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Title: No Slouch
Author: Liondragon
Challenge: Seven Deadly Sins (Sloth)
Word Count: 433
Summary: John wanted to say that was a contradiction in terms.  Instead he stood up straighter.
Warnings: Obscene language and graphic imagery.  No insult is intended to any branch of the military -- just pinging off canon.
Note: First flashfic! I drafted this serendipitously a day or so before the photo-manips started circulating.  This was too intense to write right away.
Not my character, universe does not belong to me.


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No Slouch
by Liondragon

        Because he was a damn good pilot and a military son, the brass turned apologetic after the hearing, so much so that Sheppard wanted to shift from at ease to attention.  Three of them had attended the memorials; one assured him that the press blackout was blanket policy and wasn't it a shame.  Sheppard was glad of it, he didn't-say.  He didn't want to be a hero here.  He didn't want anyone to know, least of all these men with silver-burred hair and silver stars.

        But he was a good officer at heart (this they reassured him) and so endured their condolences, their whispered anecdotes of chopper pilots in 'Nam who'd put a stop to worse, their thin attempts at humor when they asked 'Antarctica, really?'  The hearing had stamped him stupid, and the informal litany, brave.  You couldn't waste brave pilots these days.

        Then the last stepped up to him (Marine General, the shine off his nameplate hurt his eyes) and got in his face.

        "You motherfucking faggot."  John wanted to say that was a contradiction in terms.  Instead he stood up straighter.  "If you think I'm going to congratulate you for disobeying direct orders in the fucking field, your head's as soft as the rest of you.  You should be thrown out on your ass with the rest of the trash.  You hear me?  Ignoring an order in the field is as good as desertion.  Maybe you forgot about that while you were popping beers with the natives.  March your worthless ass out of this building before I have you removed."

        John thought of Mitch and Dex, who had been total slobs, flew like aces, and had been so much steaming meat and fat on the hot sand.  (John was walking now, shoes clicking, metronome-perfect.)  From one step to the next, John decided.  He had always stood taller than the rest, cut no corners before inspections, shined buckles and shoes to mirrors, steam-ironed trouser seams to points, shaved clean every day, kept his hands out of his pockets, trained his hair and his back and his eyes straight, straight, straight.

        No more.

        Click.

        No more.





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Date: 2006-03-28 05:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceitie.livejournal.com
Oh, I like this version of John, and how the black mark changed him into the person we meet in Antarctica. Very cool, and I especially like the emphasis on 'straight'. Heh.

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Date: 2006-03-28 05:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stormheller.livejournal.com
Interesting. Definitely food for thought.
Thanks for sharing.
~ Stormy

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Date: 2006-03-28 05:21 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] wickedwords.livejournal.com
This was really good. Nice and sharp, crisp. Thanks

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Date: 2006-03-28 05:21 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] amalthia
i really liked this a lot.

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Date: 2006-03-28 05:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crysothemis.livejournal.com
Oh, I love this. And I see this a real possibility, that the black mark was what changed him.

Gorgeous.

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Date: 2006-03-29 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crysothemis.livejournal.com
Of course I don't mind. Link away. As long as they know what they're getting into. ::g::

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Date: 2006-03-28 05:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reginabellatrix.livejournal.com
Although it seems unlikely that John was ever much of a proper officer (see his conversation with Weir at the beginning of The Intruder), I really like this look at how he could have gone from being the perfect little officer to Mr. Wild Hair and I-stick-my-hands-in-my-pockets.

Lovely job. Thanks for sharing.

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Date: 2006-03-28 05:34 pm (UTC)
ext_1101: (SGA-Sheppard with gun by monanotlisa)
From: [identity profile] lunasky.livejournal.com
So chilling and such a great way to connect the dots from who he was to who he became in Atlantis. The ending is still sending shivers up my spine. :)

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Date: 2006-03-28 05:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emrinalexander.livejournal.com
If this isn't how John Sheppard ended up being the man we first meet in Antarctica...it should be. I've always had the niggling "this guy is career military? Why?" questions in the back of my head, but your flashfic certainly answers those questions. It's wonderfully written, intense and a lot crafted into a small space.

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Date: 2006-03-28 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] packmentality.livejournal.com
I really like this. :-)

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Date: 2006-03-28 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] archerlass.livejournal.com
I love this view of John. It explains so much and adds so much to a character I love.
My favorite bit -
..trained his hair and his back and his eyes straight, straight, straight.

No more.

Click.

No more.


Nicely done! :)

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Date: 2006-03-28 11:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adafrog.livejournal.com
Brilliant. Loved it. Thanks.

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Date: 2006-03-29 01:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lydiabell.livejournal.com
I liked this. I wonder if, on this interpretation, one might expect John to revert to a more military bearing as time goes on and he has more responsibility and is respected in his command of Atlantis.

Alos, if you don't mind my asking, what photomanips? :)

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Date: 2006-03-29 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spoke.livejournal.com
Bweeee. ^^

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Date: 2006-03-29 08:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuonji14.livejournal.com
wow, that was really really perfect. I've always imagined John the surfer dude teenager and rebellious soldier young adult, but man, this was beautiful. A fabulous pov on things, thanks for sharing!

Also, like someone said, so 'crisp'. Again, perfect for the piece.

Btw, what photo-manips?

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Date: 2006-03-30 09:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuonji14.livejournal.com
thanks, wow, those are some interesting photos indeed.

You're right; I do wonder how he got to be a Major. Though I attribute it to luck, probably O'Neill-ish COs who appreciated his style along the way.

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Date: 2006-04-02 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] epicycles.livejournal.com
Love it! Great answer to those weird John contradictions -- the proficiency without the discipline, like you said. *Adds to personal John backstory*

welcome to flashfic, hope you stay awhile!

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Date: 2007-06-04 11:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] no-eden.livejournal.com
My ability to read fics months after they are written is unprecedented. Anyway. This is simply brilliant. Possibly the best John!fic I've ever read. Wow.

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Date: 2007-06-05 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] no-eden.livejournal.com
Why thank you. My record is actually one year and five months, but this is a close second. I'll definitely check out your other stuff. :)

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