1. I head back to school tomorrow, and I'm kind of ambivalent about it, which is probably bad. I don't know. I'm not cut out for this 'real life' bullshit
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Aww, heist fic! With the joke about Jackson dying and Zelenka as the little lithe guy! Yay. I don't know why it didn't occur to me that Rodney would be Rusty. Parfait.
Also: 99 stories, wow.
p.s. I ran this through Google Translate on a whim, because I remember your other snippets were sadly unhilarious, and came up with this: "So we can go?" Rodney, is scratching his chin on his fingers.
They, once again, gave birth to John the plan, you're in the office. "Teyla, Ronon," John, Rod niui to start kicking foot on the desk.
Rodney and nodding his head. "Of course."
John will continue. "Czech Republic -"
"In my head?"
"Yeah. I thought maybe we work together in the rescue welgwa Cold Men -"
"That's right. -" Rodney, trying to remember the name of a finger a few times can take a good photo.
"Carson? We know he's back in the United States."
"Yeah, a bit about Frey a few months ago I worked with the crew. Is it me, or is she scared? I met only once, but she -"
"A bomb?" John, asks tirade cut.
"Oh, well. O'Neal and his wife, a good man. Jackson all know these days is watching. What kind of hair, now that I -"
"Jackson, I heard he died a few years ago."
Rodney did. "No, it just turned a rumor."
Stop there, pull the foot zone desk. "Elizabeth and the -"
"I'm sure you're not in her?" Rodney, the increase is a grimace.
"She's in it -"
"You know, right? Similarly, you're sure to Dunn made - already - I - - she - and - she - said - he's - in - is, is not it?"
"- 10."
"You talk about her, you have a system of a control freak, at least?"
John grins. "It'll be fine, Rodney. Do not worry."
Rodney, his eyes with his hands covering his miserable and groans. "Why, I myself, What are you doing this?"
John him to punch in the arm to provide a friendly. You love me "," he says.
Also: 99 stories, wow.
p.s. I ran this through Google Translate on a whim, because I remember your other snippets were sadly unhilarious, and came up with this:
"So we can go?" Rodney, is scratching his chin on his fingers.
They, once again, gave birth to John the plan, you're in the office. "Teyla, Ronon," John, Rod niui to start kicking foot on the desk.
Rodney and nodding his head. "Of course."
John will continue. "Czech Republic -"
"In my head?"
"Yeah. I thought maybe we work together in the rescue welgwa Cold Men -"
"That's right. -" Rodney, trying to remember the name of a finger a few times can take a good photo.
"Carson? We know he's back in the United States."
"Yeah, a bit about Frey a few months ago I worked with the crew. Is it me, or is she scared? I met only once, but she -"
"A bomb?" John, asks tirade cut.
"Oh, well. O'Neal and his wife, a good man. Jackson all know these days is watching. What kind of hair, now that I -"
"Jackson, I heard he died a few years ago."
Rodney did. "No, it just turned a rumor."
Stop there, pull the foot zone desk. "Elizabeth and the -"
"I'm sure you're not in her?" Rodney, the increase is a grimace.
"She's in it -"
"You know, right? Similarly, you're sure to Dunn made - already - I - - she - and - she - said - he's - in - is, is not it?"
"- 10."
"You talk about her, you have a system of a control freak, at least?"
John grins. "It'll be fine, Rodney. Do not worry."
Rodney, his eyes with his hands covering his miserable and groans. "Why, I myself, What are you doing this?"
John him to punch in the arm to provide a friendly. You love me "," he says.
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I CAN'T WAIT for this fic. YAY!
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And yay! I'm glad there are other people who are excited!
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And yeah, well, of course Rodney's Rusty! Who else hangs around and is slashy with the title character? :p
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