Writing Exercise: SGA, McShep, PG, My mother once told me...
Wednesday -- 29 August 2007
Tool: McShep
Type: PG
Prompt:
"May I sit?" Teyla asked John, not wanting to intrude on his privacy. He'd been sitting here, leaning against the puddlejumper for most of the evenng, close enough to watch them, but far enough away that he wasn't a part of their conversations.
John smiled and nodded, scooting over a bit. "Of course."
Teyla does. They sit in silence for awhile, just watching what remains of their team by the fire. Teyla doubts she will ever understand the reasons that almost overnight Rondey and Ronon went from barely speaking to each other to something like friends. She was, however, glad of it. Ronon had grown steadily more a part of their family in Atlantis, but he'd never smiled as he does now. For all of their differences, he and Rodney seemed to share something very basic in the way they attacked life. It was good to see them now, laughing and smiling. After a time, Teyla turned her attention to the man at her side. John had always been relatively transparent to her, though others expressed difficulty in understanding what he was thinking or feeling. Lately, he'd been troubled, and she was only now beginning to learn the source of that trouble. While she had watched both of their friends, John's eyes never left Rodney.
She smiles and turns to face him more fully. "When I was still a very young girl, my mother told me that there was beauty in every person if only we had the means to see it. I don't think I understood what she meant until I met, Rodney."
John nodded absently in response, but didn't speak. Teyla sighed and tried again. "She also said, that when we learned to see the beauty there it was very easy to love." She knows that there are taboos against this kind of relationship in the culture of some of those from Earth, but she also knew what she saw.
John turned to her, taking his eyes from Rodney for the first time. "I get what you're saying, Teyla, and thanks." He smiles at her, a true broad grin so unlike the usual smirking smiles he offers up to everyone. "My mother once told me that I'd know I had found the right one when they irritated the hell out of me, but I couldn't bring myself to care."
Teyla laughed. "Your mother was a very wise woman, I think."
Tool: McShep
Type: PG
Prompt:
"May I sit?" Teyla asked John, not wanting to intrude on his privacy. He'd been sitting here, leaning against the puddlejumper for most of the evenng, close enough to watch them, but far enough away that he wasn't a part of their conversations.
John smiled and nodded, scooting over a bit. "Of course."
Teyla does. They sit in silence for awhile, just watching what remains of their team by the fire. Teyla doubts she will ever understand the reasons that almost overnight Rondey and Ronon went from barely speaking to each other to something like friends. She was, however, glad of it. Ronon had grown steadily more a part of their family in Atlantis, but he'd never smiled as he does now. For all of their differences, he and Rodney seemed to share something very basic in the way they attacked life. It was good to see them now, laughing and smiling. After a time, Teyla turned her attention to the man at her side. John had always been relatively transparent to her, though others expressed difficulty in understanding what he was thinking or feeling. Lately, he'd been troubled, and she was only now beginning to learn the source of that trouble. While she had watched both of their friends, John's eyes never left Rodney.
She smiles and turns to face him more fully. "When I was still a very young girl, my mother told me that there was beauty in every person if only we had the means to see it. I don't think I understood what she meant until I met, Rodney."
John nodded absently in response, but didn't speak. Teyla sighed and tried again. "She also said, that when we learned to see the beauty there it was very easy to love." She knows that there are taboos against this kind of relationship in the culture of some of those from Earth, but she also knew what she saw.
John turned to her, taking his eyes from Rodney for the first time. "I get what you're saying, Teyla, and thanks." He smiles at her, a true broad grin so unlike the usual smirking smiles he offers up to everyone. "My mother once told me that I'd know I had found the right one when they irritated the hell out of me, but I couldn't bring myself to care."
Teyla laughed. "Your mother was a very wise woman, I think."