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Sorry for the inactivity coming, you guys. I started feeling sick a couple days ago, but within the last few hours it has gotten considerably worse. Even writing this is an effort because I’m so fatigued. I’ll probably make a trip to emergency care to get checked out. Until then, friends uvu;;

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Tell my muse things they don't want to hear.

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myspecialdestiny:

Kara maintained her brave face, perfected through the years. Only a purse of her lips betrayed the fact that Lee’s words had hit home. She worried about the new assignment, too - more than she’d ever admit. The post she’d had before the Galactica had gone disastrously, after all. And it was her own fault. Maybe…maybe Bill Adama was the only Commander she was capable of succeeding with. The failure cut right into her gut.

"Gods, where’re you hiding the booze in this place, Apollo?" she breezed with a forced smile. "Gotta get a soldier a little drunk before you call her ship soft." 

The idea of being kicked off another ship - lords, would they make her teach flight school again? She didn’t think she could face it - made her a little sick. Frak up. She could almost hear her mother’s voice in her head, clear as day.

"Give the old man some slack, Lee," she said with more seriousness. Her tone was gentler than usually came from Starbuck. It was, after all, partly her actions that had driven the wedge between Lee and his father. "He’s earned it. I know you two don’t get along, but he’s a good commander." 

         Lee knew Kara well enough to tell that he'd said something wrong--even the slightest of changes in her demeanor didn't slip under his radar. Sometimes he had lapses in perception, usually when blinded by his own demands of that person or his self-absorption, but he could tell. The Galactica, after all, was no doubt Kara's home; he was telling her something she already knew but, he figured, didn't want to formally recognize. He turned somewhat frigid when she spoke with a sternness Lee hadn't become familiar with in her presence. Lee scoffed, ❝ Well, I don't suppose they'd make such a big deal of him leaving if he wasn't. ❞ 

He immediately regretted the words after they left his mouth, but he couldn't bring himself to apologize immediately. Lee hoped the lighting was dim enough that she couldn't see him looking down to his glass in shame. It pained him to be so distant from his dad, but maybe he and Starbuck were alike in the sense that they didn't want someone else to tell them where they were going wrong, He broke from the thought with a sharp exhale, ❝ Sorry... Hey, the, uh-- ❞ He rubs his eyelids with his thumb and index finger, trying to push back the inevitable headache that seemed to plague him in situations of prolonged seriousness, ❝ The strong stuff is in the cupboard above the sink. ❞

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myspecialdestiny:

"Please," she said, pausing to roll her eyes dramatically before going back to perusing her surroundings. She had a habit of looking around a new room like she owned the place. "Your dad isn’t an idiot. Can you imagine me as a frakkin’ tour guide?

This, children, is the pilots’ duty locker, where they pass the time in between shifts, frakking each other and getting shit-faced because there’s nothing better to do in space.”

Kara threw Lee a grin.

"I think the bigwigs up in Fleet command would love that. Nah, I’m just killing time the usual way until the retirement ceremony and I get new orders. I hear some of us are going to the Neptune. You know anything about their Commander?"

         ❝ When you put it like that, yeah. Terrible idea. What was I thinking? ❞ He          laughed, letting himself fall into the seat of a sofa where he'd been watching          a game of Pyramid--Panthers vs Stingers. He didn't bother offering Kara a          drink; she was welcome enough to snoop around for one if she wanted. Lee          brought his own drink to his lips, shrugging, 

         ❝ Well, I don't know anything about the Commander, specifically, but I can          tell you this: the Galactica is a ship going into retirement commanded by an          officer who is also going into retirement. Not saying that the atmosphere of that          ship is soft... but it is. You cannot deny the lenient disposition of Bill Adama when          it comes to you. I mean, not everyone is going to be able to handle your attitude          even if you are a damn good pilot. New assignment, new people. Some          authority won't know how to work with an officer like you, Starbuck. That's how          I think it will be on the Neptune. But, you know, I also think fast response is the          kind of field you'd really excel in, it'd just be an adjustment from the croaking          crate of bolts you're assigned to now. ❞ He laughed sardonically and took a          quick swig.

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myspecialdestiny:

"Well, excuse me, but this is actually a charitable mission.” Uh-huh, completely selfless. “Someone has to make sure you don’t spend all your time doing frakking paperwork. It’s not good for your health, Apollo.” She raised her eyebrows and sauntered past him into the room. “You ever hear that saying about all work and no play?” 

          ❝ Charity mission? I never took you as the charitable type, Kara, ❞ He closed           the door and locked it behind them, crossing his arms tightly as he followed her           into the dimly lit living room, ❝ Yeah, well. As much as I'd like to have my head           up there in the stars, my superiors would rather it be in stacks of independence           declarations and field reports. I still get some fly time, though. What about you?           I imagine they've got you doing historical tours of that old bird now, huh? ❞

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           ❝ Well, look who decided to grace us with her presence. Suppose            I'm kind of obligated to invite you in, huh? ❞ His smile teased            as he opened the door wide enough to let her inside.

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vanehwasreal:

imagine one half of your otp living a long, healthy, miserable life. because the other half didn’t.

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morning, angry and drunk!

morning

sms ( kara ) : morning. you up?sms ( kara ) : i’m going to keep messaging until you get your ass out of bed and respond.sms ( kara ) : i can do this all day.

angry

sms ( kara ) : what is your frakking problem?sms ( kara ) : starbuck, answer me. sms ( kara ) : you’re being really childish, you know that?

drunk

sms ( kara ) : look,s tarbuck i just wnated to let you know thatsms ( kara ) : frak, accidentally sent that one befoe i finished i want edsms ( kara ) : the buttonsd are so msall i cant even tyoe i just wante yosms ( kara ) : nevermind

[frommemetoyou]

send a symbol - get the following from my muse ;

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Send ✆ for a morning text

Send ♔ for an angry text

Send  ♠ for a drunk text

Send ☏ for a vague text

Send ⁇ for a worried text

Send ♣ for a text not meant for you

Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent

Send ✺for a saucy text

Send √ for a long-winded confession text 

Send ☠ for a misguided advice text

Send ☢ for a desperate text

Send ☼ for a congratulatory text

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myspecialdestiny:

genderbent lee adama tho 

also remember polyamory in the Colonies is CANON 

hA i've had a hell of a time finding a proper fc -- but i'm totally down with that kind of au. & that's true. but i don't think lee is the type to be polyamorous and okay with it. even if he's not been so good at it, he's probably more comfortable with monogamy.  

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         this dork is just like 'frak yeah femslash'          as if he is actually a part of this equation.

[ofhouseadama]

BATTLESTAR GALACTICA QUOTE SWAP ↳ the a song of ice and fire series

“What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms … or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. It is our great glory, and our great tragedy.”

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tags.

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Alignment Tracker.

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