DPP: Fight or Frak

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

So one of the things I love most about our fair pilots is their duality, the oppostes and compliments. And I’ve chosen on of these dualities for each day this week. So to start…




Fight or Frak!






Now go be inspired… write, discuss, argue! And have fun!

Comments

[word-vomity.livejournal.com]

Gah! Love that they are ALL THINGS! Hated and loved & friend and foe & the fighting just makes the frakking better and vice versa. Pilots fill all roles for one another. *sigh*

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

Pilots fill all roles for one another. *sigh*

They so are. :)

[workerbee73.livejournal.com]

My brain is still addled from vodka writing, but I just have to say that this is one of my most favoritest aspects of pilots for deep-seated, primitive, elemental reaosns that I cannot even explain.

I just know that when I see it, I say "YES PLEASE."

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

It's one of my favortite aspects of their relationship too. It's like they don't know wht to do with each other when thngs start to feel real.

[workerbee73.livejournal.com]

HA! Now I need a "SHIT JUST GOT REAL" pilots icon. :D

It's so true. And I think when it comes to each other, they just feel too deeply, and it scares the hell out of them. So they often lash out with violence. They're not used to running with so much emotion, and so I think sometimes it gets converted into something much more comfortable and familiar.

[rirenec.livejournal.com]

Kara settles back in her rack, feeling the weight of every hit. Feeling the burn in every rib. The ache in her hands and the stab where the cartilage vibrates with tenderness in her nose.

Shallow breaths, painkillers and easy movements will be her main goals in the next few days. That and something else...

She looks across to where Lee eases back into his own rack. His one eye purple and swollen from the cut that Helo gave him. Below, his lip livid from her punches, as are his cheeks and nose. Across his chest she can see the redness that will soon darken into black. She doesn’t want to look at her own body. Her stomach feels like a train has hit it.

She chuckles just before wincing from the effort. It draws Lee’s one good eye over to her.

They look at one another. Connnect. And then despite the pain, they grin. Heat floods through her. His eye becoming a caress across the battered remains of her body.

She licks her cut lip and then she watches as he twitches with more energy than she has right at this moment. Then how he sighs, his own aches reminding him of how that they’re in no shape for this tonight.

“Good fight, Starbuck,” he whispers throatily.

She has to swallow first. “You know it, Apollo.”

He hisses as he twists around to rest on his back.

“Night Kara.”

“G’night, Lee,” she replies, wriggling until her ribs don’t feel like they wish to break apart. “Dunno about you, but…”

There’s a rustle of cloth as he twists to her. “Humm?”

“Fancy a private re-match, cuz in my books that was a draw.”

“And?”

“I hate losing. A draw needs settling.”

Lee smirks, then groans.

“Okay, re-match. But not tomorrow.”

“Oh…” she mutters in a leading voice.

“Oh?”

She leans up on one elbow to give him a heated look. “Oh,” she whispers, her voice deeper and raw.

It was Lee’s turn to swallow. “Oh,” he repeats.

Kara smiles and then rests back once more to try and forget everything else except tomorrow and getting better, because she’s done with the fighting part. Now comes the frakking.

[requialexa.livejournal.com]

Niiiiiiiiiiice.

*sigh*

Loved the understanding between them, the tension, the palpable desire.

*demands more*

:D

[rirenec.livejournal.com]

Hee, I do like 'ol fisticuffs pilots, I must admit. Glad you liked :)

[wicked-sassy.livejournal.com]

Love this! K & L do such a slow burn... and then fiery, sizzling hot. The last line paragraph is perfect.

[rirenec.livejournal.com]

Hee, thanks! Glad you liked it! :) Pilots giving each other saucy eyes.

[embolalia.livejournal.com]

Yay! Other lovely pilots thing that so works here: they can say almost anything without words. Of course, that does get them in trouble from time to time...

[rirenec.livejournal.com]

Too busy fighting and eye frakking to talk, lol! Thanks.

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

I love the 'ohs'. Saying it out loud was never their strong suit. :D

[rirenec.livejournal.com]

Ooh ah pilots! Thanks for this :) Glad you liked.

[rdave1.livejournal.com]

Their silent understandings were such a great part of their relationship.

[rirenec.livejournal.com]

Thanks :) Glad you liked laconic pilots flirting post fighting.

[requialexa.livejournal.com]

One of the first things I adored about them was that they hit each other. What does that say about me? I think it's the inherent equality. I'd write more but there are people bothering me to do other things that they think are more important! Silly.

[word-vomity.livejournal.com]

One of the first things I adored about them was that they hit each other. What does that say about me?

Idk girl, but whatever it says about you it also says about me. Every punch screams of their love. Haha. That's so messed up! :)

[requialexa.livejournal.com]

Idk girl, but whatever it says about you it also says about me. Every punch screams of their love.

I pointed out the punching post Baltar to my dh and swooned about it and he just looked at me and asked, "You want me to hit you?!" "Like that, I do!" Oh, bless him...he hasn't yet :)

[word-vomity.livejournal.com]

Bless him indeed!! :)

(i'm not certain the swooniness of it would translate so well IRL) Lol!

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

There is something really wonderful about the comfort and equality they find in each other that allows them to be so physically brutal and honest.

[requialexa.livejournal.com]

There is something really wonderful about the comfort and equality they find in each other that allows them to be so physically brutal and honest.

Reads like poetry! That times a million.

[kdbleu.livejournal.com]

I try. *blush*