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Yay! It's finally fall! Actually fall, and not just teasing fall that lasts for a few days before it warms up again. My sisters and I are planning our epic Halloween dinner, to be eaten as we watch the most triumphant premiere of The Walking Dead. I would be excited about a zombie show anyway, but it's Frank Darabont, and Bear McCreary is doing the music, so you know it's going to be amazing. As far as meal planning goes, so far all we have are barbeque meatballs and green chile bacon cheddar croissant things. Maybe some sherbet punch? And I think ghost sugar cookies. We're still working on it.
scifiland had a fic challenge that I actually did, but then I missed the deadline. I'm still kind of pissed about it, heh. Anyway, since I didn't get to submit in time, I'm just going to post it here, since it's ineligible for voting. We had to pick one of three sentences and build the fic around it, which was a really fun exercise.
Title: Untitled Drabble (IDK, dudes)
Specs: Battlestar Galactica, Laura, no spoilers, 250 words
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I did not bother getting out my DVDs to check these numbers, so they're probably off. Eh.
Prompt: "She's been dreaming and not sleeping, on a road not meant for traveling."
72 days. 46,326 survivors. 68 ships. Laura wakes, and the numbers are already waiting, there in her mind before anything else. A narrow couch, not meant for sleeping. She could acquire something better, this job does have its perks after all, but she prefers this skinny bed, this rough blanket, the thin curtain an inadequate partition.
Laura's been thinking about the coldness of space. She's been imagining white-hot flashes, blasts of wind, the sound skulls make when they click together. She's been dreaming and not sleeping, on a road not meant for traveling. She's been listening to her body, the quiet whispers of malignant sneaks hiding in dark corners.
Laura's fingers shake this morning. Brushing her hair. A stranger brushes her hair in the mirror in front of her. She only packed three suits, and she pulls one on now; slick satin shirt rough against her skin, jacket buttoning too loose and she'll need to cut a new buttonhole, this jacket used to fit. A president should look presidential.
Laura takes a pill with water, and she prays today there are no visions. She coughs. She's heard this cough before, at a lunch at that bistro in Thebes. Her mother didn't tell her for another two months, but she knew hearing that cough, that dry little cough, and her meal grew cold.
Laura hopes today is boring. She hopes the Dradis stays clear. She hopes the Raptors find something, anything. She hopes this fragile calm knitting them all together holds for one more day.
She hopes.
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Title: Untitled Drabble (IDK, dudes)
Specs: Battlestar Galactica, Laura, no spoilers, 250 words
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I did not bother getting out my DVDs to check these numbers, so they're probably off. Eh.
Prompt: "She's been dreaming and not sleeping, on a road not meant for traveling."
72 days. 46,326 survivors. 68 ships. Laura wakes, and the numbers are already waiting, there in her mind before anything else. A narrow couch, not meant for sleeping. She could acquire something better, this job does have its perks after all, but she prefers this skinny bed, this rough blanket, the thin curtain an inadequate partition.
Laura's been thinking about the coldness of space. She's been imagining white-hot flashes, blasts of wind, the sound skulls make when they click together. She's been dreaming and not sleeping, on a road not meant for traveling. She's been listening to her body, the quiet whispers of malignant sneaks hiding in dark corners.
Laura's fingers shake this morning. Brushing her hair. A stranger brushes her hair in the mirror in front of her. She only packed three suits, and she pulls one on now; slick satin shirt rough against her skin, jacket buttoning too loose and she'll need to cut a new buttonhole, this jacket used to fit. A president should look presidential.
Laura takes a pill with water, and she prays today there are no visions. She coughs. She's heard this cough before, at a lunch at that bistro in Thebes. Her mother didn't tell her for another two months, but she knew hearing that cough, that dry little cough, and her meal grew cold.
Laura hopes today is boring. She hopes the Dradis stays clear. She hopes the Raptors find something, anything. She hopes this fragile calm knitting them all together holds for one more day.
She hopes.
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Date: 2010-10-27 06:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-27 06:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-27 06:48 pm (UTC)Why don't I have any Roslin icons? Hmm.
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Date: 2010-10-27 06:51 pm (UTC)Srsly! Get on that! ;)
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Date: 2010-10-27 06:52 pm (UTC)I really do need to sit down and do a comprehensive BSG icon rewatch. Along with all my other show rewatches. Why don't I have more time to watch TV?!
BTW, where are you in TNG?
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Date: 2010-10-27 07:09 pm (UTC)Oy. My main complaint in life right now is NOT ENOUGH TIME TO DO ANYTHING EVEEEER [whiiine].
I stopped dead in s5 back when I discovered BSG. I've got one friend I watch TNG with and we've watched the occasional episode since... I think we just finished Power Play. (I've also seen some s6 and the occaisonal s7 episode... I'm not too worried about spoilers.)
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Date: 2010-10-27 07:29 pm (UTC)How are the art school apps going?
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Date: 2010-10-27 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-27 07:44 pm (UTC)Heeeeeee that icon. ♥
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Date: 2010-10-27 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-27 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-27 08:30 pm (UTC)And Lord knows I can just skip right past S2.
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Date: 2010-10-27 09:38 pm (UTC)Yeah, there's like three episodes in S1 I care about watching. The Big Gooodbyyyyyyye.
ETA: Haha you were too slow. Too slow!
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Date: 2010-10-27 09:40 pm (UTC)Yes, that one's pretty fabulous. And I like Measure of a Man from S2, too.
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Date: 2010-10-27 09:43 pm (UTC)Mostly S2 is just so writer's strike bad, plus there's no Crusher, so eh. I slogged through it because I'm a completist, but I can't see watching any of it again. (Man, if I'd been watching it when it was on, having no idea that Crusher was going to come back? I probably would have cried forever.)
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Date: 2010-10-27 09:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-27 09:50 pm (UTC)Hee the hats. Lord.
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Date: 2010-10-27 10:07 pm (UTC)K, ha, I have to drive home from work now. "Work." Hrm.
...AND WORK ON MY ART SCHOOL APS! YES.
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Date: 2010-10-27 11:08 pm (UTC)You know, I figure twenty bucks or whatever for a year of fun happy fandom things isn't too much to pay, considering how much I get out of it. I could spend my money on a lot worse.
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Date: 2010-10-28 12:33 am (UTC)...icons. ICONS. ICONS!!!!1
Dude, you're ...so incredibly awesome! You got me a whole year???? :o :o Thank you thank you thank you!!!!
What's the occasion for the gifties??
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Date: 2010-10-28 12:36 am (UTC)I think, if I don't work tomorrow, that I will do it tomorrow. Argh, I need to start making Christmas presents, too. EVERY YEAR I AM LIKE, DO NOT WAIT TILL DECEMBER. AND THEN I DO.
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Date: 2010-10-28 12:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-28 01:08 am (UTC)(These comments are like poems, now. Very narrow poems.)
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Date: 2010-10-28 01:23 am (UTC)Yes. I keep picturing your other friends clicking over to check out the massive amount of conversing going on in your comments and discovering it's just the two of us. And I claim I have no free time. [3rd facepalm of the day]
Edit: Heeeeyyyy check me out correcting typos without deleting and reposting!
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Date: 2010-10-27 09:37 pm (UTC)My goodness, yes. *twitch*
(Awwwww your icon <3<3<3. That's from the batch that got me started on all this nonsense -- I remember it perfectly!)
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Date: 2010-10-28 01:26 am (UTC)Love the fic, very visual and descriptive.
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Date: 2010-10-28 01:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-28 02:29 am (UTC)(My fringeverse team is pretty much forgetful of everything though, we are sooo behind!)
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