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figs_sg1_rec) wrote2010-11-18 02:54 pm
figs_sg1_rec) wrote2010-11-18 02:54 pm
Entry tags:
Jaffa and Son, by Mish (G)
Rec Category:Teal'c
Categories: Teal'c, Ry'ac, team, humor, drama
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:hsapiens
Author's Website: my graphics journal
Link: Jaffa and Son
Why This Must Be Read: Here is some old-school team sweetness, as Teal'c rescues Ry'ac from an adventure gone wrong with the help of SG-1. There's Teal'c's dubious sense of humor, the team's inadvertent contribution to certain mistakes, and Ry'ac standing strong and proud at the end of it all. This story is sheer joy and a pleasure to read!
"I don't see any obvious signs of concussion, colonel, but that slur to his speech is troubling. What do I ask a boy on another planet to assess his cognitive function? Teal'c have you got any ideas? 'Who's the president,' and 'What year is it,' only work on Earth. They'd have a different sort of calendar here."
"April, May, and June," Rya'c murmured. Sam eyed the bedraggled form with concern. Rya'c was limp and still shivering under his blanket, his eyes closed.
"Sir, I think he's hallucinating," Sam said worriedly. But Teal'c smiled.
"No, Major Carter. Rya'c is answering a riddle. I have taught him riddles common among the Tau'ri. Allow me to demonstrate."
"This I have to see," Jack said as the team gathered around the father and son.
"What did the hockey player do when the thief demanded money?" Teal'c asked. Rya'c muttered unintelligibly. "Rya'c, you must answer as clearly as you can, even if it is difficult. We are attempting to determine whether your brain has been injured." A single eye opened slowly.
"He gave him a check," Rya'c repeated more clearly.
Categories: Teal'c, Ry'ac, team, humor, drama
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
hsapiensAuthor's Website: my graphics journal
Link: Jaffa and Son
Why This Must Be Read: Here is some old-school team sweetness, as Teal'c rescues Ry'ac from an adventure gone wrong with the help of SG-1. There's Teal'c's dubious sense of humor, the team's inadvertent contribution to certain mistakes, and Ry'ac standing strong and proud at the end of it all. This story is sheer joy and a pleasure to read!
"I don't see any obvious signs of concussion, colonel, but that slur to his speech is troubling. What do I ask a boy on another planet to assess his cognitive function? Teal'c have you got any ideas? 'Who's the president,' and 'What year is it,' only work on Earth. They'd have a different sort of calendar here."
"April, May, and June," Rya'c murmured. Sam eyed the bedraggled form with concern. Rya'c was limp and still shivering under his blanket, his eyes closed.
"Sir, I think he's hallucinating," Sam said worriedly. But Teal'c smiled.
"No, Major Carter. Rya'c is answering a riddle. I have taught him riddles common among the Tau'ri. Allow me to demonstrate."
"This I have to see," Jack said as the team gathered around the father and son.
"What did the hockey player do when the thief demanded money?" Teal'c asked. Rya'c muttered unintelligibly. "Rya'c, you must answer as clearly as you can, even if it is difficult. We are attempting to determine whether your brain has been injured." A single eye opened slowly.
"He gave him a check," Rya'c repeated more clearly.