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[notagod_apollo]

Lee Adama has a cup of coffee and a large atlas. He also has a table to sit at, but that's kind of beside the point. He's absently stirring his coffee as he studies the topography of a continent called 'Europe' with singular fascination. Come poke him, see if he jumps.

((OOC: Warning for nekkid Pilots inna lake in the Starbuck/Apollo thread

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[presidentpythia]

She's slept, and as a consequence feels much steadier when she makes her way downstairs once more.

Roslin walks across the room to the bar and sets the key down with a soft 'click.'

"Thank you."

[notagod_apollo]

Lee's not quite so absorbed in his maps not to recognize that voice. His head snaps up and his eyes go wide, and he stands, somewhat shakily.

"Madame President..."

[oh_frak_me]

*She stands and salutes*

Madame President...

[presidentpythia]

Roslin turns at the sound of their voices, and smiles warmly at them.

"Captain Apollo. Lieutenant Thrace."

[notagod_apollo]

"Madame President... um... Welcome to Milliways?"

[oh_frak_me]

*She catches the use of her rank and sighs a little, ready to go another round with surprise demotion*

[presidentpythia]

"Thank you," she says, a little wryly.

"I hope I'm not intruding?"

[notagod_apollo]

Lee catches Kara's sigh and elbows her a little.

"No sir. We were just... Um... may I ask how long you've been here, Madame President?"

[oh_frak_me]

*She keeps standing on the other side of him, suppressing the urge to stick out her tongue*

[presidentpythia]

"I arrived last night."

She glances back and forth between them, then adds,

"It's all right, Captain, Lieutenant. I had the good fortune to run into the commander, who informed me that there's some sort of time differential involved?"

[notagod_apollo]

Lee looks a little relieved, there's less to explain at least.

"Um, right. We're... from a substantial amount of time after dad is. He didn't want us to tell him anything about what happens though... Gods this is strange."

[oh_frak_me]

No shit. Uh, excuse me, Madame President.

[presidentpythia]

"Don't worry about it," she tells Thrace, smiling a little. "You're quite right, both of you; it's exceedingly strange."

She pushes her glasses up on her nose, then looks back at them.

"I understand you've both been here for some time? Is there anything I should know about this place?"

[notagod_apollo]

Lee thinks about this for a moment.

"Um... first and foremost... you shouldn't be surprised if you meet people here from Earth. There seem to be quite a few."

He glances at Kara for ideas.

[oh_frak_me]

Uh, the beer is good, there are sim units upstairs, the lake makes for a great swim, the beds are really comfortable...?

*The President always makes her feel awkward*

[presidentpythia]

"Now, if only any of them could give us the direction that we need," she murmurs.

"And I'm already aware of the beds," Roslin adds. "I don't think I've ever needed sleep so badly as I did last night."