~BSG: The Last Supper
Title: The Last Supper
Author: kastari
Summary: Friends are the family we choose for ourselves.
Characters: Adama/Roslin, Cottle, Ishay
Rating: T
Word Count: 100
Author’s Note: Written for the 56th ar_drabbles challenge. Prompt: Family gathering
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.
The Last Supper
Ten years had passed.
Their gathering had become a ritual.
The number of those who shared in the celebration was fluid. Sometimes there were more. Sometimes less.
Always there were three.
They sat around the fire pit. Having broken bread together, they passed a bottle.
“Just look at that moon,” Ishay said.
With a grunt, Cottle flicked his cigarette into the flames. Roslin hated his vice. It was a fond memory.
Layne leaned into him. Sherman’s arm snaked around her, pulling her closer.
The three old friends looked upward.
“Yeah," Bill said. "Beautiful.”
She smiled down on all of them.
~finis~
Author: kastari
Summary: Friends are the family we choose for ourselves.
Characters: Adama/Roslin, Cottle, Ishay
Rating: T
Word Count: 100
Author’s Note: Written for the 56th ar_drabbles challenge. Prompt: Family gathering
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.
The Last Supper
Ten years had passed.
Their gathering had become a ritual.
The number of those who shared in the celebration was fluid. Sometimes there were more. Sometimes less.
Always there were three.
They sat around the fire pit. Having broken bread together, they passed a bottle.
“Just look at that moon,” Ishay said.
With a grunt, Cottle flicked his cigarette into the flames. Roslin hated his vice. It was a fond memory.
Layne leaned into him. Sherman’s arm snaked around her, pulling her closer.
The three old friends looked upward.
“Yeah," Bill said. "Beautiful.”
She smiled down on all of them.
~finis~