It had been a typical day with the building crew. They were working on huts again, and Teyla often found herself trying to explain building basics to new islanders who were generally more hindrance than help. It was a good skill to have, and she could not begrudge them the lessons. Even if they did sometimes make her grit her teeth in ( Read more... )

If there was anything unusual about this day, Teyla had not noticed it yet. She had spent most of her morning in quiet meditation, centering herself. She had not had as much time for reflection lately, with the busy-ness of the building crew and her time in the counselling office. Yet she needed the time to recharge as well, and ignoring it ( Read more... )

Saturdays had a fairly simple routine for Teyla. Wake up, run, meditation. Not all that different than her usual day to day routine, but on Saturdays she took a bit more time with each thing. She would run the length of the beach, half around the island, she was sure of it. It would take the better part of an hour from when she left Atlantis ( Read more... )

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He followed her, willing, to the side of the pool. He knew there were trails here, he knew people may come by. But it was a small thing and insignificant. they'd ignited something here and it was incendiary . How could he even think to stop or slow it down ( Read more... )

She's deadSarah's words echoed through Teyla's mind as she made her way back to New Atlantis. Back to safety and to home. Her feet carried her, she walked on autopilot, nothing else. It was not until she stood in front of her tent, until her hands wrapped themselves around bantos sticks, until she was moving slowly, concentrating on every form ( Read more... )

The first day she did not see Beth Teyla did not worry. Beth went back to the hut she shared with Sarah often enough that it was nothing remarkable. Even the second day she told herself that there was nothing unusual. Except she kept hearing echoes of Beth's words from before Teyla had gone out into the jungle. About not leaving Beth without at ( Read more... )

Time had lost some of its meaning in the jungle and the temple, though Teyla thought she had been gone for two days, no more than three. It had been uneventful mostly. A few scratches, barely cuts at all, her main complaints were that she was tired, hot and had not been clean in days. She felt invigorated for all of that. She had explored, she ( Read more... )

Teyla has always had to be strong. For herself as much as for her people. When the Atlanteans arrived she was scared. Scared to give up what she'd earned. Scared to give up her position. But Teyla has never been dumb. Even after the wraith attack, even after her capture, she knew what would benefit her people the most ( Read more... )

Teyla was tired. Tired enough that she didn't even bother with showering at the compound, thinking a short rest, and possibly a swim later would be enough. The amalgamation of the teams since Stu's disappearance had been just one more thing to adjust to she found. They would all adjust, she was sure, but in the interim she found the teams awkward ( Read more... )