Idea roughly gakked from
simons_flower
So I have this notebook of little snippets, prompts, etc. that I've been writing all week. Several of them (ok, a *few* of them) may even become real fic someday. That being said, I thought that I'd tempt the bunnies see if any of these might get stuck in anyone else's brain so that they'll write about it intrigue anyone else. Take a line, a thought, an inspiration or the whole kit and caboodle and do something with it. I dare you. ::eg::
I'm not abandoning them, per se - but since two people aren't apt to come up with exactly the same thing, it shouldn't matter much if I do write more on them later. Credit for the bit I provide would be appreciated, and I'd love to see what you do with it if you do use it. ; )
SPOILERS for any and all of season 2 may apply.
One Liners and thoughts:
Lee couldn't remember the last time he'd asked his father for advice. (Alternately, I had this down as "asked the old man for advice" - depending on your view of Lee, either would work)
They''ve never had a picture perfect life... they have long nights in cold cockpits, (JCM's "Jack and Diane lyrics "oh yeah, life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone" inspired this one)
He was a symbol. And she needed a symbol. (re: kara and Anders)
"Dad, there are more important things than command. Hoshi can handle the Beast - Kara needs me."
(someone, to Lee) "I thought you didn't believe in that kind of thing?" "I didn't - but sometimes, Kara did."
What if the hostage situation hadn't happened? What if it had just been run-of-the-mill downtime on Cloud Nine (and what if Lee'd gotten to see Kara prior to the maintenance coveralls? ::eg::)
What if the Galactica was generally known as home to the "frak-ups of the fleet"? The oddballs, screw-ups, etc. (Think Kelsey Grammar's crew in Down Periscope.) What if they'd gotten into an arguement (read: bar brawl) about it while on leave before the end of the world? (possibly with some crew from another Battlestar.) What if Apollo had overheard it/heard about it?
What if one of the nuggets (Kat, perhaps?) saw the picture in Kara's locker?
Abortion/Birth Control issues:
When they discontinued abortions and instituted fostering, it made a kind of logical sense in light of how many women of child-bearing age they'd lost on New Caprica (or on the 12 colonies, depends on the timing/setting) For the women in the military (as well as the men they were frakking) it remained a primarily academic issue. Most of them were on long-term birth-control and had been since before the world ended.
Then they banned birth control.
Even then, military regulations and civilian rules didn't always match up. Surely, they thought, when the time came for them to get boosters, exceptions would be made. They couldn't afford to ground the few pilots they had.
But the civilian government said no.
Lee's Frakked up logic:
-inspired because I think that Lee's central idea was wrong when he told Kara that trust was what made them different from the Cylons
William Adama looked at (Lee or Kara, depends on the direction you want to go) for a long moment before speaking. "Before the mission, I asked to speak with the Cylon. I asked her why the Cylons hate us so much."
"And what did she say, sir?"
"She reminded me of the speech I gave at the decommissioning ceremony. About how we never asked why we deserved to survive. They believe that we don't."
There was a long pause, as if he wanted some kind of a response. When he didn't get one, he continued.
"We deserve to survive for the same reasons that make us different from the Cylons. Because we do flinch. We do question. Because we forgive. Because we worry about what our actions will do, and we questions if our actions are right or wrong, even after we've made them."
Fun with Prophecy!
(Lee and Roslin sitting companionably after dinner in her office - or something like that. Roslin is reading Scriptures while Lee is looking over some paperwork.)
"You're mentioned in the Prophecies. Did you know that?" Laura looked up from her book. Lee blinked at her.
"Excuse me?"
She smiled. "Well, Apollo is, in any case. 'And Apollo will lay with Aphrodite's daughter, who will bear him a son. And that son will align the heavens.'" Laura looked vaguely amused, just a random thought, nothing important.
"That's… interesting, I guess." Lee finally managed.
"You've never been one for religion, have you Captain?"
"Not really, no. I learned about it in school, and we had an altar in the house when we were kids, but we were never really a very devout family."
"Neither was I."
If he was surprised to hear that, it didn't particularly show on his face. She turned back to her book and he went back to the stack of papers in his lap. But she watched him out of the corner of her eye as she pretended to read.
*****
He didn't really know where he was headed until he found himself standing by the hatch of Galactica's temple. He shook his head as he wondered what the frak he was doing (thinking?), but he stepped inside and walked up to the podium that held a large copy of the Scriptures available for public perusal. Feeling foolish he started flipping through the pages absently, unsure of where he should look or even what he was looking for.
"May I help you?"
Lee jumped imperceptibly and turned towards the voice. A young priest stood in the connecting doorway, patiently waiting on his response.
"I - where would I find the prophecies?"
The man smiled slightly and walked over to stand next to him. He deftly turned to a section of the book and pointed to a page. "They start here, and encompass several chapters. Is there something more specific you were looking for, or would you just like to read them through? They've been quite popular lately," he added with a slight smile.
Lee wondered if "no, I haven't been to temple in 10 years" was written across his face. "I bet," he mumbled. Then more clearly, he said "someone mentioned something about - you know what," he held up a hand and shook his head. "Never mind, I'm just gonna - sorry." He turned and started towards the door.
"Please, wait. You seemed to have a question?"
"Do the scriptures ever mention anything about Aphrodite's daughter?"
"The child of love and war. Aphrodite was given to Hephaestus by Zeus, but she had an affair with Ares. Their daughter, Harmony, was fostered among humans and when the time came for her to marry she was given a necklace by all the gods. The marriage of Cadmus and Harmony would be the last time that the Gods and Men were together. That necklace set off the chain of events that eventually led to the exodus from Kobol."
*****
"So we're just supposed to what, do our part for the frakking cause?!"
"That's not what I'm saying - Kara -"
"No, *Lee* - I won't play brood mare for the Cylons, and I won't do it for them."
"No one's frakking asking you to!" he blew up. He slammed the clipboard down onto the desk so hard it cracked in two.
Turning up the heat...
(Galactica's coolant system is frakked. Until they can fix it, the ship's a toasty 100 degrees (Farenheit) or thereabouts.)
After the third pilot came out of the cockpit and passed out from heat exhaustion (stroke?) before they were done with their post-flight check, the Chief looked at the CAG and they made it SOP to strip down to the bare minimum and get hosed down on deck. Less people went to Doc Cottle, and tempers were vastly improved.
Captain Lee Adama didn't think he'd ever seen anything as sexy as a mostly naked Kara Thrace working under a Viper. He didn't understand how the Chief could be standing there next to her so calmly and so unphased by it. Even though they'd relaxed regs because of the heat, she was still pushing the envelope in just her running shorts and bra.
"What are you staring at, Apollo?"
One More... (Starbuck/Apollo-ness from a Nugget's POV)
"C'mon, we'll miss it!"
Two nuggets sped by Helo and Racetrack as they made their way back from the mess. They exchanged a glance, then Helo sucked in a lungful of air to bellow "ENSIGNS!"
The nuggets froze. It was comical, and Racetrack smothered a laugh.
"Where are you two going in such a hurry?"
"To the, uh, observation deck, sir?"
Helo cocked an eyebrow. "And what exactly are you afraid you're gonna miss?"
"Starbuck and Apollo, sir," one said. "They're flying CAP."