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halas
It hit him like an avalanche of snow monsters: Lee Adama missed his little room in that far away planet, missed the faces of all those strange and wonderful people, missed the professors with odd names and odder habits, missed the parties and the strip triad, missed the depths of John Crichton's blue eyes.
But most of all, he missed eating toast. -
nostalgia
Lee Gideon Adama sits at his desk, quietly contemplating his day and relaxing his muscles. His foot hits against something that clinks against the wall and then falls with that distinct slosh-of-liquid-against-glass sound. Peering down to look at it, he discovers a bottle of Earth ambr…vodka. A smile touches his lips and he goes in search of shot ( Read more... ) -
[Sunday Evening]
Lee hated Sunday evenings as they were the harbingers of doom known as "school starts up again tomorrow." He sighed and went to open some of the many unopened letters from his mother. Dear Lee, They're coming--, he read before he heard a sharp knock at his door.
( disappearing into the night ) -
[Sunday Morning]
After radio, Lee had stumbled back to his room and fell flat on his face on his bed, sleeping in his stage makeup and clothes. Waking up was a difficult experience as his entire body ached and he felt hoarse. A quick shower, cup of tea and change of clothes helped a little. A few necessary phone calls helped a lot ( Read more... ) -
[Saturday Afternoon]
Lee paced in his room, thinking hard about his lines for tonight's performance of A Midsummer Night's Dream. But his mind kept being distracted by the mess he had just placed himself in.
Steeling himself, he called Kara and left a messageFeeling only slightly better, he continued to work on his lines and worry about forgetting his longer speeches ( Read more... ) -
[Monday Evening] [NWS!!]
Lee watches reruns of his favorite show while avoiding his homework, his Colonial Fleet paperwork, the pile of mail from his mom on the desk, and the odd feeling of doom settling into the back of his mind. What a dull day, he thinks. -
[Saturday Evening]
After chatting briefly on the phone, Lee makes toast while waiting for a visit from Sam. Toast with lots of butter and jam. Because he clearly needs to gain a few more pounds. Clearly. -
[After rehearsal]
Lee wonders how they read through a three-hour, five act Shakespearian play in three hours... but one does not question the mysteries of the theatre.
One does question the mysteries of women, however. Three in particular. Lee is so utterly and completely frakked. -
[Sunday Evening]
It's not been a good day. Behind in class, his make up essays haven't been completed, he's behind in his reading, he's a ridiculously conflicted about his love life, he's set to be the lead in the school play and he may have just alienated his co-star, and - in theory - his homeworld is about to be attacked ( Read more... )