Chapter Seven: Exploring Atlantis
Disclaimer: The original Warriors or 'Stargate: Atlantis' characters.
Sheppard looked at Carson. "Is she able to?" he asked.
"From what the data shows, she's perfectly fine," he replied.
"So, I guess that's that." He practically clapped his hands together. "I'll give you the grand tour."
"With me supervising," Rodney put in.
"I'm going to get some breakfast. Ronon, would you like to join me?" Just then, my stomach growled. Teyla looked at me. "I'm guessing you're hungry, too."
"Starving," I said as I got out of bed and grabbed my bag.
"Okay," Sheppard said. "Our first stop: the cafeteria."
I looked at Carson. "Are you coming?"
"Why not?" He came and stood by my side. "A doughnut doesn't satisfy ya much."
I walked next to Carson. Sheppard, Teyla, Rodney, and Ronon were waiting for us by a small room. On the wall of the room was another device like Rodney's, but bigger. We stepped into the room. The device showed a layout of Atlantis. And according to the device, Atlantis was huge. Sheppard pushed one of the circles. The doors closed. When they opened again, we were in a different part of Atlantis. When I was out, I looked at Sheppard.
"It's a Teleporter," he said.
"I could have told you that," Rodney said.
"Well, I'm the tour guide, and you're the 'tag-along'," Sheppard said.
Rodney glared at Sheppard. Once we were in the cafeteria, I listened to their conversations. It was…interesting and intriguing. McKay talked about scientifical stuff, but all I heard was, "Blah, blah, mission, blah, blah, blah, planet, blah, blah, blah, plants…."
Sheppard didn't talk. He stared at a girl across the room. When the others needed his attention, I crumpled up some bread and threw it at him. When I looked for Ronon, he wasn't here.
I asked Teyla, "Where's Ronon?"
"He probably went to the gym," she told me.
"Oh." I looked at Sheppard. "Can we go to the gym next?"
"Okay," Sheppard replied.
"But I wanted to show—"
"Later," Sheppard said.
"Fine," Rodney said, obviously frustrated.
It took us about two minutes to get to the gym. Carson and Teyla went their own ways. AS we entered the gym, I saw Ronon beating a bag with a staff.
"Your form's wrong," I said.
Ronon lost concentration and fell to the ground. "What?"
"Your form. It's completely wrong. If we were in a battle, you would've lost a minute ago."
"If we were in a battle, I would've shot you by now."
"Is that a challenge?"
Sheppard stood in between us. "Now, Ronon, you wouldn't fight a girl who's… How old are you?"
"I'm one hundred and ninety-six moons, or months. That would be fifteen and a half years old as a Twoleg."
"Ronon, think about this for a moment," Sheppard said.
"I already thought about it. If she wants a battle, she's got one," Ronon said.
"Bring it on. I took you down once, and I'm going to take you down again."
"Rodney, get Beckett in here, stat."
"And bring me a pitcher of water. I'm going to need it. Sheppard, you may want to move out of the way."
"Right." Sheppard moved aside.
"So how are we going to do this? With two-handed sticks? Or the staff? Or our fists? Or—"
"Whatever it takes to get the other person down."
What Ronon really meant to say was, "I'm just going to take out my gun and start shooting you."
Rodney and Carson came into the room, and Rodney is carrying a pitcher of water, just like I asked.
"Just set it over there."
"Are they really goin' to do this?" Carson asked, looking at Sheppard.
"Ronon's never backed down from a challenge and he's not going to start now."
"I'll have a medical team standin' by."
"That would be smart."
Ronon grabbed a staff and was ready. So was I. Ronon came running towards me. I dodged him and prepared for another attack. He came at me again. I parried his attack this time. He kept attacking. I dodged or parried them. Eventually, I had a good grip on the staff. I hurled him a few feet away. I was breathless after all of the dodging and parrying I had done.
He may be strong, but he's not very agile, I thought to myself.
He ran at me again. I dodged it and tried to do a few quick jabs. He knew what I was doing. He threw his staff on the floor. He grabbed my hands and threw me to the floor. He was practically on top of me. He wouldn't let me up.
"You can surrender now," he said.
"Oh, and let you win by default? In your dreams."
"Fine. Let's see you get up."
I struggled beneath him. I finally went limp, and when he loosened his grip, I kicked him hard in the stomach, sending him flying backwards.
I got up to see that Ronon pulled out a knife.
"Oh, good."
I dodged all of his attacks just by sheer luck. He got me in my right forearm.
"That's enough." Sheppard came forward.
I tripped Ronon. Ronon took out his gun and stunned me.
