Fic: Lose Control (Carson)
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xfirefly9xTitle: Lose Control
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Carson
Prompt: #012 Lose
Word Count: 151
Rating: T+
Summary: The stab of cold in his gut had nothing to do with being in the Antarctic.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic50. Tag to “The Rising”. Another extremely ancient fic from months and months and months ago!
The stab of cold in his gut had nothing to do with being in the Antarctic. He wasn’t overly fond of the icy weather admittedly, but it wasn’t so powerful a dislike to make him want to vomit.
It was the chair of the Ancients that had his heart racing and his insides churning.
Apparently he had been unlucky enough to inherit the ATA gene that turned it on and because of that he’d been automatically slotted in to the list of those who could operate the Ancient technology.
He was to experiment with the chair and the chair…well, it was scary.
Scary as hell.
Mentions of weapons had come up and he was certain deep in his gut that if he was to attempt to interact with the technology that he would lose control.
He had a tendency to go with what his gut told him.
It was usually right.
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Characters: Carson
Prompt: #012 Lose
Word Count: 151
Rating: T+
Summary: The stab of cold in his gut had nothing to do with being in the Antarctic.
Notes: Written for
fanfic50. Tag to “The Rising”. Another extremely ancient fic from months and months and months ago! The stab of cold in his gut had nothing to do with being in the Antarctic. He wasn’t overly fond of the icy weather admittedly, but it wasn’t so powerful a dislike to make him want to vomit.
It was the chair of the Ancients that had his heart racing and his insides churning.
Apparently he had been unlucky enough to inherit the ATA gene that turned it on and because of that he’d been automatically slotted in to the list of those who could operate the Ancient technology.
He was to experiment with the chair and the chair…well, it was scary.
Scary as hell.
Mentions of weapons had come up and he was certain deep in his gut that if he was to attempt to interact with the technology that he would lose control.
He had a tendency to go with what his gut told him.
It was usually right.
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