Ronon hit a few planets gathering some new knives and checking on his stashed items he had been saving for the next Rukshaw, he picked up a few stunners to smooth Sheppard over the latest stunning, and gathered supplies for a new sword before returning to Athos. Standing by the ring's activation dais he awaited the little green light. His mind returning once more to the iratus bug and the Ancestors.
Shaking his head at the insanity of the Ancestors he was glad once again that he had never been one of the religious types nor had he been persuaded by his companions to take advantage of a pilgrimage to the temple. His friends had teased him saying he was afraid of his woman, but Ronon hadn't wanted to be defiled even if Melena had never found out, he would have known and that would have colored what they had. Of course had she found out, he snorted to keep himself from crying and tried to smile at how self-righteous Melena would have been had she even heard they had been thinking of going to the temple before Sinal's completion ceremony.
He and Melena had already talked about it and had decided to just be pleased with whatever life was bestowed upon them and let other couples who were so minded trek to the temple... now it was unlikely that he would ever have children and his family name would die like Melena and the rest of Sateda.
His radio was buzzing. Apparently the green light had been activated and Ronon hadn't noticed so lost in his thoughts, Sheppard was calling to him. "Ronon, we've got the radio on to keep the gate open; but you need to talk to us buddy. We can shut the gate down and send you help if you need it. You injured? Ronon?"
"I'm fine Sheppard, coming through now." feeling stupid for being so unaware and having ignored his own advice to Teyla, Ronon straightened himself and shut away Beckett's information where it would never distract him again.
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John was in the gate room when a dirtier Ronon Dex strode through the cool puddle, he had picked up a large leather bag in his travels and it didn't appear he was about to have it searched by the SFs as he had strode past them heading towards the control room. "Whatcha got in the bag?"
"Stuff to make a new sword." Obviously there was more but apparently Ronon didn't feel like sharing, he tossed a radio at a tech whose name currently alluded John if he ever knew it, the unknown tech missed the easy throw and his radio careened over the balcony, John bit his lip not to laugh and sternly told himself this was not high school.
Oblivious to the tech's plight, Ronon took a Wraith hand stunner out of the bag and handed it to Chuck, for not treating Ronon as an outsider and being nice to Teyla's friend, Amelia. He didn't explain his reasons and Chuck just grinned and said thanks.
"You've got any more in there?"
"Yeah." John was following him back to his room, but Ronon knew he was really asking if he was going to get a stunner too.
"You've got to return the GDO to the field prep room."
Ronon looked at him with an odd look, "You don't want me to have one?"
"No one has their own, we only have so many. We share the actual GDOs, get one before you go off world. We can assign you a code of your own or you can use the team code. Rodney and Teyla go off world either on their own or with other teams so much that they have personal codes; but when we're all together their suppose to use our team code."
Ronon grunted that he heard and tossed the GDO to Sheppard, let him put it away Ronon was going to assemble his sword. John in turn tossed it to a soldier passing in the hall with a 'put this away' and continued after Ronon. "Where'd you go?"
As John was behind him, Ronon allowed himself a small grin, "Around."
"You're supposed to let the SFs see any undeclared items when you return to Atlantis." Ronon was still walking, "You're supposed to go to the infirmary when you return from off world, remember?"
"Nope." Ronon had reached his room and opened the door, he gave John an 'are you coming in' look and John gave him a 'hell yeah, I want to see what's in the bag' look before they both walked in. "I'm going to wash up, make yourself comfortable." and with that Ronon did grin and took the bag into the bathroom with him.
John looked around the empty room and sighed why was he the one who had to get Ronon to Dr. Heightmeyer's office in an hour even if she was going to have cookies, his stomach rumbled, he never got cookies at psych evals, then again he wouldn't want to have gone through any of what Ronon had...
Ronon came out of the washroom pulling the bag over to the bed, he withdrew two Wraith hunting stunners with a sharp metal piece between them, "Keeps the metal from ripping the bag." he explained as he placed them carefully on the bed. Next a long bone, presumably a Wraith leg bone, but John didn't ask. Without the bone and hunting stunners the bag pooled as Ronon dug, he pulled out 5 handheld stunners and placed them on the bed, some orange sinew-y stuff, and some small stones, then he reached down and grabbed out a mini boulder with a flat top and bottom and thrust it at Sheppard's chest, "Put that in the cupboard for latter."
John staggered under the stone and tried to ignore the fact that Ronon had carried this stone in a bag casually flung over his shoulder, amazed that the bag hadn't ripped, leather or not, and grimacing at the fact that this boulder would have been bouncing against his friend's back, he thought the cabinet open as his hands were occupied and no way was he going to chance dropping it on his foot, "What's this for?"
"Along with the smaller stones, use it to shape and sharpen blades."
"Ok. Do I get any of those?" John gestured to the pile on the bed.
Ronon grinned at him, "The hunting stunners are yours and 3 of the handhelds."
"What are you going to do with the other two?"
Ronon gestured towards his door, he wanted his blaster on his leg when he slept and he didn't want to waste his energy capsule, there was no guarantee the Rukshaw would have more for trade. Wraith stunners were easy enough to get and would work fine for his trap.
Ronon had sat on his bed, the leather bag now covering his legs, and was untying the rifles from a wicked piece of metal, intent upon starting his sword. John really wanted to watch as Ronon crafted the strange metal into a usable blade, but he was going to have to watch another day. A moment later he had decided to blame Elizabeth, "When you just took off out of the meeting room and left Atlantis... well Dr. Weir insists you see Dr. Heightmeyer."
Ronon stopped running the small stone he had wet, while in the bathroom, along the metal to give John his full attention, "You said I didn't have to go if I talked about the mission with you, I did."
"Yeah, well... we also said if something was traumatizing you would."
Ronon looked at him as if John had lost his marbles, John shrugged, "You know women, everything's traumatizing... she wants you to go." Ronon didn't look convinced, "Heightmeyer's got cookies this time."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. You ready now?"
Ronon frowned but stood, he put the bag he had been using to protect his legs on the bed with the metal and stone on top then grabbing the rifles he nodded to John who grabbed 3 stunners like a kid in a candy shop. At least one of them was happy. "I'll go but don't be posting guards on me this time."
"No, no of course not." John said as they left Ronon's quarters.
