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greyias ([personal profile] greyias) wrote2007-12-07 06:01 pm
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FIC: By Any Other Name

Title: By Any Other Name
Rating: PG, safely
Genre: Gen, Angst
Word Count: ~3330
Spoilers: Numerous, all the way up to "Lifeline".
Summary: What's in a name? John's starting to ask himself that very question. (semi-tag to Adrift and Lifeline)
Beta: The wonderful Gayle, who puts up with my insecurities and ending sentences with prepositions. She deserves a cookie... or a whole plate of cookies.
Feedback: Any, especially since I managed to stay serious for several sentences in a row.
Author's Notes: This is a departure from my usual style of writing. It's basically an excuse for me to put my fannish observations on the evolution of character relationships via naming conventions into a story... or in other words, meta wrapped in a ficcy package. Originally written right after Reunion, but revised a little to hint at the end of "Miller's Crossing". Only a hint though, I don't think anyone will get it but me.


(Cover Art by [livejournal.com profile] trystings ♥)




"Words have meaning and names have power."—Author Unknown


John Sheppard had never really given much thought to names. He knew they had significance, a value beyond just a pretty sound. His first name had various meanings depending on where you looked. Most of them had to do with God being either gracious or merciful. He liked the one that said "the most successful of all people". It didn't describe him at all, but it was a nice thought. His last name was more straight forward: a shepherd, a man who looked over his flock, protecting them from whatever threat that reared its head. Putting them together made him the herder of the most successful of all people. Apparently from birth he was destined to be Rodney McKay's babysitter.

Which is what he was doing right now.

He glanced back in McKay's direction to see that the scientist was still deeply engrossed in the machine he was studying. The newly promoted Colonel Carter had left a few days before, and the IOA was currently reviewing candidates to fill Elizabeth's very big, intimidating shoes. They were temporarily in charge of Atlantis, meaning neither of them were really in a position to be leaving on missions. So when Rodney decided he wanted to investigate one of the outlying towers where the micro-asteroids had penetrated the Ancient architecture, John had jumped at the chance to escape the duties of lead administrator for just a little bit.

Morale in the city was at an all-time low, as everyone was feeling the loss of Elizabeth on some level. John in particular was feeling that loss as the heavy weight of command fell almost completely on his shoulders. There also might have been the expression on Elizabeth's face, forever burned into his mind, as they were forced to leave her behind on the Asuran home world.

Elizabeth had always called him John, she only used his rank or last name when addressing him formally. She knew the first name of each expedition member: the original contingent as well as the new ones who came after the Daedelus rescued them from being stranded that first year. She liked being able to relate to everyone. At first John had just thought it was the politician in her, trying to make people like her by remembering their names. After he got to know her better, he realized that was who she was, and that she wanted to know each of them personally as well as professionally.

McKay cursed loudly, and Sheppard looked up from where he was fingering a small, pinky-sized hole in the wall to see the scientist sucking on his index finger and glaring at the console he had been working on.

"Problems?" John asked lightly.

The glare that had been reserved for misbehaving equipment was redirected to him briefly. "No, I shock myself for fun."

"Hey, what you do on your free time is your own business."

Rodney's nostrils flared as he expelled a frustrated breath, eyes narrowing. "Don't you have paperwork to fill out?"

"Don't you?" John shot back, bobbing his eyebrows in amusement as McKay's face pinched in annoyance. In Elizabeth's absence, Rodney had taken on extra duties as well. "I mean, isn't there some sort of debate you need to be moderating instead of looking at this console?"

"Stuff it!" Rodney spat, shaking his hand as he knelt next to the console again. "I don't need babysitting."

"Maybe I just wanted an excuse to escape too," John muttered, marveling at the damage inflicted on the strong walls by the sheer force and momentum of such a tiny object. He shuddered to think what one of those large meteors might have done. He'd seen what one of the small ones had done to Zelenka up close, and was damn lucky they hadn't lost the Czech to that ill-fated repair trip.

Rodney glanced up at him briefly at that, before dropping his eyes to his work again. "We should probably think about resuming gate activity soon."

"Teyla is anxious to re-establish contact with the new Athosian settlement and check in with them." His hand brushed over the door that led out to the balcony. The kaleidoscope of holes resembled constellations, the sun streaming from the outside lighting up the perforated door like stars. Upon contact with his hand the door swished open, letting in the soft breeze wafting up from the ocean.

Behind him, Rodney didn't look up, but he could hear the scientist pause in his work. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"If you're bored, why don't you go do something more useful than bugging me?"

John rolled his eyes. "I already admitted that I'm hiding. Why would I leave sanctuary?"

"So I can concentrate?"

"Believe it or not, your level of concentration isn't my chief concern, now or ever."

"Why don't you go bug Teyla? I'm sure she'd take great pleasure in beating you down with those sticks of hers, as well as distract any unwanted visitors with a similar offer."

Teyla would too. He'd caught her eyeing him critically the past few days, as if she wanted to say something about looking after himself, but couldn't quite figure out how to phrase it without sounding like Elizabeth or Carson. Two people who he was trying very hard at this moment not to think about, and failing miserably.

She had always been Teyla to him. Never Miss Emmagen. It was first, a mouthful, and secondly, it didn't suit her as much as her first name did. The first year, she referred to everyone by their formal title and name. It was something he had never really questioned. The first time he remembered her calling him by his first name was after Ronon had joined the team, when their jumper had crashed trying to leave Olessia. She might have transitioned to it before then, but that was the moment that stood out in his mind the most.

"But the gym all the way over there." John continued to slowly circle the room, eyeing the patterns left in the tower as if he were an astronomer charting the stars. "Just pretend like I'm not here."

"I've been trying. Oh, I've been trying!" Rodney huffed an annoyed sigh. "Someone, it seems, just wants to chat."

"It's my hiding place too. I can be as loud as I want."

He had circled around enough to where he could see Rodney's face, and watched as the other man's eyes closed in an expression clearly trying to gather his tattered shreds of patience. "I'm sure Ronon then would take pity on you, and you two could hide in the catwalks, running around merrily as you shoot at each other and smash beer cans on your foreheads."

"That was once."

Ronon was like Ford, in the sense that it was never first names from them. It was a soldier thing, a combination of rank restrictions and respect. There was the rare moment when first names slipped, like trying to coax a half-baked Lieutenant out of the woods, or when certain Satedans were trying to get a rise out of his Terran and Athosian friends. It was always "Major" and "sir" with Ford, and exclusively Sheppard with Ronon.

Without thinking about it he began to whistle a tuneless melody.

He couldn't refer to Ronon by his last name though, because every time someone said Dex his mind conjured up the image of the friend he had lost in Afghanistan. So it was Ronon, and that never seemed to bother the Satedan. On that last thought, his whistling ended on a distressed note.

Silence filled the room, and John cautiously glanced at Rodney. The scientist's shoulders were hunched up, and from his angle John could see the physicist's eye twitching. He cleared his throat, looking away somewhat sheepishly. "Whistle while you work?"

A strangled cry of frustration escaped the scientist, and he reared the spanner back, as if he were seriously considering chunking it at Sheppard in an attempt to silence the pilot.

John raised his arms in surrender. "Quiet?"

"Please!"

The room lapsed into blessed silence, and Rodney busied himself with resuming his work without being electrocuted. There was another reason that John didn't want to go and bug his other teammates, as there was something he had to find out. So he made his stealthy approach, being careful to avoid debris as he quietly stepped up behind McKay.

"Whatcha doin'?"

This time the spanner did leave the scientist's hand and collided with the wall with a loud thunk, while the other hand flew to Rodney's breast. He turned wild eyes to Sheppard, before summarily shoving him away.

"Don't do that, you big oaf! What the hell? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Just curious." John shrugged, and reached out to touch the console. Before he could get close his hand was slapped away like a mother correcting an errant child.

"No! Bad!"

He quirked a half-smile at Rodney. "C'mon, let me help. I'm bored."

"Then go do your job!"

"This is much more fun."

"You won't even see it coming! One day you'll walk into a transporter, and you just won't come out!"

"Was that a threat?"

"It's a freaking promise if you don't shut up and stop bugging me!"

"C'mon, Rodney—"

"You're not used to hearing the word 'no', are you? Here, let me find a dictionary to show you how to spell it and clearly define it so your miniscule brain can get it—"

"An act or instance of refusing or denying by the use of the word no."

Rodney blinked. "Did you—did you memorize Webster's definition of the word 'no'?"

It was so hard to keep a straight face doing this, but he continued. "Used as a function word to emphasize a following negative or to introduce a more emphatic, explicit, or comprehensive statement."

"Wait—"

"Used with a following adjective to imply a meaning expressed by the opposite positive statement."

"How many—?"

"Thirteen."

"How much free time do you have on your hands to go around memorizing all of the definitions to the word no?" Rodney cried.

"I figured it would come in handy."

"That's just sad."

"How many definitions do you know?"

"I—" Rodney sputtered. "I have better things to do with my time! Like fixing this stupid console!"

"Meaning you give up."

"Are—are you challenging me to a spelling bee?" Rodney looked very confused.

"Are we in the fourth grade?"

"According to popular opinion, yes."

"Define strange. Go!"

"What? Wait, that's not fair—"

"Not before known, heard, or seen."

"I wasn't ready!"

"Too bad. I'm already up one, hurry, catch up."

"I'm not—"

"Discouraging familiarities; not unlike your preferred method of social interaction."

"That's just low!"

John grinned. "Also, a fundamental quark that has an electric charge of − and a measured energy of approximately 150 MeV."

Rodney just stared at him, unable to come up with words in response, which might have been an actual first for him. Instead, he just looked at his friend with a mixture of respect, disdain, and a good dose of annoyance.

Finally he seemed to find his voice. "I'm going back to work now. Play your Chinese Word Mind Games with someone else, Colonel."

Rodney turned away, and missed seeing Sheppard's grin falter. He'd memorized the definitions the other day, bored out of his skull and desperately trying to find a way to keep from going insane. Unfortunately, the dictionary at Elizabeth's desk had been the only thing he'd been willing to touch. Quietly, he rose to his feet again, returning to the wall to study the damage.

The scientist had started out as the annoying-pain-in-his-ass before they had even arrived in the Pegasus Galaxy the first time, and became "McKay" at some point after leaving the huge chunk of ice where they had all been stationed. He had remained simply "McKay" after coming to Atlantis and joining Sheppard's team. John had surprised himself by introducing him as "Rodney" to the kids on M7G-677. He had been on a first name basis between Elizabeth and Teyla, but then again, he could spend five minutes with them without conversation disintegrating into an Abbot and Costello routine.

"I'm picking up a strange reading from right over there."

"Define strange."

"You're not pouting, are you?" Came the muffled question.

John glanced back to see that the top-half of the scientist's body had disappeared back under the console. He pursed his lips, as his mind drifted back to the conversation over three years ago.

"You don't know what 'strange' means?"

"I know what 'strange' means, Rodney."

"Weird, freakish, odd..."

Strange was the fact that he could remember the exact point where he had started thinking of the man in front of him by his first name. It was inane, it was stupid, and it didn't mean anything, because at the end of the day it was still just a name.

"Colonel?"

"Sorry, Rodney, just thinking."

Because it had crept out only when he had been driven to exasperation by the man. Insulting his intelligence, making him run to the furthest end of the city to fix a grounding station, arguing with him endlessly over the radio on his inability to kill the Super Wraith, rambling off unnecessary advice on out flying nuclear explosions—up to where the scientist's attitude towards Chaya had made him revert back to calling him just McKay for the remainder of that debacle. Hell, even after Doranda, he never stopped being 'Rodney'.

"Thinking? That'll be the day." Rodney snorted, before yelping again after a sizzle of electricity. "Son of a—"

Sheppard tuned out the cursing since the loud complaining meant that the shock hadn't been anywhere close to lethal. One hand started tracing the holes in the wall again, idly wondering if they resembled any real constellations. It was a pointless thought, just like this whole name nonsense.

It wasn't like he had been disturbed by the revelation that at some point he had realized that he had liked the acerbic scientist, or that he had thought of him as a friend. All of his teammates were his friends, they had to be; they had to trust each other in order to survive in this galaxy. It was just that it had come so naturally for him—

"Hello! Dying here!"

Sheppard looked up to see Rodney rubbing his hand furiously. "You're fine."

"Oh? Did you read an entire medical text on electrical shock after the dictionary?"

"You're complaining aren't you?"

"I always complain!"

"My point exactly."

Rodney's face scrunched up. "Fine! But if I start to have a seizure, you better not still be fondling the walls. Do I need to give you two some privacy?"

"Me and the wall will pause in our making out long enough to call someone."

"My gratitude knows no bounds," Rodney muttered, dropping his eyes back to his hands. After a moment he glanced back up at Sheppard suspiciously. "You're quiet."

He pretended like he was still extraordinarily interested in the walls. "I told you, I'm thinking."

"And you couldn't shut up a minute ago!"

"I'm taking your advice."

Rodney's eyes widened. "Oh my god, you're dying aren't you!"

He frowned, forced to finally turn and face the subject of his scrutiny. Fortunately the outburst gave him the perfect reason to stare at him like he had grown a second head. "I'm fine, Rodney."

"What's wrong with you today?"

Over the radio it was Sheppard, since there were multiple military men on Atlantis, and occasionally on off-world missions. Face-to-face, it was always rank, without fail. It never had really occurred to him that Rodney never called him by his first name until Teyla had started. Even then, it was a passing thought, something he hardly noticed. For a while there the man could hardly remember whether John was a major or lieutenant colonel, and it had taken him eight months to even remember how to pronounce Zelenka's last name.

Then a small niggling voice had started to notice that Rodney had moved to calling almost everyone by their first names: Elizabeth, Teyla, Ronon, Radek, Chuck the Gate Technician, Peter, Brendan, Carson—freaking Wraith had first names, Genii leaders did, virtual strangers on other planets, Sam Carter had a first name, whales did—

—but he didn't. Not to Rodney McKay at least.

All of his friends called him by his first name at some point. Elizabeth did it all the time, Teyla now too. Ronon had done it once jokingly. Even Carson, he felt a twinge of pain at thinking of the Scot and tried to force it down, had used it on occasion.

"Colonel?" Rodney was frowning and staring at him in concern.

He forced a grin on his face, hoping it would placate the sudden attention on him. This only caused the frown to deepen.

He had once asked Rodney about it, when he was starting to go batty with the—was it jealousy?—fact that he referred to all of his other friends and perfect strangers by first names, but one John Sheppard was forever relegated to his rank. It had been asked in a far more round-a-bout way, because he wasn't about to let McKay know that it bothered him.

Rodney had snorted, and announced that he barely remembered anyone's name, much less anyone in the military. He had started to say something about respect, but then the ground next to them had exploded. From that point it had been a lot of running, some hysterical screaming from Rodney, and not a lot of time for talking. He hadn't brought it up again after that because that would first make the scientist suspicious. Secondly, he never wanted to wonder if the conversation forced the change in the dynamic. So he shoved it to the back of his mind and forgot about it.

At least he had, until a few minutes ago. He had been staring at the holes in the walls, mind unwillingly replaying his and Zelenka's repair trip. The "leap", the rush repair job, and that conversation, the one he hadn't really been listening to.

"You want to WHAT?"

"Reactivate Weir's nanites."

"That is a terrible, terrible idea."

Fingers snapped in front of his face, bringing him back to the present. Two blue eyes stared at him, not bothering to mask their worry. "Earth to Sheppard."

A more natural grin settled on his features. "We're on Atlantis. Er, New Atlantis—where the hell are we again?"

He saw tension drain out of the other man's shoulders, but the concerned eyes didn't waver from him. "Somewhere new."

"I've reprogrammed them."

"No!"

"John, we are losing her here."

He nodded. "Definitely new."

Rodney eyed him for a moment longer, before slinking back over to his console. "If you and the wall are done consummating your relationship, maybe you can hold a light for me so I'll stop shocking myself."

"You could wear gloves," he said lightly, but grabbed a flashlight and pointed its beam under the console.

"Coming from the man who puts his fingers in light sockets every morning?"

"Is that a hair crack?"

"Yeah," Rodney muttered as he carefully started to taking out cracked pieces of crystals. "Need work?"

"A little."

"Hmph."

It had taken four years for Rodney to call John Sheppard by his first name. Unconsciously his jaw clenched as he held the light steady. Just the one time, for one moment, Rodney had let all of his defenses around Sheppard slip, and John hadn't even noticed.

He spied the faulty wiring and seized the scientist's hand before he shocked himself again. Without a word, John shined the light on the spot, illuminating the problem. Rodney rolled his eyes and yanked his hand away. However he was careful to avoid the area as he ventured back in.

Next time—if there was a next time—John promised himself that he would hear it. And somehow let Rodney know that he noticed.

~Fin~
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[identity profile] etui.livejournal.com 2007-12-08 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Apparently from birth he was destined to be Rodney McKay's babysitter. That was priceless *g*.

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-08 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Hee! Believe it or not I wrote that one in the car, the whole first paragraph actually on my cell phone. (I was not driving... I'm not that suicidal ;) It made an absurd sort of sense when I started dissecting John's name.

[identity profile] kristen999.livejournal.com 2007-12-08 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Wow.

What a wonderful, thoughtful look of John's relationships between all of his friends and team mates. You blended some really great analysis of the use of names, something that's subtle but a real glimpse of a person's viewpoint.

I often wondered many times about who calls him John and who doesn't and I had the same thought about Sheppard's dead friend and Ronon's first name.

This was lovely, all wrapped up in witty banter, capturing John and Rodney's voice perfectly and topped off as a nice coda of the stress Sheppard felt assuming command after Elizabeth left.

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-08 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I really like the idea of the usage of someone's name (first, last, nickname, rank) reflecting upon that relationship, depending on the person of course. I really felt for John during "Lifeline" with all of the stress, and he definitely looked relieved to have that taken from his shoulders with Sam's arrival.

I've actually got several pages of the different incidents. Some of it surprised me. I was sure that John would have reverted to the McKays after "Trinity", but he didn't. After reading through the "Conversion" transcript, I started to wonder if I saw lingering tension between them because I was expecting to. Now I'm going to have to watch again, darn.
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[identity profile] friendshipper.livejournal.com 2007-12-08 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
I really enjoyed this -- interesting look at John's use of names for the people around him, and the way it's evolved over time. I particularly liked the note about John not wanting to call Ronon "Dex" because that's someone else to him. Nice!

(The only thing that niggled at me a little is that I'm pretty sure Rodney stopped calling Sheppard by his rank at the end of season 2. Yes, I'm actually THAT anal -- at one point I was going through S3 transcripts trying to figure out if he still called him Colonel and couldn't find a single instance where he'd referred to him as anything but Sheppard. It's interesting to speculate on ...)

EDIT: Wait, I didn't mean I was going through transcripts after reading your story -- even I'm not THAT anal! Or, for that matter, quite that rude. This was awhile back, for a story I was writing ...

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-08 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Wait, I didn't mean I was going through transcripts after reading your story -- even I'm not THAT anal!

Liar! My confidence is forever shattered! Evil Friendshipper! *sob*

Actually, you pose an interesting thought there. I never noticed him NOT calling him "Colonel", and the start of "Sheppard". And I was so obsessive about this for a while there!

I have several pages worth of transcripts, but I had never noticed that. Now I'm going to have to resume my research to figure that out. If so, I'll have to obviously edit that paragraph (and some tiny things I noticed re-reading just now, d'oh). Funny thing, most of the time, Carson rarely called John anything. It was "Colonel" most of the time, and at least John once during "The Return".

...but now, more research!
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[personal profile] aelfgyfu_mead 2007-12-08 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Lovely details; great job! I especially like the detail about the two Dexes; it bothered me that two of Sheppard's friends would have the same name, but I feel a lot better about thinking that it bothers him, too.

And some good John and Rodney interaction!

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
It has to. I mean, I would have to go over my notes, but I'm like 95% sure that, just like Teyla, he's never referred to Ronon by his last name only. I mean, maybe an oversight on the writer's part, but with the details given... ;)

THanks for the feedback, I'm glad people liked it! I actually waited a month in posting this because I just wasn't sure.

[identity profile] ellex42.livejournal.com 2007-12-09 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
This is just wonderful, especially that Sheppard feels he was destined to be McKay's babysitter. You've really caught the progression and quality of their friendship in this. The mention that their conversations often sound like an Abbott and Costello routine is particularly apt.

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I'm not sure if the writers meant for his name to mean what it does, but it's very interesting when broken down. I love the way their friendship is very slowly built up, and it's interesting when looking back over three and a half years to see how the relationships between everyone has evolved.

The mention that their conversations often sound like an Abbott and Costello routine is particularly apt.

They could sell tickets! The snark I think is what initially hooked me on the show (that, and "I shot him! :D ...in the leg.")

[identity profile] jadesfire2808.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I really, really loved this. Names fascinate me, and it's so striking in SGA, the way that they use them (Carter calling Sheppard 'John' has been bugging me, but that's another matter...)

This was such a great look at the two characters - gentle and easy, with pitch perfect dialogue and just the right ending. Much enjoyed, thanks.

BTW, have friended you to keep track of your writing - hope that's okay!

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you! Names, and particular Atlantis's use of them, caught me too. I was particularly obsessed in the first season, trying to figure out when John would call our favorite scientist "Rodney" or "McKay".

(Carter calling Sheppard 'John' has been bugging me, but that's another matter...)

Me too! I was twitching the first few episodes because I was all "Technically he's lower rank than you, you shouldn't do that!". After thinking about it a while, I'm thinking that he and Carter (and probably the rest of SG-1) probably bonded a little during John's six week stay at the SGC, when they were technically the same rank. Looking at in that light, well, it doesn't bug me quite as much.

BTW, have friended you to keep track of your writing - hope that's okay!

It's always okay! I've friended back, because, well, it's fun! :D

[identity profile] jadesfire2808.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
trying to figure out when John would call our favorite scientist "Rodney" or "McKay".
Out of interest, did you reach a conclusion? As far as I can tell, he uses them pretty interchangeably, leaning towards Rodney when they're together and McKay when referring to him with other people. But that's just a feeling...

That's a good reason for Carter to call him 'John' I guess. I think it's also got to do with her slightly odd situation - Atlantis is still sort of a civilian expedition, which is why they chose a military person with scientific knowledge and experience. So maybe she's just calling everyone by their first names instinctively.

I've friended back, because, well, it's fun!
*grin* Sure, that's what you say now... ;)

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Out of interest, did you reach a conclusion? As far as I can tell, he uses them pretty interchangeably, leaning towards Rodney when they're together and McKay when referring to him with other people. But that's just a feeling...

I did! It evolves.

For season one, on the surface it seemed interchangeable at first until I looked at the dialogue a little closer. (Literally, I have pages.) The first time he called him "Rodney" was when introducing him to the kids in "Childhood's End", but he was being somewhat informal there, I think partly because they were kids. The first time he actually referred to him as Rodney in a conversation was the one quoted from "Underground". Up until "Sanctuary", he only uses Rodney when he's spectacularly frustrated/exasperated with him.

"Sanctuary", well, he's rather annoyed with McKay almost from the get go, so there's a lot of Rodney's in there, right up to the confrontation outside of Chaya's room where he gets pissed, and then he reverts back to McKay for the remainder of the episode.

This trend changes around "The Gift", sort of a turning point, because he's transitioned to using "Rodney" more casually. It's definitely more relaxed, and not during his exasperation at this point. When talking to other people though, it depends on who he's talking to and when. With Ford he refers to him as McKay almost all the time, with Teyla he transitions to referring to him as Rodney near the end of the season. (On a side note, it is also around "The Gift" that Teyla has started to refer to Ford as Aiden, but none of her other teammates yet). I believe with Elizabeth it's "McKay" during the first season.

...and that's just season one! (Aren't you sorry you asked?)

[identity profile] jadesfire2808.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Up until "Sanctuary", he only uses Rodney when he's spectacularly frustrated/exasperated with him.
I kind of get the impression that now it's the other way round. I know he refers to him as 'McKay' to Caldwell, and I can hear him saying "McKaaaay" in a really exasperated voice. So I'm thinking that they're sort of interchangeable, with one for standard 'I'm talking to you' stuff and one for 'what the hell did you do this time?' stuff.

So I'm not sorry at all! This is the kind of thing that makes a huge difference in stories - I'm writing a set at a kind of 'unspecified point post S2' (ie featuring Ronon) where names get used quite a bit, and I'm finding that it really matters for getting the character voices right!

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2007-12-11 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
I get that impression too. As you can see, most of my big analysis is in Season One, but I've got several pages spanning of notes. Give me... hrm, give me a little time to go over them and get back to you on the S2 specifics. I'm thinking you're probably right on the ball, but it's a big helper I think in getting into the right mind frame. I've gotten a little lazy lately and will right whatever, then go back and sort of say it in my head to see if it sounds right, rather than analyzing it ;)

[identity profile] darsynia.livejournal.com 2008-04-20 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Putting them together made him the herder of the most successful of all people. Apparently from birth he was destined to be Rodney McKay's babysitter.

ILU. I did not see that coming, even though I should have, and wow. AWESOME. *snuggles in to read the rest*

I really like John's ruminations about Ronon's last name and its significance for him in terms of the friend he lost. It's a great point, and I wonder if the show managed that accidentally or on purpose...

*dies* John's dictionary definition! SO John, there. Annoying, smart-alecky, and slightly geeky.

Ohhh, really liked that! SEQUELL!!!!

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2008-05-01 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Ack, I'm a notoriously late replier. Bad me.

I'm so glad you enjoyed the story it was one of those things I had been writing for a long time, because I really dig name analysis and what it means for character interaction/relationships.

The Dex/Ronon thing bothered me a little, because I suspect it was an accident, as they never addressed it at all in the episodes (or maybe they were planning to and they dropped the ball on that). When I think about it, though, I'm not sure anyone has really called Ronon by his last name only.

And John is definitely the closet, dictionary-reading geek. XD

[identity profile] talimenios79.livejournal.com 2008-04-20 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
Lovely story.

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2008-05-01 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you! :D

[identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com 2008-04-20 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
I liked this a lot. The banter was very them and the voices spot on.

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2008-05-01 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I love these two, because their dialogue just writes itself at times -- unless it's a serious conversation, then it's like pulling teeth.

[identity profile] secretbutterfly.livejournal.com 2008-06-19 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
This was lovely. :-) Really enjoyed reading John's observations of names.

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2008-07-02 01:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Aw, thanks :) I'm just fascinated by the way SGA uses names. I'm not sure if it's completely intentional the way they do it, but it seems to say a lot about the characters and their relationships with each other.

[identity profile] secretbutterfly.livejournal.com 2008-07-13 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
I agree. I once looked up the meanings of some of SG-1's names and discovered something similar.

[identity profile] 2bluaeryn.livejournal.com 2009-02-04 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Really like this. I love the turn on how John relects on his name as relativie to his relations with others in this case Rodney.

Nicely done.

[identity profile] greyias.livejournal.com 2009-02-04 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I have a special place in my heart for this story, as it really got me thinking about the relationship of names to emotion, which has come in handy in other stories since then :)