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Friday: Free For All

At long last, the weekend is here! Which means, of course, that it's time for another Free For All. Any fandom, any characters, any theme are good to go.

But please remember to show some restraint! No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 per fandom. If your prompt gets answered, you can prompt again.

Also, please remember that your prompts cannot contain spoilers in them until one week after the subject of the spoiler has aired, and if you response contains spoilers, put a warning in bold and leave three spaces.

Everyone loves happy Code Monkeys (they make the comm go round!) so use our regular formatting. For example:
SPN, Sam/Dean + any Ghostfacers, "And so we meet again!" "... Could you get any dorkier?"

Leverage/RPS, Nate/JDM (+ author's choices), you don't have to do it alone

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And with that? Off you go! Happy prompting, and have fun writing!


Jun. 19th, 2009 04:07 pm (UTC)
SGA, Sheppard/Ronon, locked in the sparring room and there's nothing better to do, so...
Aug. 2nd, 2009 11:19 pm (UTC)
SGA, Sheppard/Ronon, locked in the sparring room and there's nothing better to do, so...

"The hell?" Ronon said as alarms blared. The door to the sparring room slammed shut, locking him in with Sheppard.

"What's going on?" Sheppard snapped, tapping his radio.

Ronon lowered his training stick, frowning as Sheppard sighed and looked frustrated. He nodded, made a gesture with his free hand like he was urging McKay to get on with it. Ronon's lips twitched with amusement. He could go get his radio from the stack of towels on the bench but he wouldn't understand half of what McKay said anyway so why bother? Eventually Sheppard nodded, looking a little disgusted but not upset. Must not be anything too dangerous.

"All right, get that fixed as soon as you can," Sheppard growled. "Ronon and I are locked in."

"What's up?" Ronon asked.

"Rodney and Radek triggered some sort of lockdown program while working on the control system," Sheppard said, shrugging. "Nothing's wrong, we're just stuck."

"Oh," Ronon said, nodding. "Okay. There's nothing better to do, so…"

He lifted his stick, grinning at Sheppard. Sheppard winced, swallowed and then raised his stick to defend himself. Two swings later Sheppard was on the mat, groaning. Ronon grinned down at him. Sheppard blinked up at him, levered himself up on his elbows and sighed.

"You know, I can think of better things to do with this mat," Sheppard said, slowly rolling to his feet.

"I'm open to suggestions," Ronon said. "What do you have in mind?"

"I've got some oil in my bag," Sheppard offered, hope in his eyes.

"You're on," Ronon said, tossing his stick aside. "Be nice to have this much room for once. Got some straps in my stuff. We could do some really fun stuff."

"That's a lot better than sparring," Sheppard said, shivering and smirking at Ronon as he pulled off his shirt.

It took almost three hours for McKay to get the doors open. Ronon smirked into his beard once they headed up to the control room. Sheppard was walking like he was really sore. Made Ronon feel better. He thought his knees were going to kill him. Those mats weren't quite soft enough for marathon sex sessions.

"Finally," Sheppard growled, glaring at McKay. "What took you so long?"

"Well excuse me for having to be careful not to set off the intruder control system while releasing everyone," McKay snapped, looking twice as tired as Sheppard did. "Where were you that was so odious?"

"Locked in the sparring room with Ronon," Sheppard drawled, hooking a thumb at Ronon and giving everyone exactly the wrong impression of his slight limp and the obvious bruises on his forearms.

"Oh," McKay said, his eyes going wide. "Um, well, um, sorry?"

"Just work faster next time, will you?" Sheppard sighed, drawing sympathetic looks from everyone else.

"I didn't mind," Ronon said, the smirk blooming into a full grin at the hidden amusement in Sheppard's eyes.

"I'll do better next time, I swear," McKay said, turning back to the control panels with a shudder that made Ronon want to laugh out loud.

Sheppard stretched and winced, the amusement a lot more clear in his eyes as he headed for the door. Ronon smiled and followed him. Maybe the scientists would lock them down again. Ronon could deal with that, as long as it was Sheppard he got locked in with. He doubted that he'd have the same sort of fun with Teyla or McKay.


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