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no_takebacksHey Shippers! Hope you're all having a fantastic Tuesday. :)
First, a bit of an update on the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Today I thought we'd do a round-robin fic, but I've added a bit of a twist to things. I'll start things off with a cap and the beginning of the story. After my section is done, I'll post another cap and the next person has to continue the story based on that picture. So with each section of the fic, a cap must be included at the end to direct the next person where to take things. If you get to a point where you think that story has ended, you can finish the fic, but you must start a new story up and include a cap*. Go it? Then, let's go!!!
*Need a cap? Good places to look are black-celebration and disparue
"Apollo, you son of a bitch! Who the frak do you think you are, grounding me without even giving me the heads up?"
Chief Tryol stopped his repairs on yet another damaged Viper to watch a very pissed Kara Thrace search the hanger deck for Galactica's CAG. At least he assumed she was looking for Apollo. He'd seen Starbuck's grounding orders this morning and figured those orders could only come from one person.
First, a bit of an update on the
no_takebacks challenge. There is still time to get your requests in here. I'll be posting a master list of all the requests either later today or tomorrow. Also, be sure to participate in the poll about the issue or extending the reveal deadline by one week.Today I thought we'd do a round-robin fic, but I've added a bit of a twist to things. I'll start things off with a cap and the beginning of the story. After my section is done, I'll post another cap and the next person has to continue the story based on that picture. So with each section of the fic, a cap must be included at the end to direct the next person where to take things. If you get to a point where you think that story has ended, you can finish the fic, but you must start a new story up and include a cap*. Go it? Then, let's go!!!
*Need a cap? Good places to look are black-celebration and disparue
"Apollo, you son of a bitch! Who the frak do you think you are, grounding me without even giving me the heads up?"
Chief Tryol stopped his repairs on yet another damaged Viper to watch a very pissed Kara Thrace search the hanger deck for Galactica's CAG. At least he assumed she was looking for Apollo. He'd seen Starbuck's grounding orders this morning and figured those orders could only come from one person.
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Date: 2010-05-04 10:27 pm (UTC)Cally turned looked up from the tool try and shook her head. "Sorry, Lieutenant."
"Great. Thanks for nothing." She spun around and strode away.
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Date: 2010-05-05 01:54 am (UTC)"What the frak is this all about?" she snarled, throwing papers on the table. "This is frakking bullshit."
Lee was calm, staring up at her with a flat expression. "I told you I'd ground you when you started to show. You're showing."
He was prepared for her to rage at him, throwing a giant Starbuck-sized tantrum, but she surprised him by putting a hand on her stomach and swallowing. She looked down at her protruding belly and turned and walked out the door.
Lee just blinked. Four more months of this was going to kill him.
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Date: 2010-05-05 03:55 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-05-05 04:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-05 03:48 am (UTC)Grounded. Pregnant. Gods, it was like a bad Geminon soap opera. Of course she'd known about the pregnancy for a while now, but somehow she had managed to ignore it. She puked her guts up some mornings yes, but she'd actually started to buy into Kat's jibes about heavy nights of drinking. Somehow, it seemed more palatable than the reality.
Lee had been as good as his word - he had not mentioned it since she had told him, allowing her to put it mostly out of her mind. His grounding her was his way of reminding her that she couldn't ignore it any longer.
(I do not know how to link pics...)Figured it out!no subject
Date: 2010-05-05 08:31 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2010-05-05 08:53 am (UTC)I tried that with yours in a comment preview though and it didn't work - the site must have hotlink protection. You'd have to upload the file to your LJ scrapbook or some other image site. (bit of a pain, huh?)
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Date: 2010-05-05 09:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-05 04:09 am (UTC)Gods, Lee always wanted to talk. As if talking had ever worked on Kara.
(Sorry, I know it's the lamest ever, but I wanted to participate. :D)
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Date: 2010-05-05 04:30 am (UTC)"Alright, Starbuck."
The use of her callsign in what she thought was a serious conversation made Kara turn to look at him.
"Get naked."
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Date: 2010-05-05 04:39 am (UTC)"Asshole!" She spat at him. "That's how this happened in the first place!"
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Date: 2010-05-05 05:35 am (UTC)"Well, you enjoyed it at the time," he said. "And now that the worst has already happened, shouldn't we take advantage of certain...side-effects?"
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Date: 2010-05-05 05:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-05 05:36 am (UTC)“Neither does this!” Kara hissed.
Lee moved forward, brushing her elbow. “Let’s start with small words,” he suggested, his voice low and clear. Slowly, he brushed his lips across her cheek. “Sitrep: I love you,” he murmured. She stiffened in his arms, jabbing a sharp elbow toward his ribs, but he held on. “You’re showing.” He worked his way to her ear, teasing gently. “You’re grounded.” He anticipated her angry shove, turning with the blow and pulling her off-balance, catching her weight against his shoulder. “Still love you.”
Smug on him looked unusually infuriating today. He pulled back far enough to look into her eyes, and read the warning there. With a sigh, her retrieved his shirt and put more distance between them, ducking behind the ready room podium.
“Coward,” she growled. “Don’t think I won’t fight you on this.”
“Maybe,” he said, shrugging. “But fortunately, I’m the coward in charge. I’m going to win.”
[[Sorry, I don't know how to post the picture directly, but here's the link:]]
http://disparue.org/gallery/2/bsg/3/315/images/bsg315_0500.jpg
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Date: 2010-05-05 07:37 am (UTC)Thank you so much!
Date: 2010-05-05 01:29 pm (UTC)I love your additions to the story!! All best wishes, and thanks again :)
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Date: 2010-05-05 08:57 am (UTC):)
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Date: 2010-05-05 08:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-05 11:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-05 02:09 pm (UTC)***
"You what?!" Bill could hardly believe his ears. His best pilot out of commission because his son couldn't keep his pants on.
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Date: 2010-05-06 03:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-06 12:00 pm (UTC)Kara glanced over at Lee's guilty face and decided to take pity on the man. She looked directly into Adama's eyes. "You know what this means, Sir?"
The Admiral flashed her a look of pure contempt. "What does it mean, Starbuck?"
"It means that you are going to be a grandfather." Kara looked down at the tiny bump and patted it, surprised at that the maternal instinct had already kicked in.
She watched as Adama's face went from rageful to questioning and then he started to laugh.
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Date: 2010-05-07 04:23 am (UTC)"A conversation I had with the president a long time ago," he offered by way of explanation. "Congratulations, you two. Now get out of here. You're still grounded, Starbuck, but that doesn't mean you don't have work to do."