Aug 28, 2006 17:06
as soft as Eider down;
Waiting for her master to kiss away her tears,
Waiting through the years.
The mess hall was almost empty - a few scientists talked excitedly at one table, two teams that had recently gotten back from offworld ate quietly at a long table, an engineer and a gate technician were leaving hand-in-hand as Saera filled her tray.
As she looked around, faced with too many choices of where to sit, she noticed that there was someone else there - a woman, sitting at a corner table, plate of food sitting untouched in front of her. The woman she'd met when she was out of phase, she realized as she approached - Atlantis' avatar.
"Mind if I sit here?"