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Coppycatting holdouttrout's good example (and because I really need to start keeping track of where I leave stuff like this lying around), archive post of comment fic for National Flirting Week and International Condom Week.
Originally posted on annerbhp's journal here: National Flirting Week
“McKay, you are so wrong. There is no way that would even be feasible without a constant. I mean, the energy requirements alone would be-”
“Oh come on. You know I’m right about the sine waves generated by the feedback loop. Admit it.”
“No way. Your calculations are so far off. And you didn’t account for the sheer size of the spatial-”
“-curvature. And I so did. These calculations here prove how big it is. You’re just not using the right constant. You should be using point zero four, not zero three eight.”
“Not a chance. It has to be zero three eight because of the variance in the harmonics when the electrons are in the excited state.”
Excited state? Now Jack knew that Carter was just egging McKay on. He slid a little closer to the doorway of her lab so he could hear a little better. Who knew talking astrophysics could be so…dirty?
“Jack?”
Jack grabbed Daniel by the shirt and hauled him away from the doorway before he could interrupt the discussion coming from Carter’s lab.
“What are you doing?” Daniel mumbled through the hand Jack had over his mouth.
“Listening,” he whispered.
Daniel pushed Jack’s hand away. “To what?” he whispered back.
Jack nodded to the open doorway. “The sound of geeks flirting.”
:)
Also, since I can't find a Best Before date for comment fic, I'm submitting this, originally posted in a_loquita 's journal a while back, but appropriate for International Condom Week:
There's no warning when the power goes out. Sam's only glad that Daniel had called a few minutes ago to confirm that he and Teal'c had made it back to the mountain safely. She's doubtful the plows will make it past the main roads until the morning.
"Uh Carter? You got a flashlight around here?" Jack knows her house fairly well, but apparently not in the dark.
"There's a box in the pantry with emergency supplies," she replies. The fire is just a pile of burning coals so she throws a few logs on and stirs the embers until they catch. She hears a crash followed by a few muttered curses and Jack rummages through her pantry.
"I thought the whole point of 'Emergency Supplies' is so you can find them in an emergency," he mutters. There's a thump from behind her as he tosses the box on the counter. There's enough light from the fire now that she can see him digging through the box.
"A zat, Carter?"
She takes it from him and clicks it open. "Do you know how useful the power supply from one of these are, sir? Better than batteries because they'll hold a charge."
"Rations, I can understand. I mean, if you can't use your microwave, you'd starve pretty quickly." Jack puts the stack of green packages on the counter.
"That's a low blow sir. I've got boxes of Froot Loops to go through first."
There's more rummaging. "Ah. Carter?" He holds up the small foil squares and tilts his head in curiosity. "What's this?"
Sam shrugs. "What do they look like?"
"And what clever uses do you have these stashed away for?"
"Have you seen the statistics on babies born after natural disasters?"
Jack finally finds the flashlight and clicks it on. "Carter, these are expired."
"Then they'd better plow the roads soon."
Originally posted on annerbhp's journal here: National Flirting Week
“McKay, you are so wrong. There is no way that would even be feasible without a constant. I mean, the energy requirements alone would be-”
“Oh come on. You know I’m right about the sine waves generated by the feedback loop. Admit it.”
“No way. Your calculations are so far off. And you didn’t account for the sheer size of the spatial-”
“-curvature. And I so did. These calculations here prove how big it is. You’re just not using the right constant. You should be using point zero four, not zero three eight.”
“Not a chance. It has to be zero three eight because of the variance in the harmonics when the electrons are in the excited state.”
Excited state? Now Jack knew that Carter was just egging McKay on. He slid a little closer to the doorway of her lab so he could hear a little better. Who knew talking astrophysics could be so…dirty?
“Jack?”
Jack grabbed Daniel by the shirt and hauled him away from the doorway before he could interrupt the discussion coming from Carter’s lab.
“What are you doing?” Daniel mumbled through the hand Jack had over his mouth.
“Listening,” he whispered.
Daniel pushed Jack’s hand away. “To what?” he whispered back.
Jack nodded to the open doorway. “The sound of geeks flirting.”
:)
Also, since I can't find a Best Before date for comment fic, I'm submitting this, originally posted in a_loquita 's journal a while back, but appropriate for International Condom Week:
There's no warning when the power goes out. Sam's only glad that Daniel had called a few minutes ago to confirm that he and Teal'c had made it back to the mountain safely. She's doubtful the plows will make it past the main roads until the morning.
"Uh Carter? You got a flashlight around here?" Jack knows her house fairly well, but apparently not in the dark.
"There's a box in the pantry with emergency supplies," she replies. The fire is just a pile of burning coals so she throws a few logs on and stirs the embers until they catch. She hears a crash followed by a few muttered curses and Jack rummages through her pantry.
"I thought the whole point of 'Emergency Supplies' is so you can find them in an emergency," he mutters. There's a thump from behind her as he tosses the box on the counter. There's enough light from the fire now that she can see him digging through the box.
"A zat, Carter?"
She takes it from him and clicks it open. "Do you know how useful the power supply from one of these are, sir? Better than batteries because they'll hold a charge."
"Rations, I can understand. I mean, if you can't use your microwave, you'd starve pretty quickly." Jack puts the stack of green packages on the counter.
"That's a low blow sir. I've got boxes of Froot Loops to go through first."
There's more rummaging. "Ah. Carter?" He holds up the small foil squares and tilts his head in curiosity. "What's this?"
Sam shrugs. "What do they look like?"
"And what clever uses do you have these stashed away for?"
"Have you seen the statistics on babies born after natural disasters?"
Jack finally finds the flashlight and clicks it on. "Carter, these are expired."
"Then they'd better plow the roads soon."