sucker for punishment

[tielan]

Leave character and one-word prompt for ficlet. Ficlet will be at least 100 words but prob'ly not over 500.

Check the comments before leaving your prompts. If there are still two 'active' prompts for a character (ie. I haven't yet written the ficlet) then pick someone else.

Will try to be humourous, but am feeling distinctly blah, so cannot guarantee frivolity.

ETA:
Rodney: cheddar, Seattle
Ronon: retrieve, haircut, ballroom dancing
John: high heels
Michael: decades
Elizabeth: headache
Teyla: hickey, peace

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[tielan]

"You're joking."

Elizabeth reflects that Ronon's learned a lot while in Atlantis, including Earth vernacular and when to use it. "I'm serious," she says, smiling at his blatant disbelief as he studies the floor and the people moving across it. "Teyla's dancing."

She tilts her head towards Teyla, who's moving gracefully across the floor with a senator - John's repeated insistence that he has no aptitude for dancing having sat him out for this dance.

Elizabeth will corner him later. Or Teyla will. She has faith in the Athosian woman's powers of persuasion where John is concerned.

If only she could be certain of her own when it comes to getting Ronon to try something new.

The dreadlocks are tied back, the shirt is linen and well-fitted, and more than one woman tonight has eyed him and wondered what the close-cut trousers conceal.

"Teyla's good at this stuff," says Ronon, amused. "I'm not."

"You can fight."

"Fighting's different."

"So think of it as a fight where you're not trying to beat your opponent. Didn't you have dances on Sateda?"

"I didn't go to them."

Elizabeth pauses and realises what he hasn't said. "But you can dance. You just don't want to."

He grins and takes a sip from his glass. "Will it shut you up?"

It never ceases to amaze her - or sting - that he can fluster her. She's dealt with men on Earth and in Atlantis who frustrate her, annoy her, thwart her, challenge her - but who don't get under her skin the way Ronon does.

Mike Branton was much the same.

But she tries to avoid those thoughts. "Just try it," she says to Ronon.

His mouth twitches, but he sets the glass down and stands, stretching up and up and up. He holds out his hand, the picture of a barbarian gentleman. "Okay. But the consequences are on your own toes."

Elizabeth just smiles and lets him lead her out to the floor.

[2bluaeryn.livejournal.com]

Thanks for this Tie, it was so Ronon. Glad you took the challenge

[ubiquitous-girl.livejournal.com]

Hee, love the Teyla/John reference in there. And that Weir thinks of Mike *squees* And Ronon is so much love in this. ^.^

[loveconquers14.livejournal.com]

Oh, very nice! You have Ronon's voice down perfect.

[kathgrr.livejournal.com]

I love this description: barbarian gentleman.

[trishkit.livejournal.com]

How perfectly Ronon! Thank you for writing this.

I bet Ronon kicks ass on the dancefloor!