[229] If you could get anyone drunk, who would it be and what would you do?
“Do you drink, Thrace?”
I’m still not sure what made me ask it; nor do I know what answer I was looking for.
She was so young-and so eager to please. That made her vulnerable, and she compensated for that with a quiet defiance and testing of the rules.
And I pushed her back, trying to learn her limits as she tested mine, trying to feel her weak spots and vulnerabilities-whether I was doing this to avoid them or to learn how to break her, I wasn’t sure. I’m still not sure. I only know that I wanted to know her.
But, she accepted my offer of a drink. Accepted it and looked at me over the rim of her glass in a way that made me wonder whether she was making a similar assessment of me-and to what end.
Hindsight being what it is, I know now that she was already carrying the burden of Adama’s order; that she was trying to figure out how to kill me.
But even now, I can’t help wondering if that’s all that was going through her head if the moment.
I doubted I’d ever be able to ply her with enough alcohol to learn the answer. Kara’s guard had been well honed. I couldn’t help admire her just a little, and add that to the list of reasons that I wanted to know her - and know her as her, not with alcohol.
Muse: Helena Cain
Fandom: BSG 2003
Word Count: 243
I’m still not sure what made me ask it; nor do I know what answer I was looking for.
She was so young-and so eager to please. That made her vulnerable, and she compensated for that with a quiet defiance and testing of the rules.
And I pushed her back, trying to learn her limits as she tested mine, trying to feel her weak spots and vulnerabilities-whether I was doing this to avoid them or to learn how to break her, I wasn’t sure. I’m still not sure. I only know that I wanted to know her.
But, she accepted my offer of a drink. Accepted it and looked at me over the rim of her glass in a way that made me wonder whether she was making a similar assessment of me-and to what end.
Hindsight being what it is, I know now that she was already carrying the burden of Adama’s order; that she was trying to figure out how to kill me.
But even now, I can’t help wondering if that’s all that was going through her head if the moment.
I doubted I’d ever be able to ply her with enough alcohol to learn the answer. Kara’s guard had been well honed. I couldn’t help admire her just a little, and add that to the list of reasons that I wanted to know her - and know her as her, not with alcohol.
Muse: Helena Cain
Fandom: BSG 2003
Word Count: 243