Anna S. (eliade) wrote,
Anna S.

John/Rodney: fluid, hand, light-headed for flaming_muse

The scent rising from the fluid on Rodney's hands was making him light-headed and fuzzy at the edges; he was also seeing a world of streamers that reminded him of his one and only experience with LSD, a drug he'd resolved never to touch again after a night of tortured certainty of his imminent brain death--a textbook bad trip of terror, confusion, paranoia, and helplessness.

"I'm having flashbacks," he said, his voice sounding rapid and high-pitched even to his own ears, "and cravings--peanut butter and shellfish, though not combined--do you think the Athosians have had any luck fishing yet--not that I'd eat alien shellfish, you might as just make out your will and order the fugu--don't be alarmed, I'm going to touch your hair--nothing personal--it's just to settle a bet--"

If he'd been in his right mind, of course, he'd never have scrubbed a hand around John's messy head, would have known better than to risk spreading the magic carpet-ride elixir through contact, because these things always led to woodland bacchanalia and knowing looks from Teyla, it was inevitable, and no man in his right mind would let himself in for that.
Tags: fic 2005, flashfic 2005, sga fic

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