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Apr. 19th, 2005

  • 10:06 PM
allaire: (oz-kiss)
Ah, I knew there was something I'd forgotten in my last post. Dreams. Reading [livejournal.com profile] electricandroid's "Angry Wombat" Rating System (see here for more details) reminded me of a confusing dream I had last night.

I was about John Sheppard from Stargate: Atlantis, and, of all people, Jean-Luc Picard from Star Trek TNG.

Now, I get Sheppard's presence, because SG:A? is so the most prevalent thought in my head these days. Although me dreaming of McKay would have been more understandable, considering how little I'm moved by Sheppard's often alluded "cuteness" and the oohing and aahing about his hair and/or ass (or non-existence of the latter).

Anyway, Sheppard. And Picard.

And no, stop that immediately! It wasn't like that. No slash, pre-slash or UST did occur. At least of that pairing variety.

No, I dreamt Sheppard was up in the woods somewhere, rigging a contraption that allowed him to work out in the most efficient way, and it involved a lot of straining muscles and full body weight and such, until the swing-like thing was in place. He then worked up a sweat doing some kind of gymnastics on it, and Picard (who evidently had a cabin nearby) came by and asked to try it out, too, so Sheppard showed him the ropes, and they got to talking about a slew of things, plus I believe there was alcohol involved. And laughter. A stream was nearby, and the work-out included it in some way. They're lucky they didn't drown.

Then they went to Picard's cabin where Riker was waiting, sipping Whiskey, and they sat down and started talking. I got the impression there was more than friendship involved between Picard and Riker (eeew! My brain!), and then one of them asked what Sheppard was doing up here now, plus doing in general, and Sheppard made some kind of flip comment that had them looking at him all cold and disappointed, à la: first we bond, then you lie to us. So Sheppard got up and dropped a pin on the wooden table, and stormed away. It was a Starfleet rank pin that Picard picked up with a trembling hand, and it showed that Sheppard had been promoted Acting Captain (somewhat less than a full Captain's rank) of the Enterprise NCC-1701-E.

I think Picard went after Sheppard then to ask him to come back to talk. Picard understood how impossible it must have felt for Sheppard to tell the ship's former captain that he, essentially, got Picard's dream -- despite Picard's retirement, he knew only too well how much it would hurt to see "his" ship in someone else's hands.

The dream ended there, I freaked and woke up.

Huh? Sheppard -- Starfleet?! And Picard? I hate Picard.

Well, not so much as simply don't get him at all, or even care to try.

No Rodney. No Atlantis. And Sheppard? Commanding over 1.000 people? Not so good.

Strange.

I still see the three of them in front of the cabin, with summer all around. Sheppard dropping the pin, then storming off.

My mind is a scary place.

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