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ankhI had a crack at a couple of the Five Things challenges over at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
sg1_five_things which are now unscreened. An interesting exercise, especially if you're having problems getting back into writing fic. I'll link to the comms and edit this post to add the ficlets later as the thread has lots of entries by other people that should be read.
Five things Jack saw in his rear-view mirror on the way to Washington, D.C here
Five things Jack Likes about Ba'al here
All of which post is an excuse to try out my new Origin gif. ;-P
Five things Jack saw in his rear-view mirror on the way to Washington, D.C
1. Jack was pulling away from his old place in the Springs when he noticed the person standing across the road. The hairs raised on the back of his neck let him know they were spying on him, partly hidden behind a tree, but not as invisible as they might like to be. Jack didn't show any obvious reaction, just kept on driving until he could slant a look at the figure via his rear-view mirror. Daniel was just watching, arms wrapped around himself, letting Jack leave for Washington. Nothing had been said other than 'good luck'. No words or pleas for Jack to stay. Just a look in Daniel's eyes when he thought no one was looking. Just an unspoken precious thing that could be denied but never went away, no matter how much they tried not to feed it. Now Daniel stood, watching, silent, trying to remain unseen but needing to see. Jack kept on driving.
A mention of Atlantis and a week later, Jack was heading back. Some things were worth risking a pension.
2. He'd been driving too long. He should never have passed by that motel thirty miles back. When you looked in your rear-view mirror and saw yourself driving a pick up behind you, it was time to pull over. When you watched yourself overtake your truck, it was long past time to hit the sack. It was just some guy with a bad haircut after all; freaky clones and robot twins were in the past. Still, looking at the guy's loaded pick up, you had to wonder just how much rope and duct tape one person needed.
3. He was gutless. Jack knew that, had known it for a while. He told himself he didn't set the record straight with Carter because he was protecting her, that if he had The Talk then it would end up on her record - or some such shit. Truth was, he didn't have the guts to look her in the eyes and tell her he'd been acting like a bastard, that he'd let her think there was a possibility of something more between them after attraction had long since faded. He tried not to think how many years he'd let it drag on, hoping some other man would come along, some Pete who would make the problem go away. He tried not to think how many years she had wasted on a lost cause, how many years she had left to have a child if that's what she wanted. He tried to tell himself it was her fault, too.
Seeing her in a twinset and pearls, heading towards the truck, seconds before he was due to pull out, threw him. Shamed him. Made him realize how much his behavior had shaped her. This wasn't Carter.
He almost pulled away. Funny how it was the frumpy twinset she was wearing, not the anxious look, that made him stay. It was about time he acted like a leader and faced up to his responsibilities. It was time to have The Talk and act like a grown up. Time they both acted like grown ups.
4. Someone was following Jack. He'd sensed it about a half hour after he'd set off on his trip to Washington and had made no attempt to shake off his tail. He knew who it was and Jack wondered how he had found out about the move. When he got to the state line, his tail sped up until Jack could get a good long look at his face then, with a flash of his headlamps, he was pulling away and heading back. Jack wondered why his clone had felt the need to see him go.
A couple years later and Daniel's email to Jack, full of embarrassed apologies, solved the mystery. Funny how Jack had always felt he was the one true Jack, yet it was his clone who was now living Jack's fantasy.
5. He wasn't expecting to see his old team pulling up behind him just as he was about to head off. He wasn't expecting to see them show up at 5am. He wasn't expecting to see them pile out of Carter's car loaded down with fishing gear. Years of nagging, cajoling, pleading, casual invitations for them all to come to his cabin, it would be great, and no there weren't many mosquitoes and Teal'c was just exaggerating. Years. On the day he was leaving they decided today was a great day to fish.
Jack went back inside his old house. He was sure there must be some beers left in the garage and fishing was thirsty work.
Five things Jack Likes about Ba'al
1. You can kill Ba'al but he'll keep coming back because of the clones. Lots of chances to make the son of a bitch suffer. Lots of ways to make him pay. Hathor and Apophis died too soon.
2. Ba'al has a sense of humor. He's still a bastard but at least he's an entertaining bastard.
3. Ba'al has style. Jack knows he shouldn't admire that, but too many Bond movies have instilled the idea that villains are supposed to have style. Ba'al's also very smart and cunning. If you're going to have an arch enemy who keeps on escaping, at least he should reflect well on you.
4. Ba'al didn't use rape as a form of torture. The poison, the knives, yes, they were bad. Not rape. Jack wishes he didn't feel a shred of gratitude for that but he does. He's not sure he could have dealt with being raped; he's not sure he could go through that a second time and not stay broken.
5. Ba'al didn't snake him. Jack still wakes up, sweating and yelling, sometimes crying, after nightmares where he's being snaked. No matter how many times he has the nightmare, he can't tell if it's Hathor sticking a goa'uld in him or the Tok'ra that makes him piss his bedsheets.
sg1_five_things which are now unscreened. An interesting exercise, especially if you're having problems getting back into writing fic. I'll link to the comms and edit this post to add the ficlets later as the thread has lots of entries by other people that should be read.Five things Jack saw in his rear-view mirror on the way to Washington, D.C here
Five things Jack Likes about Ba'al here
All of which post is an excuse to try out my new Origin gif. ;-P
Five things Jack saw in his rear-view mirror on the way to Washington, D.C
1. Jack was pulling away from his old place in the Springs when he noticed the person standing across the road. The hairs raised on the back of his neck let him know they were spying on him, partly hidden behind a tree, but not as invisible as they might like to be. Jack didn't show any obvious reaction, just kept on driving until he could slant a look at the figure via his rear-view mirror. Daniel was just watching, arms wrapped around himself, letting Jack leave for Washington. Nothing had been said other than 'good luck'. No words or pleas for Jack to stay. Just a look in Daniel's eyes when he thought no one was looking. Just an unspoken precious thing that could be denied but never went away, no matter how much they tried not to feed it. Now Daniel stood, watching, silent, trying to remain unseen but needing to see. Jack kept on driving.
A mention of Atlantis and a week later, Jack was heading back. Some things were worth risking a pension.
2. He'd been driving too long. He should never have passed by that motel thirty miles back. When you looked in your rear-view mirror and saw yourself driving a pick up behind you, it was time to pull over. When you watched yourself overtake your truck, it was long past time to hit the sack. It was just some guy with a bad haircut after all; freaky clones and robot twins were in the past. Still, looking at the guy's loaded pick up, you had to wonder just how much rope and duct tape one person needed.
3. He was gutless. Jack knew that, had known it for a while. He told himself he didn't set the record straight with Carter because he was protecting her, that if he had The Talk then it would end up on her record - or some such shit. Truth was, he didn't have the guts to look her in the eyes and tell her he'd been acting like a bastard, that he'd let her think there was a possibility of something more between them after attraction had long since faded. He tried not to think how many years he'd let it drag on, hoping some other man would come along, some Pete who would make the problem go away. He tried not to think how many years she had wasted on a lost cause, how many years she had left to have a child if that's what she wanted. He tried to tell himself it was her fault, too.
Seeing her in a twinset and pearls, heading towards the truck, seconds before he was due to pull out, threw him. Shamed him. Made him realize how much his behavior had shaped her. This wasn't Carter.
He almost pulled away. Funny how it was the frumpy twinset she was wearing, not the anxious look, that made him stay. It was about time he acted like a leader and faced up to his responsibilities. It was time to have The Talk and act like a grown up. Time they both acted like grown ups.
4. Someone was following Jack. He'd sensed it about a half hour after he'd set off on his trip to Washington and had made no attempt to shake off his tail. He knew who it was and Jack wondered how he had found out about the move. When he got to the state line, his tail sped up until Jack could get a good long look at his face then, with a flash of his headlamps, he was pulling away and heading back. Jack wondered why his clone had felt the need to see him go.
A couple years later and Daniel's email to Jack, full of embarrassed apologies, solved the mystery. Funny how Jack had always felt he was the one true Jack, yet it was his clone who was now living Jack's fantasy.
5. He wasn't expecting to see his old team pulling up behind him just as he was about to head off. He wasn't expecting to see them show up at 5am. He wasn't expecting to see them pile out of Carter's car loaded down with fishing gear. Years of nagging, cajoling, pleading, casual invitations for them all to come to his cabin, it would be great, and no there weren't many mosquitoes and Teal'c was just exaggerating. Years. On the day he was leaving they decided today was a great day to fish.
Jack went back inside his old house. He was sure there must be some beers left in the garage and fishing was thirsty work.
Five things Jack Likes about Ba'al
1. You can kill Ba'al but he'll keep coming back because of the clones. Lots of chances to make the son of a bitch suffer. Lots of ways to make him pay. Hathor and Apophis died too soon.
2. Ba'al has a sense of humor. He's still a bastard but at least he's an entertaining bastard.
3. Ba'al has style. Jack knows he shouldn't admire that, but too many Bond movies have instilled the idea that villains are supposed to have style. Ba'al's also very smart and cunning. If you're going to have an arch enemy who keeps on escaping, at least he should reflect well on you.
4. Ba'al didn't use rape as a form of torture. The poison, the knives, yes, they were bad. Not rape. Jack wishes he didn't feel a shred of gratitude for that but he does. He's not sure he could have dealt with being raped; he's not sure he could go through that a second time and not stay broken.
5. Ba'al didn't snake him. Jack still wakes up, sweating and yelling, sometimes crying, after nightmares where he's being snaked. No matter how many times he has the nightmare, he can't tell if it's Hathor sticking a goa'uld in him or the Tok'ra that makes him piss his bedsheets.
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