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Ficlet: Thinking with Portals
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obsessive_a101 asked for Lee and Kara - playing portals; Laura does the commentary. This is almost what she asked for.
Title: Thinking with Portals
Rating: Gen.
Characters: Kara, Lee and Laura.
A BSG/Portal 2 crossover...kind of.
Word Count 200
“When do I get my gun?”
“You have a portal gun.”
“A proper gun.”
“It’s a puzzle game, Kara. You don’t get a gun.”
“Then the point of this is?”
“It helps improve teamwork and morale.”
“And I’m not allowed to play the first person shooters anymore because?”
“Because constantly being spawn camped does not build moral.”
“Improves my morale pretty well.” As Lee sent his little robot into the portals she had set up, Kara shot a new exit portal over a pit of acid and grinned. “Owned again, Lee!”
Three crushings, four drownings, and Lee vowing revenge later, Kara had to admit this game wasn’t so bad.
Lee’s revenge was an innocent suggestion during one of those impromptu Presidential visits to see how the pilots relaxed; carefully planned of course, to make sure she did not actually see how the pilots relaxed.
“Which button do I press again?” Laura Roslin waved the remote vaguely at the screen as if that would convince it to drop the cube her computerised robot was holding.
“You press the x button. No, not now!” Kara watched in despair as the cube splashed into the water yet again. “Oh for fraks sake...Madame President.”
obsessive_a101 asked for Lee and Kara - playing portals; Laura does the commentary. This is almost what she asked for.Title: Thinking with Portals
Rating: Gen.
Characters: Kara, Lee and Laura.
A BSG/Portal 2 crossover...kind of.
Word Count 200
“When do I get my gun?”
“You have a portal gun.”
“A proper gun.”
“It’s a puzzle game, Kara. You don’t get a gun.”
“Then the point of this is?”
“It helps improve teamwork and morale.”
“And I’m not allowed to play the first person shooters anymore because?”
“Because constantly being spawn camped does not build moral.”
“Improves my morale pretty well.” As Lee sent his little robot into the portals she had set up, Kara shot a new exit portal over a pit of acid and grinned. “Owned again, Lee!”
Three crushings, four drownings, and Lee vowing revenge later, Kara had to admit this game wasn’t so bad.
Lee’s revenge was an innocent suggestion during one of those impromptu Presidential visits to see how the pilots relaxed; carefully planned of course, to make sure she did not actually see how the pilots relaxed.
“Which button do I press again?” Laura Roslin waved the remote vaguely at the screen as if that would convince it to drop the cube her computerised robot was holding.
“You press the x button. No, not now!” Kara watched in despair as the cube splashed into the water yet again. “Oh for fraks sake...Madame President.”