Poof? What Poof?
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sci_fi_shipper, aka Heather, and I will be driving the DPP train this week. For my first post, I'm going all the way to the very end.
Imagine the poof never happened. Nor did something else...
Kara leaned against a tree watching the two men walk together, father and son, arms linked, strolling alongside the sparkling river. The planet was beautiful, everything that Laura had said it would be, all that Kara had hoped it could be. As she watched them come towards her, she felt at peace, calm in the knowledge that she had fulfilled her destiny; she’d jumped to the right coordinates, she’d led them to their end.
Something had shifted inside her that day when the blue and white planet had come into view. No longer was she the disconnected harbinger of death, experiencing life on the fringes, watching, participating, but never fully living. Now, she felt like her old self, alive, vibrant, ready to leave her destiny behind and to begin her own journey on her own terms.
Lee smiled as he walked towards her, face bright and young and fresh with hope. With his eyes on Kara, he squeezed his father’s arm and the two men parted ways. Adama smiled sadly at Kara before he turned to leave and she knew why: Laura did not have long. She’d played her part in their journey – the dying leader whose final step was about to be taken.
As they watched the older man walk away, Kara reached out for Lee's hand. They began to walk along the river, strolling quietly for a while before Kara spoke, “So, what were you and the old man talking about?”
Lee glanced over at her and smiled. “I was telling dad about the plans to start fresh on this new planet. A decision to leave it all behind - the ships, the technology, the weapons. To try not to make the same mistakes we did before. We’re going to take a vote – put it to the people. Let them decide what kind of future to have.”
Kara stopped walking. Their arms stretched out, fingers still linked until Lee faced her with a curious expression.
“You’re doing what?” she asked, incredulous.
“We’re thinking of sending the technology into the sun. We don’t need it. We can start over, leave it all behind. Start with a clean slate.” He smiled at her, proud of his idea.
“Lee,” she said, closing the gap between them to plant a brief kiss on his lips. “That is the stupidest idea I have ever heard.”
Now what? What does their life look like? How do you imagine they would contribute to the new society? What would their lives look like on a daily basis? Would they be leaders or have a supporting role? What special expertise would they offer to the new society? Would they go off into the mountains or help build their new life with the others.
And, of course, what would they do together now that they have the time, the freedom, and the safety, with no restrictions, to simply be together. Kara and Lee on Earth. What say you?
ETA: Now with "Foreman Kara" and Lee building their very own dream home. Hee. ;)
ETA: NOW WITH COMIC BOOK KARA AND LEE! WOOO HOOO!!!!!!!!
sci_fi_shipper, aka Heather, and I will be driving the DPP train this week. For my first post, I'm going all the way to the very end. Imagine the poof never happened. Nor did something else...
Kara leaned against a tree watching the two men walk together, father and son, arms linked, strolling alongside the sparkling river. The planet was beautiful, everything that Laura had said it would be, all that Kara had hoped it could be. As she watched them come towards her, she felt at peace, calm in the knowledge that she had fulfilled her destiny; she’d jumped to the right coordinates, she’d led them to their end.
Something had shifted inside her that day when the blue and white planet had come into view. No longer was she the disconnected harbinger of death, experiencing life on the fringes, watching, participating, but never fully living. Now, she felt like her old self, alive, vibrant, ready to leave her destiny behind and to begin her own journey on her own terms.
Lee smiled as he walked towards her, face bright and young and fresh with hope. With his eyes on Kara, he squeezed his father’s arm and the two men parted ways. Adama smiled sadly at Kara before he turned to leave and she knew why: Laura did not have long. She’d played her part in their journey – the dying leader whose final step was about to be taken.
As they watched the older man walk away, Kara reached out for Lee's hand. They began to walk along the river, strolling quietly for a while before Kara spoke, “So, what were you and the old man talking about?”
Lee glanced over at her and smiled. “I was telling dad about the plans to start fresh on this new planet. A decision to leave it all behind - the ships, the technology, the weapons. To try not to make the same mistakes we did before. We’re going to take a vote – put it to the people. Let them decide what kind of future to have.”
Kara stopped walking. Their arms stretched out, fingers still linked until Lee faced her with a curious expression.
“You’re doing what?” she asked, incredulous.
“We’re thinking of sending the technology into the sun. We don’t need it. We can start over, leave it all behind. Start with a clean slate.” He smiled at her, proud of his idea.
“Lee,” she said, closing the gap between them to plant a brief kiss on his lips. “That is the stupidest idea I have ever heard.”
Now what? What does their life look like? How do you imagine they would contribute to the new society? What would their lives look like on a daily basis? Would they be leaders or have a supporting role? What special expertise would they offer to the new society? Would they go off into the mountains or help build their new life with the others.
And, of course, what would they do together now that they have the time, the freedom, and the safety, with no restrictions, to simply be together. Kara and Lee on Earth. What say you?
ETA: Now with "Foreman Kara" and Lee building their very own dream home. Hee. ;)
ETA: NOW WITH COMIC BOOK KARA AND LEE! WOOO HOOO!!!!!!!!
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Date: 2010-11-09 05:16 am (UTC)Kara grabs for the remote as Lee opens the door, but not quite fast enough.
"Was that...Indiana Jones? In Lego form? With a little Lego whip?" he asks, unshouldering his bag and setting it down.
"It's got sentimental value!" Kara says defensively, clutching the controller in one hand. "I used to play it in college. You know, people say it's the weakest game of the Lego franchise, but frankly, I gotta disagree. The graphics may not have the sophistication of the later games, and you don't have all the play options of the Lego Harry Potter, but Lego Indy, he just does it for me."
"Ohhh-kay," Lee says. "Do I need go find somewhere else to be for a couple of hours?" He sits down on the couch beside her, taking all the threat out of his words.
"Not like that." Kara punches him in the shoulder, gesturing with the controller in her other hand. "It just reminds me of the good times, all breakin' shit into bits all night and skipping class. But you try telling a serious gamer you like the Lego series. Seriously. You can't tell anybody. Tell them you caught me singing that song from the end of Portal instead."
"These aren't good times?" Lee asks, backtracking in the conversation.
Kara finally puts down the controller. "You're an idiot, Adama."
"I know," he says happily.
"I'm glad you're home, though," she says, leaning in to kiss him hard. "Come on. Let's go see if you can press A and B at the same time."
"If you're lucky, maybe I'll find the X button," he tells her, following her to the bedroom.
She laughs, delighted. "One up, Adama!"
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Date: 2010-11-09 05:22 am (UTC)Poor Lee. He tries hard. He's getting pretty good at Wii Boxing, though.
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Date: 2010-11-09 06:00 am (UTC)MADE OF WIN.
hee.
cheers.
--Lex
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Date: 2010-11-09 07:38 am (UTC)**hums the tune to Super Mario Bros**
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