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Leland Joseph Adama Callsign: Apollo 318742 #cptapollo M!A: None

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Wake || myspecialdestiny

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Kara winked. It felt, for a moment, almost like normal. If she could just focus on the two of them, and a roof over Delphi.

With that thought, she gripped the metal bars of the ladder and climbed up. It rocked a little against the building, but not much. She didn’t stop until she’d reached the top and climbed over the ledge.

It was so beautiful. To prevent a rush of memories, she cracked the tab of one of Lee’s beers and grinned down at him.

"It’s a hundred percent safe, I promise."

It had better be. Imagine if she were responsible for the deaths of both Adama boys. She actually felt a worried kind of discomfort in her stomach while she looked down at Lee, and bit her lip. She knew she was being crazy, but she almost wanted to shout at him that she’d changed her mind.

"Except for the tetanus injections I'm going to need!" Lee called up after her as he gripped the sides of the ladder and started to make his way towards the top, taking great care with each step because he was already a few drinks in for the day and falling to his death would really make things quite a bit worse.

He was shocked to find that it was a bit easier to breathe when he got to the top. The air was cleaner, his chest felt lighter, or maybe that is just what he told himself. He settled down next to Kara grabbing a drink of his own.

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Wake || myspecialdestiny

Lee climbed through the window, wondering briefly if his socks were going to protect him from a case of lockjaw or make him slip and fall. Either way it was a toss-up. Still, he followed Kara out onto the fire escape and started up after her. “My hero,” he responded dryly. Still, the city did look beautiful in the colors of the sunset, and he could only imagine what it would look like from up above.

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Kara winked. It felt, for a moment, almost like normal. If she could just focus on the two of them, and a roof over Delphi.

With that thought, she gripped the metal bars of the ladder and climbed up. It rocked a little against the building, but not much. She didn’t stop until she’d reached the top and climbed over the ledge.

It was so beautiful. To prevent a rush of memories, she cracked the tab of one of Lee’s beers and grinned down at him.

"It’s a hundred percent safe, I promise."

It had better be. Imagine if she were responsible for the deaths of both Adama boys. She actually felt a worried kind of discomfort in her stomach while she looked down at Lee, and bit her lip. She knew she was being crazy, but she almost wanted to shout at him that she’d changed her mind.

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Wake || myspecialdestiny

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"Good, good," Kara said, running a hand through her hair. It was like she was barely paying attention, because she was busy fending off memories of Zak talking about his mom, how she could tell that he saw Carolanne in the best possible light. She couldn’t figure out why that was until she met Lee and realized how much of their parents’ bullshit he had shielded his little brother from.

Feeling a rush of warm feelings toward Lee and also a desire to just stop thinking at all costs, Kara gave him a smile and leaned to snatch up the alcohol.

"Come on. Let me show you why I pay rent on this shithole," she said.

She led him into the kitchen, which was a wreck. But a big, dusty window was thrown wide open onto a small fire escape. Kara tucked the alcohol under her arm and climbed through the opening like she had done it a million times. Outside, dusk was falling over Delphi and the city sky was pink and orange and purple. The fire escape was narrow, just enough room for a rusty ladder to climb up the side of the building and onto the flat roof.

She held out her hand to Lee. “Don’t worry, Apollo. I gotcha.”

Lee climbed through the window, wondering briefly if his socks were going to protect him from a case of lockjaw or make him slip and fall. Either way it was a toss-up. Still, he followed Kara out onto the fire escape and started up after her. "My hero," he responded dryly. Still, the city did look beautiful in the colors of the sunset, and he could only imagine what it would look like from up above.

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Wake || myspecialdestiny

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Another thing she didn’t deserve.

"I had some of those little hot dogs at the thing after the service," she offered. She had almost been able to feel Zak sliding up behind her, the smell of his aftershave as he leaned forward and said, "Nice spread. Think you can stick a few of those in your purse?" And for one beautiful second, she had smiled, like he was there for her to pinch and scold, "I’m not your personal doggy bag, Zakary Adama, and I don’t carry a purse."

Her hand went to her mouth as the thought alone brought tears to her eyes. She cleared her throat violently and turned her head aside, hoping the shadows of the apartment would hide her eyes.

"How’s your mom holding up?" she asked.

The raw emotion was only partially hidden by the dim light, but he decided against drawing attention to it. Kara needed her dignity, to appear strong even in these emotional times. Well, so was he. He busied himself trying to find some take out menus when Kara's question caught him off guard. "She... she's holding it together as much as anyone could expect," he muttered. Actually she'd been most of the way through her second bottle of wine the last time he checked.

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Wake || myspecialdestiny

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Kara shuffled on the threshold, biting her lip. She actually had yet to let herself get really drunk. The idea seemed indulgent and made her feel guilty. She did not deserve the escape of alcohol. She should sit and suffer, because Zak was dead.

"Okay," she said after a moment. "Come in." She turned back into the apartment, letting Lee follow if he wanted.

Lee couldn't quite bring himself to smile at the invitation--the gesture did not quite seem welcome. He toed off his shoes, not wanting to add to the chaos that was going on inside the apartment, before following her down the stairs. He placed the pack down on the kitchen table. "When was the last time you ate?" he asked, glancing at the various plates that did not seem to be too recently used or washed.

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Wake || myspecialdestiny

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He hadn’t even been dead that long, and the place was already halfway to the disaster it had been before he moved in. The remains of take out and dirty dishes covered the dining room table. Most of the clothes she owned were on the floor, and her quilts were on the couch, since she had not touched their bed since the accident.

After the funeral she brushed Karl off and went on a run. She ran for miles, hoping to ease the ache in her chest at the idea of going home to an empty house. The ache was still there when she returned, remained after she showered, and when Lee Adama knocked on her front door.

For a moment as she peered through the peep hole, she swore it was Zak. She’d never thought they looked alike before, not until her eyes were searching for anything remotely Zak-like in the world. This had happened after her father left too. For years, every scruffy middle-aged man in a trench coat was Dreilide Thrace.

She opened the door, flicked her gaze from his face to the booze in his hand, and arched an eyebrow.

"You come bearing gifts," she said.

Even from where he stood in the doorway, Lee could tell that the apartment was in disarray--mostly because of its owner, but also because nothing was getting washed and things were starting to smell a little. There was no need to comment; even if he was showered and neatly dressed, inside he felt the way she looked.

"I was running dry, thought you might be close, too."

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Wake || myspecialdestiny

Somehow, Lee thought it would be easier to sleep after the funeral--the final end to it all. For some reason he thought that he'd be able to close that chapter and start to move on, but all he could see behind closed eyes was the casket lowering into the ground.

One stop to the convenience store and a six-pack later, he found himself in front of Kara's door. He took a moment before knocking, like he couldn't quite believe this was where he'd found himself.

Better than drinking alone, he supposed.

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"You know what a poem is?"

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Kara opens her mouth to give a witty retort (which was not going to be as witty as it was just juvenile) but grins and looks up.

"You ever write poetry, Apollo? Maybe you can help me."

Lee's eyebrows arched slightly, not the reaction he had been expecting. "Isn't poetry supposed to be a personal thing?"

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requested by cowboysandsynonyms

#adama family issues

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"I’m writing poetry...”

"You know what a poem is?"

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Bear McCreary is doing the music of Agents of SHIELD

I'm just gonna go die of joy in a corner

#ooc #bear mccreary #adama family soundtrack

I apologize for being the worst Lee ever

If anyone wants to do shorter, dialogue RPs I'll try to do more

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"Is that an order?" || m!a Lee & Kara

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Kara smiles at him, but there’s nothing really behind it. She closes her eyes. The only thing she wants right now is a strong drink. A bottle. Or two. Whatever it takes. She wants to get so drunk she can’t think, and then she wants to frak the married CAG, wake up in her bunk tomorrow and find out this whole pregnancy thing is just an awful nightmare.

"Hey, at least I did one thing right. Mention that at my funeral, all right? You’re gonna need something to say."

She wants that to be a self-deprecating joke, another “Kara is a menace" laugh that she can share with Lee. She wonders if Lee knows if all their little mutual digs at her are things she actually believes. Probably not. One of the first things that Zak and Kara bonded over, that made her think he was more than just a cute frak, was what disappointments they were to their families. Apollo was the standard by which Zak measured himself. An impossible standard, and now Kara missed him more than ever, sitting next to Lee and feeling his long shadow of perfection. Everything that she had screwed up, Lee had succeeded at. It was probably always going to be that way - him the outstanding, capable CAG and she the drunken problem pilot. Until, of course, this baby got in the way and then she’d just be a problem. I wonder if they’ll kick me off Galactica.

She glances away, far across the hangar bay, and tries to blink the shine out of her eyes.

Lee's brow furrowed slightly. It was not the first time they had talked about death and it was not like the idea was far-fetched. They faced it daily, but something about her demeanor had Lee unsettled. Something wasn't right.

"Oh, believe me," he said. "You have given me plenty to talk about at your funeral. Every stunt you've pulled, every heart attack you've ever given me. Maybe I'll find a place to stick this in between hijacking a raider and your stunt with the Blackbird."

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[Lee hasn’t thought of Dee once since he’s been alone with Kara.]

We’re… we’re fine.

[Lords, she deserves better than him.]

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[Kara finishes pouring her shot, because she’s kind of put herself in an awkward, no-win situation here. She can say “That’s great" which they’ll both know is a lie, or something more honest, which he won’t appreciate. So she resorts to alcohol. She raises her glass.]

To marriage. Some more successful than others.

[Lee raises his glass as well, fighting a grimace]

So say we all.

[He quickly downs his shot, and finds himself just... looking at Kara.]

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"Is that an order?" || m!a Lee & Kara

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Kara snorts at that and has to put her fist to her mouth for a moment, a grin sneaking out.

"I didn’t start those," she says innocently. She holds up a finger. "But I did tell the nuggets that it wasn’t very much fun, so I think I should get points for that. I saved us some…cleanliness issues."

"Well I guess I owe you a debt of thanks," Lee said, barely suppressing a smirk. "Or maybe it's Chief who should be thanking you for that one."

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[She grins at him, eyes shining just a little too much.]

You’re a good guy, Lee.

So…I think my spouse is a Cylon. How are you and Dualla? [She laughs.]

[Lee hasn't thought of Dee once since he's been alone with Kara.]

We're... we're fine.

[Lords, she deserves better than him.]

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"Is that an order?" || m!a Lee & Kara

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Kara smiles weakly at that and does a little half eye roll. Ugh, trust Lee Adama to find her. We need to stop having the same hiding place. But she’s actually glad to see him. She doesn’t know why, but when Lee is not pissing her off, his presence can be very comforting.

"I hate to break it to you, but I do drink alone on occasion," she says. “Just stop me if I ever start carrying around a flask and drinking on duty."

Stop her? He would kick her ass. Which she wouldn’t resent him for (well, after she cooled down).

"I would shove over for you, but this is a one-woman ship," she said.

Lee catches the thinness of her sarcasm. She sounds tired. "Well I've heard some rumors that in the right uh... circumstances you can fit two people. Not that I know from experience," he says, leaning his elbows against the edge and making himself comfortable as he leans from the ladder.

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