[Stargate: Drabble] "Contemplating" [SG-22, G]
Title: Contemplating
Prompt: writerverse challenge #14 October table of doom
Photo Used: photo #7
Word Count: 202
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 take a moment to appreciate the beauty of nature.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Contemplating
“Hey, guys,” Levi said, slowly.
The other three members of SG-22 looked up from where they were assembling their tent for the night- technically, Levi was supposed to be helping, but he had stopped working a few moments before, looking out to the horizon.
“What, Lee?” said Toby.
“The sky. Isn’t it beautiful?” The sociologist turned back to them, a wondering expression on his face. “How often do we spend days all alone on an alien planet? And how often do we actually stop to think about that?”
“Probably not as often as we should,” said Gryff. She finished securing her corner of the tent and straightened. “It is pretty awesome, isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” agreed Jason. “For all we know, we’re the only ones on this whole planet. Maybe we’re the first people to see this sun set in a couple thousand years.”
“That sounds pretty cool,” said Toby, just as the unsecured side of the tent began collapsing.
“Hey,” said Gryff, laughing. “Let’s get this tent set up, and then we can all sit around contemplating the meaning of life and stuff.”
Levi smiled. “Sure, Gryff.” Then, he frowned, holding up a piece of tent. “Now, where does this one go?”
THE END
Current Mood:
busy
Prompt: writerverse challenge #14 October table of doom
Photo Used: photo #7
Word Count: 202
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: SG-22 take a moment to appreciate the beauty of nature.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Contemplating
“Hey, guys,” Levi said, slowly.
The other three members of SG-22 looked up from where they were assembling their tent for the night- technically, Levi was supposed to be helping, but he had stopped working a few moments before, looking out to the horizon.
“What, Lee?” said Toby.
“The sky. Isn’t it beautiful?” The sociologist turned back to them, a wondering expression on his face. “How often do we spend days all alone on an alien planet? And how often do we actually stop to think about that?”
“Probably not as often as we should,” said Gryff. She finished securing her corner of the tent and straightened. “It is pretty awesome, isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” agreed Jason. “For all we know, we’re the only ones on this whole planet. Maybe we’re the first people to see this sun set in a couple thousand years.”
“That sounds pretty cool,” said Toby, just as the unsecured side of the tent began collapsing.
“Hey,” said Gryff, laughing. “Let’s get this tent set up, and then we can all sit around contemplating the meaning of life and stuff.”
Levi smiled. “Sure, Gryff.” Then, he frowned, holding up a piece of tent. “Now, where does this one go?”
THE END
Current Mood:
busy