[Stargate: Drabble] "Dark Patrol" [SG-22, G]
Title: Dark Patrol
Prompt: writerverse challenge #01 October table of doom, prompt #15 “Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.” (Helen Keller)
Word Count: 243
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: Gryff and Levi patrol in the dark.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Dark Patrol
It was very, very dark on P9X-1112. The weather was usually overcast and its moon was about half the size of Earth’s, so when the sun set, the only light for miles around was the glow of SG-22’s campfire.
SGs 7, 9 and 14 had all been there before, passing through, but lucky 22 had been assigned to do a more long-range, long-term survey of the planet as a possible Alpha Site. All previous reports indicated that it was uninhabited, without even any large animal species, and so far, they were proving to be correct. SG-22 was taking environmental readings, just to make sure staying there wasn’t detrimental to a human’s health, and other than the darkness, it looked very promising.
“One last patrol before bed,” announced Gryff, standing from her log by the campfire. “Levi, you’re up.”
“Right behind you,” he said.
They made a long circuit of the campsite, far enough out that the fire was only a dim glow and the lights on their P90s created tiny pockets of illumination. Levi had never been very fond of the dark - not scared of it, not exactly, but he’d always been the first to turn on the lights when he could - but even with the almost-absolute darkness around them, he didn’t feel worried, with Gryff walking along beside him.
Finally, they finished their loop, and came back toward their campsite.
“Coffee?” asked Toby, holding up their battered pitcher.
Levi grinned. “Sounds great.”
THE END
Current Mood:
busy
Prompt: writerverse challenge #01 October table of doom, prompt #15 “Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.” (Helen Keller)
Word Count: 243
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1 ( SG-22, original characters)
Summary: Gryff and Levi patrol in the dark.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Dark Patrol
It was very, very dark on P9X-1112. The weather was usually overcast and its moon was about half the size of Earth’s, so when the sun set, the only light for miles around was the glow of SG-22’s campfire.
SGs 7, 9 and 14 had all been there before, passing through, but lucky 22 had been assigned to do a more long-range, long-term survey of the planet as a possible Alpha Site. All previous reports indicated that it was uninhabited, without even any large animal species, and so far, they were proving to be correct. SG-22 was taking environmental readings, just to make sure staying there wasn’t detrimental to a human’s health, and other than the darkness, it looked very promising.
“One last patrol before bed,” announced Gryff, standing from her log by the campfire. “Levi, you’re up.”
“Right behind you,” he said.
They made a long circuit of the campsite, far enough out that the fire was only a dim glow and the lights on their P90s created tiny pockets of illumination. Levi had never been very fond of the dark - not scared of it, not exactly, but he’d always been the first to turn on the lights when he could - but even with the almost-absolute darkness around them, he didn’t feel worried, with Gryff walking along beside him.
Finally, they finished their loop, and came back toward their campsite.
“Coffee?” asked Toby, holding up their battered pitcher.
Levi grinned. “Sounds great.”
THE END
Current Mood:
busy