Provocation
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Claim: Stargate Atlantis: Teyla
Title: Provocation
Author: Rhien Elleth (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Characters: Teyla/Ronon
Prompt: 06 - Anger
Rating: R
Length: Long
Brief summary: After seven years on the run, Ronon isn't up to social niceties. He thinks something, he feels something, he acts on it -- which is how he ended up killing his old taskmaster, Kell. Teyla was there, she knows what happened, and that secret lies between them.
Canon has Teyla as a very controlled, polite individual, taking in information and spinning it into an acceptable form. She has cultivated the appearance of serenity, but whether she's really serene or not is open to interpretation.
Ronon wants to find out.
He moved toward her, took the glass from her fingers and raised it to his own lips. “Your voice may be cool, but you are a warrior, Teyla. You react physically to your emotions, and your body betrays what you feel.”
Her eyes narrowed, watching him drink from her glass. “Why are you provoking me, Ronon?”
He smiled, slow and genuine, and set the glass aside. “I’m not,” he said. He lifted a hand and brushed his fingers over her temple, down her cheek. It was a point of pride that she didn’t pull away. “Believe me, Teyla, if I were provoking you, you’d know it.”
Link to the story: Provocation
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Claim: Stargate Atlantis: Teyla
Title: Provocation
Author: Rhien Elleth (
rhienelleth)Characters: Teyla/Ronon
Prompt: 06 - Anger
Rating: R
Length: Long
Brief summary: After seven years on the run, Ronon isn't up to social niceties. He thinks something, he feels something, he acts on it -- which is how he ended up killing his old taskmaster, Kell. Teyla was there, she knows what happened, and that secret lies between them.
Canon has Teyla as a very controlled, polite individual, taking in information and spinning it into an acceptable form. She has cultivated the appearance of serenity, but whether she's really serene or not is open to interpretation.
Ronon wants to find out.
He moved toward her, took the glass from her fingers and raised it to his own lips. “Your voice may be cool, but you are a warrior, Teyla. You react physically to your emotions, and your body betrays what you feel.”
Her eyes narrowed, watching him drink from her glass. “Why are you provoking me, Ronon?”
He smiled, slow and genuine, and set the glass aside. “I’m not,” he said. He lifted a hand and brushed his fingers over her temple, down her cheek. It was a point of pride that she didn’t pull away. “Believe me, Teyla, if I were provoking you, you’d know it.”
Link to the story: Provocation
PSA: No matter how old a story is, most authors like to hear that people are reading their work, so please think about leaving feedback when you're done. Thanks!
