fic: Flaws [7 Deadly Sins Challenge]
Apr. 5th, 2006 05:25 pmTITLE: Flaws
AUTHOR:
tielan
SUMMARY: We all have our flaws.
RATING: PG-13
NOTES: Some of the sins lend themselves more easily to characters than others, but I wanted to try a few 'odd' variations. There were supposed to be seven of them, but Carson won't get angry, and Zelenka is stalling me because of another fic I'm writing with him in it. So you're getting five: John, Teyla, Elizabeth, Ronon, and Rodney.
sloth: john
The alarm goes off and he doesn't move from his bed.
He should get up. There're reports to be written and evaluations to be done. Teyla's going to kick his ass at staves - again; he promised some 'chair time' to Rodney. There's a meeting with Elizabeth this afternoon to discuss the newest batch of personnel from Earth, and then tonight, he and a bunch of the geeks are going to sit down and show Ronon a few episodes of Star Trek: The Original Series.
Meh.
John flails to turn off the alarm, rolls over and goes straight back to sleep.
- fin -
pride: teyla
There was a time when the Athosians lived in cities of light and beauty, imitating the revered Ancestors.
Then came the Wraith, razing cities and culling people. Much knowledge was lost as they fought merely to survive.
A handful of odd and inexplicable devices are all that remains of that time. But Teyla knows that her people once had technology to rival that of Earth.
So when the Atlanteans murmur at her people's customs, Dr. McKay dismisses her queries, and Dr. Weir condescends to her, Teyla keeps her temper, holds her tongue and does not react.
She has her pride.
- fin -
envy: elizabeth
She watched them once, the eager expression on John's face, the secretive smile on Teyla's. The afternoon light played across their features, baring their enjoyment for anyone to see.
Elizabeth saw, then went away and never watched again.
In the small mirror she brought from Earth, she stares at her reflection, noting the fine fingers of age that are clawing at her features, unstoppable, unwelcome.
She's intelligent, attractive, clever, she's commanded the SGC, she's the leader of this expedition. There's no reason for her to envy Teyla's youth and energy.
Her eyes reflect back at her, a steady green gaze.
- fin -
gluttony: ronon
Ronon eats more than he should of the piquant fire of the ground meat dish, the heavy grainy bread, the tubers both sweet and savoury, the mash that smears smooth across his fingers before he licks it off. He accepts the liquor Sheppard hands to him, ignoring the pity in hazel eyes.
He eats fast because he's used to swift meals; he gluts himself because it's been so long since there was food like this.
He tries to forget the shattered ruins of Sateda.
Late that night, his stomach revolts at the rich food and he vomits it back up.
- fin -
lust: rodney
Rodney grunts in encouragement as Miko draws his cock deeper into her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes big and hopeful in the round, pale face as he moans in ecstacy.
Miko's better at this than Cadman, who uses the sharp edge of her tongue and not just the soft edge - but Rodney enjoys the snap of banter - and blonde hair skimming his thighs. Kate's hair glimmers when she rides him. She's always on top, while Teyla arches up as he grinds his hips down into her, and Elizabeth pleads very pleasingly.
He know's he's dreaming. In the end, Rodney doesn't care.
- fin -
AUTHOR:
SUMMARY: We all have our flaws.
RATING: PG-13
NOTES: Some of the sins lend themselves more easily to characters than others, but I wanted to try a few 'odd' variations. There were supposed to be seven of them, but Carson won't get angry, and Zelenka is stalling me because of another fic I'm writing with him in it. So you're getting five: John, Teyla, Elizabeth, Ronon, and Rodney.
sloth: john
The alarm goes off and he doesn't move from his bed.
He should get up. There're reports to be written and evaluations to be done. Teyla's going to kick his ass at staves - again; he promised some 'chair time' to Rodney. There's a meeting with Elizabeth this afternoon to discuss the newest batch of personnel from Earth, and then tonight, he and a bunch of the geeks are going to sit down and show Ronon a few episodes of Star Trek: The Original Series.
Meh.
John flails to turn off the alarm, rolls over and goes straight back to sleep.
- fin -
pride: teyla
There was a time when the Athosians lived in cities of light and beauty, imitating the revered Ancestors.
Then came the Wraith, razing cities and culling people. Much knowledge was lost as they fought merely to survive.
A handful of odd and inexplicable devices are all that remains of that time. But Teyla knows that her people once had technology to rival that of Earth.
So when the Atlanteans murmur at her people's customs, Dr. McKay dismisses her queries, and Dr. Weir condescends to her, Teyla keeps her temper, holds her tongue and does not react.
She has her pride.
- fin -
envy: elizabeth
She watched them once, the eager expression on John's face, the secretive smile on Teyla's. The afternoon light played across their features, baring their enjoyment for anyone to see.
Elizabeth saw, then went away and never watched again.
In the small mirror she brought from Earth, she stares at her reflection, noting the fine fingers of age that are clawing at her features, unstoppable, unwelcome.
She's intelligent, attractive, clever, she's commanded the SGC, she's the leader of this expedition. There's no reason for her to envy Teyla's youth and energy.
Her eyes reflect back at her, a steady green gaze.
- fin -
gluttony: ronon
Ronon eats more than he should of the piquant fire of the ground meat dish, the heavy grainy bread, the tubers both sweet and savoury, the mash that smears smooth across his fingers before he licks it off. He accepts the liquor Sheppard hands to him, ignoring the pity in hazel eyes.
He eats fast because he's used to swift meals; he gluts himself because it's been so long since there was food like this.
He tries to forget the shattered ruins of Sateda.
Late that night, his stomach revolts at the rich food and he vomits it back up.
- fin -
lust: rodney
Rodney grunts in encouragement as Miko draws his cock deeper into her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes big and hopeful in the round, pale face as he moans in ecstacy.
Miko's better at this than Cadman, who uses the sharp edge of her tongue and not just the soft edge - but Rodney enjoys the snap of banter - and blonde hair skimming his thighs. Kate's hair glimmers when she rides him. She's always on top, while Teyla arches up as he grinds his hips down into her, and Elizabeth pleads very pleasingly.
He know's he's dreaming. In the end, Rodney doesn't care.
- fin -
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Date: 2006-04-05 10:43 am (UTC)In the small mirror she brought from Earth, she stares at her reflection, noting the fine fingers of age that are clawing at her features, unstoppable, unwelcome.
Wow. Elizabeth! I feel her pain and ouch.
Well done.
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Date: 2006-04-05 01:32 pm (UTC)Thanks. I'm glad you liked it.
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Date: 2006-04-05 02:01 pm (UTC)I think it has to do with intuitive writing. As we search for the perfect word, sometimes our subconscious will pop up with a word infused with symbolism or deeper meaning that fits the story and we aren't even aware of it.
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