BSG Drabble: Exercise
Written for wisteria_ on a prompt of Kara/Dee. Yes. Kara/Dee. A little-ish. Hey, I only had a hundred words with which to work!
“Bye, Billy!” Dee pushed open the hatch to the exercise room. “Oh! Captain Thrace?”
Kara grinned. “Expecting someone else?”
The smaller woman nodded
“Lee’s stuck in CIC. I told him I’d take over the self-defense class. Can’t say I see much of a class, though.” Kara looked ostentatiously around the empty room.
Dee fidgeted. “You know how it is. We all pull extra hours. I missed the last session, myself.”
“Then you’ll need the practice, won’t you?” Kara took a defensive stance. “Unarmed combat?”
Dee closed in, feinting high, swinging low. They hit the ground together.
“This will be fun.”
“Bye, Billy!” Dee pushed open the hatch to the exercise room. “Oh! Captain Thrace?”
Kara grinned. “Expecting someone else?”
The smaller woman nodded
“Lee’s stuck in CIC. I told him I’d take over the self-defense class. Can’t say I see much of a class, though.” Kara looked ostentatiously around the empty room.
Dee fidgeted. “You know how it is. We all pull extra hours. I missed the last session, myself.”
“Then you’ll need the practice, won’t you?” Kara took a defensive stance. “Unarmed combat?”
Dee closed in, feinting high, swinging low. They hit the ground together.
“This will be fun.”