*She follows Lee into his office after the morning briefing*

You're sending me to Cloud 9 on vacation without you?

*Her voice is almost lightly teasing*

*Kara and Lee walk back through the door and into Galactica's gym, Kara holding an apple out to Lee ( Read more... )

*Kara comes back upstairs with a copy of The Tempest and two mugs of coffee, still pondering what Tower told her. She slips into their room quietly, figuring she'll sit and read for a while if Lee isn't around*

*After much hassling and stuff-spawning cabinets, Kara makes her way upstairs with milk and cookies. She knocks when she reaches her suite and then eases open the door and steps in*

Room service...

(Straight from here)

*Kara slams the door behind them, panting and laughing a little from the run, and flings the sim manual in the direction of the table*

Made it.

*She turns to him, eyes bright and hot*

(ooc: Immediately follows this)*Kara yawns facetiously as she opens the door to their room, her head on Lee's shoulder, his arm still around her waist. She slides out of the circle of his arm to kick off her boots by the closet. She strips off her tanks and drops them on the closet floor. She's trying to be better about cleaning, she just...doesn't ( Read more... )

*Less than a week after she got back to Galactica, Kara sat down in a Triad game and proposed a prank to play on their very overworked CAG. Since he seemed to work consistently late nights, she suggested that they move his mattress from the rackroom into his office while he's out flying CAP the next time. Helo and Hot Dog were easily recruited and ( Read more... )

*Kara walks into the room with a towel slung across her shoulders, fresh out of a sim run in an X-Wing. She's sweaty, she's tired, and she's jubilant because she finally managed to beat the scenario she's been flying for three days. Frak yeah, she's the best*