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skoosiepantsYeah, I'm alive. I'm just downloading like crazy. It's so addicting. I wish there were more podcasts of sga stories out there. They make me smile, and they make people on the train back away from me slowly.
sga/hp fic up to 45 pages. I have no idea how to end it. I fear I may be rambling in places. Ah, well. It's still fun...
“Seriously. I don’t think we can win,” Rodney went on. Not even the sight of his favorite teacher, flushed prettily with robes askew, bolstered his spirits. They were all going to die.
“I do not disagree,” Radek said from beside him, sliding his glasses up his nose. “However, I would rather not wait placidly for my death.” He nodded at Sheppard, and the two of them counted to three under their breaths and pushed the container as hard as they could out into the middle of the room.
Rodney’s eyes went wide. “That wasn’t ready!” he yelped.
“It’ll have to do, McKay,” Sheppard drawled, swiping his palms on his robes. “We’re running out of time.”
“It’s not going to work,” Rodney stressed frantically, gripping Sheppard’s arm. “There is every possibility I was *high* when I came up with this plan.”
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devildoll wrote Clubhouse fic!. You should read it, 'cause it's adorable *nods*
sga/hp fic up to 45 pages. I have no idea how to end it. I fear I may be rambling in places. Ah, well. It's still fun...
“Seriously. I don’t think we can win,” Rodney went on. Not even the sight of his favorite teacher, flushed prettily with robes askew, bolstered his spirits. They were all going to die.
“I do not disagree,” Radek said from beside him, sliding his glasses up his nose. “However, I would rather not wait placidly for my death.” He nodded at Sheppard, and the two of them counted to three under their breaths and pushed the container as hard as they could out into the middle of the room.
Rodney’s eyes went wide. “That wasn’t ready!” he yelped.
“It’ll have to do, McKay,” Sheppard drawled, swiping his palms on his robes. “We’re running out of time.”
“It’s not going to work,” Rodney stressed frantically, gripping Sheppard’s arm. “There is every possibility I was *high* when I came up with this plan.”
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devildoll wrote Clubhouse fic!. You should read it, 'cause it's adorable *nods*