I have a bag of M&Ms and I'm not afraid to use them...
Gmail is working on a two-hour time delay and I woke up this morning with the distinct sensation that I'd been kicked in the ovaries by someone wearing a very large and heavy boot.
On the plus side, I wrote 2,000 words of fic last night and have the first three scenes of part 8 completely done.
melagan is hosting the John Sheppard That Things We Don't ( Read more... )
On the plus side, I wrote 2,000 words of fic last night and have the first three scenes of part 8 completely done.
melagan is hosting the John Sheppard That Things We Don't ( Read more... )
"Here, hold this," McKay said, handing him something and bending back over his microscope.
"What's -- whoa!" Sheppard exclaimed, finding he was holding a skull. "That's kind of cool," he decided, looking it over. Two to the back of the head, then?"
"Long range, small caliber," Rodney confirmed. "Steep angle. Sniper style."
"Guy on a roof," Sheppard said with a short nod. As a pilot in NYPD's Aviation Unit, he'd deployed hundreds of officers to the city's rooftops, and he'd dropped the divers who had found this skeleton and two others off Coney Island.
"About a week ago," Rodney said.
"Is that all you can give me?" Sheppard asked. It wasn't much to go on but it was a start if this was about to become pattern.
"You want everything now," Rodney complained. "I'll call you when trace is through with this. Give me that -- " He snatched away the skull. "And get out of my lab until I find something. Shoo."
John shooed. It wasn't much to go on, but it was a start.
Wow, so totally not what you asked for and also I don't think NYPD's aviation unit gets to just run their own investigations but...I'll be over in the corner.
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Wow, so totally not what you asked for and also I don't think NYPD's aviation unit gets to just run their own investigations but...I'll be over in the corner.
Awww, I love it anyway;) Thank you!
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Thank you!
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