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marguerite_krux) wrote2009-02-04 12:38 pm
marguerite_krux) wrote2009-02-04 12:38 pm
"..the longer you think, the less you know what to do...'
West Wing, Obama style!
Awesome, y/y? I don't know half these people, but the fact that it's the WEST WING credits makes me shiver and squee. I am so easy. :P
I've got TWW on the brain. I just finished this awesome SGA/WW crossover, The Pacific Rim by Melyanna. Yes, I know it was from three years ago, shhh. It takes me a while to find the awesome, 'k? I just adore the paternal relationship the President has with Elizabeth, and god, but his one-liners crack me up. I think this is a hard show to write fanfic for, and it can easily be crap if you don't have their voices and speech patterns and all down, because it's got such a unique vibe to it. But this fic rocks. *luffs*
---
"Well", he was saying, "how is it that the members of the most important expedition in human history returned home, and I'm just now finding out about it?"
"Sir, General Hammond just told me," she protested. "I told you as soon as I knew."
"I understand that, C. J.," said Bartlet, "but don't you think you should have known sooner? Was this totally unanticipated?"
"Apparently so, sir," she replied. "Something to do with a. . . ZBL."
"You got one out of three," he said. "ZPM. I did read the report."
"Yes, and the scientist who was trying to explain it to me over the phone kept insisting on calling it a Zed-PM."
"Ah, that would be Doctor Rodney McKay," said the President, putting on his jacket. "Delightful man, really. Always very willing to tell you exactly how smart he is."
"Well, he ought to fit in here."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, Mr. President."
"I heard that, Claudia Jean."
---
"It's funny. When I met Doctor Weir, I was in my last term in the House, and she was lobbying for some anti-military group."
"And now she's in charge of a sizable military force."
"Exactly. You appreciate the irony, of course."
"I am extraordinarily appreciative."
He looked up at her from the file in his hand as he put on his glasses. "You should drop the adverbs, C. J. They make you sound insincere."
---
"So Doctor Elizabeth Weir got the attention of the UN ambassador with alarming speed and was swept out of lobbying circles into the den of lions that is the United Nations."
"You probably shouldn't describe the UN in such terms when anyone other than me is in the room."
"Yeah, you're probably right." He resumed his reading. "It says here that she's brokered some of the most sensitive deals in modern history. But enough about her. Let's talk about her right-hand man, Major John Sheppard. And let me tell you, you should find out if this guy is single."
C. J. sighed. "Sir, the last thing I need is a presidential setup."
"Sure you do. Everyone does. And it's one of my new constitutional powers, along with the line-item veto." He turned a page in the file. "I should promote this man."
"I don't think you can, sir."
"Why not? I can draft a turkey into military service."
"Sir, must you bring that up?"
"As often as possible. "
---
"I want to meet with them."
"Yes, sir, I'm sure you do," C. J. replied, getting to her feet, "but you can't."
"Why not?"
"Australia."
The President stopped and turned. "Will Australians be terribly offended if I meet with a group of people who work for me?"
"No, sir," said C. J., "you're going to Australia. Tonight."
"Why am I going again?"
C. J. knew he was baiting her, but on the slim possibility that he'd actually forgotten about the trip, she explained, "You're going to the Pacific Rim conference."
"Well, let's take them with us. There's room on the plane, and these people haven't had a vacation in months. Let's take them to Sydney."
---
LOL. :D I'm falling in love all over again.
While on the topic of crossovers, I have such a craving for an SGA/TLW crossover fic. The idea of Sparky + M/R is ever so squeeful. *daydreams* I have visions of Elizabeth and Marguerite being held captive, having to dress up in some ridiculous yet hot outfit, and Marguerite telling her to use her feminine wiles and Elizabeth sighing, ‘Not again’. While both their Johns are angsting away about losing the love of their lives but trying not to be obvious about it, then realizing everyone knows anyway and then teaming up on pseudo-suicide missions to get the ladies back.
Sadly, I’m getting to the end of ff.net’s collection of LW fics. I have one more page to go and then that’s it. *woes* The most frustrating thing is that everyone keeps going on about Carolyn’s site and how TLWFIX is the most wonderful site in existence but of course it’s not operational anymore. This is what happens when you’re like, six years late to the fandom. Ugh.
Awesome, y/y? I don't know half these people, but the fact that it's the WEST WING credits makes me shiver and squee. I am so easy. :P
I've got TWW on the brain. I just finished this awesome SGA/WW crossover, The Pacific Rim by Melyanna. Yes, I know it was from three years ago, shhh. It takes me a while to find the awesome, 'k? I just adore the paternal relationship the President has with Elizabeth, and god, but his one-liners crack me up. I think this is a hard show to write fanfic for, and it can easily be crap if you don't have their voices and speech patterns and all down, because it's got such a unique vibe to it. But this fic rocks. *luffs*
---
"Well", he was saying, "how is it that the members of the most important expedition in human history returned home, and I'm just now finding out about it?"
"Sir, General Hammond just told me," she protested. "I told you as soon as I knew."
"I understand that, C. J.," said Bartlet, "but don't you think you should have known sooner? Was this totally unanticipated?"
"Apparently so, sir," she replied. "Something to do with a. . . ZBL."
"You got one out of three," he said. "ZPM. I did read the report."
"Yes, and the scientist who was trying to explain it to me over the phone kept insisting on calling it a Zed-PM."
"Ah, that would be Doctor Rodney McKay," said the President, putting on his jacket. "Delightful man, really. Always very willing to tell you exactly how smart he is."
"Well, he ought to fit in here."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, Mr. President."
"I heard that, Claudia Jean."
---
"It's funny. When I met Doctor Weir, I was in my last term in the House, and she was lobbying for some anti-military group."
"And now she's in charge of a sizable military force."
"Exactly. You appreciate the irony, of course."
"I am extraordinarily appreciative."
He looked up at her from the file in his hand as he put on his glasses. "You should drop the adverbs, C. J. They make you sound insincere."
---
"So Doctor Elizabeth Weir got the attention of the UN ambassador with alarming speed and was swept out of lobbying circles into the den of lions that is the United Nations."
"You probably shouldn't describe the UN in such terms when anyone other than me is in the room."
"Yeah, you're probably right." He resumed his reading. "It says here that she's brokered some of the most sensitive deals in modern history. But enough about her. Let's talk about her right-hand man, Major John Sheppard. And let me tell you, you should find out if this guy is single."
C. J. sighed. "Sir, the last thing I need is a presidential setup."
"Sure you do. Everyone does. And it's one of my new constitutional powers, along with the line-item veto." He turned a page in the file. "I should promote this man."
"I don't think you can, sir."
"Why not? I can draft a turkey into military service."
"Sir, must you bring that up?"
"As often as possible. "
---
"I want to meet with them."
"Yes, sir, I'm sure you do," C. J. replied, getting to her feet, "but you can't."
"Why not?"
"Australia."
The President stopped and turned. "Will Australians be terribly offended if I meet with a group of people who work for me?"
"No, sir," said C. J., "you're going to Australia. Tonight."
"Why am I going again?"
C. J. knew he was baiting her, but on the slim possibility that he'd actually forgotten about the trip, she explained, "You're going to the Pacific Rim conference."
"Well, let's take them with us. There's room on the plane, and these people haven't had a vacation in months. Let's take them to Sydney."
---
LOL. :D I'm falling in love all over again.
While on the topic of crossovers, I have such a craving for an SGA/TLW crossover fic. The idea of Sparky + M/R is ever so squeeful. *daydreams* I have visions of Elizabeth and Marguerite being held captive, having to dress up in some ridiculous yet hot outfit, and Marguerite telling her to use her feminine wiles and Elizabeth sighing, ‘Not again’. While both their Johns are angsting away about losing the love of their lives but trying not to be obvious about it, then realizing everyone knows anyway and then teaming up on pseudo-suicide missions to get the ladies back.
Sadly, I’m getting to the end of ff.net’s collection of LW fics. I have one more page to go and then that’s it. *woes* The most frustrating thing is that everyone keeps going on about Carolyn’s site and how TLWFIX is the most wonderful site in existence but of course it’s not operational anymore. This is what happens when you’re like, six years late to the fandom. Ugh.
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