Delirium, sitting from her vantage point in the trees, wondered if she should pounce him and pillage him when the little man found something that made him shiny. He was all hazy and glowy like happiness in a bubble. Delirium remembered the newbiebirds caution of falling out of said tree and decided to stay in it for now but call out instead to the antcreature.
"iT'S shiNy," Delirium said loudly from her tree watching him postively squirming giddily. "yOu'rE ShiNy beCauSe of iT. dOes iT maKe huMaN's hApPY? iS iT LiKe bObaRina?"
McKay glanced to the side, barely even acknowledging that there was someone else there. "Yes, it's happy," he said, terse yet pleased. "It's about to make my life a whole lot easier."
"tHaT iS a sELfiSh tHoUgHT. i'M nOt aLLOwED THeM, i'M nOT aLLOwed to kiLL eitHer or steAL or maKe humAn's insANe anyMoRe." Delirium said looking at the man. Humans were like antcreatures now she thought back, so small and fleeting and so self important. She wanted to make him insane for ignoring her.
"wHaT dOes iT dO mORtAL?" Delirium asked staring at him tapping away at electronics.
McKay stared her down, giving her a condescending look at the 'mortal' remark. "Unless you're about to smite me down, I'm just as good as you if not smarter," he pointed out. "So I'd watch who you were calling mortal."
"Please tell me that is what I think it is," Radek said faintly from behind Rodney. "Because if it is not, the island is being far too cruel." And it would be just like it to do something like that, he figured.
McKay's posture implied he was ready to completely hoard his find because it might as well have come with a tag on it that said 'To McKay'. "Yes, it is a ZPM and yes, I am calculating how much power is left, and yes, it looks like it just may work."
No DHD drive, of course. That would make things far too easy.
"Well, that will make the energy problem easier," Radek said, a little uselessly, because he knew Rodney knew that already. But anything else he said would probably just be worshipful and not in English.
"Uh huh, yeah, that's whatever you're talking about for you," he muttered, honestly not paying attention to anything but the beautiful, glowing ZPM before him. "And there we go. Thirteen percent left."
John didn't really know the how or the when or the why he found McKay and he didn't really care. He just heard ZPM then saw the ZPM, and all he could do was walk up to McKay, staring down at the device with wide eyes.
"Please say this isn't like the fake Stargate, Rodney," he said, eyes flicking up to McKay then back to the ZPM as he circled around it and stood across from him.
McKay didn't even bother to look up, too engrossed in calculations and readings. "If you give me ten seconds, I will answer that," he answered evenly, staring and urging the little readings to calculate faster.
John waited about five, rocking back and forth on his heels before speaking up again. He couldn't afford to be patient -- well, didn't want to -- when it came to a ZPM. "Well?"
"Roughly thirteen percent power, fluctuating," he reported, his eyes bright and beaming and god damn, but it might as well have been Christmas. "Thirteen percent!" he reported gleefully.
There was a guy talking at something embedded in a rock. And not just talking, talking what sounded like irrelevant letters and chemistry. And apparently there was a keyboard?
Okaaaaay.
Sara paused, waiting by a tree to see just what the heck this guy was doing, before she realized that it was too difficult to say from here. She cleared her throat to make her presence known, then headed closer. He looked, as she saw him better, a little bit like Bill Murray.
"A little inconvenient to have your computer out here," she said, "even if you've found the best crystalline data storage in the world."
McKay glanced over his shoulder, looking at the woman and giving her a dubious look. "Yes, computers are bad, unless you've converted them to solar power and they're as narrow as this one is," he retorted sharply.
McKay really didn't want to bother wasting his good mood on someone who probably hadn't even heard of the Nobel Prize in her life and he studied the ZPM carefully. "When you're a ranking genius in two galaxies," he muttered distractedly. "Then you can come talk to me about how bad it is for a computer outside."
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"iT'S shiNy," Delirium said loudly from her tree watching him postively squirming giddily. "yOu'rE ShiNy beCauSe of iT. dOes iT maKe huMaN's hApPY? iS iT LiKe bObaRina?"
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"wHaT dOes iT dO mORtAL?" Delirium asked staring at him tapping away at electronics.
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No DHD drive, of course. That would make things far too easy.
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"Please say this isn't like the fake Stargate, Rodney," he said, eyes flicking up to McKay then back to the ZPM as he circled around it and stood across from him.
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Okaaaaay.
Sara paused, waiting by a tree to see just what the heck this guy was doing, before she realized that it was too difficult to say from here. She cleared her throat to make her presence known, then headed closer. He looked, as she saw him better, a little bit like Bill Murray.
"A little inconvenient to have your computer out here," she said, "even if you've found the best crystalline data storage in the world."
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"A reluctant Luddite, then," Sara said, her brows going up. "With a 'narrow' computer." She had no idea what he meant.
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