2010 never looked worse [followedhimdown]

Aug 18, 2008 21:19

Colonel Sheppard had responded to the Wraith attack with as much finesse and determination that he handled every mission. Unfortunately, as the Ancients had always feared, the Wraith could overpower them once they got their numbers up. Atlantis simply was not equipped to handle an attack of this caliber. Their last-ditch survival plan was set in ( Read more... )

rp:stark, verse:slingshot

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 01:43:10 UTC
He was lucky. A Saturday was the one day of the week Stark was not to be found at home or in the office; she had paintball games to get to, laps to run, other ways to amuse herself. As it was, she had just come back home from watching some NASCAR race she knew nothing about with her partner, and was on her way out for a run.

She had never intended to meet John Sheppard face-to-face while in a sports bra and track pants. At least her hair was decent.

"What are you doing here?" she said, staring at him.

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 01:56:56 UTC
John blinked, taking in her dress. She must be going out for a run... that sounded kind of nice right now - clear his head.

"Nothing's... I need.." He wracked his brain for a suitable answer, but came up with nothing and shrugged.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked instead, gesturing to her track pants. "I'll tell you on the way."

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 02:08:06 UTC
"Sure. If you think you can keep up." She nodded a little, stepping out of the house and locking the door behind her. It seemed stupid to turn the iPod clipped to her waistband on, so she didn't.

She started away from the house, giving him an odd look. "If I'd known you were coming I would've made time -- I've been out all day --"

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 04:49:18 UTC
He nodded, unzipping his Atlantis jacket and tying it around his waist.

"Trust me, if I had known.." Shaking his head, he started to jog in time with her, easily keeping pace.

"Everything's gone to hell in a handbasket," he offered after a minute, noting to himself that he really hated that phrase. "They're thinking of shutting the program down."

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 04:53:44 UTC
"What?" she said, turning her head and looking at him. "What are you talking about?"

She had been through that herself, with the shutdown of the X-Files. Granted, it was almost a blessing...she wasn't sure if she would have been able to take much more of that assignment.

"What are you going to do?" she asked, worried then.

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 05:01:07 UTC
He blinked rapidly at her barrage of questions. He wasn't sure he could answer any of them.

"Well, I... I'm not gonna let it stand, Stark. I want you.. to help me get it back." He knew it was a lot to ask. And he wasn't even sure exactly what he wanted her to do, but his resources were limited on Earth and they were trying to take away the only thing he had ever called his...

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 05:03:51 UTC
That made her stop then, and she stood there with her hands on her hips, just staring at him in bewilderment.

"I don't know what I can do, John," she said honestly. She was still with Criminal Investigations, still partnered with Doggett, but neither of them had much clout. Still, since when had that stopped them. A slow nod. "But if you think I can help, I'll do the best I can."

After all, she knew what it was like to feel like you were losing your whole world. She had been there before.

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 05:17:20 UTC
Realizing she had stopped, he rounded back, sighing.

"Thanks, Stark... I don't, really have any one else to count on around here..." Around here clearly meaning 'Earth'. "There was a hive-ship, massive attack... there are still people in the city, assuming.. the worst hasn't happened. We have to get back there; they can't do this."

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 05:21:54 UTC
She just nodded then. There was a strange mechanism in her brain; she feared a lot of things, but she never let herself process them when there was a job to do. Duty was more important. And strangely, after the X-Files? She hadn't been that scared of dying either, if it was for the right reasons.

"Keep talking. The more you can tell me, the better," she advised him, turning back for the house. "I'll get my gear and make a few phone calls. How quickly can you get me there?"

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 05:25:50 UTC
"To.. Wyoming? A few hours." A shrug. "The Wraith, they grow ships.. once the ship was harvested they found us, tried to take the city. We powered it down and managed to open a wormhole to Earth..."

He shook his head, not sure what else there was to tell.

"Let's just.. get there. I'll do whatever I have to to get you security clearance and have O'Neill debrief you."

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 05:30:35 UTC
"I'm not going anywhere without being prepared and I'm not doing it in this outfit," she said. It might have seemed prissy, but it would be ridiculous to be getting into a combat situation in a sports bra and track pants. She also needed to call on her partner; they were each other's eyes and ears in any situation.

As she stepped back into the house, she threw him the keys to her car. He would have to drive. Then she moved straight through into the bedroom. If he was paying close attention, he'd notice the ring on her left hand that hadn't been there before (and the fact that it was on the wrong hand, being that she was right-handed). But she was too busy pulling a dress shirt and a pair of pants out of the closet. Not to mention Kevlar.

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 05:55:27 UTC
"Engaged now?" he asked bemusedly, resecuring his jacket as he glanced around her place. Catching her keys, he moved to hover in the doorway - he was usually pretty nosy but he had no desire to poke around her stuff right now... he just wanted to get gone.

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 05:58:06 UTC
"What?" she asked as she very quickly changed clothes. She thought about leaving the suit jacket, but it seemed she'd best behave as professionally as possible. She clipped her jacket to her lapel and secured her sidearm in the holster on her belt.

The Kevlar vest went with her. So, too, did her cell phone, handcuffs, a first aid kit and -- obviously she was sort of prepared for these kinds of emergencies.

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 06:11:14 UTC
"The ring," he clarified. "You engaged?"

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followedhimdown August 19 2008, 06:14:58 UTC
"Oh, this?" she said, holding up her left hand. "No. God, no. It's a thing - we got them last year." You would have to be spectacularly dense not to know who the we was. "It's a Claddagh. Symbolizes friendship, loyalty and attachment. He has the other one."

That reminded her, she ought to call him and tell him what the hell was going on. She picked up the bag and slung it over one shoulder while she also hit the first speed-dial button on her phone.

"Also? It's on the wrong hand. I'm right-handed," she added. "Let me call my partner and we can get gone."

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colonelinblack August 19 2008, 06:28:15 UTC
John nodded quickly.

"Whatever needs to get done, Stark. Get it done."

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