Love Letters
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Yesterday's post filled me with even more longing for pilots than I already had. But I also felt comforted that all you other shippers get it, too, and that's why you and I keep coming back. Today, I'm going to tap into a little bit of that loving feeling, but from a character perspective.
Write (or create) a letter about love, declaring love, mentioning love, referring to love (or interest!), decrying love, or making jokes about love as it pertains our pilots. You can also write a little drabble about a letter or describing the actions that happened because of a letter. But something about letter should be included.
To do this, you MUST assume ONE THING: These letters take at least one or two weeks to arrive at their destination. Call it cylon interference, or a burgeoning Pony Express, I don't care - but keep that assumption in mind. This is not a chat or email - make it paper. Other forms could be postcards, invitations, announcements, formal reprimands(!), or if you're Kara, something scrawled on a bar napkin. It's up to you.
Some Examples: Assume any backstory, setting, AU or situation. Be as creative as you like. No Takebacks.
1. Lee is stuck on a long distance posting, he and Kara have been dating and he misses her.
2. Teenage Kara is writing to Helo because she's bored and she *might* have to mention this new guy that's transferred to her school.
3. Lee is writing a letter to Kara on their Tenth wedding anniversary. He knows she's going to laugh, but he also knows that she keeps (and re-reads) all of his "stupid" letters.
4. Bill is writing a letter to Lee about his new cabin in the mountains and wonders how pilots are doing.
5. Kara's therapist, the one she finally went to after Lee insisted, tells her she has to write a letter to her dead mother.
6. Kara needs to break the big news to Lee.
7. Lee and Kara are penpals during middle school.
8. Lee and Kara send a postcard to the other pilots from their honeymoon beach vacation.
9. Kara finally answers Lee's last letter.
10. Lee gets a Dear John letter. It's bullshit and he does something about it.
Awwww....Get schmoopy, sad, happy, cracky. There are a thousand more scenarios, of course. I can't wait to see what y'all come up with.
I LOVE YOU SHIPPER NATION! *MWAH*
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Broken Part 1
Date: 2010-11-12 07:44 pm (UTC)“Glad you’re back.” The paper drops to the beat up as he stands, straightens his pants and pivots towards her.
“Yeah, you didn’t have to stay.”
“I wanted to make sure…”
“I’m fine, Lee.” She snaps at him. She jams her hands onto her hips, forgetting one is broken. Nearly bites through her lips as pain shoots up her right arm.
He looks past her to the kitchen. Not giving her the satisfaction of mocking his pity. “I’m going to get something to eat. Want something?”
“Whatever.” She shrugs. She‘s distracted by the mess left at the table. Books and papers, Lee’s book and papers all over the floor, make her wince again.
She hears his distinct cadence up the stairs. He pauses longer on the left foot than the right. It’s more obvious when he’s in hurry or upset. But the door closes almost gently behind him. Which confuses her.
Across the tale she sees the divot in the wall. Where she broke her hand. Good one, Thrace. Now you’re going to have to talk about why writing a letter to your dead mother made you slam your fist through a wall.
Shame sets in once she’s alone. She should clean up the mess. Physical one. Reaching the dining table, Kara is stopped by a yellow mailer in the middle of Lee’s pages. It’s hard to open with only one good hand, but she wiggles the folded letter out and smoothes it against the grain of the table.
Dear Mrs. Thrace,
Normally Kara would be the one to write you this, but she’s having a hard time lately. I mustered out at the end of the summer and started law school. I think she’s afraid I’ll discover we have nothing in common but flying. I know she’s wrong. I didn’t even know she was a pilot when I met her just that she was beautiful and funny. I do know that she turned down a posting on a Battlestar to stay at the Academy teaching so we could stay close. I’m not supposed to know that, but she left the transfer paper work on her desk. (I peaked.)
Her therapist assigned this letter to her because he thinks she has things she needs to tell you. She doesn’t talk much about her childhood. I know it was rough. I’m proud of her everyday for making it through. I do my best to make sure she’s as happy as she can let herself. She deserves to be happy. To love and be loved. I’m sorry that you didn’t believe that was true. Kara Thrace deserves to be loved. You really missed out on knowing the wonderful, resilient woman has grown-up to be.
Re: Broken Part 2
Date: 2010-11-12 07:44 pm (UTC)Balling it up, she throws it as hard as she can at that godsdamned spot in the wall. It’s not heavy enough and tumbles off the far side of the table. Watching it fall, she thinks Lee will be upset if he finds what she did with his note. She drops to her knees and begins to crawl after the balled up page, forgetting her hand just long enough to bear her weight on it. She gasps at the sharp stabbing in her arm, but the tears are all for Lee’s words. The ones she can’t live up to.
“I got noodles. Quickest, you know!” Lee calls from the top of the stairs. When there’s no answer he calls again. “Kara!”
She’s still under the table. Tears drying to her face. Her hand hurting so much that she’s afraid to move from the floor. She stares, guilt filling cloudy hazel eyes, at the crumpled letter half way to the wall.
Without a word, Lee joins her under the table. Unwrapping chop sticks and stirring the noodles. Kara doesn’t look at him but smiles down at her food. Carrots and tiny corn cobs. He always remembers.
They’re nearly done eating when she begins to mumble. “Won’t even be able to fly the frakking Sims. Frakking hand. Frakking doctor. Frakking letter.” Try as she might, it’s not anger that bubbling over but tears she’s hoped to hid. Taking a breath she thinks she can keep it in, but her mouth is opening, the last words drop out. “Frakking Mama. I hate her. I frakking hate her, Lee.”
“I know.” He whispers. He pulls her into his chest rubs her shoulders and neck as she sobs into his shirt. “I know.”
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Date: 2010-11-12 08:06 pm (UTC)Nicely done, bb.
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Date: 2010-11-12 08:22 pm (UTC)Great work!
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Date: 2010-11-12 10:22 pm (UTC)(Made me cry too. *blush*)
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Date: 2010-11-12 10:32 pm (UTC)OMG, I WANT TO HOLD KARA TOO!!!!
this was excellent. thank you.
cheers.
--Lex
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Date: 2010-11-12 08:05 pm (UTC)*squishes him*
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