006. [ visual ] / [ location: sheppard's room ]
There were nights where Sheppard really wished he wasn't such a nice guy. Being nice meant that the darker decisions would always creep up on him. Not that he would show it of course. He preferred to be the happy-laid-back-guy. The guy that always tries to keep everyone on good terms. Unless duty came in and someone clearly made the wrong decision. Then he went into military mode.
Thankfully he had dropped the tablet over on the desk. The lighting in his room was dim, just a few of the lights in the pillars on. After all, it was late at night. Who the hell else would be up at this hour? Hopefully no one. It wasn't as if he was aware that the tablet had turned on.
He closed the fridge door almost with a slam. Slowly sitting on the be din the dark room he popped the cap off, snapping it with his middle finger and thumb. There was a pause. Clink. Somewhere it hit the floor and echoed in the silent room. Even his laptop that usually showed the status of Atlantis was turned off. Just a man with too much on his mind at the moment, up late at night.
"Damn Wraith." He muttered. Colonel Sumner was dead because of them, Lt. Ford was a maniac because of them. "Don't lie to yourself, John. He isn't dead because of the Wraith."
[ ooc; liar liar glitch! feel free to visual it up. or if you're a buddy of sheppard's, show up at the door. he'll most likely let you in. ]
Thankfully he had dropped the tablet over on the desk. The lighting in his room was dim, just a few of the lights in the pillars on. After all, it was late at night. Who the hell else would be up at this hour? Hopefully no one. It wasn't as if he was aware that the tablet had turned on.
He closed the fridge door almost with a slam. Slowly sitting on the be din the dark room he popped the cap off, snapping it with his middle finger and thumb. There was a pause. Clink. Somewhere it hit the floor and echoed in the silent room. Even his laptop that usually showed the status of Atlantis was turned off. Just a man with too much on his mind at the moment, up late at night.
"Damn Wraith." He muttered. Colonel Sumner was dead because of them, Lt. Ford was a maniac because of them. "Don't lie to yourself, John. He isn't dead because of the Wraith."
[ ooc; liar liar glitch! feel free to visual it up. or if you're a buddy of sheppard's, show up at the door. he'll most likely let you in. ]