Dream 004
Warnings: None
Effects: Elation, excitement, a little nostalgia (optional)
[The dream begins in utter darkness, crackling static and frantic voices until suddenly there are explosions of light. Colonial Vipers and Cylon Raiders come into view in the middle of a dogfight as the everything flips sharply thanks to Kara's Viper flipping around to fire off a few bursts at a Raider.
"Nice shot Starbuck!" Hotdog yells and she allows herself a grin before she's righting herself and swearing when someone else almost gets blown out of the sky.
"Frak! I taught all of you how to fly in a frakking formation nuggets! And stay tight!"
Another Viper zips past her, Raider hot on his tail and she's going to go after it when another Viper with the name Apollo marked on it shoots past and deal with it.
"For Gods' sake guys! You're chasing Raiders right into the established zone, how're we meant to cover that?"
"Apollo, two coming in hot," Kara chimes, shooting off to intercept, Kat following after her. Kara weaves her way through the debris with ease, letting out a yell as she fires just enough to get rid of both incoming Raiders.
"Starbuck, right below you!" Kat yelling this time and Kara swears, jams her feet down and twists, turns, flips and then she's under the Raider and firing.
The remains of the Raider rain down on the canopy of her Viper but she just grins as her comm crackles into life.
"What do you hear Starbuck?" Adama asks and Kara starts laughing, grin bright thanks to the light in her cockpit.
"Nothing but the rain."
"Then grab your gun and bring in the cat."
"Wilco!"
The comm crackles and then Lee's voice is sounding.
"Transmission from Galactica actual, combat landings."
"Copy that Apollo," Kara replies. "C'mon, back in formation, time to go. I want everyone back in the ready room for briefing once we're back on board."
The nuggets all start groaning as they get into formation but Lee's voice cuts through it.
"Everyone request vectors to final, key into the ILS frequency."
All the Vipers, far too many for them to all be part of the real active formation at the one time zip past: BB, Jo-Jo, Reilly, Beano, Dipper, Flat Top, Chuckles, Jolly, Sheppard, Dash, Flyboy, Stepchild, Puppet, Fireball, Duck, Nora, Kat. A few Raptors fly by too from where they’ve been monitoring it and there’s Boomer and Crashdown flying between another Raptor with Helo and Athena, Racetrack and Skulls. The Raptors fly past first and Kara laughs because frak, Boomer can’t land worth a damn even after all this time.
The Vipers fly in, more chatter passing through Kara's comm as she checked her instruments and her skids, following Lee in as she opened the secure channel message.
"Starbuck, Apollo," Admiral Adama's voice fills her ears, "The rest of the fleet jumped. Everyone ready?"
"Yes sir," Lee replies.
"Feel free to jump," Kara adds, the grin on her face more of a cheeky smirk now.
"I appreciate your permission," he answers and the smile in his voice is easy to pick up.
"All hands prepare for jump!"
Everything distorts and there's a flash of light as the Galactica jumps as the screen glows blue.]
[Kara wakes up, rubbing a hand over her eyes and for once wearing a genuine smile. Nice change of pace to have a pleasant dream for once and she gets up from the bed, leaving her Dreamberry on and broadcasting her ceiling as she starts to get up and dressed. To those with good hearing, they might just catch her words.]
Boom boom boom.
Effects: Elation, excitement, a little nostalgia (optional)
[The dream begins in utter darkness, crackling static and frantic voices until suddenly there are explosions of light. Colonial Vipers and Cylon Raiders come into view in the middle of a dogfight as the everything flips sharply thanks to Kara's Viper flipping around to fire off a few bursts at a Raider.
"Nice shot Starbuck!" Hotdog yells and she allows herself a grin before she's righting herself and swearing when someone else almost gets blown out of the sky.
"Frak! I taught all of you how to fly in a frakking formation nuggets! And stay tight!"
Another Viper zips past her, Raider hot on his tail and she's going to go after it when another Viper with the name Apollo marked on it shoots past and deal with it.
"For Gods' sake guys! You're chasing Raiders right into the established zone, how're we meant to cover that?"
"Apollo, two coming in hot," Kara chimes, shooting off to intercept, Kat following after her. Kara weaves her way through the debris with ease, letting out a yell as she fires just enough to get rid of both incoming Raiders.
"Starbuck, right below you!" Kat yelling this time and Kara swears, jams her feet down and twists, turns, flips and then she's under the Raider and firing.
The remains of the Raider rain down on the canopy of her Viper but she just grins as her comm crackles into life.
"What do you hear Starbuck?" Adama asks and Kara starts laughing, grin bright thanks to the light in her cockpit.
"Nothing but the rain."
"Then grab your gun and bring in the cat."
"Wilco!"
The comm crackles and then Lee's voice is sounding.
"Transmission from Galactica actual, combat landings."
"Copy that Apollo," Kara replies. "C'mon, back in formation, time to go. I want everyone back in the ready room for briefing once we're back on board."
The nuggets all start groaning as they get into formation but Lee's voice cuts through it.
"Everyone request vectors to final, key into the ILS frequency."
All the Vipers, far too many for them to all be part of the real active formation at the one time zip past: BB, Jo-Jo, Reilly, Beano, Dipper, Flat Top, Chuckles, Jolly, Sheppard, Dash, Flyboy, Stepchild, Puppet, Fireball, Duck, Nora, Kat. A few Raptors fly by too from where they’ve been monitoring it and there’s Boomer and Crashdown flying between another Raptor with Helo and Athena, Racetrack and Skulls. The Raptors fly past first and Kara laughs because frak, Boomer can’t land worth a damn even after all this time.
The Vipers fly in, more chatter passing through Kara's comm as she checked her instruments and her skids, following Lee in as she opened the secure channel message.
"Starbuck, Apollo," Admiral Adama's voice fills her ears, "The rest of the fleet jumped. Everyone ready?"
"Yes sir," Lee replies.
"Feel free to jump," Kara adds, the grin on her face more of a cheeky smirk now.
"I appreciate your permission," he answers and the smile in his voice is easy to pick up.
"All hands prepare for jump!"
Everything distorts and there's a flash of light as the Galactica jumps as the screen glows blue.]
[Kara wakes up, rubbing a hand over her eyes and for once wearing a genuine smile. Nice change of pace to have a pleasant dream for once and she gets up from the bed, leaving her Dreamberry on and broadcasting her ceiling as she starts to get up and dressed. To those with good hearing, they might just catch her words.]
Boom boom boom.