R is for Rant

by jennytork

I thought it would be quieter in the lab with McKay having laryngitis... (Written for the SGA Alphabet challenge and the "Wild Card" square of H/C bingo. Canon compliant, original character POV)

R IS FOR RANT

I had been on Atlantis for about six weeks when I put in a request for more painkillers from Earth.

Now, I'm a scientist. I work in a lab - the lab on Atlantis, the central hub. I am a researcher on Ancient Tech and the potential to reverse-engineer much of what they left behind. You wouldn't think I'd be needing so many painkillers.

But I do. I definitely do. Because my boss is Rodney McKay.

Every day, he finds fault with something. If not of mine, of someone else's. And he gets loud. I think it's fair to say a jet taking off would be drowned out by one of McKay's rants.

The last couple of days, McKay's had a terrible case of laryngitis. I thought it would be a bit more peaceful in the lab – after all, how could McKay rant without a voice?

I should have known. It's McKay. Of course he would find a way to get his unique brand of persuasion across without a voice!

So – yeah. McKay still rants. And I still return to quarters with a terrible tension headache. Every – single – shift.

I wonder if I could figure out how to reverse-engineer some painkillers...

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