Weir Ficathon Assignment #2
Title: Goodbye
Username: seramercury
Pairing(s): None
Request: Write a fic using a Patty Griffin song.
Spoilers: Common Ground
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimers: All characters of Atlantis are property of MGM Studios and others who aren't me. The quotes in italics are from the series. The song (which is bold), "Goodbye" was written by Patty Griffin.
( Goodbye )
Username: seramercury
Pairing(s): None
Request: Write a fic using a Patty Griffin song.
Spoilers: Common Ground
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimers: All characters of Atlantis are property of MGM Studios and others who aren't me. The quotes in italics are from the series. The song (which is bold), "Goodbye" was written by Patty Griffin.
( Goodbye )
Reaching from floor to ceiling, the eerie blue hologram played its message for the second time to it’s captivated audience. It, or rather she, projected a soothing voice into their minds, barely moving physically apart from the occasional glance to the side where there were, no doubt, bystanders or possibly something else of interest.
Each movement, no matter how small and insignificant, sent waves of shimmering light across the floor, illuminating the room in a magical glow and the simplicity of the image was strangely comforting.
“Rodney?” Elisabeth Weir finally said after the message had played through and come to a stop. An amused expression was tugging at her face; barely restrained by what little self-control she could muster. “What on Earth possessed you to do that?”
She pointed in the air at the empty space where the hologram had disappeared from just moments before and offered the astrophysicist a questioning stare. Beside her, John Sheppard nodded in agreement, repeating Weir’s question with a smirk. “Yeah, what on Earth possessed you to do that, McKay?”
Rodney glanced briefly between the two and then, frazzled, began to explain. “Well, strictly speaking, I wasn’t possessed by anything on Earth, because…well, we’re here; in Atlantis. It would make more sense that if I were possessed at all - which I’m not! - that it would be by something of Atlantian origin, which is - “ He cut short as he noticed the exasperated expressions on the faces surrounding him.
“Well, in any case, I thought it would be fun!” he finally said, getting to the point. He smiled meekly, averting his eyes and looking at the ground when Weir finally gave in and let the full extent of her amusement show.
He also avoided engaging in eye contact with John, who smirked and shook his head in disbelief. “You thought it would be fun?” John repeated flatly, placing a hand on Weir’s shoulder for support as he tried to hold in his laughter.
Rodney nodded mutely, eyes darting nervously between them and the floor. “Yes,” he replied.
“You seriously thought it would be fun to record a holograph of one of the technicians saying that?” he relayed again for confirmation. He stared incredulously as Rodney moved awkwardly under his gaze.
“Well…um…who wouldn’t find it fun to record a technician saying the Greek alphabet backwards!?”
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