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Whine whine, can't breathe, whine whine hormonal, whine whine stupid doctors, whine whine my father telling me he doesn't understand why I'm not losing weight -- which I was -- given how dedicated I am at exercising; enter waterworks
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Xander leans his chair onto the back two legs, balancing easily. He feels strangely comfortable among all these military types. He's pretty sure that isn't due to any latent memories; it's nice to be part of a boys club instead of surrounded by teeny, flippy, insanely powerful girls. Smirking at Sheppard, he says, "And would you ever tell her that to her face?"
Sheppard lets both eyebrows go up. Beside him, McKay sighs noisily and flaps a hand. "Please, does he look suicidal? I mean, does he look suicidal just for suicide's sake instead of his oh-so-beloved attempts at self-martyrdom?"
Xander likes McKay. Not as much as Sheppard, but still. He adopts his most thoughtful expression, tapping a finger on his lower lip. "Ah, yes, the love of self-martyrdom. I am intimately familiar with that, as well. Oh, not for myself," he adds, grimacing at their looks; yes, he is the bumbling idiot he looks like, thanks, "but Buffy... yeah."
He pointedly doesn't think about the whole dying thing. Twice. Although this crowd might be able to handle it. Rumor says that Daniel Jackson has had as many resurrections as Buffy.
McKay makes a huffing sound. "What, is it in the code?"
"Probably? I dunno, how's this Dex guy measure up on the willingness to self-sacrifice?" He grins when Sheppard and McKay just look at each other; their expressions say everything he wants to know. "Awesome. They'll get along great. They can have contests to see who should sacrifice this time!"
"You know, that sounds strangely like our lives, too," McKay says, and just like that, Xander's one of the boys. One of the stupider boys, but he's had three separate people ask him why McKay isn't yelling at him for being a moron as much as he usually does, so hey, Xander figures he's doing something right.
Which, yay. He's seen McKay yell. Scary. Also funny as hell, but still -- scary.
"Aaand speak of the devil!" Xander lets his chair down with a thump, scooting forward a bit. Buffy looks dressed to kill, which is not entirely figurative in her case, in red leather pants, a black halter and her hair in that artfully messy style that's hip and swinging as well as easy to handle when they slaying gets hairy. The shorter look is a good one on her. "Hey, Buffster! You're looking vampy tonight. I mean that in the Chanel kind of way, and not the fangy way."
Buffy gives him a if-looks-could-stake glare. "Xander!"
"Hello, compliment? So, where are you two crazy kids going for your first date?"
Ronon has a distressing habit of appearing in random places, completely silent until he deigns to make a noise. Fortunately, Xander's been well-trained via Angel and is actually starting to get better at picking out where people are. He looks directly at Ronon, who does the stoic-man-wince -- a twitch of the eye you have to look for -- in surprise at being caught out.
Shrugging, Ronon leans forward, exposing himself to everyone else. "She says we're gonna go slaying."
"Well, actually we're going to dinner first," Buffy says hastily. Her face is pink, highlighting the way, way too much blush she has on; the whole nighttime thing plays havoc on the reds, Xander knows. He is humiliated to know, but oh, he knows. "And then I thought maybe we'd take a walk..."
"And go slaying?" McKay half-shrieks.
"No movies," is Sheppard's addition, "trust me, dark places are bad for him."
"A walk in the cemetery," Xander finishes, beaming at the two guys looking disgruntled next to him. He has help now. Serious help. Awesome! He leans forward, rubbing his hands together in total glee.
Buffy looks panicked. "Hey, our date is not fodder for -- "
"Oh, please, like a stick-girl like you could ever plan a proper date," McKaya interrupts her. "Ronon, here's what you do."
Oh yeah. This is gonna be awesome.
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*goes back to making noises only dogs can hear*
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One day I'll have a website. At this point I'm going to have to pay someone with nonexistant money to build it and upload it for me. Blergh.
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Pretty please? Pretty please with sugar on top?
OK, I'll admit I'm not a newbie in LJ any more, I've been around for about six months but I only know the basic stuff. I don't know how to find out what an author's 'tags' are. Any directions would be much appreciated! :-)
I did look in your 'Memories', there's a lot of good stuff in there (I haven't finished looking) but there's nothing that I could see that was marked Ronon/Buffy.
Helppppppppppppppppppppppppppp! :-)
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If you go here: http://ladycat777.livejournal.com/852263.html?nc=5
In the top part of that page I have links to all three! :D
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They are so cute together! Thank you for making me write this more.
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