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The Rules of the Game by Sloane (R)
Fandom: STARGATE: SG-1
Pairing: Cam/Vala
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sloanesomething
Author Website: none
Why this must be read:
This may be another ink blot story; I remember reading it way back when, and sending the link to a friend of mine, and immediately ending up in an hour-long argument about whether Cam really is that whiny. My take: he's not whiny. Dammit. He's complex, and new at a lot of this, and carries the weight of the hero-thing very heavily on his chest. This story shows us that Cam, all working very neatly within early season 9 canon. Mitchell doesn't really get Vala, and she doesn't really get him, but they worry about each other anyway. And he's *not* whiny. At all.
"What’s a two-point?" She turns the ball in her hands, examining it.
"Nothing you can sell," he says, holds out his hand for the ball.
She tucks it under her arm. "So, we’re supposed to run around in little circles and get this through another little circle? This game is utterly without point."
The Rules of the Game
Pairing: Cam/Vala
Author on LJ:
sloanesomethingAuthor Website: none
Why this must be read:
This may be another ink blot story; I remember reading it way back when, and sending the link to a friend of mine, and immediately ending up in an hour-long argument about whether Cam really is that whiny. My take: he's not whiny. Dammit. He's complex, and new at a lot of this, and carries the weight of the hero-thing very heavily on his chest. This story shows us that Cam, all working very neatly within early season 9 canon. Mitchell doesn't really get Vala, and she doesn't really get him, but they worry about each other anyway. And he's *not* whiny. At all.
"What’s a two-point?" She turns the ball in her hands, examining it.
"Nothing you can sell," he says, holds out his hand for the ball.
She tucks it under her arm. "So, we’re supposed to run around in little circles and get this through another little circle? This game is utterly without point."
The Rules of the Game
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