Ronon stood in the middle of the room, completely naked and dripping with oil, arms outstretched with a small yellow rubber duck in one hand and juggling several polysided dice in the other.
Elizabeth closed her eyes. "I-," she started. She paused, tried again. "Maybe-..." She shook her head, eyes still closed. "What's... what's with the oil?"
"Dr. Brown."
"She probably meant that for me," Elizabeth said gently, cautiously peeking from beneath her eyelashes. Ha! I like that. From one fandom newbie to another, hi!
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Ha! I like that. From one fandom newbie to another, hi!