Guys! Listen up for a second, would ya...

[atlantis_flyboy]

*Calls dr_mckay and doc_beckett over with an urgent 'Pssst!'*
*Looks anxiously over his shoulder and around the room before leaning close to talk quietly*

Comments

[doc_beckett]

*Stares in abject terror at the humming blinky thing in his hands. Tries to hand it back to Rodney.*

"Here," he says nervously. "It's on now. Take it away."

[dr_mckay]

Oh no, keep hold of it. *monitors*

[doc_beckett]

Well?

*nervousness is rapidly giving way to near-hyperventilation*

What *is* the bloody thing?

[dr_mckay]

*grins* Moodstone.

[doc_beckett]

*glowers at Rodney*

Does it go with the pet rock you've got between your ears, then?

*hands it back to Rodney*

[dr_mckay]

No, seriously. It's likely it was used in interrogations.

[doc_beckett]

Oh.

*nonplussed*

I suppose that might be a purpose for a thing like that.

*thinks really hard*

Okay, so how am I feeling now?

[dr_mckay]

That's why I need you. To record what represents what emotional state.

Lie to me, Carson.

[doc_beckett]

Ummm... I love haggis.

*shudder*

[dr_mckay]

*device flashes violently*

Now something you feel very emotional about.

[doc_beckett]

Emotional how? Angry? Afraid? Joyful?

*looks puzzled and uneasy*

[dr_mckay]

One after the other. I need to test to see how it shows intensity.

[doc_beckett]

*thinks for a moment*

Right now, I'm thinking about that wanker Kavanagh...

[atlantis_flyboy]

Careful, Doc... don't blow it up!

[doc_beckett]

Och, you're no help!

*pouts*

[dr_mckay]

*FLASH*

Good...