Oooooh, yes! :) Are they projecting? I love this. Sigh.
It had become something of a game between them, asking all of the little questions they never had time for between meetings and fuel reports.
I've always thought that they did something like this, and cherished the info they found out about each other. You write it in such a beautiful way. And \o/ on the Tauronese stew.
I love how you made this so incredibly sexy:
“Something red,” he said, and the decisiveness in his voice made her shiver. “Something that leaves your shoulders bare. And your hair is up.”
“All right.”
“Can you see it, Laura?” Bill asked against her neck.
Projecting? Yeah, in a way. I always liked that bit of Cylon lore, and thought it could apply in a similar, "What Dreams May Come" fashion here (like, maybe the reason the Cylons can project is because they die, and eventually learned how to bring that ability back with them).
Thank you, both for reading and leaving such lovely comments (and for encouraging me to get an entry in!). :)
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It had become something of a game between them, asking all of the little questions they never had time for between meetings and fuel reports.
I've always thought that they did something like this, and cherished the info they found out about each other. You write it in such a beautiful way. And \o/ on the Tauronese stew.
I love how you made this so incredibly sexy:
“Something red,” he said, and the decisiveness in his voice made her shiver. “Something that leaves your shoulders bare. And your hair is up.”
“All right.”
“Can you see it, Laura?” Bill asked against her neck.
This was so lovely.
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Thank you, both for reading and leaving such lovely comments (and for encouraging me to get an entry in!). :)
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Thank you for reading!
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