K is for Kite, by Cowardly Lion (PG)
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figs_sg1_recRec Category: Episode Related
Categories: M'zel, original character
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:catsmeow
Author's Website: Gen Fic by Catsmeow / Slash Fic by Cowardly Lion
Link: K is for Kite
Why This Must Be Read: I love when authors focus on actual cultural differences that are inevitable when dealing with multiple worldviews. (Literally!) In this story, M'zel of the Jaffa (from Death Knell) finds himself hugely frustrated in dealing with the Tau'ri... even if he's willing to set those differences aside to deal with their true enemy.
A nice missing scene, some excellent perspectives, good OCs, and a great read. And as a bonus, there's a companion fic, from Major Green's perspective: Circling.
“Um. Tactical?” Hassan paused, eyebrows drawn together, pencil stub hovering over the open page.
What was so difficult to understand about that sentence? Just when he thought he couldn’t underestimate the Tau'ri, they would hit a new low. Exasperating, but he could demonstrate patience as well as guidance. Let Green see and learn from his example.
“Yes,” M’zel spoke as if to a small child of limited comprehension. “Noting the usual appearance and behavior of the local creatures such as the birds so that you may be alerted if a break in their pattern is detected. This kite of which you speak is both a predator of smaller animals including other birds and an eater of carrion.” M’zel gestured with his eating utensil thinking that perhaps a visual aid would be of assistance. “Should the bird suddenly abandon its usual territory it may indicate a larger predator or enemy ground forces in the vicinity. The presence of what appears to be a family group consisting of a mated pair and one newly adult offspring is a good sign.”
“Well, I’m keeping track because I like watching them. They’re beautiful creatures. Birds I mean. In general. Not just these, but...” Hassan’s speech tapered off as he continued to gape at M’zel.
And once again, a new low. That was twice within minutes. M’zel wondered if it was a record. “You watch them because they are … pretty?”
He was disgusted but unsurprised. The Tau'ri valued a surprising number of valueless things.
Categories: M'zel, original character
Warnings: none
Author on LJ:
catsmeowAuthor's Website: Gen Fic by Catsmeow / Slash Fic by Cowardly Lion
Link: K is for Kite
Why This Must Be Read: I love when authors focus on actual cultural differences that are inevitable when dealing with multiple worldviews. (Literally!) In this story, M'zel of the Jaffa (from Death Knell) finds himself hugely frustrated in dealing with the Tau'ri... even if he's willing to set those differences aside to deal with their true enemy.
A nice missing scene, some excellent perspectives, good OCs, and a great read. And as a bonus, there's a companion fic, from Major Green's perspective: Circling.
“Um. Tactical?” Hassan paused, eyebrows drawn together, pencil stub hovering over the open page.
What was so difficult to understand about that sentence? Just when he thought he couldn’t underestimate the Tau'ri, they would hit a new low. Exasperating, but he could demonstrate patience as well as guidance. Let Green see and learn from his example.
“Yes,” M’zel spoke as if to a small child of limited comprehension. “Noting the usual appearance and behavior of the local creatures such as the birds so that you may be alerted if a break in their pattern is detected. This kite of which you speak is both a predator of smaller animals including other birds and an eater of carrion.” M’zel gestured with his eating utensil thinking that perhaps a visual aid would be of assistance. “Should the bird suddenly abandon its usual territory it may indicate a larger predator or enemy ground forces in the vicinity. The presence of what appears to be a family group consisting of a mated pair and one newly adult offspring is a good sign.”
“Well, I’m keeping track because I like watching them. They’re beautiful creatures. Birds I mean. In general. Not just these, but...” Hassan’s speech tapered off as he continued to gape at M’zel.
And once again, a new low. That was twice within minutes. M’zel wondered if it was a record. “You watch them because they are … pretty?”
He was disgusted but unsurprised. The Tau'ri valued a surprising number of valueless things.
