"New Horizons" - Adama/Roslin Drabble
Title: New Horizons
Paring: Adama/Roslin
Rating: R
Word Count: 300 words
Disclaimer: Not my characters or television show.
A/N: Written for the "chain of command" prompt at ar_drabbles. Thanks to redrockcan for her encouragement.
“Here,” she said excitedly as she held out a tiny cigarette. Bill inspected it with a frown.
“Laura,” he started slowly, “is this…what I think it is?” he asked carefully.
Her response was a fresh peel of giggles and a squeeze of his shoulder.
“Yes Bill, it is,” she said brightly.
“Where did you get this?” Laura was full of surprises today. He liked it.
“Confiscated it from my students,” she said. “The perks of being New Caprica’s senior teacher, without a grumpy Principle or formal administration to answer to.” She winked at him.
“That’s quite a perk, must be nice being the lady in charge. Do you share your finds with members of your teaching staff?” he asked teasingly.
“No, this was reserved for today. I wanted to share it with my favourite Admiral.”
“I’m the only Admiral,” he corrected her with a proud smile. Her eyes flickered to the pips on his collar, which she had given him.
“Well aren’t you lucky then?” she said as she snagged his lighter and lit the hand rolled joint. “Mmm, it’s been decades since I’ve smoked,” she admitted as she exhaled and passed the substance to Bill.
“Me too. Last time I had one of these was just before I went into the military.” He took a deep drag, enjoying the mellowing affects of the herb.
“To new beginnings,” she murmured as he passed it back. Holding the joint up as if toasting, she grinned widely at him.
“To old friends,” he responded.
“To days off,” she giggled.
He nudged her slightly closer to him, cupping her jaw, pausing for a moment before kissing her softly.
Her lips were sweetened by the smoke, which hung between them like a sheer veil.
“To second chances,” he said.
Paring: Adama/Roslin
Rating: R
Word Count: 300 words
Disclaimer: Not my characters or television show.
A/N: Written for the "chain of command" prompt at ar_drabbles. Thanks to redrockcan for her encouragement.
“Here,” she said excitedly as she held out a tiny cigarette. Bill inspected it with a frown.
“Laura,” he started slowly, “is this…what I think it is?” he asked carefully.
Her response was a fresh peel of giggles and a squeeze of his shoulder.
“Yes Bill, it is,” she said brightly.
“Where did you get this?” Laura was full of surprises today. He liked it.
“Confiscated it from my students,” she said. “The perks of being New Caprica’s senior teacher, without a grumpy Principle or formal administration to answer to.” She winked at him.
“That’s quite a perk, must be nice being the lady in charge. Do you share your finds with members of your teaching staff?” he asked teasingly.
“No, this was reserved for today. I wanted to share it with my favourite Admiral.”
“I’m the only Admiral,” he corrected her with a proud smile. Her eyes flickered to the pips on his collar, which she had given him.
“Well aren’t you lucky then?” she said as she snagged his lighter and lit the hand rolled joint. “Mmm, it’s been decades since I’ve smoked,” she admitted as she exhaled and passed the substance to Bill.
“Me too. Last time I had one of these was just before I went into the military.” He took a deep drag, enjoying the mellowing affects of the herb.
“To new beginnings,” she murmured as he passed it back. Holding the joint up as if toasting, she grinned widely at him.
“To old friends,” he responded.
“To days off,” she giggled.
He nudged her slightly closer to him, cupping her jaw, pausing for a moment before kissing her softly.
Her lips were sweetened by the smoke, which hung between them like a sheer veil.
“To second chances,” he said.