallowed and bit down on his lip-there wasn't time for sentimentality-and forced himself to keep walking, keep hold on the woman he carried from infirmary to stasis chamber ( ... )
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Thank you writing this.
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