Post of random Fannish stuff.
Been awhile...
Have been working on some crack!fic, I'll probably finish it eventually and post it when the mood strikes, the summary goes some thing like.
The Multi-fandom X-men crossover in which John is confused, Alan is amused, Jean lives and Miranda can kill you with her glare.
The last thing Elizabeth Weir expected was a familiar popping sound to echo through her office in Atlantis, this was quickly followed by the appearance of Alan Shore, whiskey in one hand cigar in the other.
Some things really didn’t change.
“This is new,” he commented seemingly completely unfazed by the view and ignoring the incredulous sputters from behind him "We’re needed in San Francisco."
Many things didn’t change, Elizabeth really wasn’t one to question Alan appearing without notice, it happened with alarming regularity on Earth but she wasn’t on Earth and Alan transporting himself two Galaxies away was quite disconcerting and not just for her. It seemed John was a little put out by the whole thing and had finally managed to gather his senses enough to pull out his side arm and point it at Alan. Alan finally decided to pay attention to the man in Elizabeth’s office and smirked at John.
"You do keep interesting company these days Elizabeth. Republican or Military?"
Ummm, oh sg_fignewton is hosting a SG1 Gen fic day over on her journal on July 8th, pop on over if you've got time and relish in the gennish goodness.
Finally I hate winter (even though it's nothing compared to other people's winter, it's cold for me).
Have been working on some crack!fic, I'll probably finish it eventually and post it when the mood strikes, the summary goes some thing like.
The Multi-fandom X-men crossover in which John is confused, Alan is amused, Jean lives and Miranda can kill you with her glare.
The last thing Elizabeth Weir expected was a familiar popping sound to echo through her office in Atlantis, this was quickly followed by the appearance of Alan Shore, whiskey in one hand cigar in the other.
Some things really didn’t change.
“This is new,” he commented seemingly completely unfazed by the view and ignoring the incredulous sputters from behind him "We’re needed in San Francisco."
Many things didn’t change, Elizabeth really wasn’t one to question Alan appearing without notice, it happened with alarming regularity on Earth but she wasn’t on Earth and Alan transporting himself two Galaxies away was quite disconcerting and not just for her. It seemed John was a little put out by the whole thing and had finally managed to gather his senses enough to pull out his side arm and point it at Alan. Alan finally decided to pay attention to the man in Elizabeth’s office and smirked at John.
"You do keep interesting company these days Elizabeth. Republican or Military?"
Ummm, oh sg_fignewton is hosting a SG1 Gen fic day over on her journal on July 8th, pop on over if you've got time and relish in the gennish goodness.
Finally I hate winter (even though it's nothing compared to other people's winter, it's cold for me).