Pairing: Ancient!John, Evan Lorne
Warnings: between "Iudex" and "Exsul" in the Ancient!John 'Verse
Summary: There are 104 Ancients and 1 Tau'ri on Atlantis
Notes: Because I've been thinking about giving Iohannes a new cognomen for a while now. Though I still plan to write up how he got his first one, Licinus, as a drabble one day. I might just do it now, since the next installment is making me mildly mad.
An Ancient!John Drabble
"How you have fallen from heaven, morning star, son of the dawn! You have been cast down to the earth, you who once laid low the nations! You said in your heart, 'I will ascend to the heavens; I will raise my throne above the stars of God; I will sit enthroned on the mount of assembly, on the utmost heights of Mount Zaphon. I will ascend above the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High.' But you are brought down to the realm of the dead, to the depths of the pit. Those who see you stare at you, they ponder your fate: 'Is this the man who shook the earth and made kingdoms tremble, the man who made the world a wilderness, who overthrew its cities and would not let his captives go home?'"
"Do you need some help?"
Surprised by the question, he nearly jumps a mile, cracking his head on the next-highest shelf before he manages to remove it completely from the cabinet he's been rifling through in what remains of the Expedition's canteen kitchen.
"My apologies," she - for the voice very clearly belongs to a she - says. "I did not mean to startle you, only it looked like you were having trouble. Do you need help?'
It's been a month since Expedition left (well, three weeks, but who's counting?) and Evan doesn't think he'll ever get used to the Ancients' precise, formal way of speaking. He doesn't think he'll get used to a lot of things about them, though he's trying. They're not making it easy for him, however, thus today's mission.
"I was just looking to see if the cook staff left behind a coffee maker." He's been using the old campfire method until now, but practice has left him far from perfect and all he really wants is a decent cup of coffee if he's going to have to put up with a hundred and three people who could have taught Doctor McKay a thing or two about vainglory and conceit. "Did you want something?"
The woman plucks at the laces of her vambraces and refuses to meet his eyes - something Evan's come to discover is the Ancient equivalent of, 'I don't want to have this conversation, but I'm sucking it up anyway,' - but her voice is clear and melodious when she says, "I need to speak with Icarus."
Icarus is what they call the Colonel now instead of Licinus. He'd asked about it once, wondering what a myth about flying too close to the sun might have to do with anything, but apparently the legend has more of a fallen angel vibe to the Ancients - something to do with the Haeresis, Origin, and its early days in the galaxy they've never given any name but home after all these millennia.