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  <title>FIC: Stargate Atlantis - Kate Heightmeyer/John Sheppard fluff</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; What&apos;s In a Name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_falcon_horus&apos; lj:user=&apos;falcon_horus&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;falcon_horus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Kate Heightmeyer/John Sheppard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; How hard can it be to choose the right name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s notes:&lt;/b&gt; This may sound weird but I don&apos;t think I ever posted this one. I&apos;m not sure, so if I did I can&apos;t remember I did. But anyway, I sort of wrote a sequel, which can also be seen as stand-alone, and I thought maybe now was a good time to post both (unless I posted the prequel somewhere already). I don&apos;t think it was ever beta&apos;d so all mistakes, funny grammar, funky spelling - it&apos;s all me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****//*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John looked down at the bundle of joy in his arms, smiling. &amp;ldquo;Ronon said&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Meredith?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Teyla?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Elizabeth?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;Eacute;owyn?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know &amp;Eacute;owyn from Lord of the Rings.&amp;rdquo; John elaborated, quite pleased his wife wasn&amp;rsquo;t shooting his suggestion down once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You want to name our daughter after a character from a book?&amp;rdquo; John shrugged. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t think so.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Okay, maybe not such a great idea.&amp;rdquo; Kate rolled her eyes in response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;How does Laura sound?&amp;rdquo; She said after a moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You want to name her after Laura Cadman?&amp;rdquo; He looked genuinely surprised, certainly after she seemed reluctant to consider naming their child after Teyla or Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, I just like the sound of Laura... Maybe Lara to make it easier to pronounce.&amp;rdquo; She glanced up at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;After Lara Croft, you mean.&amp;rdquo; There was another roll of the eyes. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m just saying.&amp;rdquo; He would have thrown his hands up in the air if he hadn&amp;rsquo;t been holding their, as of yet unnamed, daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;We could always name her after me if we can&amp;rsquo;t agree on a suitable name.&amp;rdquo; Kate smiled innocently. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s not like there isn&amp;rsquo;t already a Katherine Sheppard running around here anyway.&amp;rdquo; Now it was John&amp;rsquo;s turn to roll his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Final offer...&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;re not bidding here.&amp;rdquo; Kate tilted her head a little, sending a mock glare his direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sarah. Sarah Laura Sheppard.&amp;rdquo; John smiled, feeling like he had hit the nail on the head. She nodded a little, reluctant to admit he had found a name she liked as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sarah. Laura. Sheppard.&amp;rdquo; Kate said slowly, letting each part of their daughter&amp;rsquo;s name roll of her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sold!&amp;rdquo; John replied before Kate could change her mind, again. &amp;ldquo;And it only took us nine months and a few hours to name this beautiful little lady.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And she looks just like me.&amp;rdquo; Kate said sweetly. &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t you think so too?&amp;rdquo; John dropped his head in defeat, sighing heavily. When he looked up again, there was a playful grin toying around his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;That makes me the luckiest man alive with two such beautiful ladies to keep me company.&amp;rdquo; He bent over and kissed Kate, who swatted his arm playfully. &amp;ldquo;Love you too.&amp;rdquo; She grinned and he grinned right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Waiting For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_falcon_horus&apos; lj:user=&apos;falcon_horus&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;falcon_horus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Kate Heightmeyer/John Sheppard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; John is waiting for his wife to return home to Atlantis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s notes:&lt;/b&gt; This is the sequel of sorts to the above ficlet, but it can be read as a standalone quite easily. This was written for &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_merlins_sister&apos; lj:user=&apos;merlins_sister&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;merlins_sister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s birthday which was about a month and a half ago, wich means it&apos;s a very belated birthday gift. It&apos;s a thank you for showing this particular pairing to me and me realizing it looked quite cute. I probably would never have considered it or maybe I would but not right at the beginning. &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_tanaquisga&apos; lj:user=&apos;tanaquisga&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tanaquisga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, another J/K-lover and equally to blame for me loving this pairing so much, made sure, with the help of her virtual red marker, that all the funky spelling, grammar and sentences were eliminated from the fic. And boy was it necessary... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****//*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day was coming to an end and he&amp;rsquo;d still heard no word from her. Another day gone by without news. John stretched in his chair, ignoring the glare that Chuck gave him when he adjusted the position of his feet, propped up on the edge of the console. If Elizabeth were here, she&amp;rsquo;d have given him a far worse look than the Canadian could muster; and maybe, in that case, he would have considered taking his feet down. Just maybe. Although&amp;hellip; if he wanted to keep his privileges as the military commander, he guessed he wouldn&amp;rsquo;t think twice about keeping her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He missed her. Why did the IOA do the bi-yearly evaluations at the SGC instead of Atlantis anyway? Because he figured, if the results were negative, they could immediately revoke their right to return. The thought briefly sent a shiver down his back. No, they wouldn&amp;rsquo;t revoke her right to come back to him, and their little girl. Would they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to look at their daughter, who was currently yanking at Rodney&amp;rsquo;s trousers, trying to get his attention. Her raven black hair was neatly held back in a little ponytail, while her big green eyes were glaring up at Rodney, who was doing his very best to ignore the toddler pulling his pants down inch by inch. Eventually, he caved, turning to the girl and picking her up from the floor, although his whole manner suggested it was only reluctantly. John grinned in satisfaction as his daughter laid her head down on his best friend&amp;rsquo;s shoulder, sticking her thumb in her mouth, clearly with the intention of going to sleep there. He suppressed a chuckle as he saw Rodney had also realized what the little lady&amp;rsquo;s intentions were, but one look from Katie coming up the stairs and Rodney promptly forced a smile on his face, patting his goddaughter on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John shifted again, trying to ease the kinks out of his back. As he did so, the chevrons on the gate started lighting up. On his feet and turning to Chuck a little too fast, he felt his back pop into place. He was positively sure he was going to feel that in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Incoming wormhole.&amp;rdquo; Chuck announced to the room, looking at his screen for an ID that would let them know who was knocking on their front door. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s the SGC, sir.&amp;rdquo; He turned to John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Finally.&amp;rdquo; John practically ran down the stairs, anxious to see his wife again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn&amp;rsquo;t have to wait long for their missing expedition members. Elizabeth stepped through first, holding several bags that looked to John like shopping bags. Teyla followed close on her heels, still giggling over something that had clearly happened on the other side. She too was carrying several bags. John was pleased to see them back. But when Kate arrived through the gate, his face lit up with a bright smile. She fumbled to keep the two bags she was carrying from slipping from her grip and John quickly jumped forward, relieving her of her load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you.&amp;rdquo; She smiled up at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Welcome home.&amp;rdquo; He bent forward a little and met her halfway in a kiss. He was sparing in showing his affection in public, but on occasions like these he would kick his reservations to the side and follow her lead. After all, they had been separated for a little over two weeks; which as far as John was concerned, that wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to happen again anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s good to be home.&amp;rdquo; Kate smiled at him. She glanced around a little and then turned back to him. &amp;ldquo;Where&amp;rsquo;s Sarah?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John quirked his lips up, turned and pointed at Rodney, who was making his way down the stairs. &amp;ldquo;Right there.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate walked up to Rodney, who seemed surprisingly reluctant, that the little girl was going back into her mother&amp;rsquo;s arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey sweetie.&amp;rdquo; Kate smiled as Sarah snuggled against her shoulder. &amp;ldquo;Thank you,&amp;rdquo; She murmured to Rodney as she turned away. She looked across at John. &amp;ldquo;I think we should tug this little one in.&amp;rdquo; John nodded, taking Kate&amp;rsquo;s remaining bag from Teyla, who had been holding onto it. &amp;ldquo;And then you and I can get reacquainted again.&amp;rdquo; Kate winked, enjoying the look that crossed her husband&amp;rsquo;s face at that remark. She bestowed a general &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;Good night!&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; to the gate room as they left, and Elizabeth and Teyla answered in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were too far out of earshot to hear Elizabeth, turning to Teyla and smiling, remark &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;It&amp;rsquo;s good to be home, isn&amp;rsquo;t it?&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt;, or Teyla&amp;rsquo;s wholehearted agreement.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 18:11:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pimping new old community - SGSECONDARY!</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;Pimping the reinvented community, in which it&apos;s all about the recurring/guest/secondary female characters of the Stargate universe (entailing SG1 - SGA - SGU).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come join us and spread the word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_sgsecondary&apos; lj:user=&apos;sgsecondary&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sgsecondary/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sgsecondary/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sgsecondary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  - &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_sgsecondary&apos; lj:user=&apos;sgsecondary&apos; 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  <title>Kate Heightmeyer Drabble-a-thon - The end!</title>
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  <description>First of all I would like to thank each and everyone who played in my thon. I would also like to thank those that came in to read and leave sweet and/or constructive comments to the authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turn-out was a bit low, but it&apos;s only my first try, so... But yes, I&apos;m thinking of doing this again some time. I&apos;m learning as I go. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for now I present to you the masterlist of all the fics written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_tanaquisga&apos; lj:user=&apos;tanaquisga&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tanaquisga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/19878.html&quot;&gt;Three Graces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate, Elizabeth, Teyla; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/20125.html&quot;&gt;Facing Demons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate, John; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/20387.html&quot;&gt;Like Patience on a Monument&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/John; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/20542.html&quot;&gt;Language Lessons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Radek; R/Adult&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/20946.html&quot;&gt;Looking for love in all the wrong places&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Teyla; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/21311.html&quot;&gt; Therapy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate + assorted expedition members; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/21598.html&quot;&gt; War Stories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Elizabeth, G&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/21828.html&quot;&gt; Popping The Question&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Lorne, PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/22154.html&quot;&gt; The Cure For What Ails You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate, Carson; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/22499.html&quot;&gt; Famous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate &amp;amp; Elizabeth, G&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/22692.html&quot;&gt; Tough Guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Ronon, PG&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/22896.html&quot;&gt;Lost in Space&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate &amp;amp; John, PG&lt;br /&gt;Day 13: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/23197.html&quot;&gt; Self Inflicted Wounds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate (pre-series), G&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/23299.html&quot;&gt; For Auld Lang Syne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate, Carson; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/23608.html&quot;&gt;A Matter Of Taste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate &amp;amp; Teyla, G&lt;br /&gt;Day 16: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/24051.html&quot;&gt; Sparring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/John, G&lt;br /&gt;Day 17: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/24176.html&quot;&gt; Romantic Lead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/John, PG&lt;br /&gt;Day 18: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/24438.html&quot;&gt;Euology&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate, G (post-Doppelganger)&lt;br /&gt;Day 19: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/24786.html&quot;&gt; Courage Of Another Kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/[reader&apos;s choice], PG&lt;br /&gt;Day 20: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/25087.html&quot;&gt;Hidden Treasure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate &amp;amp; Teyla, G&lt;br /&gt;Day 21: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/25153.html&quot;&gt; Fused&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/John, PG&lt;br /&gt;Day 22: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/25500.html&quot;&gt; A Higher Plane of Existence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Elizabeth; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Day 23: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/25846.html&quot;&gt; Scintillating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Chuck(nician); G&lt;br /&gt;Day 24: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/25917.html&quot;&gt; (Dis)Comfort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Ronon; G&lt;br /&gt;Day 25: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/26219.html&quot;&gt; Brushwork&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/John/Elizabeth; R&lt;br /&gt;Day 26: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/26406.html&quot;&gt; Unlocked&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate &amp;amp; John, effusiveness, G&lt;br /&gt;Day 27: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/26790.html&quot;&gt; Things they don&apos;t teach you in Girl Scouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/John; R&lt;br /&gt;Day 28: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/27058.html&quot;&gt; Not in the stars but in ourselves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Fleur; G (SGA/Forever Knight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_triciabyrne1978&apos; lj:user=&apos;triciabyrne1978&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://triciabyrne1978.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://triciabyrne1978.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;triciabyrne1978&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/107572.html?thread=740148&quot;&gt; Rituals in Retrospect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate, Morning Ritual; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/107572.html?thread=740404&quot;&gt; Unconventional&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go wherever they please; um... Adultish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_havocthecat&apos; lj:user=&apos;havocthecat&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://havocthecat.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://havocthecat.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;havocthecat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/havocs_cry/35364.html&quot;&gt;Stolen Moments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/Lorne, PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_brightknightie&apos; lj:user=&apos;brightknightie&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://brightknightie.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://brightknightie.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;brightknightie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://users.lmi.net/akr/fk/fiction/threefir.htm&quot;&gt; Three Fireweed Seeds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Fleur, Erica, Nicholas, Lacroix; PG-13 (Forever Knight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_falcon_horus&apos; lj:user=&apos;falcon_horus&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;falcon_horus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/107572.html?thread=760116&quot;&gt;Memories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Fleur &amp;amp; Nicholas de Brabant, Kate; G (Forever Knight/SGA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_merlins_sister&apos; lj:user=&apos;merlins_sister&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;merlins_sister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/257251.html&quot;&gt;Staring Into Darkness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; Kate/John, G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven&apos;t already done so -&amp;gt; GO READ!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 00:11:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of fanfic and whatnot...</title>
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  <description>Just a reminder that the &lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/107572.html&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate Heightmeyer/Claire&apos;s characters drabble-a-thon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is coming to a close on Saturday, the 28th of February. During the following day I will round them all up and post a separate post with all the drabbles nicely linked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would already like to thank the people who did a little writing for it, and left prompts. I thought it was okay, not a big turn out but I wasn&apos;t expecting much of a big crowd anyway. I&apos;ll definitely do this again some time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just posted my own contribution. I have another one in the works but it&apos;s giving me a little bit of a hard time. Teddy bears are just not that cute when they refuse to cooperate. As it turned out my muse wanted to have that&amp;nbsp;Forever Knight drabble out first. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/107572.html?view=760116#t760116&quot;&gt;Memories - Fleur &amp;amp; Nick, Kate - SGA/FK sorta - G&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prompt: &lt;i&gt;Lookalike!Fleur sends Nick into a cascade of memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;On the other matter I recently posted about and where I got some serious feedback, where some agreed and a few disagreed, I have yet to make up my mind. But I did have sort of a thought earlier that this could be a fun experience for me (although I&apos;m still wondering about where I&apos;ll go find that extra time). I don&apos;t want to disappoint people, who were looking forward to this. And I owe it to all of you to do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not yield.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just a little ant in a big anthill, but anyone who has seen Antz knows that even a little ant can make a difference. I am going to set my issues aside for this one, but for future reference this will not happen a second time. (And I will read the rules more closely too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whoever is on that filter... You better be prepared! And keep your arms and feet inside the vehicle at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 00:34:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Little Bang &amp; Kate Drabble-a-thon</title>
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  <description>The &lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/107572.html&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate Heightmeyer drabble-a-thon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is still going till the end of February, so you still have time to write something or post something if you&apos;re working on something. Don&apos;t worry about missing a fic cause I&apos;ll have a masterlist up as soon as March arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_tanaquisga&apos; lj:user=&apos;tanaquisga&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tanaquisga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; has been going steady on the day-to-day drabbles. Tanaqui is leading in the writing. No chance to catch up, I fear. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, if you want to be on &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_thelittlebang&apos; lj:user=&apos;thelittlebang&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/thelittlebang/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/thelittlebang/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;thelittlebang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; filter-list, let me know and I&apos;ll add you. It&apos;s for cheerleading, listening to my rants and bouncing off ideas. I shall provide the popcorn for the evenings that me and my muse provide you with some mud-catch entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 14:20:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kate Heightmeyer &amp; Fleur de Brabant</title>
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  <description>That should be enough to attract some attention. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to point out that the &lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/107572.html&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate Heightmeyer Drabble-a-thon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is still running until the &lt;strong&gt;end of February&lt;/strong&gt;. Until now &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_tanaquisga&apos; lj:user=&apos;tanaquisga&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tanaquisga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; wrote 6 short drabbles, one for every day of the month. They are in the comments of the post, and they are brilliant. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also tackling a prompt after having some issues with my muse. I am determined to try as many as I can. And that&apos;s where my second name in the title comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Forever Knight people, I have a question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Natalie know that Nick had a sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 22:57:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kate Heightmeyer Drabble-a-thon is a GO!!</title>
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  <description>So, I shuffled around with the prompts and set them in some kind or order that I hope will make sense. But first I shall start with the posting instructions and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may take as many prompts as you like and write as many fics as you like.&lt;/strong&gt; No need to claim. You can even take several prompts and pour &apos;em into one (long) fic if you like. Just don&apos;t forget that the &lt;strong&gt;main focus&lt;/strong&gt; should be on &lt;strong&gt;Kate&lt;/strong&gt; (Stargate Atlantis), &lt;strong&gt;Fleur&lt;/strong&gt; (Forever Knight) or &lt;strong&gt;Alice&lt;/strong&gt; (Star Trek Voyager).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may post your ficcie in the comments of this post, or if you prefer to link to it that&apos;s fine too, as long as I and everyone else know where to look for it. &lt;strong&gt;I intend to close this at the end of February, the 28th to be exact&lt;/strong&gt;, and then create a masterlist at the beginning of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject-line should include the title, characters (pairing or otherwise) and a rating.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything is game, as long as you keep it civil. Don&apos;t go bashing a character in your fic, or write underaged persons doing overaged things with adults... You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that&apos;s it... Now onto the prompts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STARGATE ATLANTIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENERAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning ritual&lt;br /&gt;good girls go to heaven, bad girls go wherever they please&lt;br /&gt;dancing barefoot&lt;br /&gt;words are swords, wield them carefully&lt;br /&gt;McKay: &amp;quot;We&amp;rsquo;re seeing each other.&amp;quot; (read that how you will!)&lt;br /&gt;counseling sessions with Michael&lt;br /&gt;professional ethics in Pegasus&lt;br /&gt;joining the Atlantis expedition&lt;br /&gt;meeting Torren&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The truth is, people waste a lot of time trying to interpret their dreams.... There are no hidden meanings.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;honor&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;portrait&lt;br /&gt;sunlight&lt;br /&gt;who heals the healer?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;the lunatics have taken over the asylum&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;waiting&lt;br /&gt;forgotten&lt;br /&gt;files&lt;br /&gt;soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EPISODE BASED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters From Pegasus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&apos;s &amp;quot;Letter from Pegasus&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counseling sessions with Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assuming she was on Earth, how does she react to the news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIRST LINE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And that&apos;s your favourite TV program because?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kate had managed to break her morning choices into pretty much coffee or orange juice. She really didn&apos;t need any more things to think about that early in the morning. And what was standing in front of her really didn&apos;t fall into the coffee or orange juice category. Or even breakfast at all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She had no idea when she had started feeling so tired. It was so much part of her now she couldn&apos;t imagine never feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;QUESTIONS ARE ANSWERS UNSPOKEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What personal item did Kate bring with her to Pegasus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Teyla&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kindred spirits&lt;br /&gt;what reminds them of home?&lt;br /&gt;mothers/motherhood&lt;br /&gt;birthday&lt;br /&gt;chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;chocolate eggs&lt;br /&gt;coffee&lt;br /&gt;doctor-patient confidentiality&lt;br /&gt;fashion&lt;br /&gt;friendship&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;looking for happy-ever-after&lt;br /&gt;misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;work &lt;br /&gt;charisma&lt;br /&gt;chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;friendship&lt;br /&gt;secrets&lt;br /&gt;traditions&lt;br /&gt;tea and muffins&lt;br /&gt;villages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate &amp;amp; John&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post-Lifeline (friendship/ship, anything goes.)&lt;br /&gt;bouncer&lt;br /&gt;effusiveness&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;linebacker&lt;br /&gt;maximized&lt;br /&gt;poet&lt;br /&gt;quadruplicate&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Usually I&apos;m the one asking the questions.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Laura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Elizabeth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cube&lt;br /&gt;Freud&lt;br /&gt;kings and queens&lt;br /&gt;men&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;past lives&lt;br /&gt;ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELATIONSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FEMSLASH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Teyla&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what I want&lt;br /&gt;something special&lt;br /&gt;first move&lt;br /&gt;mourning rituals&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How does that make you feel?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;mermaid&lt;br /&gt;infinite diversities&lt;br /&gt;&apos;And if this city never sleeps, does that mean that no one dreams?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&apos;die just to be alive&apos;&lt;br /&gt;doctor-patient confidentiality&lt;br /&gt;dread&lt;br /&gt;dreams&lt;br /&gt;glaciers of thought&lt;br /&gt;glue&lt;br /&gt;leadership&lt;br /&gt;looking for happy-ever-after&lt;br /&gt;message&lt;br /&gt;misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;mouth&lt;br /&gt;pets&lt;br /&gt;pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;psychology&lt;br /&gt;roses&lt;br /&gt;sweat&lt;br /&gt;teddy bears&lt;br /&gt;too much wine&lt;br /&gt;visiting the Athosians&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;wonders of life&lt;br /&gt;fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Elizabeth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shared thoughts on being isolated by your job position&lt;br /&gt;elegant&lt;br /&gt;late night talks&lt;br /&gt;blood&lt;br /&gt;Ascension&lt;br /&gt;ashes&lt;br /&gt;breakaway&lt;br /&gt;burn&lt;br /&gt;&apos;can&apos;t you hear the music play&apos;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Could we possibly take this to your office?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;drinking games&lt;br /&gt;leadership&lt;br /&gt;licorice&lt;br /&gt;mass destruction&lt;br /&gt;no happy endings&lt;br /&gt;off the clock&lt;br /&gt;ordinary life&lt;br /&gt;pray my soul&lt;br /&gt;silent night&lt;br /&gt;stars&lt;br /&gt;tea&lt;br /&gt;tearing down walls&lt;br /&gt;washed by the waves&lt;br /&gt;&apos;You know I ...&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Laura Cadman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flair for the dramatic&lt;br /&gt;all the things we did&lt;br /&gt;birthday&lt;br /&gt;branded&lt;br /&gt;coffee &amp;amp; TV&lt;br /&gt;domestic bliss&lt;br /&gt;fingers and thumbs&lt;br /&gt;hair dye&lt;br /&gt;incidentally&lt;br /&gt;last night&lt;br /&gt;scientists&lt;br /&gt;sex in a jumper&lt;br /&gt;threats&lt;br /&gt;unmanned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Lindsey Novak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve got a cure for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/John&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s moonlight outside, don&apos;t stay in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;back on earth&lt;br /&gt;unspoken&lt;br /&gt;better to light a candle than curse the dark&lt;br /&gt;a kiss and a stolen rose&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How does that make you feel?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;thrills&lt;br /&gt;we really should talk about this...&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;closet&lt;br /&gt;darkness&lt;br /&gt;flying&lt;br /&gt;military&lt;br /&gt;quiet&lt;br /&gt;release&lt;br /&gt;romance&lt;br /&gt;storm&lt;br /&gt;typical flyboy&lt;br /&gt;hungry&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Usually I&apos;m the one asking the questions.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Lorne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stealing some &amp;quot;together time&amp;quot; between daily mishaps&lt;br /&gt;passion&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Is that a yes?&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;What do you think?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;the four winds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Ronon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to an understanding&lt;br /&gt;poetry&lt;br /&gt;tough&lt;br /&gt;comfort&lt;br /&gt;hiking off world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/McKay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Radek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Chuck(nician)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREESOMES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/John/Elizabeth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;vampires&lt;br /&gt;sunlight&lt;br /&gt;bubbles&lt;br /&gt;drunk&lt;br /&gt;gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And then they got stuck...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Atlantis&lt;br /&gt;puddle-jumper&lt;br /&gt;dreams&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;childhood&lt;br /&gt;kissing&lt;br /&gt;freedom&lt;br /&gt;paint&lt;br /&gt;idols&lt;br /&gt;swimming&lt;br /&gt;reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CROSSOVERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SGA/SG1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Sam Carter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like Mackenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SGA/SANCTUARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Helen Magnus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not your typical walk in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SGA/FOREVER KNIGHT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate/Fleur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams&lt;br /&gt;hopes&lt;br /&gt;alive&lt;br /&gt;allergies&lt;br /&gt;stars&lt;br /&gt;lessons&lt;br /&gt;whipped cream&lt;br /&gt;strawberries&lt;br /&gt;freedom&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;wisdom&lt;br /&gt;responsibility&lt;br /&gt;want&lt;br /&gt;twins&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHER CHARACTERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star Trek: Voyager - Alice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about someone running with CR as Alice from the episode of the same name in Voyager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever Knight - Fleur de Brabant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENERAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses&lt;br /&gt;siblings&lt;br /&gt;learning&lt;br /&gt;vampires&lt;br /&gt;the future&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I think, therefor I am.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;philosophy&lt;br /&gt;innocence&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;freedom&lt;br /&gt;alive&lt;br /&gt;needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUOTES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;She wrote to me after she knew she was dying, asking me to look after her son.&amp;quot; (Nick to Lacroix, &amp;quot;Fallen Idol&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh, the heavens. They&apos;re my new passion.&amp;quot; (Fleur to Lacroix, &amp;quot;Be My Valentine&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;After all this time, I was certain you&apos;d been killed in battle.&amp;quot; (Mother to Nick, &amp;quot;Be My Valentine&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The attraction seems mutual.&amp;quot; (Janette to Nick, &amp;quot;Be My Valentine&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;...there have been so many from my family -- my father, Nicholas to the Crusades once, and now again.&amp;quot; (Fleur to Lacroix, &amp;quot;Be My Valentine&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCENARIOS&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost!Fleur intervenes in a near-death-experience (or death).&lt;br /&gt;Ghost!Fleur observes Nick in modern times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child!Fleur looks up to Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream!Fleur chides Lacroix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother!Fleur tells a story to Andre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookalike!Fleur sends Nick into a cascade of memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleur and her mother in Castle Brabant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time Fleur and her mother see Nick before the flashback in &amp;quot;Be My Valentine&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleur&apos;s interest in astronomy grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEMSLASH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erica/Fleur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;responsiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fleur/Janette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this concludes the list ... NOW&amp;nbsp;GO!! WRITE as if your life depends on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 20:57:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kate Heightmeyer Drabble-a-thon (and Claire can play too =P )</title>
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  <description>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the wonderful prompts - I&apos;m going to put them in some form of order, add my own, and then I&apos;m going to make a post and officially open this thon for writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes open cause I&apos;m hoping to be back later today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 18:35:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ugh... work..</title>
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  <description>Still stuck with song in my head... but I don&apos;t mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was .... remember Daniel in One False Step when he&apos;s angry with Jack ... that&apos;s how I felt today. And to top it all off, I did some serious overtime to catch up with what I should actually do, not the thing&amp;nbsp;I did today which is not my job to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... apparently the 29th is today and a thursday - Prompts for the &lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/105757.html&quot;&gt;Kate-drabble-a-thon&lt;/a&gt; are still welcome cause I mixed up my days. So, extension until I say stop which is probably saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few delicious prompts out there but a few more wouldn&apos;t go amiss. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 23:25:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Atlantis musicvid brewing...</title>
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  <description>The tin puppy didn&apos;t get to play today. It was busy, busy, busy at work... *iz a little sad* ...Though I did watch Tin Man as it appeared on SciFi, which as it turns out expands one hour to the DVD-version. There&apos;s tons more of Anna Galvin..... I mean, story. *silly giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*must create &lt;strike&gt;Anna Galvin&lt;/strike&gt; Tin Man icons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, title-wise I was going to say something&amp;nbsp;Stargate-y. I want to make an overview of 5 years of Atlantis, highlighting the good and bad times the team went through, and I have found the perfect song by Immediate Music, from their Globus-Epicon album - Orchard of Mines. It&apos;ll be a long hard work, which will kill me ten times over but I want to do it no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can still leave prompts until the end of the week, Friday, for my mini-drabble-a-thon which as it turns out will be as much about Kate Heightmeyer as it will be about any other characters Claire Rankin ever played in her life so far. But I don&apos;t mind at all... :D I&apos;m a happy fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Miss Murder - AFI</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 17:40:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*kicks plotbunny*</title>
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  <description>*chases plotbunny around brain*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched too much Tin Man ... if that&apos;s even possible. I now have a plotbunny following me everywhere. It&apos;s like a lost little puppy, a tin puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did help me out at work today, so I&apos;m sorta greatful it&apos;s there, but I also have two drabble-a-thons to think about. For which you can still leave prompts btw -&amp;gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/105757.html&quot;&gt;Claire needs some more lovin&apos;!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:24:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kate Heightmeyer Drabble-a-thon: Collecting Prompts</title>
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  <description>Because &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_anuna_81&apos; lj:user=&apos;anuna_81&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://anuna-81.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://anuna-81.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;anuna_81&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;seems to know what she&apos;s doing, I&apos;m borrowing her text. But as a return gift I am pimping her &lt;a href=&quot;http://anuna-81.livejournal.com/209416.html&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Sheppard Drabble-a-thon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which is now taking prompts until the 29th of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now onto mine...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prompting may begin!&lt;/strong&gt; It starts today and ends on Jan &lt;strike&gt;29th&lt;/strike&gt; 31st (because I am a twit who needs to learn what a calendar is). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can post as many prompts as you want, and make several prompt posts.&lt;/strong&gt; All pairings and ratings are allowed, and they are all Kate - centered by default. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use &lt;strong&gt;episode prompts&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;word prompts&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;quote&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;song lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;, or even a &lt;strong&gt;brief summary&lt;/strong&gt; of what you wish to see written. When prompting for a ship, or friendship, indicate it in your prompt with a &lt;strong&gt;/ for slash&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; for friendship&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things which are commonly not allowed&lt;/strong&gt;, like minors doing adult things, RPF, promoting of illegal stuff and such are off limits here too. I really don&apos;t want to get in trouble here with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snag as many prompts as you want&lt;/strong&gt; - you don&apos;t need to claim them, and write as many drabbles, fics or stories of epic proportion as you&apos;d like. The drabble-a-thon begins on February 2nd (officially anyway) and lasts an entire month which gives you more than time enough to come up with something (I hope). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPORTANT&amp;nbsp;NOTICE:&lt;/strong&gt; I have people on my flist that I know write in other fandoms in which Claire starred as a guest actress, one of them being Forever Knight. Now, because this is my drabble-a-thon I would like to tell this one person in particular (*winks at &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_brightknightie&apos; lj:user=&apos;brightknightie&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://brightknightie.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://brightknightie.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;brightknightie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;*) to come by as well and leave maybe a few prompts for Fleur de Brabant. No promises of fic, but there&apos;s always a chance (hell, this whole drabble-a-thon could end up forgotten in a matter of minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the prompt-period closes, I will work hard to have the prompt-list up on the 1st of February. More information of posting the ficcies will follow then too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go! Prompt! Spam! Have fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you should have further questions, just leave them in the comments (with your prompts) and I&apos;ll try to answer them as best as possible. And pimp... the more, the merrier.&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 23:35:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I go forth and write...</title>
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  <description>Promising title, don&apos;t you think so too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all - &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_anuna_81&apos; lj:user=&apos;anuna_81&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://anuna-81.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://anuna-81.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;anuna_81&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I really am not stealing any ideas from you. I was just thinking about this the other day and I didn&apos;t know you were going to do a Sheppard drabble-a-thon. So, please forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;However, you can rest assured yours will be a whole lot popular than mine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine involves the character of &lt;strong&gt;Kate Heightmeyer&lt;/strong&gt;... *crickets chirp* ... *tumbleweed passes by*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a free day on friday (which also happens to be the 23rd of January - Happy B&apos;day Claire!) which means I can spend a lot of time behind my computer, not thinking of work really. So, in honor of my free day =p and because there can never be enough (there&apos;s too little in fact) Kate-fic, I shall organize a drabble-a-thon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that I&apos;m going on a limp here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s say I collect the prompts, from Friday the 23rd until next week Wednesday the 28th, so that I can put them in order and then start the writing from the 29th onward until the 28th of February which gives you a whole month to come up with something or many, many, many little drabbles (something between 500 &amp;amp; 1000 wordcount, more is okay too =D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is welcome - from crossovers to general, ships, friendship, slash, ... any pairing - with Kate as its center piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not allowed are minors doing grown-up things with adults (you know what I mean), incest, non-con - you know, the kind of stuff that isn&apos;t allowed on the big fic-a-thons either. I don&apos;t want to get in trouble here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I happen to like Claire in other stuff and I have some folks on my flist I know watch(ed) this other stuff too - I&apos;m all for some fics with other characters she played, such as there is ... *grin* .... Fleur de Brabant (Forever Knight). But, you know, point that out in your comment with your prompts, otherwise I might get confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay - I realize there might not be so much response coming so I&apos;m just gonna go with the flow and see where this leads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may now tear my post apart and point out all the flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 22:50:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Beyond the Yellow Brick Road: The Making of Tin Man</title>
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  <description>Nevermind, I found it online somewhere and watched it but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF?!?&lt;/strong&gt; Why does the region 1 disc have extra features and has one hour more than the region 2 version. 0_o Is there anyone out there who happens to have that region 1 disc and would be willing to rip it for me?&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 20:01:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Since I was kicked out of the popularity contest....</title>
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  <description>I mean, icon challenge of SGA ... cause oh my goddess, I do have free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough joking (although it helps), here are a few that I did and didn&apos;t delete afterwards.... and the four that will not make it cause of the previously mentioned kicking-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;img height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; alt=&quot;Atlantis&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Siege.jpg&quot; /&gt; 2. &lt;img alt=&quot;Elizabeth&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Stamp.jpg&quot; /&gt; 3. &lt;img alt=&quot;Rodney Bond&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Rodney.jpg&quot; /&gt; &amp;lt;- scored most creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;img alt=&quot;Sleepy&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Zzz.jpg&quot; /&gt; 5. &lt;img alt=&quot;Pink&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Experiment1.jpg&quot; /&gt; 6. &lt;img alt=&quot;McKay&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Experiment2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;img alt=&quot;Sheppard&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Experiment3.jpg&quot; /&gt; 8. &lt;img alt=&quot;Smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Avatars/Stargate%20Atlantis/Experiment4.gif&quot; /&gt; &amp;lt;- this one will only make sense to Gateworld people&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 22:08:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Who would be interested in a Kate Heightmeyer centered ficathon-thing?</title>
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  <description>Okay, this is just to see who besides me, myself and I (that would be me, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_tanaquisga&apos; lj:user=&apos;tanaquisga&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tanaquisga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_havocthecat&apos; lj:user=&apos;havocthecat&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://havocthecat.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://havocthecat.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;havocthecat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;) would be interested in participating in a ficathon thing (don&apos;t know the form yet - hence the poll) that would center around Doctor Kate Heightmeyer from Stargate Atlantis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay - getting to the point and throwing out my very first poll ever on LJ. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/poll/?id=1291493&quot;&gt;View Poll: Kate Heightmeyer needs some lovin&apos;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Depending on the results, I will go ahead with this. But once I do I&apos;ll drop more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now pimp this out to the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/lj-poll-1291493&gt;Oh yeah... deadline of this ficathon could potentially be the 23rd of January 2009 (Claire&apos;s b&apos;day).</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 17:24:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>More rare pairings than you can count [Stargate universe]</title>
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  <description>&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_sg_rarepairings&apos; lj:user=&apos;sg_rarepairings&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sg_rarepairings/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sg_rarepairings/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sg_rarepairings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; opened the flood doors and the fics were released. &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/sg_rarepairings/71406.html&quot;&gt;Masterlist is this way&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snugglesquishes &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_tanaquisga&apos; lj:user=&apos;tanaquisga&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tanaquisga.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tanaquisga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;* You wrote for me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need to go and pimp this on GW in the Rare pairings thread and anything relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 14:22:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy fangirls!</title>
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  <description>Two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It is possible that we&apos;ll be adopting a new kitten though me and my sister, and my aunt, have to whine a little harder with the parental units. But we&apos;re already looking for suitable names for the kitten. Either a spotted girl, or a grey tiger boy - So, anyone have any good suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My muse was rudely yanked back to reality and I created two wallpapers for two of my flisters, rewards for their help in beta and one a late bribe for entering the &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_sg_rarepairings&apos; lj:user=&apos;sg_rarepairings&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sg_rarepairings/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/sg_rarepairings/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sg_rarepairings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; ficathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_gospikey&apos; lj:user=&apos;gospikey&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gospikey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; -&amp;gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Wallpapers/Stargate%20Atlantis/Todd.jpg&quot;&gt;Todd wallpaper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_merlins_sister&apos; lj:user=&apos;merlins_sister&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;merlins_sister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; -&amp;gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Wallpapers/Stargate%20Atlantis/Kate_John.jpg&quot;&gt;John Sheppard/Kate Heightmeyer wallpaper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_reiko_afterglow&apos; lj:user=&apos;reiko_afterglow&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://reiko-afterglow.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://reiko-afterglow.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;reiko_afterglow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&apos;s birthday a few weeks back I did a &lt;a href=&quot;http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y188/FalconHorus/Wallpapers/Stargate%20Atlantis/Reiko_Bday.jpg&quot;&gt;Carson Beckett/Teyla Emmagan wallpaper&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think they&apos;ll mind if anyone else uses these on their desktops. =)&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 23:05:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[SGA] 5 more Lost City Found fics</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/b&gt; Snerched the prompts from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;16&quot; width=&quot;16&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&quot; class=&quot;ContextualPopup&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lostcityfound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&apos;s 3rd year anniversary ficathon back in July. SGA isn&apos;t mine. Characters aren&apos;t mine either (even though my muse likes to believe otherwise). Just borrowing them for a little bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comfort&lt;/strong&gt; was adopted for beta by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_merlins_sister&apos; lj:user=&apos;merlins_sister&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://merlins-sister.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;merlins_sister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;. Thank you for helping me out. :-) I&apos;m working on repaying you. I have a wallpaper in mind. What size should it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On The Rocks&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Poison Ivy&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Welcome Home&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;South Africa&lt;/strong&gt; were beta&apos;d by the wonderful &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_gospikey&apos; lj:user=&apos;gospikey&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gospikey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who has done more than her fair share of work, and I&apos;m quite sure I&apos;m knee-deep in debt. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Elizabeth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Prompt: &lt;strong&gt;Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Words: &lt;strong&gt;1,110&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Rating: &lt;strong&gt;PG-13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teyla &amp;amp; Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Prompt: &lt;strong&gt;diary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Words: &lt;strong&gt;1,032&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Rating: &lt;strong&gt;PG-13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Warning: &lt;strong&gt;character death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Spoiler: &lt;strong&gt;Doppelganger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Prompt: &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Other characters featured: &lt;strong&gt;Sheppard&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Weir&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ronon&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Carson&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Rodney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Words: &lt;strong&gt;907&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Rating: &lt;strong&gt;PG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Spoiler: &lt;strong&gt;The Return I &amp;amp; II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;And now onto the 5 new ones to be added to the collection. I&apos;m going to link back to the stories on ff.net cause otherwise I&apos;ll be spamming the flist with my posts, I fear. Now I can stick them in one post instead of several separate ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4545148/18/Lost_City_Found&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comfort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Kate Heightmeyer &amp;amp; John Sheppard&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Spoilers:&lt;/strong&gt; Lifeline &amp;amp; Doppelganger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; Kate Heightmeyer/John Sheppard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; comfort, kate heightmeyer/john sheppard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4545148/14/Lost_City_Found&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On The Rocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Teyla Emmagan &amp;amp; Elizabeth&amp;nbsp;Weir&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; rock, teyla emmagan &amp;amp; elizabeth weir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4545148/15/Lost_City_Found&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poison Ivy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Laura Cadman, Elizabeth&amp;nbsp;Weir, John Sheppard &amp;amp; Carson Beckett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; poison ivy, laura cadman &amp;amp; elizabeth weir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4545148/17/Lost_City_Found&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Kate Heightmeyer, John Sheppard &amp;amp; Elizabeth&amp;nbsp;Weir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; Kate Heightmeyer/John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; &apos;welcome home&apos;, kate heightmeyer/john sheppard/elizabeth weir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4545148/16/Lost_City_Found&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;South&amp;nbsp;Africa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Kate Heightmeyer &amp;amp; Peter Grodin&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; south africa, kate heightmeyer &amp;amp; peter grodin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 18:00:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[SGA - Fic] Friends (Laura, Teyla, Elizabeth &amp; Kate - PG-13)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/b&gt; Snerched the prompt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;16&quot; width=&quot;16&quot; class=&quot;ContextualPopup&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lostcityfound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&apos;s 3rd year anniversary ficathon back in July. SGA isn&apos;t mine. Characters aren&apos;t mine either (even though my muse likes to believe otherwise). Just borrowing them for a little bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was adopted for beta by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_lady_xan&apos; lj:user=&apos;lady_xan&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lady-xan.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lady-xan.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lady_xan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; and I hereby thank you for your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still a few drabbles in need of some loving. So don&apos;t hesitate to adopt them for beta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/89426.html&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 drabbles left for adoption&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Laura Cadman, Elizabeth&amp;nbsp;Weir, Teyla Emmagan &amp;amp; Kate Heightmeyer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Spoilers:&lt;/strong&gt; Duet, Lifeline, Doppelganger &amp;amp; The Seer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning:&lt;/strong&gt; Character death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; giggling, laura cadman, elizabeth weir, teyla emmagan &amp;amp; kate heightmeyer&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;There were four of them once, a secret gathering of friends.&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;There were four of them once, a secret gathering of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;One was a young lieutenant, out for a little adventure, not knowing what she was getting herself into but enjoying every moment of it. Laura Cadman always wanted to be two things in her life, dance or blow stuff up. She had chosen the latter and joined the military, following in her brother&amp;rsquo;s footsteps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She would meet with the other three on multiple occasions, always making sure there was something to do. She&amp;rsquo;d bring them together, inform them of time and place. She made them laugh as she recalled the time when she had been stuck in the body of the lead scientist, Dr. Rodney McKay. She would be comforted when she lost one of her colleagues in the battle against the Wraith. And they would giggle together when they realized the Athosian wine was quite a bit stronger than initially thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But then her life changed and Lieutenant Laura Cadman was recalled home to fight the Ori, and three remained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Another was a diplomat, pulled from her classes to be reassigned to a secret facility underneath Cheyenne Mountain to oversee a highly classified project which contained a device that could send people to other worlds. Afterward she had easily rolled into the position of leader of the Atlantis expedition, whose objective was to find the mythological city of the Ancients and maybe even meet them in person. Elizabeth Weir could never have dreamed of the possibilities that lay before her, and of the adventures she was going to be having. Never in her wildest dreams could she have foreseen the events that unfolded before her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She&amp;rsquo;d attend the gatherings, always late. They had to remind her and on occasion just passed by her office to inform her she was once again late. She would listen to their gossips, to their fears and insecurities. She&amp;rsquo;d spend nights talking and drinking, laughing and giggling. They would eat the last of the chocolate chip cookies, and she&amp;rsquo;d treat them with her dark chocolate, sent to her by one of her Belgian friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But then events unfolded to which she had no grip. Doctor Elizabeth Weir was lost to the enemy, saving the people she loved the most, and two remained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;One of them was a psychologist, thrown into the adventure by accident. She had been one of the lucky few to have an Ancient gene that allowed her to operate Ancient technology. In addition she was an extraordinary psychologist who knew her profession well , so off she went. Kate Heightmeyer was never really adventurous in her ways, but her curiosity would most certainly get her killed one day. Her mother warned her on more than one occasion as a child that she might not always be able to satisfy her curiosity. It always made her smile when she remembered her mother&amp;rsquo;s voice during such conversations or talks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She would get invites in her inbox, and she would attend when possible. She usually didn&amp;rsquo;t bring much, other than her shoulders to cry on and more than once her wicked sense of humor to entertain. They could tell each other anything and she&amp;rsquo;d treat their secrets as if they were in session, and she was able to tell them what was on her mind. On many occasions, however, her craziness would spill out into the hallways and they&amp;rsquo;d hear people complain about constant giggling for days on end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But then her time was up and Doctor Kate Heightmeyer was killed by an alien entity, and only one remained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Teyla Emmagan would never understand the universe, but she understood pain and loss better than anyone. She knew what it was like to lose friends and family all the time. She would go to their quarters and sit in the dark, all alone. She&amp;rsquo;d bring a glass and some Athosian wine, which changed into water when she found out she was with child. She&amp;rsquo;d tell them about her life, but there would be no answer back. No giggling or laughing, just the sound of her voice and the softness of her crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;There would be a time she&amp;rsquo;d see them again, when all four of them would be reunited in laughter and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 15:02:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[SGA - Fic] Of kilts and Scots &amp; Katarinus Heightmeyerianus</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/b&gt; Snerched the prompt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;16&quot; width=&quot;16&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&quot; class=&quot;ContextualPopup&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lostcityfound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&apos;s 3rd year anniversary ficathon back in July. SGA isn&apos;t mine. Characters aren&apos;t mine either (even though my muse likes to believe otherwise). Just borrowing them for a little bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were all adopted for beta by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_gospikey&apos; lj:user=&apos;gospikey&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gospikey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and I hereby thank you for your help. There are still a few drabbles in need of some loving. So don&apos;t hesitate to adopt them for beta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/89426.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 drabbles left for adoption&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Of kilts and Scots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Laura Cadman, Carson Beckett, John &amp;amp; Kate&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pairings:&lt;/strong&gt; Laura/Carson, Kate/John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;quot;You&apos;re wearing that?&amp;quot;, laura cadman/carson beckett&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Laura checked herself in the mirror. She was proud of her slim black dress which Carson had surprised her with on their shopping trip. Her long blond hair was down and she absolutely loved herself, turning to check her back. As she did so, she noticed her husband sneak past her. To her utter surprise he was wearing a traditional Scottish kilt, with the accompanying white woolen socks and black shoes underneath. He had chosen a striped shirt as top and a simple black jacket to finish it off. She stepped away from the mirror and followed him into the hallway where she caught him checking himself out in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, you&amp;rsquo;re wearing &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; to John and Kate&amp;rsquo;s wedding?&amp;rdquo; Laura smiled as she pointed at his kilt, a thought crossing her mind as she looked at him. &amp;ldquo;Is it true real Scots don&amp;rsquo;t wear anything underneath it?&amp;rdquo; Carson blushed a little at first but then decided playing mysterious would get him farther than just admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why don&amp;rsquo;t you find out later?&amp;rdquo; He winked and started down the stairs. Laura giggled, following him down and linking with him as they left the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Katarinus Heightmeyerianus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spoilers:&lt;/strong&gt; Tabula Rasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Kate Heightmeyer &amp;amp; Evan Lorne&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; Kate/Lorne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt:&lt;/strong&gt; local fauna, kate heightmeyer/evan lorne&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, you can&amp;rsquo;t look.&amp;rdquo; Evan kept his hand in front of Kate&amp;rsquo;s eyes as he lead her down the hallways and into the lab of the entomologists, whom the marines referred to as the bug- people. &amp;ldquo;Almost there.&amp;rdquo; Kate giggled a little, curious about why Lorne had come down to her office in the middle of the day, in between sessions, urging her to come with him without actually telling her where they were going in the first place. &amp;ldquo;And we have arrived.&amp;rdquo; He pulled her along to what she deduced as a table, where they stopped and he pulled his hand away. &amp;ldquo;Tada...&amp;rdquo; He said in anticipation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Kate looked down, finding she was looking at a light green beetle the size of a child&amp;rsquo;s fist, crawling around in a glass bowl. Someone had left him some salad to enjoy and they had even thought of something decorative as they had dropped a stick in there with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kate, meet the Katarinus Heightmeyerianus.&amp;rdquo; Evan introduced Kate to the beetle, which suddenly shifted his light green to a more darker green as it shifted away from the salad. &amp;ldquo;It has a whole spectrum of green in that shield.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You named a beetle after me?&amp;rdquo; Kate blinked as she glanced from the beetle to Evan and back. He nodded, still smiling. &amp;ldquo;You named a beetle after me?&amp;rdquo; She repeated, emphasizing her words even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yup. Don&amp;rsquo;t you like it? The beetle is indigenous to the main land.&amp;rdquo; He proudly continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You named a beetle after me.&amp;rdquo; Kate continued, still too stunned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Katie named a cactus after McKay.&amp;rdquo; Evan defended himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do you mean by that?&amp;rdquo; Kate positively glared. &amp;ldquo;That I&amp;rsquo;m like a beetle, like McKay&amp;rsquo;s personality resembles a cactus sometimes, if not all times.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, it&amp;rsquo;s the green of his shield. It reminds me of the green of your eyes. It shifts too, whatever mood you&amp;rsquo;re in. Light when you&amp;rsquo;re smiling, darker when...&amp;rdquo; She clasped her hand over his mouth, preventing him from finishing his sentence in front of several scientists entering the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;They don&amp;rsquo;t need to know that.&amp;rdquo; Kate hissed, as she tried in vain not to blush too hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, you like it then?&amp;rdquo; Evan smiled when she pulled her hand back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe.&amp;rdquo; She said. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s sweet.&amp;rdquo; Evan&amp;rsquo;s smile grew. &amp;ldquo;But I would have preferred something more fluffy and cute than a beetle, if I may be perfectly honest.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I promise next time it&amp;rsquo;ll be something cute and fluffy.&amp;rdquo; Lorne grinned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;But no cactus.&amp;rdquo; Kate quickly added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No cactus, I promise.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 15:00:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[SGA - Fic]  Boys (Teyla &amp; Laura friendship, PG-13)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/b&gt; Snerched the prompt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;16&quot; width=&quot;16&quot; class=&quot;ContextualPopup&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lostcityfound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&apos;s 3rd year anniversary ficathon back in July. SGA isn&apos;t mine. Characters aren&apos;t mine either (even though my muse likes to believe otherwise). Just borrowing them for a little bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were all adopted for beta by &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_gospikey&apos; lj:user=&apos;gospikey&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gospikey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and I hereby thank you for your help. There are still a few drabbles in need of some loving. So don&apos;t hesitate to adopt them for beta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/89426.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 drabbles left for adoption&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Laura Cadman, Teyla &amp;amp; OC&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Prompt:&lt;/b&gt; boys, laura cadman &amp;amp; teyla emmagan friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The moment Colonel Sheppard had declared that the marines take a day off, they had organized their time away from the city, spending a day on the main land. Most of the men had decided on playing soccer. Not much was needed and the rules were easy to explain to everyone, even the Athosians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The weather was beautiful and in no time tops had appeared, and men had collectively gotten rid of their shirts. Most of the female population among the marines had decided on getting a tan, and a few were watching the games. And even less of them were actually participating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Lt. Cadman and two others were seated near the field, occasionally cheering loudly or yelling when something wasn&amp;rsquo;t quite to their liking. But most of their time was spent on rating their male colleagues, who were all too aware of the ladies&amp;rsquo; game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh...&amp;rdquo; Sergeant Neil, a tall brunette with curious green eyes, pointed at Sergeant Baker who was dribbling his way to the other side. &amp;ldquo;Look at Baker&amp;rsquo;s abs. That&amp;rsquo;s one fine specimen, don&amp;rsquo;t you think so too?&amp;rdquo; She glanced sideways at her companions, who eagerly nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s worth at least a seven.&amp;rdquo; Sergeant Kelly, who couldn&amp;rsquo;t conceal her Irish heritage even if her life depended on it, said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;A seven?&amp;rdquo; Cadman turned at the young woman by her side, frowning. &amp;ldquo;Only a seven?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s a little short for my liking.&amp;rdquo; She giggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Okay, we&amp;rsquo;ll give you that.&amp;rdquo; Neil and Cadman nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Good afternoon, Lieutenant Cadman.&amp;rdquo; Laura turned at the familiar voice and smiled as Teyla stood behind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Afternoon, Teyla.&amp;rdquo; She greeted. &amp;ldquo;Care to join us?&amp;rdquo; Laura patted the ground next to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What are you doing?&amp;rdquo; Teyla sat down, cross legged. She glanced at the two other marines as they cheered and whistled when Baker scored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s my seven.&amp;rdquo; Kelly clasped Neil on the back. &amp;ldquo;And a half, cause he scored.&amp;rdquo; Neil chuckled in response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We are watching the game.&amp;rdquo; Laura said with a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;And rating the fine specimen that is playing it.&amp;rdquo; Neil turned, an unmistakable grin plastered on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Teyla&amp;rsquo;s frowned confused, glancing back and forth between the ladies and the men on the field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;re checking out the men.&amp;rdquo; Laura said, leaving no room for misinterpretation of what they were doing exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh...&amp;rdquo; Teyla understood, and nodded. &amp;ldquo;Kate once told me it&amp;rsquo;s the...&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Laura held up her hand, silencing the Athosian at once. &amp;ldquo;I have no doubt Heightmeyer has a whole slew of theories about why we women do these kind of things, but I&amp;rsquo;d rather not hear them. It&amp;rsquo;s my day off, at last, I&amp;rsquo;d like to enjoy it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;In the most pleasant way we can.&amp;rdquo; Neil added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;By rating our men.&amp;rdquo; Kelly cheered. &amp;ldquo;I found a ten!&amp;rdquo; She practically jumped up as she pointed at one of the new guys, a slender but firmly build marine with pitch black hair and a somewhat darker skin. &amp;ldquo;Oh, he&amp;rsquo;s perfect.&amp;rdquo; She giggled as she kept gazing at the young man. &amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s my McDreamy. Oh, he definitely is.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;McDreamy?&amp;rdquo; Three sets of eyebrows shot upwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, look at him. He is so mine.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That is Lieutenant David D&amp;rsquo;Angelo.&amp;rdquo; Teyla recognized him from an earlier sparring session. Ronon had beaten him to a pulp, much to her annoyance. &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s a very adequate soldier.&amp;rdquo; The trio turned to Teyla at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve met him in person?&amp;rdquo; Laura asked in surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;My McDreamy?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Stop saying that!&amp;rdquo; Neil playfully slapped Kelly over the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, Ronon and I sparred with him.&amp;rdquo; Kelly&amp;rsquo;s gaze glazed over as she pondered all the possibilities she could do with her McDreamy, happily drooling away as she turned back to him. &amp;ldquo;And he has a boyfriend.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;WHAT?!?&amp;rdquo; Kelly made them jump as she turned back, her neck protesting under the sudden strain. Teyla nodded. &amp;ldquo;No, this cannot be true. Not my perfect ten.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Laura looked from Kelly to Teyla, catching the latter winking, a smirk appearing on her face. &amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s a shame.&amp;rdquo; She played along for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s so not fair.&amp;rdquo; Kelly pouted, to which both Laura and Teyla started laughing. &amp;ldquo;Oh ha ha, very funny.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Afternoon ladies.&amp;rdquo; They looked up to find the perfect ten standing near their position, drinking from a bottle of water. He winked at Kelly as he jogged back onto the field, showing her his fine backside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;He winked.&amp;rdquo; Kelly said. &amp;ldquo;Wait a minute...&amp;rdquo; Realization dawned on her. &amp;ldquo;He winked!&amp;rdquo; She slowly turned to her three friends, who were trying their very best not to laugh out loud. &amp;ldquo;Oh you...&amp;rdquo; Kelly wrinkled her nose up, showing Teyla a closed fist. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll get back to you. You just wait.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Good luck with that!&amp;rdquo; Laura stated matter-of-factly, winking at Teyla who just smiled knowingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <title>[SGA - Fic] Explosives &amp; Boom (Laura Cadman, PG-13)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/b&gt; Snerched the prompt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;16&quot; width=&quot;16&quot; class=&quot;ContextualPopup&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lostcityfound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&apos;s 3rd year anniversary ficathon back in July. SGA isn&apos;t mine. Characters aren&apos;t mine either (even though my muse likes to believe otherwise). Just borrowing them for a little bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were all adopted for beta by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_gospikey&apos; lj:user=&apos;gospikey&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gospikey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and I hereby thank you for your help. There are still a few drabbles in need of some loving. So don&apos;t hesitate to adopt them for beta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://falcon-horus.livejournal.com/89426.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 drabbles left for adoption&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Boom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Laura Cadman &amp;amp; Evan Lorne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Prompt:&lt;/b&gt; &apos;Boom?&apos;, laura cadman&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Laura ran like the wind as she made her way out of range of the blast that was inevitably coming in just a few minutes. She ducked behind a small rock wall, panting. She checked her watch, and dared a quick peek over the edge. Two of her team members came running down the same path she had taken. She signaled her position, noticing they changed direction immediately, joining her seconds later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sergeant, where&amp;rsquo;s the Major?&amp;rdquo; She glanced at the young man who was gasping for air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s right behind us.&amp;rdquo; He vaguely pointed to where they came from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The trio peeked over the edge again, waiting for their team leader to appear. They, however, had to duck at once as the ground shook with a distant explosion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;CADMAN!&amp;rdquo; The three soldiers glanced at each other and then looks settled on Laura. &amp;ldquo;LIEUTENANT!&amp;rdquo; Laura and the others got up, finding Major Lorne coming down the path. His hair was sticking to all sides, if at all possible. His clothes were ripped and he was covered in black fall-out from the explosion. They glanced at each other, barely able to contain a chuckle. &amp;ldquo;What the hell was that?&amp;rdquo; Evan glared at the blonde in front of him as he reached their position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Boom?&amp;rdquo; Laura innocently guessed. Evan positively glared and grumbled in response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Explosives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Laura Cadman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Prompt:&lt;/b&gt; explosives, laura cadman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Laura listened to the sounds down the corridor; the fighting, the bullets that hit target or bounced off the walls. She listened to the screams coming closer, yet her concentration was on her hands which were attaching C4 to the door in front of her. Her fingers kneaded the clay into small shapes. Her marine colleagues had often joked about her explosive artwork but Laura&amp;rsquo;d always done the job right when something needed to go boom. She searched her vest pockets for the detonator and set the small charges. She glanced over her work, admiring the stars and moon she&amp;rsquo;d created. Orion was her favorite constellation and as such it took an important position on the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Cadman nodded satisfied, stepped back to the corner and signaled her team mates to take cover. &amp;ldquo;Fire in the hull!&amp;rdquo; And at once Orion blew a hole to freedom for them. She vaguely registered her team running past. She briefly admired her explosive work and then hauled ass to the gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 19:45:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[SGA - Fic] The Egg (Teyla Emmagan, PG)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/b&gt; Snerched the prompt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;16&quot; width=&quot;16&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&quot; class=&quot;ContextualPopup&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lostcityfound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&apos;s 3rd year anniversary ficathon back in July. SGA isn&apos;t mine. Characters aren&apos;t mine either (even though my muse likes to believe otherwise). Just borrowing them for a little bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was adopted for beta by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_gospikey&apos; lj:user=&apos;gospikey&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gospikey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; I hereby thank you for your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Teyla, Kanaan &amp;amp; Halling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Prompt:&lt;/b&gt; egg, teyla emmagan&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;A glimpse in Teyla, Kanaan and Halling&apos;s past, back when they were just kids.&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Teyla watched as the boys played near the hill. She had wanted to play too but they had told her in a few strong words that girls weren&amp;rsquo;t allowed in their little game. She sulked, watching as they played tag and tried to push each other to the ground. They yelled and screamed, laughing out loud.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Teyla!&amp;rdquo; She turned, finding her best friend bouncing up to her. He smiled as he plopped down by her side. &amp;ldquo;They are going after the egg.&amp;rdquo; His eyes sparkled.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The egg. It was a stupid little game the Athosian children liked to play. They would climb the highest tree and steal an egg from the nest of a Vista, a medium sized carnivorous bird which didn&amp;rsquo;t appreciate thieves and would attack relentless if it caught the thief in the act. Many children had been seriously injured after such an event. There even had been deaths, but those were only rumored and many believed just made up to scare the children.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s not fair.&amp;rdquo; Teyla pouted. &amp;ldquo;I can climb too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;There is a nest not far from here.&amp;rdquo; The boy got up and started running in the direction of one of the largest trees near the settlement.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Kanaan!&amp;rdquo; Teyla yelled after him, following in his footsteps. &amp;ldquo;Wait!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;They reached the tree but noticed they weren&amp;rsquo;t the only ones there. The boys had already formed a circle and one of them, the oldest of the gang, was already making his way up to the top where a small nest was hidden between the leaves. The few on the ground were cheering as the other one progressed at a steady pace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;He will never make it.&amp;rdquo; Kanaan shook his head. &amp;ldquo;Halling is afraid of heights.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then why is he climbing up?&amp;rdquo; Teyla glanced at the boy by her side, barely a head taller than her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;He wants to show them he is not a coward.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The boy made it to the nest without too much trouble and cheered loudly as he reached for his target and stuck it high in the air. The others down below cheered alongside and urged him to return to the ground. Teyla and Kanaan noticed how one look to the ground made the boy falter in his resolve to end his mission successfully. He grabbed the branch nearest to him and held on tightly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Halling is in trouble.&amp;rdquo; Teyla said, turning at the sound of a Vista closing in. &amp;ldquo;Find some pebbles and make sure that Vista does not get a chance to get near us.&amp;rdquo; Kanaan nodded as she sprinted off towards the tree, climbing all the way to the top as if she hadn&amp;rsquo;t done anything else but that all her life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The moment the other boys heard the Vista closing in on them, they screamed and made a run for it, leaving Halling quite literally high and dry. Kanaan positioned himself so he had a clear shot and pulled out his sling. He was pretty good at it, easily killing small rodents with nothing but his catapult and pebbles for ammunition. In the meantime, Teyla had reached Halling, who was shivering like a leaf in the wind, clutching the egg to his chest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Halling?&amp;rdquo; Teyla dropped her hand on his shoulder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I cannot get down.&amp;rdquo; He said as he dared another glance downwards.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I will help you.&amp;rdquo; He nodded. &amp;ldquo;Just follow my lead. Kanaan will keep the bird busy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;It was with some ease that Teyla managed to get Halling back to the ground below, while Kanaan seemed to enjoy slinging pebbles the Vista&amp;rsquo;s way. He cheered every time he hit the bird and it squawked loudly in protest. It came down again, and again, but met pebbles every single time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;That evening the trio ate Vista for dinner and admired the size of the egg, wondering if a small bird was growing inside. If there was, Halling would be able to train it for hunting, even though he had given the egg to Teyla as a &amp;lsquo;thank you&amp;rsquo; gift. She had returned it with a smile, and instead used the grown bird&amp;rsquo;s feathers to make a nice necklace for herself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This will be our little secret.&amp;rdquo; Teyla said as they walked back into the settlement, and thus none of the other boys would ever know that Kanaan had killed the Vista and that Teyla had saved Halling.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Deal.&amp;rdquo; Both Kanaan and Halling said at the same time, smiling as Teyla disappeared in her father&amp;rsquo;s tent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 23:45:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[SGA - Fic] Cold (Teyla Emmagan, PG)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/b&gt; Snerched the prompt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/profile&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;16&quot; width=&quot;16&quot; class=&quot;ContextualPopup&quot; src=&quot;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&quot; alt=&quot;[info]&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/lostcityfound/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lostcityfound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&apos;s 3rd year anniversary ficathon. SGA isn&apos;t mine. Characters aren&apos;t mine either (even though my muse likes to believe otherwise). Just borrowing them for a little bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was adopted for beta by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_gospikey&apos; lj:user=&apos;gospikey&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gospikey.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gospikey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and I hereby thank you for your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Falcon Horus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Teyla, Torren &amp;amp; Tagan (Teyla&apos;s parents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Prompt:&lt;/b&gt; cold, teyla emmagan&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;The warmth of the fur blanket fell around her shoulders, as she snoozed against her mother&amp;rsquo;s side. Tagan smiled as her husband settled across from her, on the other side of the small fire. Torren poked around the ashes as he dropped another log down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Teyla?&amp;rdquo; Tagan whispered, stirring the little child by her side. &amp;ldquo;Are you hungry?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Teyla didn&amp;rsquo;t even bother to open her eyes as she shook her head, mumbling softly. &amp;ldquo;Just cold.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Tagan pulled the blanket closer, rubbing Teyla&amp;rsquo;s back a little. &amp;ldquo;Better?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mmm...,&amp;rdquo; was all that followed and Tagan knew her daughter would sleep through the night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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