Fic post: The Sky Is Falling
Jun. 1st, 2006 @ 09:12 am
Wow. This just sums out Sam and Cam and the balance between team leader and experience perfectly:“Sam,” he said, “how many times did you really think it was the end of the world?”
“On missions?” She punctuated her question with a clang. He tossed the stick. “It’ll drive you crazy or panicky to think like that. Better to focus on the fact that we’re together, we have options, we’ll stay alert and adapt and we’ll manage until they find us.”
Right, he thought. As pep talks go, it wasn’t that condescending. He patted her a couple of times on her calf and figured he’d better get back to that vigilance thing if she was going to rely on him to be the brawn while she was sweet-talking the 302, so he stood, stretched and made to check the perimeter.
And I love the "getting drunk with the locals" idea. At what point do you stop striving every day to get back to the SGC and start living in the village? Excellent.
Wow, awesome feedback.
I love the stuff you picked out, because once I got the prompt of stranding them on Earth I think the story very quickly became about the ambiguities of not being sure how much the world has ended, how stranded you are, how cutoff, how much of home is waiting for you, then the subtleties of their relationship and rank, their different personalities and experiences and abilities gauging the situation and reading people...
It seems like the ambiguities defined and set this story apart, so I love that that theme worked and you saw it and commented. Yay!
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