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[fourforone]

It doesn't take very long for a man to wander away when getting so many odd looks and I'm not exactly willing to stay forever, so I made my polite words and gave a nod of my head. I almost don't even want to know what that group of them was doing in the laundry room, looking like they'd been staring at a wall. Boredom could do many things, but that

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[frakkup]

Kara slipped out of the storage room when she saw Buck go, following him at a distance that would have been much less, any other day that she'd known him.

Her heart hurt, the ache sharp enough that she could feel its exact position in her chest, and her hands were balled tightly into fists so they wouldn't shake. The reel had been a lot to take in, especially on the heels of finding all her old nuggets on the walls of her hut, and while Kara didn't want Buck to have to revisit that feeling of failing those entrusted to him, she couldn't help but want to comfort him regardless.

Reaching the kitchen door, she paused, holding onto the frame just a little too tight. "In a hurry?"

[blessed_by_god]

Joe was long gone, and Sharon had stayed primarily for Kara. After Buck had...after he had left the other soldiers it was all footage of people she barely knew, if at all. It was still hard to watch, bringing up memories - some that were rightfully hers, others that weren't. The war back home was different from Joe and Buck's, though no less terrible, but their killing was done mostly at a distance, or in ships. Still, she couldn't stop thinking about what they had all been through.

She couldn't get the images - Joe's leg, Buck curled up in the hospital - from her mind, and was slow to follow Kara.

Kara should hate her. That thought swirled around with the others with each step she climbed, and she almost veered off to find Joe instead, but she supposed she had to at least get a look at Buck. Make sure he was really okay here.

[fourforone]

I turn, juice in hand and give the girls a long and suspicious look, wondering just what in hell's gone and spooked them so much. I sip at the glass and set it down, my gaze drifting from Kara to Sharon and then back again. "The way everyone was looking at me, I figured I accidentally ran over someone's puppy." Or their piglet, for that matter.

[frakkup]

"Course not," Kara murmured. "You didn't do anything." You couldn't have done anything - that was what she really wanted to say. "Need some help with that sandwich?"