Atlantis, Pegasus Galaxy [Saturday Fandom-Time]
McKay was out on one of the more out-of-the-way balconies, looking with unseeing eyes at the tiny whitecaps below when John finally manned up and tracked down his cranky teammate. "Hey," he said, keeping his greetings simple and name calling-free after how their encounters over the last couple of days had gone.
"How'd you find me up here?" The question was demanding and Rodney's voice betrayed the annoyance John had expected, but there were things that needed saying anyhow.
He held up the life-signs detector. "Figured you'd be the little dot trying to hide from the other dots."
"Remind me to lock those up when not being used for official purposes." Like John couldn't get at them all locked up.
"Look, Rodney," he started, leaning his back against the railing next to McKay. "I know you think something happened between me and Chaya, but I wanna set the record straight here." The snort he heard in response was probably a sign Rodney was already skeptical. "Seriously, nothing happened. She kissed me, I told her I wasn't interested, and then you saw the rest in the hallway. And the conference room." John thought he had a right to be annoyed about the bomb Rodney had dropped on him in there.
"Please, Major. She was all over your gun-toting genes -- as if a sane man would say no."
No one had ever called John sane before. "And did you not think maybe I don't want a woman who's just into me for my genetic makeup?" John could have ended this by insisting Chaya Sar had not been his type, but then he might have to explain his type and John was so not going there today.
McKay sniffed in response, "So what happened on Proculus? You went after her, didn't you?"
John couldn't help thinking Rodney sounded like a jealous girlfriend. Then he realized what that would make him and he shook it off. One maybe relationship at a time. "Proculus would've made for the perfect Alpha Site," John reminded the head scientist. "And you know as well as I do that we haven't been making the greatest friends out there. Besides, she's like one of my ancestors." And didn't that make her hot and heavy attraction a little creepier?
"What, is that some new way to say MILF?" Rodney scoffed. "Whatever, Major. Go find your own balcony, this one's taken."
"Fine, then I won't share this packet of delicious M&Ms," John said, tugging the little brown sleeve from his pocket and dangling it in front of his teammate. No one ever said John Sheppard was above bribery when trying to get his team back in his good graces.
John could see Rodney physically wavering in his attitude - chocolate or annoyance about a stupid ancient. It was a dilemma. "Well, who am I to let them melt in your hand?" He snatched at the packet.
"That's the spirit!" John grinned, watching Rodney tear open the candy. "Dibs on the green ones!"
[NFB, NFI, OOC = ♥ Now we're up through 1.14 Sanctuary and no, John didn't make the glowy with Chaya. Grooooooss.]
"How'd you find me up here?" The question was demanding and Rodney's voice betrayed the annoyance John had expected, but there were things that needed saying anyhow.
He held up the life-signs detector. "Figured you'd be the little dot trying to hide from the other dots."
"Remind me to lock those up when not being used for official purposes." Like John couldn't get at them all locked up.
"Look, Rodney," he started, leaning his back against the railing next to McKay. "I know you think something happened between me and Chaya, but I wanna set the record straight here." The snort he heard in response was probably a sign Rodney was already skeptical. "Seriously, nothing happened. She kissed me, I told her I wasn't interested, and then you saw the rest in the hallway. And the conference room." John thought he had a right to be annoyed about the bomb Rodney had dropped on him in there.
"Please, Major. She was all over your gun-toting genes -- as if a sane man would say no."
No one had ever called John sane before. "And did you not think maybe I don't want a woman who's just into me for my genetic makeup?" John could have ended this by insisting Chaya Sar had not been his type, but then he might have to explain his type and John was so not going there today.
McKay sniffed in response, "So what happened on Proculus? You went after her, didn't you?"
John couldn't help thinking Rodney sounded like a jealous girlfriend. Then he realized what that would make him and he shook it off. One maybe relationship at a time. "Proculus would've made for the perfect Alpha Site," John reminded the head scientist. "And you know as well as I do that we haven't been making the greatest friends out there. Besides, she's like one of my ancestors." And didn't that make her hot and heavy attraction a little creepier?
"What, is that some new way to say MILF?" Rodney scoffed. "Whatever, Major. Go find your own balcony, this one's taken."
"Fine, then I won't share this packet of delicious M&Ms," John said, tugging the little brown sleeve from his pocket and dangling it in front of his teammate. No one ever said John Sheppard was above bribery when trying to get his team back in his good graces.
John could see Rodney physically wavering in his attitude - chocolate or annoyance about a stupid ancient. It was a dilemma. "Well, who am I to let them melt in your hand?" He snatched at the packet.
"That's the spirit!" John grinned, watching Rodney tear open the candy. "Dibs on the green ones!"
[NFB, NFI, OOC = ♥ Now we're up through 1.14 Sanctuary and no, John didn't make the glowy with Chaya. Grooooooss.]