Core curriculum
For ar_drabbles 'challenge no 17: it's canon with music'
Summary: Abstinence-only was not going to be part of the Colonial curriculum
Rating:M
Word Count: 300
Time frame: "Final Cut"
A/N: Canon dialogue in bold. Cut text is from an epigram collected by Sir Richard Burton. Because if anyone had a copy of Elephantis, it would be Bill Adama.
"How's the filming?"
"Fine. Most of my men think it's a joke. They could use the laugh."
"Biers getting anything you don't want her to?"
"A little. The threats against Tigh. We'll handle it."
"They serious?"
"We'll handle it," he repeated.
"'From the darkness, you must fall, failed and weak, to darkness all.' Kataris. Not one of his best. A clue?"
"Everyone knows Kataris. Elephantis might've been a clue."
Laura leaned against the couch, balancing her glass on her stomach. Bill pulled her feet into his lap. "In 20 years, Kataris would be a clue."
"Hmm?"
"Soon poetry will be forgotten. I've spent months creating educational policies that go nowhere. Know why?"
"No textbooks."
She gestured toward his bookcases. "This is the Colonial Archives. I've had donations -- a kid on Promethus has PoliSci books. Your son's back issues of In Music, but none of the discs. I took a meeting about curriculum on the way over and Hot Dog offered the last known copy of Nymph. And I'm supposed to maintain our knowledge and history. Still have the holy books. We might be headed for a new Dark Age."
"We'll recover," Bill said. "Always have."
"It's a waste. We have the knowledge. Why reinvent the wheel?'
"It's not a lost cause."
"I was a teacher long before I was Secretary of Education, and causes are only lost when we give up. I'm not giving up."
"Good. Nymph?"
"Yeah."
"Hot Dog."
"No."
"You took it?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Thought we could trade. Some of your books for--" Laura reached into her blouse for the magazine --"this."
"Trading sexual favors for goods, Madam President?"
"Goods for goods. If I were to trade sexual favors, Commander, I'd expect your entire library in return."
Bill reached under her skirt. "It's a deal."
Summary: Abstinence-only was not going to be part of the Colonial curriculum
Rating:M
Word Count: 300
Time frame: "Final Cut"
A/N: Canon dialogue in bold. Cut text is from an epigram collected by Sir Richard Burton. Because if anyone had a copy of Elephantis, it would be Bill Adama.
"How's the filming?"
"Fine. Most of my men think it's a joke. They could use the laugh."
"Biers getting anything you don't want her to?"
"A little. The threats against Tigh. We'll handle it."
"They serious?"
"We'll handle it," he repeated.
"'From the darkness, you must fall, failed and weak, to darkness all.' Kataris. Not one of his best. A clue?"
"Everyone knows Kataris. Elephantis might've been a clue."
Laura leaned against the couch, balancing her glass on her stomach. Bill pulled her feet into his lap. "In 20 years, Kataris would be a clue."
"Hmm?"
"Soon poetry will be forgotten. I've spent months creating educational policies that go nowhere. Know why?"
"No textbooks."
She gestured toward his bookcases. "This is the Colonial Archives. I've had donations -- a kid on Promethus has PoliSci books. Your son's back issues of In Music, but none of the discs. I took a meeting about curriculum on the way over and Hot Dog offered the last known copy of Nymph. And I'm supposed to maintain our knowledge and history. Still have the holy books. We might be headed for a new Dark Age."
"We'll recover," Bill said. "Always have."
"It's a waste. We have the knowledge. Why reinvent the wheel?'
"It's not a lost cause."
"I was a teacher long before I was Secretary of Education, and causes are only lost when we give up. I'm not giving up."
"Good. Nymph?"
"Yeah."
"Hot Dog."
"No."
"You took it?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Thought we could trade. Some of your books for--" Laura reached into her blouse for the magazine --"this."
"Trading sexual favors for goods, Madam President?"
"Goods for goods. If I were to trade sexual favors, Commander, I'd expect your entire library in return."
Bill reached under her skirt. "It's a deal."