AN) Hey there! …Short chap, but it seemed like a good place to stop.
Disclaimer: I dont own SGA
McKay jumped back, well, as far as he could…'till his butt hit the wall. "Evil begone! Go!" McKay made furious shooing gestures. McKay's eyes widened and his nose constricted in distaste, "What is that? Oh that is gross."
The Tel'Nash's eyes widened creepily, and rather glowed, with a…watery luminescence McKay mused. But not for long…
"Rodney!" The shout came from John who had just shrugged off his jacket and was re-entering the Infirmary.
"What!"
"There's…!" He pulled his shirt up to cover his nose and snorted. "What the heck did you think I meant when I said 'If it poops, scoop it up!"
McKay jumped off the bed waving his arms, "Hello! Are you lucid? It just happened!"
Weir brought her hand to her mouth and coughed lightly, partly from the smell and partly from… Her face was turning very red.
It was then that Rodney perceived a distinct, breeze. His eyes widened and took on a panicked expression. With the whole jumping out of bed and waving arms thing his robe -which really hadn't covered much anyways- had caught on the side of the metal frame of the mattress.
It was then, at this startling realization, that five things happened:
All was silent, save the gentle whir of the ventilator.
First: Dr. Weir remembered staring wasn't polite and quickly turned away.
Second: -And, to Rodney's relief- he realized Elizabeth didn't have a complete view; she was only to the side…sort of… diagonally… He snapped himself out of his troubled thoughts and hurriedly pulled his gown down, grabbed the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around his waist.
Third: The Tel'Nesh ran to Rodney's partially exposed feet, widened its eyes to still creepier proportions, meeped, and collapsed over his feet.
Fourth: Someone in the hall screamed, and there was the distinct sound of military grade combat boots scrambling against something slippery.
And fifth: The creature in the bowels of the city stopped snorting in disgust, and put on an oxygen mask.
…Finally Carson broke the intolerable stillness and went to go check on the sound, Sheppard followed him.
"Rodney!"
Rodney blinked, and, shuffling the malicious creature from off his personage he half-stumbled out the door past Weir. His panicked expression turned into a shocked expression.
John picked up his discarded jacket and held it in front of the horrified scientist. "Recognize this? This used to be my really cool jacket!"
"Don't look at me! It was that devil lizard!"
"Oh, I'm looking…" John shook the soiled coat at McKay. "I'm looking! And do you know what I see?"
Rodney pursed his lips.
"Feces oozing from the vents?" Came the overcome voice of Dr. Weir.
Johns eyes flicked to hers and back to Rodney's. "Yea-h, and that thing is your responsibility! I'm ordering this section free of personnel…and I'm, having those vents sealed." John took off towards the control room
Elizabeth snorted and turned away as Carson fell into the muck whilst trying to help out the fallen soldier. "I'm going to get some air." She turned to McKay, "You fix this."
"How am I supposed to do that?" He wailed as she retreated further down the hall.
"You're a genius, figure it out!"