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icarusTo do:
- email resume
- write Out Of Bounds
- work on Tibetan placement test
- work on J/D fic-a-thon assignment
- call professor for autumn class
Instead, I doodle:
D.I.Y. ZPM
"Why can we just… make a ZPM?" Major Sheppard asked with a sigh of exasperation, pushing away from the conference table. Rodney was already rolling his eyes while Dr. Zelenka had dropped his head to his hands but Sheppard ignored them. "We've got smart people here and the entire Ancient database. They knew how to make them. There has to be some kind of schematic or something."
"Yes, we never thought of that, Major, thank you." Rodney folded his arms and tipped his head arrogantly. "Setting aside the length of time that would take – time which we don't have, I might add – it would help if we at least knew what they were called."
"ZPMs," Ford said.
"What the Ancients called them." Rodney gave Ford a withering glance.
"Or something to that effect," John said, smiling, covering for Ford. "There must be some indication. Take crystal A and connect to 'blank' B?"
"Not really…." Zelenka grumbled.
"It's a problem with the Ancient language," Elizabeth explained with a wry smirk. "The Ancients tended to drop nouns. It's meant to be understood from context -- very common in insular cultures."
"Yes, yes. They call them 'units,'" Rodney interrupted. "Attach the unit, connect the unit, and then insert the unit inside the unit."
John gave the scientists a puzzled frown. "Not even unit A, unit B? How do you make sense of that?"
"We use the time-honored formula of 'trial-and-error,' otherwise known as taking one's life into one's own hands." Then Rodney tipped his head and conceded reluctantly, "Or rather, Kavanagh's life, wherever possible." Zelenka nodded.
Elizabeth gave them both a shocked stare, glancing between them.
"He runs faster," Zelenka explained hurriedly,
John unfolded his arms from behind his head, sitting up. "Whoa, you guys aren't going to blow this place up are you?"
"No." Rodney pursed his lips and turned to Zelenka, frowning. "Or at least we haven't so far."
"There was that one time…." Zelenka snickered, shaking his head.
Rodney chuckled. "Oh yeah, I'm so glad we found that switch."
- email resume
- write Out Of Bounds
- work on Tibetan placement test
- work on J/D fic-a-thon assignment
- call professor for autumn class
Instead, I doodle:
D.I.Y. ZPM
"Why can we just… make a ZPM?" Major Sheppard asked with a sigh of exasperation, pushing away from the conference table. Rodney was already rolling his eyes while Dr. Zelenka had dropped his head to his hands but Sheppard ignored them. "We've got smart people here and the entire Ancient database. They knew how to make them. There has to be some kind of schematic or something."
"Yes, we never thought of that, Major, thank you." Rodney folded his arms and tipped his head arrogantly. "Setting aside the length of time that would take – time which we don't have, I might add – it would help if we at least knew what they were called."
"ZPMs," Ford said.
"What the Ancients called them." Rodney gave Ford a withering glance.
"Or something to that effect," John said, smiling, covering for Ford. "There must be some indication. Take crystal A and connect to 'blank' B?"
"Not really…." Zelenka grumbled.
"It's a problem with the Ancient language," Elizabeth explained with a wry smirk. "The Ancients tended to drop nouns. It's meant to be understood from context -- very common in insular cultures."
"Yes, yes. They call them 'units,'" Rodney interrupted. "Attach the unit, connect the unit, and then insert the unit inside the unit."
John gave the scientists a puzzled frown. "Not even unit A, unit B? How do you make sense of that?"
"We use the time-honored formula of 'trial-and-error,' otherwise known as taking one's life into one's own hands." Then Rodney tipped his head and conceded reluctantly, "Or rather, Kavanagh's life, wherever possible." Zelenka nodded.
Elizabeth gave them both a shocked stare, glancing between them.
"He runs faster," Zelenka explained hurriedly,
John unfolded his arms from behind his head, sitting up. "Whoa, you guys aren't going to blow this place up are you?"
"No." Rodney pursed his lips and turned to Zelenka, frowning. "Or at least we haven't so far."
"There was that one time…." Zelenka snickered, shaking his head.
Rodney chuckled. "Oh yeah, I'm so glad we found that switch."
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Date: 2006-06-17 03:26 am (UTC)I love my science boys;)
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Date: 2006-06-17 05:27 am (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2006-06-17 08:01 pm (UTC)Really? I'm pretty diehard John/Rodney but I'll try anything once. Can you point me toward it?
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Date: 2006-06-18 04:35 am (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2006-06-18 04:40 am (UTC)Icarus
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Date: 2006-06-18 05:08 am (UTC)