MHA -1 | Wednesday Afternoon
Packing things up and heading out was strange after two years on-island plus that year Ronon went away. He'd accumulated a lot of things - sofas, broken lamps, broken microwaves, broken...okay maybe he'd just broken a lot of appliances.
Though he'd never broken the shelves. Thank the isle of Ikea.
In actuality, what he packed were the personal things, like his self-made leather pants and knitting. Only enough items to fill a pair of massive duffels. Ronon was going home, and he was taking all his Fandom memories with him.
Oh, and Lindsay and Martha, they were coming too. Probably helped that home was San Francisco.
Only with a giant invisibly shielded city floating in the bay. No big.
[Yuppers, last post for the big guy!]
Though he'd never broken the shelves. Thank the isle of Ikea.
In actuality, what he packed were the personal things, like his self-made leather pants and knitting. Only enough items to fill a pair of massive duffels. Ronon was going home, and he was taking all his Fandom memories with him.
Oh, and Lindsay and Martha, they were coming too. Probably helped that home was San Francisco.
Only with a giant invisibly shielded city floating in the bay. No big.
[Yuppers, last post for the big guy!]