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23 April 2007 @ 02:26 am
medie demanded 'lantis gleee!  
medie demanded 'lantis fangleee in order to fight wank with gleee or save the Easter bunny or something, and you need to go comment with fandom joy here here here!

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She can catch grapes in her mouth.

Or whatever they are. Not grapes. Juicier than grapes. Someone probably told him the name, but it wasn't particularly memorable or any more descriptive than alien grapes.

John doesn't mind not knowing anything about alien food, but it always catches him off-guard when he finds out something -- something like this, something obvious -- that he never knew about her.

Elizabeth has caught ten so far, by his count, absentmindedly tossing them in the air where she's sitting across the mess hall table from him. She hasn't missed one. Between grapes, she studies the water reclamation data in front of her.

"That's impressive," he says.

She turns her hand over, settles a not-grape between her knuckles, slaps the top of her wrist to set the grape in the air, and catches it between her teeth. She's smirking when she bites down, and a dribble of juice escapes her lips.

She giggles, snatches a napkin from his tray. She's been laughing more lately. He had no idea how much he missed that.

"Really. I didn't know you could do that."

She raises an eyebrow at him, probably because he's treating this previously unrevealed skill as if it's something important that she's been keeping from him. But really. They've never had grapes before, but he's seen her eat popcorn a hundred times. Well, twelve times, maybe. At least twice, and she's never caught a single kernel in mid-air.

"I can also write my name with my toes," she tells him.

"That's disgusting."

She rolls her eyes. "A true artist is never appreciated in her own time."

She's about to go back to her reading, and he's not done bothering her yet. "What else don't I know about you?"

She blinks at him. "Lots of things, probably."

"Like what?"

"John..." she holds up her computerized notepad with the report on it as a prop to help underscore her I'm busy voice.

He snatches it away and then puts it in front of him, covering it with his forearms. He's had just about the most boring morning in the history of the Pegasus Galaxy overseeing inventories, and he's in no hurry to get back to that.

Besides, he really hasn't seen her smile enough. She's been better about it lately, because the war has hit a blessed lull and because he's been on an all-fronts campaign to get her to lighten up, but she's still got three years to make up for.

"I speak eight languages," she offers as a concession, doing her best to sound bored.

"Knew that," John dismisses it. According to her file, she only spoke five before being drafted into the Stargate program. "Also, I'm pretty sure I've heard you speak more languages than that."

"I speak eight languages with reasonable fluency," she corrects. "My apologies."

"Forgiven. Go on." There's a smirk at the corner of her lips, egging him onward.

"I really do have a lot of work to do."

He shields the notepad more securely behind his arms. "Knew that too."

"I grew up in Michigan?"

"Elizabeth, you're not even trying."

"See? You already know everything there is to know about me." She holds out her hand for the notepad, giving him a look that might have convinced him, three years ago, before he knew her well enough to decipher that she doesn't really mind.

"What was the name of your first pet?"

Elizabeth pops another grape in her mouth and chews before asking, "Are you avoiding an inventory review?"

"Fine." He sighs dramatically as he hands her work back to her. "Be an enigma."

She laughs, and he grins, because that's really what he was waiting for. "You like it that way," she teases.

Elizabeth always flirts with him when she's in a good mood. He's seen her speak that way to Rodney, to Caldwell, heck, even to Ronon, but he likes to pretend there's something unique about it when she talks to him.

He replies, "I'm sure I know all the important things there are to know about you."

Matching his tone exactly, she says, "I'm sure you do."

He breaks the lighthearted flow of the conversation for just a moment. He doesn't mean to, but the words just fall out as he thinks them. "I don't really know you at all, do I?"

Elizabeth shrugs uncertainly, like she does when she can't tell if he's joking or not. "Sure you do. You know me better than just about anyone else, for whatever that's worth."

He asked for it, but he's not sure how to deal with the weight of that statement, or how it's settling in his stomach like something alive, demanding that he move or speak or do something in reaction.

It's not really the time for that, though. For now, it's just... another unexpected piece of information about her.

"So not everyone knows about your freaky toes?"

She makes a face. "It's a closely guarded secret."

"Good," he states definitively. He sort of wants to say thank you, or to tell her -- in some flippant, clever way -- that he really doesn't tell her very much but that's not because he doesn't like her or trust her, it's just who he is, and he still thinks she knows him better than he's really totally comfortable with.

The words don't come out.

"Inventory," Elizabeth orders, rolling her eyes. "Now."

He snatches a grape off her plate, tosses it in the air, and catches it. With the grape still poised between his teeth, he lisps, "Yes, ma'am."
 
 
am: bed!
feel: cheerfulgleeeful
 
 
 
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Little Red: sga - sw happiness - jeepnymylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 07:21 pm (UTC)
Yay yay yay! Sadly, I do not have any spare ponies to give you.

Glad you like! I'm so happy to be done with real estate school and now I can write fic guilt-freeeeeeee!! Though I have like eighteen stupid ungleeeful future fics kicking around on my hard drive from forever ago for like every fandom, so I need to either finish those or stick them all in a room and light 'em on fire. Because gleee really IS better for preventing wrinkles, as you say. ;)
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Little Red: trek - ezri teh angst - agentrosecottonmylittleredgirl on April 25th, 2007 12:11 am (UTC)
I have been trying! I even made headway! I'm in that dilemma-place where I really really really like this fic... but it's unfinished, and everything I write to try and finish it is, er, subpar. Froooostrating! But I will continue to hack away at it until I get fed up and go "I don't care! Post! Begone!" That'll be nice. ;)
angelqueen04: Sparky (Kiss)angelqueen04 on April 23rd, 2007 12:42 pm (UTC)
Omg these two are made of the cute! *pets* Lovely ficlet! :D *applauds*
Little Red: sga - lizzie temptress - goldie_galmylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 07:23 pm (UTC)
They really are! I kind of, er, forgot about them for a few minutes amid all the OMGFANWANK that I was avoiding and the OMGVOYAGERONTEEVEE that I was enjoying, but now I'm all bouncy with joy again. :) Made of cute! I've been remembering The Early Days and how we used to just have them pegged as Friends With Benefits, and how fun that was before anybody gave us any canon. Perhaps I'll go back to that for a bit. ;)
miera_c: elizabeth bwmiera_c on April 23rd, 2007 01:00 pm (UTC)
Elizabeth always flirts with him when she's in a good mood. He's seen her speak that way to Rodney, to Caldwell, heck, even to Ronon, but he likes to pretend there's something unique about it when she talks to him.

Flirty!Elizabeth is love.
Little Red: sga - lizzie temptress - goldie_galmylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 07:24 pm (UTC)
I know! <3 to her for that.
live the life you've imagined: Collidecalleigh_j on April 23rd, 2007 01:56 pm (UTC)
He asked for it, but he's not sure how to deal with the weight of that statement, or how it's settling in his stomach like something alive, demanding that he move or speak or do something in reaction.

I love that - totally serious, in the middle of grape-related hilarity. *smiles*
Little Red: sga - sw not subtle - thefakeheadlinemylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 07:24 pm (UTC)
I really really tried to resist putting in anything seriously shippy, and I just COULDN'T DO IT! *fails!*
live the life you've imagined: MFScrewedMeOvercalleigh_j on April 23rd, 2007 09:59 pm (UTC)
But this, this is *good* failing (never realised there was such a thing, but apparently there is - who knew?!). This is the kind of fail that makes me smile, which is a very good thing today.
rogue equestrian: SGA:: Sparky Footsieelvinborn on April 23rd, 2007 03:23 pm (UTC)
awwwww flirty cute littlered fic is love. *love*
Little Red: sga - sw happiness - jeepnymylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 07:25 pm (UTC)
*twirls*

Thanks! :)
thekatebeyond on April 23rd, 2007 06:14 pm (UTC)
Mmmmmmm. A delicious dose of fruit-filled fluff! (With a side of romantic not-fluff!) YAY!
Little Red: sga - sw not subtle - thefakeheadlinemylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 07:25 pm (UTC)
It's all because I really want grapes, I think.
A.j.: atlantisaj on April 23rd, 2007 08:34 pm (UTC)
*falls over laughing*

John + Elizabeth's Dad + Football = OT3.
Little Red: sga - sw season two! - A.j.mylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 08:37 pm (UTC)
I didn't even mention football!
A.j.: confusedaj on April 23rd, 2007 09:06 pm (UTC)
...your point?

Also. Lyssie made me write dialogue in which Liz was EVIL to John. *sighs* I miss those two dorks.
Little Red: sga - sw season two! - A.j.mylittleredgirl on April 23rd, 2007 09:07 pm (UTC)
Me too! I really miss the days when they were friends-with-benefits and super dorky with minimal angst. Remember those? GOOD TIMES.
A.j.: atlantisotpaj on April 23rd, 2007 09:12 pm (UTC)
YEP. Although, I'm just entertained about how much of our early dorkiness our speculation ended up being fairly close to canon. This freaks me out a bit.

*sighs and yens for the days of drunken indiscretions and do-rags*
Little Red: sga - pwnd! - A.j.mylittleredgirl on April 25th, 2007 12:12 am (UTC)
It is because we are blessed with FAN OMNISCIENCE, mwahahaha!

I mean, it'd be nice to be able to predict things in the real world, but sadly, our mad ski11z are non-transferrable.
Tammy - never give up, never surrender: SG1 - Sam Easy - besydbesyd on April 25th, 2007 03:20 pm (UTC)
And what we fans predict is often so much better than what we actually get ...
Meredith: Elizabeth - real worldxfirefly9x on June 29th, 2007 11:53 am (UTC)
Cute! I love it!
Little Red: sga - sw happiness - jeepnymylittleredgirl on June 29th, 2007 05:32 pm (UTC)
Hee! OMG, I had completely forgotten about this. Thanks!
Meredith: John and Elizabeth - carry youxfirefly9x on June 30th, 2007 05:56 am (UTC)
Hehe, I love it when you get reviews on really old stuff that you can't even remember! It's great!

Also, I'm friending you to keep up with your fic, if you don't mind. (...erm...actually, I think I friended you last night for that.) But yeah, just so you know. You're officially on my fav Sparky writers list now! =)
hollysamantha: [sga] pink stripeshollysamantha on September 23rd, 2007 12:56 am (UTC)
uber-cute! *tackles*