It's a game of tactics and the stakes are nothing less than... well, than Kara. Hasn't every great war in history been fought by men over women? It's what he used to know anyway, a long time ago and all he knows now is that yeah, his life is defined by triangles but he doesn't want this one. Not the one with Kara at one point and him at another and Lee at the third.
Tactics, though, tactics. He knows how to work with pyramids, with triads, with threes. He knows three-steps-and-pass; he knows three minutes until the cigarette burns down to the filter; he knows three's a crowd. There's a time to let the number settle and there's a time to take action and right now, right here on this frakking planet where everything tastes and smells of blue-green algae, where he's third wheel second choice first to no one, he gets right up in Lee Adama's face and takes charge. Kara's his wife.
I don't know what the frak you think you're doing, blood boils in his veins, until Kara steps between them. Calls him honey, asks if they can not do this now.
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I wanted to write something fluffy and romantic for the prompt, but this scene got into my thoughts as a sort of masterful interplay of a different sort of tactical perspective and wouldn't let go. I love how the two of them always, always circle back to one another no matter what. Thanks for the great prompt.
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Long past the midnight curfew
We sat starry-eyed
We were satisfied
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Tactics, though, tactics. He knows how to work with pyramids, with triads, with threes. He knows three-steps-and-pass; he knows three minutes until the cigarette burns down to the filter; he knows three's a crowd. There's a time to let the number settle and there's a time to take action and right now, right here on this frakking planet where everything tastes and smells of blue-green algae, where he's third wheel second choice first to no one, he gets right up in Lee Adama's face and takes charge. Kara's his wife.
I don't know what the frak you think you're doing, blood boils in his veins, until Kara steps between them. Calls him honey, asks if they can not do this now. ( ... )
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