Bootlegging in Pegasus
Zelinka's Moonshine
"Sheppard!" a familar loud and abrasive voice calls out.
'Oh oh' thinks Sheppard 'busted' the Atlantis Military Commander winces 'why him of all people why?'
Plastering his best innocent expression to his face Sheppard turns round "Rodney" he greets the Atlantis Cheif Scientist or the Arch Overlord over all things Sciency as he's fondly refered to behind his back by the scientists under him.
Rodney standing framed in the doorway to his and Zelina's personal Lab frowns, his eyes narrowed clearly he didn't buy Sheppards act one bit "what are you up to" he snaps glancing around suspiciously pehaps suspecting he had been setting up some kind of prank.
'Not since Elisabeth decreed an End to the prank wars' thinks Sheppard there was no way he was risking the severe displeasure of Elisabeth Weir 'again'
"Who me?" sheppard plays Dumb he's good at playing dumb unfortunately Rodney's quite adabt at seeing through his dumb grunt disguise.
Meanwhile Rodney has been putting 2 and 2 together and smiles as he realizes what's going on "it's not here you know" he says confidently as he enters the lab walking towards his laptop on a bench where he'd left it.
"I have no idea what your..." begins Sheppard.
"Zelinka's good stuff" Rodney chuckles "as if he'd keep a still in the lab" he shakes his head and sighs.
Sheppard ignores him and head held high and with dignity walks past him heading for the exit.
"Should I tell him?" Rodney asks himself, Sheppard freezes in mid-stride "I should you know, and I wonder how he'd feel about someone trying to rip off his stock? Might decide to refuse to supply the culprit for an unspecified amount of time untill said culprit has learnt his lesson"
'Why that conniving son of a..." it was blackmail and sheppard knew that, he also knew he couldn't afford to encure Zelinka's wrath.
Sheppard twists around "what do you want?" he asks defeatedly.
"For starters half your coffee ration for this month and specifically Jumper Flying lessons" Rodney smirks that smug smirk that you just want to slap.
Sheppard struggles with himself "fine, tell Zelinka I need a word with him" just as he was leaving Rodney yells to his back "I'm free this afternoon I'll meet you in the Jumper bay"
Sheppard falters in mid-stride but recovers quickly speeding up a little to escape Rodney's clutches.
"Huh" Rodney sniffs "amateur" he reachs over to Zelinka's desk and unscrews a bolt on the metal pipe frame of Zelinka's chair placing a cup under it he catches a small stream of liguid before recapping the bolt and taking a swig.
"Smooth" he gasps smirking slightly despite the bitter metalic afterytaste "Brains 1, Brawn 0" and with that last declaration he got back to work on the sub space containment program with a mug of moonshine in his hand.