BSG/ST:VOY | Janeway/Roslin | The Doors We Open
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Title: The Doors We Open
Author: frogfrizz
Prompt: Clouds
Fandom: ST: Voyager/Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Janeway/Roslin
Word Count: 100
A/N: Dedicated to the BSG Femslash Mafia. As always, I miss you guys. Cheers to more merry-making in the future. This is a bit of a teaser for my Tarot pickings.
It was twenty days into their encounter. There were handshakes and long embraces, both tentative and intimate. Such warmth seeped into the channels of Adama's command, into the formidable whitewater of the Quorum and finally, down a stream where their President hunched over her table, trying to write an all-encompassing speech.
A fellow leader studied her, amusement apparent as a small smile played on her lips.
“Just say,” Voyager's captain reiterated, “'There is hope.' That can't be too hard.”
Laura looked up, and abruptly, treacherously, all her atrocious plans seemed sterile in the face of such relentless clarity.
Title: The Doors We Open
Author: frogfrizz
Prompt: Clouds
Fandom: ST: Voyager/Battlestar Galactica
Pairing: Janeway/Roslin
Word Count: 100
A/N: Dedicated to the BSG Femslash Mafia. As always, I miss you guys. Cheers to more merry-making in the future. This is a bit of a teaser for my Tarot pickings.
It was twenty days into their encounter. There were handshakes and long embraces, both tentative and intimate. Such warmth seeped into the channels of Adama's command, into the formidable whitewater of the Quorum and finally, down a stream where their President hunched over her table, trying to write an all-encompassing speech.
A fellow leader studied her, amusement apparent as a small smile played on her lips.
“Just say,” Voyager's captain reiterated, “'There is hope.' That can't be too hard.”
Laura looked up, and abruptly, treacherously, all her atrocious plans seemed sterile in the face of such relentless clarity.