[McKay] Sleep? There's work to be done!
Who: McKay
Where: Medical Facility, Bedroom L to Wraith Dart S of the Facility.
When: Early Morning, Day 21 (directly after 'Working it out', before 'Back to the Real World'.)
Invited: Raelle, Jon, Daniel, Anyone who wants a look at one of the darts. :)
Status: Complete
Rodney really must have needed the rest as he had completely either forgotten or ignored the fact that there was more work to be done in 'clean up'. The wraith were dead, the wormhole closed, which, in his book, meant that all was right with the world for the moment. As a result, bedways was rightways, and it didn't take him long to strip down to boxers and t-shirt and climb into bed. It'd been too long on the ground, and he groaned, backmuscles pulling in directions they shouldn't be, or rather, should have been for roughly the last few weeks.
Soon enough, however, sleep found the astrophysicist/mechanical engineer even when it eluded both Daniel and Jon, and it was announced in snores. Not enough to wake the dead, certainly, but enough that if Daniel or Jon had tried to sleep, he'd have earned at least one pillow tossed at him as a missile weapon for lack of anything better immediately at hand. He didn't even toss in the thought that Raelle had arrived; no chomping at the bit to tell her of his discoveries, his research, all the new knowledge he'd gained regarding temporal physics... Okay. More like showing off, sure. Of course, it probably helped that she'd slipped off into the woods once more, and rather than wander out blindly (what, rushing out unarmed was better?), it was determined (by him) that he'd be the best help he could be with at least some sleep under his belt.
Where: Medical Facility, Bedroom L to Wraith Dart S of the Facility.
When: Early Morning, Day 21 (directly after 'Working it out', before 'Back to the Real World'.)
Invited: Raelle, Jon, Daniel, Anyone who wants a look at one of the darts. :)
Status: Complete
Rodney really must have needed the rest as he had completely either forgotten or ignored the fact that there was more work to be done in 'clean up'. The wraith were dead, the wormhole closed, which, in his book, meant that all was right with the world for the moment. As a result, bedways was rightways, and it didn't take him long to strip down to boxers and t-shirt and climb into bed. It'd been too long on the ground, and he groaned, backmuscles pulling in directions they shouldn't be, or rather, should have been for roughly the last few weeks.
Soon enough, however, sleep found the astrophysicist/mechanical engineer even when it eluded both Daniel and Jon, and it was announced in snores. Not enough to wake the dead, certainly, but enough that if Daniel or Jon had tried to sleep, he'd have earned at least one pillow tossed at him as a missile weapon for lack of anything better immediately at hand. He didn't even toss in the thought that Raelle had arrived; no chomping at the bit to tell her of his discoveries, his research, all the new knowledge he'd gained regarding temporal physics... Okay. More like showing off, sure. Of course, it probably helped that she'd slipped off into the woods once more, and rather than wander out blindly (what, rushing out unarmed was better?), it was determined (by him) that he'd be the best help he could be with at least some sleep under his belt.