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So, it turns out that The Powers That Be lost an arm-wrestling contest to the Shipper Nation, and Kara and Lee are going on their very first date!






As you can see, they're pretty excited. And they should be! Because YOU get to plan this event! That's right. This is your show! You can put them wherever you like-- they can be in the BSG 'verse, our universe, heck, you can put them in Casablanca and give Lee an awesome hat. THE SKY IS THE LIMIT, FOLKS.

So... Where are they going? How did they get there? Where are they staying? What are they wearing? Did they go to a movie? Did they go the firing range? Did they go to a fancy restaurant? Did they eat cheap fast food in the park? Did they cook for each other? Was there even any time for dinner? ;)

BE SAPPY, BE SMUTTY, BE SHIPPERS. ♥ Can't wait to see what you guys come up with!!!

Part II

Date: 2010-06-04 10:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scifishipper.livejournal.com
As soon as Kara left, Lee began to panic. Not a lot, he was a trained soldier after all, and a pilot who could make split-second life or death decisions. But now, when he had too much time, he thought about it, well, too much. stop overthinking it, Apollo, Kara always said to him. He smiled to himself, she could be such a sarcastic pain in his ass.

- - -

Kara woke at an ungodsly early hour, splashed some water on her face and brushed her teeth before reporting to the hangar deck to do a morning CAP. When she spotted Lee, she remembered his promise of a surprise and smiled to herself, more pleased than she should be.

The day passed and Kara kept thinking about their date that was not a date. Just payback, she thought, for ruining her prized possession. He never said how it happened, the frakker, just presented her with a broken box and cigar remnants. She was going to have to win a lot of triad to trade up from socks to more cigars, they were prized possessions among the crew.

At 1900 hours, Kara slipped into the shower, telling herself she'd been sweating all day in her flight suit and should really clean up. He was going to some trouble, after all. An hour before their meeting time, she was ready. Earlier, she had chided herself for digging deep into her locker for non-regulation panties. It's not a date, Kara. It's just, well, something. But she put them on anyway.

Thirty minutes before their "meeting," she was pacing and drawing stares from the pilots in the rec room. Helo was watching her, grinning from ear-to-ear and she had no idea why. Her heart was fluttering a bit. Must be from too much algae coffee, she thought, ignoring the fact that algae coffee had no caffeine. She waited until 2200 hours exactly before she even considered going to the observation deck. Someone told her once that she should always be fashionably late. She thought it sounded stupid at the time, but she did it anyway.

When she arrived, there was a Marine stationed outside the door. She raised an eyebrow and opened her mouth to speak to him, but he just smiled and opened the door. What the frak was going on?

[TBC]
Edited Date: 2010-06-04 10:27 pm (UTC)

Re: Part II

Date: 2010-06-04 11:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ninjamonkey73.livejournal.com
Love it! Annnnnd.... :)

Re: Part II

Date: 2010-06-06 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rdave1.livejournal.com
Awesome!!! Can't wait to see what happens next.:D

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