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Apr 20, 2009 18:21

WHO: Flea and whoever (OPEN TO ALL PLZ)
WHERE: Wandering the halls of the base
WHAT: Flea's arrival on the base

Flea was wandering the halls. He (she?) made no noise as he (she?) went, as his (her?!) feet were a comfortable six inches above the ground. Walking was soooo last year ( Read more... )

lee adama, flea

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apollofreaked April 20 2009, 23:39:29 UTC

Lee came walking around the corner muttering to himself about his latest failure to make Kara see things his way. He'd been thinking that maybe he needed to go take one of the Vipers and just go fly off somewhere. His thoughts were interrupted by a cajoling voice that was calling for someone named Darlings to come out from somewhere.

"Uh who are you looking for?" he said in confusion.

powerispretty April 21 2009, 06:53:55 UTC

"Ah, there you are, darling!" Flea turned, critically eying the man's outfit. He paused for a moment in (not-so-)mock shock. The crimes people could get away with sometimes.

"I'm looking for you, and anyone else. This place is so frightfully dull. Now where are we and who are you?" This time there was no pause before, "And hurry up, darling, I have got all day."

apollofreaked April 21 2009, 13:03:41 UTC

His attention now fully diverted Lee looked at the...well he(?) was obviously another one of the non-humans if Lee had developed any ability to tell in the time he had been here. "I'm nobody's darling," he said, the sarcasm fueled by his exasperation at the situation with Kara bursting through. He wondered at the reaction to him that was showing on the other's face. What had he done to elicit that?

"Me? Nobody really wants me." The constant battle also fueled bouts of self-doubt and that was particularly evident now. "but this place is anything but dull, just look around some. It's called Area42, to answer your question though, and you're an eternal prisoner here now, and oh yeah you aren't real either, apparently none of us are. You're just a figment of some writer's imagination. Oh and if somebody doesn't try to kill you in your first day here you should consider yourself blessed ( ... )

powerispretty April 24 2009, 13:29:07 UTC

"My, my." Flea put his hands on his hips at the beginning of the tirade, a pouty scowl on his face. "Somebody woke up on the wrong side of bed today, didn't we?"

"Well!" Flea exclaimed as he was pushed aside. "First boring and now horrendously rude!" He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted down the hall. "Anyone else around? Someone interesting and not on the rag?"