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slashing_lorneFandom: Stargate Atlantis
Title: Lunch
Characters/pairing: lorne/ronon pre-slash
Prompt: Oct 7 - 21st Space Shuttle Mission Atlantis 1 lands at Edwards AFB: write a drabble/ficlet about Lorne and his lover arriving/meeting in Atlantis. Single word prompt: missionary
Word Count: 632
Rating: general audiences
Summary: lorne has lunch with ronon
Author's Notes: spoilers for Runner
Lorne picked up his tray and moved into the seating area of the cafeteria. It was the typical lunch time in the city and most of the tables were full of scientists while a few held military types. Lorne always found it funny how the groups segregated themselves according to job description. A table toward the back was empty except for the tall guy they’d brought back from P3M-736. He’d been in medical the day before when Lorne was getting checked out, but left shortly after Sheppard called for a security escort, the same two guys that were standing against the wall now, as a matter of fact. Lorne hoped they hadn’t been on watch for the last 24 hours straight. Even from here, he could tell the guy hadn’t showered yet. Lorne had only been on that planet for about 36 hours himself and a shower had been first on his list of priorities.
“Mind if I – “
He indicated the table loosely with his tray and waited for the invite which didn’t come. The man never even looked up. Lorne sat down anyway, willing to cut the guy a lot of slack over his lack of social skills. Sheppard had briefed him on the images the MALP sent back from Sateda, the guy's planet. Plus? It still probably beat sitting with the scientists. After a botany expedition with Parrish and 24 hours babysitting McKay, scientists weren't high of his list of anything at the moment.
“Don’t mind if I do,” he muttered, turning the tray so the mystery entrée faced him. “Major Lorne,” he introduced himself.
The guy stared at him blankly before continuing to eat, leaving Lorne to briefly rethink the whole “better than eating with scientists” angle. Then McKay walked in.
“Not much on conversation. That’s cool.” Lorne shoveled in a forkful of mashed potatoes. “So, Sheppard says you’re thinking about sticking around for a bit.”
Ronon Dex didn’t answer and Lorne wasn’t really sure exactly how one went about bringing up the destruction of a guy’s entire planet, let alone how to apologize for it. Saying "I'm sorry" just seemed like it would come up really short. He was tackled the mystery meat instead, it looked somewhat more benign than the waxy, pale vegetables.
“What do you want?” Ronon said abruptly but levelly.
“Nothing,” Lorne answered. “Just thought I’d grab a bite to eat, say hello.”
“Why?”
“Wanted to get to know you. Especially if you’re planning on staying in the City.”
“Why?”
Evan didn’t blink. He’d played this game with his four year old nephew…he was actually pretty good at it.
“Maybe cause I’m new here, too. Maybe I’m just nosey. Maybe cause out of the two guys I chased around on that fucked-up planet yesterday, you were the one who didn’t shoot me. And maybe because I’m a ranking military guy and suspect all the new aliens who just pop up out of nowhere, especially with half the galaxy locals trying to kill us. Pick one,” he offered flatly, raking up the last of his potatoes, downing them and dropping the fork back onto the tray.
“Fair enough,” Ronon allowed.
“Excellent,” Lorne summed up, pushing his chair away from the table and standing, taking his tray.
“See you around, Ronon Dex.”
Ronon quirked an eyebrow up at him.
“I already asked about you. I am a ranking military guy around here,” he explained.
“Maybe I should have shot you.”
“Maybe,” Lorne grinned. He nodded to the two Marines and dropped his tray at the galley window.
Part of him hoped Ronon Dex decided to stick around, even though it went against his better judgment that Sheppard was a little too trusting without really knowing him. But he could see what Sheppard liked about the guy.
Title: Lunch
Characters/pairing: lorne/ronon pre-slash
Prompt: Oct 7 - 21st Space Shuttle Mission Atlantis 1 lands at Edwards AFB: write a drabble/ficlet about Lorne and his lover arriving/meeting in Atlantis. Single word prompt: missionary
Word Count: 632
Rating: general audiences
Summary: lorne has lunch with ronon
Author's Notes: spoilers for Runner
Lorne picked up his tray and moved into the seating area of the cafeteria. It was the typical lunch time in the city and most of the tables were full of scientists while a few held military types. Lorne always found it funny how the groups segregated themselves according to job description. A table toward the back was empty except for the tall guy they’d brought back from P3M-736. He’d been in medical the day before when Lorne was getting checked out, but left shortly after Sheppard called for a security escort, the same two guys that were standing against the wall now, as a matter of fact. Lorne hoped they hadn’t been on watch for the last 24 hours straight. Even from here, he could tell the guy hadn’t showered yet. Lorne had only been on that planet for about 36 hours himself and a shower had been first on his list of priorities.
“Mind if I – “
He indicated the table loosely with his tray and waited for the invite which didn’t come. The man never even looked up. Lorne sat down anyway, willing to cut the guy a lot of slack over his lack of social skills. Sheppard had briefed him on the images the MALP sent back from Sateda, the guy's planet. Plus? It still probably beat sitting with the scientists. After a botany expedition with Parrish and 24 hours babysitting McKay, scientists weren't high of his list of anything at the moment.
“Don’t mind if I do,” he muttered, turning the tray so the mystery entrée faced him. “Major Lorne,” he introduced himself.
The guy stared at him blankly before continuing to eat, leaving Lorne to briefly rethink the whole “better than eating with scientists” angle. Then McKay walked in.
“Not much on conversation. That’s cool.” Lorne shoveled in a forkful of mashed potatoes. “So, Sheppard says you’re thinking about sticking around for a bit.”
Ronon Dex didn’t answer and Lorne wasn’t really sure exactly how one went about bringing up the destruction of a guy’s entire planet, let alone how to apologize for it. Saying "I'm sorry" just seemed like it would come up really short. He was tackled the mystery meat instead, it looked somewhat more benign than the waxy, pale vegetables.
“What do you want?” Ronon said abruptly but levelly.
“Nothing,” Lorne answered. “Just thought I’d grab a bite to eat, say hello.”
“Why?”
“Wanted to get to know you. Especially if you’re planning on staying in the City.”
“Why?”
Evan didn’t blink. He’d played this game with his four year old nephew…he was actually pretty good at it.
“Maybe cause I’m new here, too. Maybe I’m just nosey. Maybe cause out of the two guys I chased around on that fucked-up planet yesterday, you were the one who didn’t shoot me. And maybe because I’m a ranking military guy and suspect all the new aliens who just pop up out of nowhere, especially with half the galaxy locals trying to kill us. Pick one,” he offered flatly, raking up the last of his potatoes, downing them and dropping the fork back onto the tray.
“Fair enough,” Ronon allowed.
“Excellent,” Lorne summed up, pushing his chair away from the table and standing, taking his tray.
“See you around, Ronon Dex.”
Ronon quirked an eyebrow up at him.
“I already asked about you. I am a ranking military guy around here,” he explained.
“Maybe I should have shot you.”
“Maybe,” Lorne grinned. He nodded to the two Marines and dropped his tray at the galley window.
Part of him hoped Ronon Dex decided to stick around, even though it went against his better judgment that Sheppard was a little too trusting without really knowing him. But he could see what Sheppard liked about the guy.
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Date: 2006-10-10 11:55 am (UTC)Very cute icon, BTW :D
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Date: 2006-10-10 12:04 pm (UTC)And thank you - glad I could
corruptconvert you! I will happily take all the blame for it.I wish you could have seen KS's face when he talked about the little kid following him in the gym. Lorne is SUCH a family guy in my book after seeing that expression!
And yeah, Lorne might like the guy, but he's a Major in the Air Force first and foremost...after all, with John there, somebody's gotta be the military guy!!
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Date: 2006-10-10 03:34 pm (UTC)*puts up the poor lonely Peter Grodin icon in hopes that someone might pair *him* with Lorne somehow!*
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Date: 2006-10-10 05:16 pm (UTC)::scretly squees at the dual shipper love!!::
Hmmmm....Peter Grodin.....I'll take that bunny! After I do a little research.....
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Date: 2006-10-10 04:10 pm (UTC)easycongenialeasy, but Ronan? Yeesh. Didn't see that one coming.Also, the bit about the nephew is too cute.
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Date: 2006-10-10 05:21 pm (UTC)::whistles innocently::
Yep, in my universe, Lorne's a total slut and family guy!!
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Date: 2006-10-10 05:38 pm (UTC)That combination appeals to me, so go with it, I say.
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Date: 2006-10-10 09:28 pm (UTC)hee-hee!
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Date: 2006-10-10 05:37 pm (UTC)What do I want? I want to have hot dirty raw sex with you. I want you naked and sweating on my bed. I want to fuck you in every position known to man, and those only whispered about. I want you screaming out my name.
I want you.
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Date: 2006-10-10 05:47 pm (UTC)Uh-huh! What she said!
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Date: 2006-10-11 01:24 am (UTC)OMG!!!!! I love you so much!! Well, you know that I do for a bajillion reasons, but for this as well!! Evan (strange to say that) and Ronon is so interesting and I just love their conversation. Or should I say, Lorne's. ;)
I'm looking forward to more, honey!
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Date: 2006-10-11 11:37 am (UTC)Evan is still strange for me as well. Luckily, even though I sided with the Marcus faction, I stuck to calling him Lorne for 99.9% of the time, so it's coming a little easier. It is in fact, stranger not to call him Lorne than it is to call him Evan.
But i'm determined that thru repetition I will get used to it.
Of course, watch. The powersthatbe will change it before airing!!!
And yes, there will be more "little dates" as