*headdesk*
I forgot zortified, whose writings can be found in gilascave, and the recent Alone In Your Mind was wunnerful.
Alone In Your Mind (ch 1)
Closing his eyes, Carson groaned. Which didn't help, because with his eyes shut it was impossible *not* to see the information scrolling in his mind. He tried getting the list to stop by thinking about the fact he was a medical doctor, not a maintenance man. That had prompted a new scroll -- orientation for new personnel. He couldn't help but read it, caught by the information he found in the first 'page' of instructions. He read through it twice, noting absently how responsive it was to the merest thought. He could scroll back and forth and call up new pages as questions occurred.
The summary was, of course, that he was screwed.
Mornings In Pegasus is also very much fun.
Radek said something again in Czech and Carson laughed.
That drew his attention. He looked over at Carson and asked, "Since when you do speak Czechoslovakian?"
Carson gave him a surprised, innocent look back. "I don't."
"You just-- then what was that?" He glared at each of them in turn.
"It was Czechoslovakian," Radek said, sounding as though Rodney was asking what the abbreviation for zinc was.
"But you--" He looked at Carson, who glanced at Radek then said something in a distinctly Gaelic language.
Radek grinned.
There's talk of sequels and more Radek fic, but it hasn't happened...yet. Dammit.
Alone In Your Mind (ch 1)
Closing his eyes, Carson groaned. Which didn't help, because with his eyes shut it was impossible *not* to see the information scrolling in his mind. He tried getting the list to stop by thinking about the fact he was a medical doctor, not a maintenance man. That had prompted a new scroll -- orientation for new personnel. He couldn't help but read it, caught by the information he found in the first 'page' of instructions. He read through it twice, noting absently how responsive it was to the merest thought. He could scroll back and forth and call up new pages as questions occurred.
The summary was, of course, that he was screwed.
Mornings In Pegasus is also very much fun.
Radek said something again in Czech and Carson laughed.
That drew his attention. He looked over at Carson and asked, "Since when you do speak Czechoslovakian?"
Carson gave him a surprised, innocent look back. "I don't."
"You just-- then what was that?" He glared at each of them in turn.
"It was Czechoslovakian," Radek said, sounding as though Rodney was asking what the abbreviation for zinc was.
"But you--" He looked at Carson, who glanced at Radek then said something in a distinctly Gaelic language.
Radek grinned.
There's talk of sequels and more Radek fic, but it hasn't happened...yet. Dammit.