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Fic in progress!

So, I mentioned that I'm working on a crossover fic right now. I'm over 7K, can you believe it?

I just posted this snippet over in [community profile] ushobwri and I figured, what the heck, I'll share it here too.

The story has morphed at least 3 times in my mind and is SO MUCH MORE COMPLICATED than when I first started planning it... anyway. Here's a little piece, featuring McKay doing one of the things he does best.



"In summary, those of you who have the ATA gene – don't touch anything! Honestly, none of you should! Sometimes, an ATA carrier simply being in the proximity of an ancient artifact is enough to initialize it, and then even non-gene carriers can use it to cause damage." McKay glared at the latest batch of newbies, catching the eyes of the three he could already tell were going to be the most trouble. He recognized that avaricious glint, the hunger for knowledge, the desire to understand, the impatience to dive in and experience all Atlantis had to offer them.

"If you happen to kill yourself, well that's just Darwinism in action, and it won't make me cry, but your stupidity might kill the rest of us too. So, I don't care how interesting something seems, or even if it's calling out for you to touch it. And no, that's not an exaggeration, that can actually happen. There are dormant systems and weapons that will literally call out to gene carriers to activate them. I cannot stress this enough. Just… don't."

He let out a tired sigh and consulted the tablet in his hands for a moment. "Alright. Doctors Jones, Suarez and Edie. You're with Dr. Zelenka. Oh, and… Hughes?" He glanced up at the man and waved him in the direction of the other scientist. "You too. Looks like you might be passably knowledgeable about jumper systems. Go. Prove you actually belong here, and do what Radek tells you or he'll throw you off the end of the East pier."

"Do not listen to him," Zelenak told the group as he led them out of the lab. "I would do no such thing. Your bodies might contaminate the local sea life," he said mildly. "More sensible to shove you into the city organics composter. Then at least you make a useful contribution."

Uneasy laughter trailed down the hall after him and McKay hid a chuckle behind his hand. People thought he was unpleasant to the newbies. They had no idea how frighteningly evil Radek could be. McKay approved, though – anything that kept the baby scientists on their toes helped keep them alive. Maybe one of these days they would make it through a quarter without him having to write one of those letters to a family because some overachieving genius couldn't follow safety protocols.

He shook himself out of his gloomy musings and turned back to the tablet. "Ok, Doctors Baldi, O'Donnell and Delacroix." He pursed his lips – two of his potential trouble makers were in this group. "You're in the lab with me," he said, glowering at them as they began to protest. "Save your whining for someone who cares. And that would be exactly no one." He gestured imperiously at the whiteboard on the other side of the room. "Go. If the three of you can't figure that out inside of ten minutes, you have no business being here, and I'm shipping you back earthside during the next dial in to the SGC."

The three scientists scurried across the room with alacrity, complaints forgotten in favour of puzzling out the mess of incomplete formulae and equations on the whiteboard. McKay turned to the remaining four people.

"Lang, Teagan, Potter, Fierro," he said with distaste. "I have zero interest in babysitting a bunch of wet-behind-the-ears undergrads. I argued long and hard against allowing students here, no matter how brilliant you apparently are. Or how strong the expression of your ATA gene," he added, with a pointed scowl at Potter. "However, the SGC in its infinite wisdom, has decided that you belong here. So, congratulations. You're with Dr. Kusanagi. You get to explore a new level with just opened up," he said with a smirk. "You better dig out your rubber boots. It's likely to be a bit… damp." He looked over at Miko. "Have Lorne send an escort up while the babies go get their rubbers." He glared at the four of them still standing there. "What are you waiting for, an engraved invitation? Go! Be back here in five minutes, or Kusanagi is leaving without you and you can help Kavanagh with cleaning the desalinization tanks."

He turned to Miko as they scrambled off to retrieve their boots and get back to the lab within the time limit. "Keep an eye on Potter," he said quietly. "He's got that Sheppardesque quality, and I don't trust him to stay out of trouble." McKay debated over it for a moment. "I don't know. As much as I hate to be a nanny, maybe I should keep him in the lab."

Kusanagi tilted her head sideways. "But you already said that you don't think his math is strong enough to work with you," she replied. "You admitted that he has an intuitive grasp of Ancient technology, unparalleled by anyone other than Colonel Sheppard."

"I hate it when you throw my words back in my face," he said, letting out a huff of annoyance. " He's got that trouble vibe, and I'm worried that something's going to go wrong and he's going to end up right in the middle of it." He shook his head. "He's the kid of some highly placed British intelligence officer, and it has been made clear what a terrible black eye it would be for the SGA if something happened to him." McKay rolled his eyes. "Why they decided to send him into what is essentially a hot zone is beyond me. Just… I don't know. Put a marine on him and tell them to sit on him if he shows the slightest inclination of going off book," he said sternly. "I'm not in the mood to deal with any injuries and the inevitable paperwork that follows them today."

This entry was originally posted at http://shaddyr.dreamwidth.org/390561.html. Please comment wherever you want.

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helenkacan
Aug. 5th, 2017 03:48 am (UTC)
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I can't wait for Harry to let loose some magic and drive Rodney up the wall ... especially if it's something heroic and of Sheppardesque proportions. Danger: major ranting ahead.

BTW, I know you'll eventually spot this, but you spelled Radek's surname "Zelenak" once.
shaddyr
Aug. 5th, 2017 05:40 am (UTC)
Ah! Thanks for pointing out the typo!

Yes, I have not yet fleshed it out, but I anticipate a fairly spectacular explosion from McKay on the topic of Magic.

Though, you might be surprised at the actual backstory here. I am hopeful that I will leave you going, "Oooo, I didn't expect that!"
popkin16
Aug. 5th, 2017 04:36 am (UTC)
An absolutely FASCINATING beginning :D I've always hesitated to read HP/SGA crossover fic, since it never felt like they're universes that really mesh well (though I do enjoy fusions). But man, you've got me hooked :D
shaddyr
Aug. 5th, 2017 05:41 am (UTC)
I've always hesitated to read HP/SGA crossover fic, since it never felt like they're universes that really mesh well

Yes. I am hoping, though, that you might like the sidestep on this. If I can just convey what I am thinking in my head into written form...
popkin16
Aug. 5th, 2017 05:47 am (UTC)
I'm certain you'll do a good job getting what's in your head onto paper. Or screen, I guess.
seticat
Aug. 5th, 2017 06:14 am (UTC)
Want! Want more!
shaddyr
Aug. 5th, 2017 10:10 pm (UTC)
That's the plan!
snogged
Aug. 7th, 2017 11:39 am (UTC)
I'm impressed with the increased word count! I'm planning to take a look at tomorrow. I'll be stuck in a hotel room all night.
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