Woe is me

Aug. 27th, 2004 09:47 pm
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Julie: Boy, we're all just out to make you miserable today, aren't we?
Jara: yes


People I started hating today:

[livejournal.com profile] splash_the_cat, for writing slash.
[livejournal.com profile] lytarules, for planning Sam/Teal'c.

No wonder I lost my squee.



ETA: [livejournal.com profile] lyssie goes unto my "people I love" list. She wrote me this. Thank you! *huge big knuffels*
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Date: 2004-08-27 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] splash-the-cat.livejournal.com
"Jack, why aren't you wearing pants?"
"We're having sex, right?"
"We are?"
"Oh, for crying out loud..."

Date: 2004-08-27 07:57 pm (UTC)

Date: 2004-08-27 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] splash-the-cat.livejournal.com
*basks in the hatred*

Date: 2004-08-27 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] splash-the-cat.livejournal.com
I'll let Sam watch.

Date: 2004-08-27 08:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] splash-the-cat.livejournal.com
"Carter?"

"Colonel?"

"Can you, like, turn around or something?"

"Sir?"

"I think he's having performance anxiety with you watching, Sam."

"Oh. Can I videotape instead?"

Date: 2004-08-27 08:14 pm (UTC)
ext_18106: (Default)
From: [identity profile] lyssie.livejournal.com
*cracks knuckles*

It always surprised her when he smirked.

Oh, not initially. And, not for the reasons she once would have had.

No, it surprised her because...

He just.. shouldn't.

He was old and decrepit and he still *smirked*. It almost depressed her.

Sam Carter knew this was *not* a logical reaction. In fact, she was pretty certain that this reaction was so far removed from logic that even Van Gogh would raise an eyebrow (or a knife, but she didn't want to consider chopping Jack's ear off. Even if it was vaguely appealing).

"What?"

Could she hit him? Nail her commanding officer with a punch that would knock him off of his bed and onto the floor?

Would it be fair?

Yes.

Well, not yes to the first. Even now, she was a little leary about being court-martialed for assault on her CO.

"C'mon, Carter..."

He was wheedling.

Dear god, how was it fair that a man old enough to be -- well, not her father. Old enough to know better? (hadn't Janet once had a theory that men got frozen mentally at age 12?)

"Carter. Don't make me order you."

Great. Just great. All this time spent mentally grousing and she still wasn't ready. "Another minute."

"You've *had* another minute. Just do it already."

"Fine." With a glare she reached out and tipped her king over. "You win."

The smirk was there, and deepening into a smug smile. "I do, yes. I so do."

If he wasn't slightly incapacitated (Janet had arranged the straps just so, knowing he would *try* to get out of that bed, even with the twisted ankle and cracked ribs), he would have gotten up to do a victory dance.

She was sure of it.

It would have been... cute.

Maybe she should hit him.

Do the world a favor.

Except...

"Wanna play again?" There was something rather endearingly over-eager little boy in his eyes.

Ugh.

"No. I think I'm done playing, sir."

"Damn. Go Fish? Uno?"

"Uh..."

The sad puppy dog "I Need a Cookie" look appeared in his eyes. He didn't whine, quite, but the way his lower lip twitched told her he was going to pout if he didn't agree.

And it was cute. And damn, if she didn't capitulate just to see...

Well...

"All right. Uno."

And there it was. That smirk.

With an internal sigh, Sam began shuffling the large deck of cards.

Maybe this time, she could win.

It was a dim hope.

---guh. Back to work I go.

Date: 2004-08-27 08:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] splash-the-cat.livejournal.com
"Jack?"

"Daniel, will you just stop talking for one minute?"

"But..."

"Daniel, I'm a little busy here."

"Yes, I know - hey, that tickles! - but Sam looks bored."

"What?"

"I think we're boring."

"We're not boring."

"If you keep talking about it, sir, you will be."

"See?"

"Shut up, Daniel."

Date: 2004-08-27 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lytarules.livejournal.com
She hates me!!!!!!!

*sobs hopelessly*

Date: 2004-08-27 08:19 pm (UTC)

Date: 2004-08-27 08:24 pm (UTC)

Date: 2004-08-27 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lytarules.livejournal.com
Shhhhh...

Don't tell anyone, but I haven't figured out how far it'll go.

I do think after the Sam/Dan people got a fake kiss from Resurrection promo stills, we ought to get a fake kiss for the Sam/Teal'c fans!

*BLINKS*

Date: 2004-08-27 08:32 pm (UTC)
ext_18985: (amazed)
From: [identity profile] aj.livejournal.com
Huh. I poked my brain about its feelings on the Sam/Teal'c score. It went and surprised the hell out of me in that it says it's okay with it.

...

Hold me?

*snickers madly*

Date: 2004-08-27 08:33 pm (UTC)
ext_18985: (amused)
From: [identity profile] aj.livejournal.com
HAhahaha! Dude, we so need to go to West Bend and buy Uno at 2am next time I'm there. Or if you have Uno cards, WE MUST PLAY UNO, DAMMIT.

UNO!

Date: 2004-08-27 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lytarules.livejournal.com
YOU SEE THE SHIP!!!!!!!!!! WOOHOOOOOO!!!!!!!

They really do. And he was the only one to touch her in Grace other than her Dad - his touch was the first thing she imagined.

If you ignore the really hot kissing and Sam/Jack ship (as the Jack/Daniel people seem to be able to do), Grace was very Sam/Teal'c. *nods vigorously*

Re: *BLINKS*

Date: 2004-08-27 08:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lytarules.livejournal.com
*cuddles*

You begin to see the light!

They're close, they trust one another, he's in more in touch with her feelings than she is, they respect one another, he's hot, she's hot, why not give it a try?

But I won't write it until dinofic is done.
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