My Heart Moves From Cold to Fire

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The first time (so far from the last) she feels her heart race in William Adama’s presence, it is shocking - her heart slams into her ribcage as if it were a wild animal, beating itself against its prison walls. The room is dim, and he looks good, kneeling on the floor of his cabin (so much younger than now, less weight spread across his frame as

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What kind of review is this? *huffs*

Though, I applaud your stalking skills while I wait here for you to finish actally reading the thing haha.

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Technically it is SATURDAY. So it was two fics, two days hahahaha. I just knew I wouldn't have much time to post this tomorrow. Saturdays are always so darn busy.

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Hey don't blame me for your faily time zone hahaha.

Aww thanks, babe. I missed writing. My BSG muse is finally coming out to play a bit since the finale. *pets it*

And of course I did. *bounces* So did you. Heh. I haven't read all the submission yet - because RL fails - but I was so stoked about the big turnout!