Pairing/Charecter(s): Ancient!John, Rodney, Elizabeth; John/Rodney
Warnings/Spoliers: this drabble takes place, chronologically, about a day and half after drabble #10 in Ancient!John 'verse; Disclaimer: Title 17 of the US Code, § 107, aka the Fair Use Doctrine.
Summary: John's a shitty human being, but, then again, he's not human
Notes: Okay. I'm scrapping yet another begining to part 3 of "Socii," but I like it and want it to still be part of the 'verse, so... forgive me for taking forever wtih this.
An Ancient!John drabble
"There is probably no more terrible instance of enlightenment
than the one in which you discover your father is a man — with human flesh."
Frank Herbert Dune
Rodney feels like he's ten-years-old again and caught in the middle of one of his parent's never-ending fights. The only difference is this time he has a proper lab to retreat to when things got tense enough, rather than what he'd been able to cobble together in his bedroom.
(Well, that and he doesn't have to poke his head out every few hours or so to make sure Jeannie's okay, 'cause his parents were liable to forget about their two-year-old daughter when the going got rough enough. But since he still has to poke his head out to check up on some of his so-called scientists, who appear to have the combined intelligence of a not-so-bright two-year-old, he doesn't count that one.)
But still, other than that things are basically the same. There's the same tension in the air, the same terseness about the way they greet each other when they're all climbing the stairs to the Observation Room's balcony to watch the first ever attempted beaming-out of a goa'uld from a host.
"The Tok'ra," Rodney finds himself explaining unnecessarily as they wait for Carson and Hermiod to finish setting up their equipment, if only so they're not all standing there in pained silence, "have this bizarre laser-guided needle method of extraction that they refuse to let us look at the insides of, but we think it's a fairly similar idea. Beaming the goa'uld out, that is. The needle's probably just there for psychological value or something. I dunno. Either way, it's probably some kind of scavenged Ancient tech, like most of what the goa'uld use. Should be no reason why an Asgard beam shouldn't work as well as an Ancient one."
This provokes no response from either Elizabeth or John.
It also annoys the hell out of Rodney. If he'd wanted to deal with this sort of thing, he'd have stayed at home and gone to Université Laval rather than deal with the shit MIT makes its minor students put up with. Well, actually, no, he wouldn't've, but he might've actually felt bad about going to a college three hundred miles away and hardly ever visiting.
He's about to say something to this effect when John, appearing to realize this, takes pity on him. Or, perhaps, on Elizabeth, who's worrying her thumbnail as she watches the final preparations. Either way, speaks up then, his voice somewhat hoarse when he offers, "I'm a shitty human-being."
Rodney blinks at this. It's not the most eloquent apology he's ever heard, but it seems to do the trick, or, at least, startles Elizabeth long enough that she momentarily forgets she's mad at John and, with a half-laugh, asks, "What?"
"Human-being," John repeats, determinedly ignoring their gazes, "I'm a shitty one. Trust me, though, when I say I make a worse Alteran."