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[jeeshee]

Evening, New Caprica

She undressed him, button by button, with the soft light of the long dusk pooling on the floor. The blood was brown now under her fingernails and on the tips of her hair. The glow of killing had faded.

I love Kara Thrace

The memory came unbidden as she removed his shirt.

I love Kara Thrace and I don’t care who

Comments

[lunar47]

oh wow. that was like really good. I loved how you incorporated her experience with Lee and also her relationship with Sam.

Did some metal headed centurion sit at a table and sketch this man
LOL

memming this fic

[c_regalis]

I like this. A LOT. Thank you for posting!

[jeeshee]

Thank you for reading :)