Painted Lady (5/14)

[icedteainthebag]

Title: Painted Lady (5/14)
Author: tjonesy and icedteainthebag
Word Count: 2,054
Rating: MA
Pairing: Roslin/Adama
Spoilers: S2, Final Cut through LDYB II
Summary: We survived the end of worlds and we still can't tell people how we really feel.
Notes: Thanks to our amazing betas somadanne and larsfarm77, both for their invaluable skills and their patience. Thanks to melligator for the pretty icon

Comments

[sleepismyfriend]

FIRST!

[icedteainthebag]

Kat is gonna kick your ass.

[katamarann]

I was watching Dollhouse, godsdammit. And I decided to READ it before commenting.

[icedteainthebag]

So be the second one! Read! Comment!!

[katamarann]

"You can pretend I'm him if you need to," he whispers into the darkness.

Gods, that last bit killed me. At the end of the day, everyone is pretending...they're pretending to be others, to love others, to be with others. Bill is pretending she's Laura, but she never will be her, and therein lies the heartache. She wouldn't even mins if Nicco could pretend to be him. She pretends, he pretends, it's all part of imaginationland in Hoville.

I might be a little misty right now. I blame the PMS.

[icedteainthebag]

Such wonderful insight on pretending. "Nobody's who they really are." Seriously, I'm loving how much you are loving on this fic. It means a lot to me. I'd hug you but we soooo don't do that.

Frak the PMS. I blame this drama.

[katamarann]

And oh yeah, the Versace thing? Nice.

[icedteainthebag]

That was all tjonesy, I merely named the dude and did the Nicco-in-the-magazine mention.

This has all happened before. Apparently.

[bsg_aussiegirl]

I can't review this chapter. Will have to talk to you tomorrow. It is just waaay too sad and real. *goes off all teary*

[icedteainthebag]

*hugs*

Thank you. That means it did exactly what we intended it to do.

[tjonesy]

Awww (((Aussiegirl))) I hope we didn't upset you that much.

[icedteainthebag]

"he could love me... in time"

Yes, this. I'm so happy people are looking beyond what Brooke is doing for a living and seeing her as a human, and a woman, with desires and needs and dreams, just like anyone else. Thanks for feeling for her. She needs the love! ;)

And thanks for continuing to read, despite the lack of Laura (or Bill) in this section.

[icedteainthebag]

You have no idea how much that just made my night. We were both a little anxious about posting this section, with the absence of canon characters.

*happy.*

[icedteainthebag]

Oooh, comment from you *dances* :) Does it ever freak you out how much we fangirl you?

even if I risk catching something in the process.

Gods, poor little space whores is right :( :(

The human reflex to fantasize in order to deal with hardship is fascinating in itself and the way you two deal with it is absolutely enthralling.

Seriously, I think I love you. That is sooo what everybody is doing here. Yes.

I'm thrilled you love this fic so much, and please continue to ramble as much as you damn well please.

[icedteainthebag]

I don't want that to happen to Brooke!!! :( :( :( Luckily, they're using condoms... lots and lots of condoms. From the Fleet's condom ship, of course.

It may surprise you, but I'm not offended by your unintended dirtiness.

Weeee, mutual fangirling ftw!!