~BSG: Twin Moons (For bsg_aussiegirl. On the occasion of her birthday.)
Title: Twin Moons
Author: kastari
Summary: Out with the old and in with the new. Theirs was a marriage on the QT. We always knew they were. From the very beginning…
Characters: Adama/Roslin
Rating: T
Word Count: 200
Time Frame: Post ‘Exodus’
Author’s Note: Written for the 41st ar_drabbles challenge. Prompt: Happy New Year
Additional Note: A bit of RCT just for you, bsg_aussiegirl. I believe in extended celebrations. The saga continues. Happy birthday, my friend.
(Star jargon reference found in Moonstruck.)
From the beginning:
enterrement de vie de garcon
enterrement de vie de garcon, la deuxieme partie
After Party
Alpha Dog by lacklusterfic
Something Blue
From This Day Forward
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.
Twin Moons
They snuggled together on the observation deck, stargazing.
“How did you manage this?”
“Hmmm?” He nuzzled her neck.
His breath tickling her, she shivered. “This. How did you manage this?” She motioned around the room-- empty except for the two of them.
“I’m the commander. It’s my ship.”
She laughed and nestled deeper into his embrace. “You’re wearing my ring,” she teased, twisting the gold band around his finger.
“I am.”
“No one knows except Saul and Jack?”
“Nope. We’ll tell the kids in due time, Mrs. Adama.”
She hummed. “That has such a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
“Yes.” He tightened his arms around her and looked out the windows. It was a magnificent view. “You know, they don’t twinkle up here.”
She stared at the unchanging pinpoints of light. “Well, of course not. Stellar scintillation requires a turbulent atmosphere. No churning atmosphere, no light refracted in different directions. That equals no apparent change in image, brightness or position, hence, no twinkle. I remember New Caprica. It’s all an illusion.” She snorted. “Isn’t that romantic.”
He chuckled. Slowly his hands slid down her body until they firmly cupped her ass. “No, but just look at these moons…”
~finis~
Author: kastari
Summary: Out with the old and in with the new. Theirs was a marriage on the QT. We always knew they were. From the very beginning…
Characters: Adama/Roslin
Rating: T
Word Count: 200
Time Frame: Post ‘Exodus’
Author’s Note: Written for the 41st ar_drabbles challenge. Prompt: Happy New Year
Additional Note: A bit of RCT just for you, bsg_aussiegirl. I believe in extended celebrations. The saga continues. Happy birthday, my friend.
(Star jargon reference found in Moonstruck.)
From the beginning:
enterrement de vie de garcon
enterrement de vie de garcon, la deuxieme partie
After Party
Alpha Dog by lacklusterfic
Something Blue
From This Day Forward
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.
Twin Moons
They snuggled together on the observation deck, stargazing.
“How did you manage this?”
“Hmmm?” He nuzzled her neck.
His breath tickling her, she shivered. “This. How did you manage this?” She motioned around the room-- empty except for the two of them.
“I’m the commander. It’s my ship.”
She laughed and nestled deeper into his embrace. “You’re wearing my ring,” she teased, twisting the gold band around his finger.
“I am.”
“No one knows except Saul and Jack?”
“Nope. We’ll tell the kids in due time, Mrs. Adama.”
She hummed. “That has such a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
“Yes.” He tightened his arms around her and looked out the windows. It was a magnificent view. “You know, they don’t twinkle up here.”
She stared at the unchanging pinpoints of light. “Well, of course not. Stellar scintillation requires a turbulent atmosphere. No churning atmosphere, no light refracted in different directions. That equals no apparent change in image, brightness or position, hence, no twinkle. I remember New Caprica. It’s all an illusion.” She snorted. “Isn’t that romantic.”
He chuckled. Slowly his hands slid down her body until they firmly cupped her ass. “No, but just look at these moons…”
~finis~