DPP - Game on!

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The posting rules are simple.

• You can only post reactions and dialog for your chraracter
• Give others a chance to respond (If it takes too long, I'll try and jump in and move things along w/out trying to do too much altering to the character)

That's it!  I know this may or may not work and if it doesn't then at least we tried.  Also, we sadly have no Adama or Roslin so if you want to write appearances by them then go for it....they are the wild card characters open to anyone. For now let's say they are both in sickbay and Doc Cottle is getting Adama patched up post fight.

Some people won't be around until later tonight so try to remember that!  Our Starbuck might be modded a bit by Tara until Ray gets home so that we can keep pilots in motion.  To get the game going I'm going to post as a deckhand (so excuse the poor writing skills please)

We start our game at the very end of UB.  Starbuck and Apollo are laying bloodied and battered on the mat of the boxing ring.  Slowly the crowd starts to thin out and all the crew can talk about is Maj. Adama and Capt. Thrace.  The whispers and theories about what happened so long ago on New Caprica to cause their rift echo off the bulkheads.  Finally Col. Tigh steps out of the ring and orders everyone but the knuckledraggers off the deck and for them to get it back to combat ready status.  It’s 15 minutes later, the bleachers are stacked, tables are stowed and the only thing left to dismantle is the ring but Starbuck and Apollo are still laying in it.  The deck gang is trying to decide who is going to be the one to say something to them….

ETA:  Rooms are added, if there is any place you specifically want to work from let me know. I'm adding an OOC comment at the end so put all your comments, needs or questions there....i figure its best to have it all in one place.

EDIT 11:30PM EST:  Hey everyone!  Thanks so much for joining in, we've started it a bit and kind of established where everyone is.  We've been discussing keeping this going for a few days and posting jumps ahead and what not in the coming days.  Please continue to add anything into this thread, make your character interact in the established places or if you want to start a new "room" just let me know.  Tomorrow there will be a post about continuing the story.  Thanks again for all your patience while we figure it out, I hope you enjoy playing and reading!

The No Takebacks RPG Cast List

Character	Role Player
Starbuck	rayruz
Apollo	taragel
Helo	amaliak
Sam	ninety6tears
Dee	lotus79
Chief	ddt73
Cally	thrace_adama
Adama	sci_fi_shipper
Cottle	thegreenkitty
Racetrack	ninjamonkey73
Kat	jeneviverose
Athena	angelicalangie
Tigh	mserrada
Specialist 22	nazkey
Guest Starring	stripes13

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CAG'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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A double rack, lockers and a small desk make up the private quarters of the CAG

Re: CAG'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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Lee walked through the hatch to his quarters, only to find it empty. The bed was neatly made and his gaze flew to the clock on the wall. Gods, it was already 0600. He had no idea it was so late. Or, early, rather. Dee was probably catching a bite to eat before her shift.

He debated whether he should go down to the mess, try to catch her. But no, that wasn't fair. He needed to tell her this privately.

Because his mind was made up. Regardless of what happened with Kara, he couldn't do this anymore. He was living a lie. He loved Dee, but...not enough. Not the way she deserved to be loved.

Moving to the closet, Lee pulled out a duffel bag and headed to his locker. The ship was crowded but he'd find a berth somewhere. It wasn't right to stay here. He couldn't share a bed with Dee, while he was thinking about Kara. Even though it wouldn't be the first time, it somehow seemed like far more of a betrayal now, that the possibility of it becoming a reality seemed actually in his reach once again.

Lee opened his locker and began to pack.

Re: CAG'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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In her haste to leave quarters before Lee came back, Dee realises she has forgotten a report she'd promised the admiral.

She hopes she'll be able to get in and out before Lee returns but swinging the hatch open reveals no such luck. He's there. And he's clearly already packing. Even though she has suspected this would be the outcome, she didn't expect it quite so soon. And she didn't expect him to try to sneak out like this. It feels like a knife to the heart.

She's surprised at how controlled her voice sounds. How cool. "You're going then?"

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Lee's startled by the words. He'd been so entirely in his head that he hadn't even heard her come in. And now, looking at her, his earlier confidence deserts him momentarily. He expected tears or accusations, not this calm, cool response. The tables are turned suddenly, and he feels unprepared and flummoxed.

"I... Dee..." He stops and starts, words failing him and takes a deep breath. "I'm so sorry." For the second time tonight, his apology feels completely inadequate for the situation.

Re: CAG'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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Dee wonders if she has a right to feel angry at him now. After all, she knew what she was getting into when she married him. "I wish I could believe you," she tells him in the same cool voice.

She cuts him off before he can reply. "I can't talk about this now, I have a duty shift."

Whether she has the right or not, she realises that she is angry.

Re: CAG'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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Frustration ripples through him, though the gods know he has no right to feel frustrated. How many times has he lied to her in the past two years? That he was perfectly happy. That he was just tired or stressed. That Kara Thrace was a part of his past. Is it any wonder she doesn't believe him?

And the irony of it all is that he is sorry. Maybe more now than ever before.

"Dee, wait," he says, and steps closer, touching her arm, "I am sorry, truly. I know you probably won't believe me and I deserve that. I do. But I never meant to hurt you. You're amazing. You're so strong, and you supported me, believed in me, when no one else did, not even myself." He shook his head. "I guess I wanted to believe I could be the guy you saw in me. But I'm not him. I'm selfish and weak, and I make bad decisions. And this is absolutely one of them. But I don't want to lie to you anymore. I don't want to lie to myself." He took a deep breath. "You were right about what you said when I proposed to you. I love you, but there will always be a part of my heart that I can't give you. And you deserve so much more than that. So much more than this."

He squeezed her arm and leaned in, brushing his lips against her forehead. Gods, was this it? The end of his marriage in one five-minute conversation. He felt sick, but relief was warring with the nausea churning his stomach. This is what he needed, a clean slate.

"We can talk later if you want to, but..." he cringed a little at his own boldness, "I'm...sure about this." Lee reached into his pocket and withdrew the band he'd slipped off earlier and placed it on the nightstand. The clink of the metal on metal was loud in the silent chamber. He picked up his bag.

"I'll grab a bunk with the pilots, if you need me." He stepped to the hatch and took one long, last regretful look at his wife. Then he turned and left quarters, in search of a new beginning.

Re: CAG'S PRIVATE QUARTERS - completed thread

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Dee blinks at the closed hatch for a few seconds. Her forehead burns where he kissed her.

His ring sits on the nightstand like an accusation of her biggest failing - not being Kara Thrace.

She tosses it in a drawer, grabs her report and heads to her CIC shift.