Challenge 127
Perceptions
Characters: Laura Roslin/Ellen Tigh
Challenge 127 cage
Wordcount: 250
Rating: Teen
Thanks to
dixgrl78for the beta
Ellen watched as Laura Roslin danced and flirted with the Galactica crew. For a prissy (in her opinion) school teacher/ex-politician she had a surprising raunchy selection of moves, from the classic demure in Bill’s arms to a bump and grind with Cottle.
Ellen spun round as a hand groped her and glared at the former pilot who smiled brazenly back at her. “Wanna play?” he invited drunkenly.
“No.”
“Aww come on honey, you know you want to.”
Glaring indignantly at him, her reply was interrupted by the irritating redhead heading to the bar.
“Nice moves, ma’am.” Ellen’s erstwhile suitor complimented, turning his full attention to Laura.
“Thank you kind Sir.” Laura replied giving him a wide beaming smile.
“Would you do me the honour?”
Ellen’s ire turned to disbelief, how come she got ‘wanna frak me’ and Laura Roslin got an invitation to dance.
This time she watched the crowd as the pilot and the teacher gyrated on the dance floor. Laura drew a surprising amount of looks, some just watching the display, others with definite looks of desire.
Despite that, when Laura left the floor she was given a respectful distance, no fumbling gropes or requests for sex.
Ellen sighed, musing that if she had danced like that with as many partners, the gossip mill would be on overdrive. Why did people never see beyond the image she projected and see the real her? Why was she trapped in being Ellen the drunk, Ellen the whore? Never just Ellen.