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bibliodragonTITLE: Tactical Knowledge
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bibliodragon
RATING: G
WORDS: 100
Talking had melted into a smoke filled hum of touching and stars and the beat of distant music.
And more touching.
There was a slight heat in the rising sun, but the delightful sound against his ear was what cut through the drugged haze of sleep, more effectively than all the remaining coffee in the universe.
"Laura."
Laura Roslin had a ticklish elbow. He would have to file that away like any good tactician would.
Groggily she became aware of his amused blue eyes, then turning her head to see soft brown eyes looking at her.
Jake wagged his tail
TITLE: "You'd Be Surprised."
AUTHOR:bibliodragon
RATING: T
WORDS: 200
He had to admit, it was good to be a Viper pilot. War, danger, threat of death, friends not making it; yes, there were bad points. But on shore leave, with the men willing to buy a beer for "our brave boys" and the admiring looks from the ladies, and yes, admiration that so often went beyond just looking, damn, it was good to be a pilot.
But at this party, the latest in a long list of parties this shore leave, he had lost count countless beers ago but Juan get swearing that this next party he had heard about was frakking awesome, he was spending his time flirting with a young blond with clear green eyes and an arch way of smiling while refusing to just fall on her back for him. And it wasn't as if there weren't any easier lays out there, hell even with his fellow pilots there were still plenty going spare. But this one did have a spectacular pair of legs.
And things were about to go further, had her parents not come home. One punch from her father later, he was going to kill Juan for dragging them to another teenage party.
AUTHOR:
bibliodragonRATING: G
WORDS: 100
Talking had melted into a smoke filled hum of touching and stars and the beat of distant music.
And more touching.
There was a slight heat in the rising sun, but the delightful sound against his ear was what cut through the drugged haze of sleep, more effectively than all the remaining coffee in the universe.
"Laura."
Laura Roslin had a ticklish elbow. He would have to file that away like any good tactician would.
Groggily she became aware of his amused blue eyes, then turning her head to see soft brown eyes looking at her.
Jake wagged his tail
TITLE: "You'd Be Surprised."
AUTHOR:
bibliodragonRATING: T
WORDS: 200
He had to admit, it was good to be a Viper pilot. War, danger, threat of death, friends not making it; yes, there were bad points. But on shore leave, with the men willing to buy a beer for "our brave boys" and the admiring looks from the ladies, and yes, admiration that so often went beyond just looking, damn, it was good to be a pilot.
But at this party, the latest in a long list of parties this shore leave, he had lost count countless beers ago but Juan get swearing that this next party he had heard about was frakking awesome, he was spending his time flirting with a young blond with clear green eyes and an arch way of smiling while refusing to just fall on her back for him. And it wasn't as if there weren't any easier lays out there, hell even with his fellow pilots there were still plenty going spare. But this one did have a spectacular pair of legs.
And things were about to go further, had her parents not come home. One punch from her father later, he was going to kill Juan for dragging them to another teenage party.
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