It was a mystery to everyone later how exactly the beach umbrella had ended up in CiC hanging upside down under the DRADIS console. How it could have been placed there with noone on duty knowing was a source of genuine confusion and Tigh, in particular, was said to be livid.
The two people concerned would certainly never tell for a number of reasons, not the least of which was because that would lead to the Commander knowing who was responsible rather than merely suspecting.
Of course, the other major reason was because the culprits themselves were not entirely sure. Kara remembered the most. It had involved a full bottle of Ambrosia, which in the morning was mysteriously empty. Well, maybe not so mysteriously given the size of her headache and the green hue to Lee's face.
There was certainly a hazy memory of putting out calls over Galactica's communication system in various hilarious voices for various members of the staff in the CiC graveyard shift to report urgently around the ship. She had remembered giving Lee the task of deploying the umbrella, using the reasoning that even when drunk she would be better able to improvise a diversion.
Of the rest she was blank and even she was confused about how the addition had still been there at the start of the day, but she knew she would always cherish the memory of the faces of the senior staff when they had noticed the addition to CiC. If only she'd had a camera...
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Date: 2011-05-17 01:02 am (UTC)The two people concerned would certainly never tell for a number of reasons, not the least of which was because that would lead to the Commander knowing who was responsible rather than merely suspecting.
Of course, the other major reason was because the culprits themselves were not entirely sure. Kara remembered the most. It had involved a full bottle of Ambrosia, which in the morning was mysteriously empty. Well, maybe not so mysteriously given the size of her headache and the green hue to Lee's face.
There was certainly a hazy memory of putting out calls over Galactica's communication system in various hilarious voices for various members of the staff in the CiC graveyard shift to report urgently around the ship. She had remembered giving Lee the task of deploying the umbrella, using the reasoning that even when drunk she would be better able to improvise a diversion.
Of the rest she was blank and even she was confused about how the addition had still been there at the start of the day, but she knew she would always cherish the memory of the faces of the senior staff when they had noticed the addition to CiC. If only she'd had a camera...