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Something for the flashfic comm, I think. *pokes Muses* Can't seem to come up with anything solid... oh well. Will work on it more after the nap. ^_^
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"That's supposed to be me?"
The other Rodney frowned, but didn't reply immediately, and that was just one more thing that made the back of John's eyes itch. The same eyes, same face, same body (if in better shape), but there was nothing Rodney about the man. Rod at least had been Rodney, if somewhat distorted, this-- this wasn't even close.
"He's not supposed to be you," the defacto leader of their doubles was as just as not-Ronon as the not-Rodney. "None of us were supposed to be you, that's not the point."
"So what was the point?" Because if the doubles didn't act like the originals (and with the haircuts and clothing, didn't look much like them either) then John couldn't for the life of him figure out why they'd been cloned at all.
"We have a limited genepool, your-- I mean our unique contributions offered us a chance to extended the viability of the colony for several more generations." Not-Rodney wasn't quite glaring at Rodney the First, but he'd apparently taken the accusation that he was somehow an inferior copy as an insult. Not that John blamed him.
"Well you could have asked," Rodney snapped.
"Would you have said no?"
"Yes! I mean, no. I mean--" Rodney crossed his arms and glared at the not-Ronon. "My DNA is my DNA and you had no right to go walking off with it without my permission."
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"That's supposed to be me?"
The other Rodney frowned, but didn't reply immediately, and that was just one more thing that made the back of John's eyes itch. The same eyes, same face, same body (if in better shape), but there was nothing Rodney about the man. Rod at least had been Rodney, if somewhat distorted, this-- this wasn't even close.
"He's not supposed to be you," the defacto leader of their doubles was as just as not-Ronon as the not-Rodney. "None of us were supposed to be you, that's not the point."
"So what was the point?" Because if the doubles didn't act like the originals (and with the haircuts and clothing, didn't look much like them either) then John couldn't for the life of him figure out why they'd been cloned at all.
"We have a limited genepool, your-- I mean our unique contributions offered us a chance to extended the viability of the colony for several more generations." Not-Rodney wasn't quite glaring at Rodney the First, but he'd apparently taken the accusation that he was somehow an inferior copy as an insult. Not that John blamed him.
"Well you could have asked," Rodney snapped.
"Would you have said no?"
"Yes! I mean, no. I mean--" Rodney crossed his arms and glared at the not-Ronon. "My DNA is my DNA and you had no right to go walking off with it without my permission."
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