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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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From:

scifishipper.livejournal.com

Bill stretched each arm and eased his back muscles under the spray, letting the jets massage each sore spot. He washed his face carefully, wincing as the soap stung his stitches and all of the other minor scrapes the Chief had inflicted.

As he stood under the water, Tigh's words about Lee and Kara came back into his mind. It still didn't make any sense to him. Granted, he'd been surprised when Lee had gotten married to Dee so suddenly after the ground-breaking celebration, but he had chalked it up to the spirit of finding the new planet. He'd never made the connection between Kara's marriage and Lee's. And even when he considered it now, it didn't really make sense. Maybe Saul had gotten his facts wrong; he just couldn't imagine the two of them together.

Rinsing his hair and face one more time, he twisted the water off and reached for the towel, briefly forgetting his ribs and catching his breath as the sharp pain shot through his side. Frak. He was going to have to get used to this limited range of motion.

With slow movements, he drug the towel over his skin and dabbed at the cuts on his face. He didn't look that much better, but he felt like he might survive. A cloud of steam rushed out the door as he opened it and stepped back into his quarters to dress in clean clothes. He hoped Laura didn't mind his casual apparel - he couldn't manage a uniform just now.

Finally dressed and ready to face her, Bill walked towards the front of his quarters to find Laura sitting on the sofa, her neck stretched out with her head back against the soft leather. She looked quite lovely.

Bill cleared his throat and spoke, "That helped. I feel like I can move now." He smiled, picked up his drink and sat down in a wide leather chair across from her. He winced as the pain in his ribs flared.

From:

kdbleu.livejournal.com

Laura lifted her head and met Bill’s eyes. “You’re thinking about what Saul said. About Lee and Kara Thrace?” She raised an eye brow and threw back the rest of her drink. The whiskey stung all the way down.

“Another?” She stood up from the couch. She was going to need liquid courage, and she had a strong feeling that Bill was going to need physical space if this conversation was going to get going.

From:

scifishipper.livejournal.com

"Boy, you really get right to it, don't you?" He laughed a little and shook his head against her offer of more whiskey. "No, thank you. I'm fine."

Edited Date: 2010-11-28 03:25 am (UTC)

From:

kdbleu.livejournal.com

"But I know that you were." She dodged the coffee table and made her way back to the bar. It was a risk either way, but she thought Kara was an easier route in.

"I was. Have you ever known Kara to be happy? Really happy? I got to know her a bit on New Caprica before... I just wonder if she was a happy as everyone thought." Pouring herself another drink, Laura leaned back for a moment and paused to take in the man who commanded not just the fleet but this room densely packed with familiarity and history.

From:

scifishipper.livejournal.com

"Kara's a puzzle, I'll admit that. I can't say if she's been happy. We're at war - it's not a time for happiness." Bill thought for a moment, remembering Kara's wedding ceremony.

"She seemed happy the day she got married, although that doesn't always last, especially under these conditions." He appraised Laura. "Why, what do you know?"

He settled back into his chair and waited for her to speak.

From:

kdbleu.livejournal.com

"She and Sam, they played a lot, pyramid. They entertained at the bar." Laura ran a finger along the edge of the bar as she stepped back towards the couch. "But something... Kara always had a spark. Something was different even before they... I hadn't thought about it really until Saul..." She trailed off again as she reached the couch and sat down again.

From:

scifishipper.livejournal.com

"Hadn't thought about what?" Something in her tone caught his attention.

From:

kdbleu.livejournal.com

She took a good sip off her glass and swallowed hard. This was going to take all of her gumption, and it might very well blow up in her face. "What about Lee? I thought he and Dee would come down to the surface, really enjoy the peace."

From:

scifishipper.livejournal.com

Bill shook his head. "No. Lee had a duty to perform on Pegasus. And you're sidestepping. What hadn't you thought about? What about Kara?" He was starting to get annoyed by her vagueness. Saul had been the same way, both hinting instead of coming out with it.

From:

kdbleu.livejournal.com

"Bill, I've..." She stopped for moment looking away for a moment. "Kara wasn't there. I used to find her late at night out away from the lights watching the sky. One night there were a bunch of kids ran up to her asking what she was doing. She started telling them about how to tell the difference between all the different ships I thought she watched because she missed flying, but when the Pegasus came passed, she just stopped and yelled at all the kids to leave her alone. She didn't know I was there, but she stayed watching until, I guess, the Pegasus was gone. The lights I thought were the Pegasus were gone. She just melted into the dirt."

This wasn't working. Laura finished her drink. "She missed him, Bill. I don't know why I didn't know. I should have, but Kara missed your son. Whatever happened between them, she missed him."

From:

scifishipper.livejournal.com

Bill watched Laura speak, impatient for an explanation. At her final words, he dipped his head, frowning and staring into his glass. She missed him. He had to admit that it added a different spin to things. He realized that he'd been thinking that the two of them had a fling or a one night something, but hearing Laura's words made him realize that maybe it had been more.

Bill rose stiffly from his seat, grimacing. He needed to think about all of this and he needed to talk to Lee. Whatever had gone on, it seemed that now there were repercussions.

He gave Laura a warm smile. "Thank you, Laura. You've given me a lot to think about, but I'm afraid my old beat up body has got to get some sleep. Can I show you out?" His tone was soft but firm.

From:

kdbleu.livejournal.com

"No, I know the way. You rest up." Laura returned the warmth of his smile as she moved to the hatch. "Good-night, Bill."

From:

scifishipper.livejournal.com

He followed her there anyway, pausing at the hatch to ask one of his guards to escort the President to her ship. "Goodnight, Laura," he said, watching her walk away.

The guard closed the hatch and Bill walked through his quarters, flicking off lights and finding his rack in the dim light of one small lamp. He eased is tired body into the rack and let out a deep sigh. Of all the things he expected from the Dance, finding out that Kara might have been in love with his son was not one of them.

His thoughts on the matter lasted only seconds before his exhaustion overtook him and he fell into a dreamless sleep.

Edited Date: 2010-11-28 05:14 am (UTC)