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Galen Tyrol was surprisingly light on his feet.  When Laura complimented him, he said, “All that temple dancing as a kid.  I can Molitius Prance with the best bell ringers.”  His grin was infectious.

“I dare not try,” Laura said.  “Particularly tonight with a few drinks.”

He looked as sly as his big, honest face could manage.  “Ah, you passed on ( Read more... )

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Lee gave Laura a charming smile, even if his face was as battered as his father’s.  “Never got to dance with you on Founders Day.”

“I don’t remember you asking,” she said.

“Oh, well, I was going to ask if I saw you,” he said, stumbling a bit with his glib tongue.

Small talk, small talk, she reminded herself.  “I’m sorry you lost your command, ( Read more... )

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The ragtag band valiantly played a bit too loud for so few couples; the dancers’ shuffle could be heard over the tinny music.

Adama’s back was to the women’s entrance, but Tigh said something, and he glanced over his shoulder, nodding her way before returning to his conversation with the loud-mouthed captain of the Hawk’s Flight.

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Author: bugs
Summary: Roslin pulls Adama’s dog tags out of the box.

Word Count: 15,700, complete, broken into 14 parts.
Rating: T+ (language and sexual situations.)
Category: Relationship, Humor, Angst
Pairing or Focus: A/R
Spoilers/Disclaimers: Post-Unfinished Business

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It was a long walk from the hanger deck with its ( Read more... )