Fic Exercise: Twenty-Five
This was a writing exercise idea I got from mylittleredgirl quite some time ago. There are twenty-five sets of twenty-five words, all pertaining in some way to this crossover.
Once, when he was on Earth without her, he bought her a stuffed manatee. She sleeps with it when he leaves her to go off-world.
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The Air Force officer with Doctor Weir was cute, but he reminded Zoey of too much. Of a boyfriend who was incredibly handsome, and deadly.
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Her first time in the Oval, she didn’t know what to say. But Bartlet’s first call was more terrifying. He expected something of her already.
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Sam Seaborn never could talk to women. They were beyond him, especially an astrophysicist who shared his name. But that one would smile at him.
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Her father’s mind had died, though his heart still beat. His death was hollowing, until she realized someone had silently filled that void long ago.
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Elizabeth was always the biggest prize, though he’d given up on catching her. In some ways, he wanted the story more than he wanted her.
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The West Wing was intimidating to a man who hated ceremony. But he found unexpected allies in despising the press and how long everything took.
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Playing chess with the American President was a dream come true. Bartlet beat him handily, not that Rodney told anyone in Atlantis about that part.
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Bartlet’s orders and suggestions were hard to differentiate. John knew Elizabeth was a daughter to him, but was floored by the suggestion of marrying her.
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Elizabeth smiled privately. The invitation to the party was a flimsy excuse on Abbey’s part to get John to dress up and be a gentleman.
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There were only so many ways to say no. “National security” didn’t work, and the cover story about North Korea was getting thinner and thinner.
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“Very deeply” was his answer when Charlie asked if he loved her. But Jed still wanted to strangle Abbey sometimes. This was one of them.
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The woman drove him crazy, but Toby knew she was doing her duty. It was too bad they were both so good at their jobs.
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The real shock to Abbey was that Donna already knew. She’d find it funny later, but that first night she was too drunk to laugh.
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She regrets leaving Simon sometimes. But Simon was a safe bet, and once she went to a new galaxy, safety wasn’t what she wanted anymore.
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He knows he’ll get worse after he leaves office, feels that activity is slowing the disease. But what he fears is being a mind trapped.
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Since the President told her about the Stargate, Donna’s often wondered how the public would react to its disclosure. She doubts they’ll take it well.
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He watches her move across the ballroom and wonders if she was a dancer. She’s graceful and beautiful, and he knows he’s fallen in love.
*~*
There’s a way of writing a phrase that will transcend literal meaning and become something higher. Nobler. Purer. And few there are who find it.
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Politics is the slow decay of reason and passion. Elizabeth has always feared getting too deep into it. She’s seen too many people swallowed whole.
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“It is a melancholy truth that even great men have poor relations,” Dickens wrote. C. J.’s never seen that better displayed than in the West Wing.
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Donna decided that this visit from Elizabeth Weir wouldn’t be so bad as the last. After all, they didn’t have that oddly-dressed alien in tow.
*~*
The strange thing is, he’s never once regretted going to Atlantis. He misses Earth occasionally, but that’s nothing like being separated from his adopted family.
*~*
She dreams in Russian, curses in Czech, and whispers in French when he least expects it. He loves it and hates it all at once.
*~*
There’s a dignity and strength to the woman who leads Atlantis. The staff respects her for that as much as they respect the President himself.
Once, when he was on Earth without her, he bought her a stuffed manatee. She sleeps with it when he leaves her to go off-world.
*~*
The Air Force officer with Doctor Weir was cute, but he reminded Zoey of too much. Of a boyfriend who was incredibly handsome, and deadly.
*~*
Her first time in the Oval, she didn’t know what to say. But Bartlet’s first call was more terrifying. He expected something of her already.
*~*
Sam Seaborn never could talk to women. They were beyond him, especially an astrophysicist who shared his name. But that one would smile at him.
*~*
Her father’s mind had died, though his heart still beat. His death was hollowing, until she realized someone had silently filled that void long ago.
*~*
Elizabeth was always the biggest prize, though he’d given up on catching her. In some ways, he wanted the story more than he wanted her.
*~*
The West Wing was intimidating to a man who hated ceremony. But he found unexpected allies in despising the press and how long everything took.
*~*
Playing chess with the American President was a dream come true. Bartlet beat him handily, not that Rodney told anyone in Atlantis about that part.
*~*
Bartlet’s orders and suggestions were hard to differentiate. John knew Elizabeth was a daughter to him, but was floored by the suggestion of marrying her.
*~*
Elizabeth smiled privately. The invitation to the party was a flimsy excuse on Abbey’s part to get John to dress up and be a gentleman.
*~*
There were only so many ways to say no. “National security” didn’t work, and the cover story about North Korea was getting thinner and thinner.
*~*
“Very deeply” was his answer when Charlie asked if he loved her. But Jed still wanted to strangle Abbey sometimes. This was one of them.
*~*
The woman drove him crazy, but Toby knew she was doing her duty. It was too bad they were both so good at their jobs.
*~*
The real shock to Abbey was that Donna already knew. She’d find it funny later, but that first night she was too drunk to laugh.
*~*
She regrets leaving Simon sometimes. But Simon was a safe bet, and once she went to a new galaxy, safety wasn’t what she wanted anymore.
*~*
He knows he’ll get worse after he leaves office, feels that activity is slowing the disease. But what he fears is being a mind trapped.
*~*
Since the President told her about the Stargate, Donna’s often wondered how the public would react to its disclosure. She doubts they’ll take it well.
*~*
He watches her move across the ballroom and wonders if she was a dancer. She’s graceful and beautiful, and he knows he’s fallen in love.
*~*
There’s a way of writing a phrase that will transcend literal meaning and become something higher. Nobler. Purer. And few there are who find it.
*~*
Politics is the slow decay of reason and passion. Elizabeth has always feared getting too deep into it. She’s seen too many people swallowed whole.
*~*
“It is a melancholy truth that even great men have poor relations,” Dickens wrote. C. J.’s never seen that better displayed than in the West Wing.
*~*
Donna decided that this visit from Elizabeth Weir wouldn’t be so bad as the last. After all, they didn’t have that oddly-dressed alien in tow.
*~*
The strange thing is, he’s never once regretted going to Atlantis. He misses Earth occasionally, but that’s nothing like being separated from his adopted family.
*~*
She dreams in Russian, curses in Czech, and whispers in French when he least expects it. He loves it and hates it all at once.
*~*
There’s a dignity and strength to the woman who leads Atlantis. The staff respects her for that as much as they respect the President himself.