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Dec. 22nd, 2010 09:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sunshine_queenAs much as I dreaded turning 23, it really has been one of my better birthdays. It's been really laid back and relaxed, and everyone I expected to call or text did, and a lot of people I didn't expect to remember did, and then my tumblr exploded with birthday love, which was really unexpected and wonderful.
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from princesaskater
from Eyeliner
from falling-to-pieces
from globotheque
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from couldntlivewithoutyou
So, over all, 23 has been pretty good so far.
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radon_from princesaskater
from Eyeliner
from falling-to-pieces
from globotheque
and
from couldntlivewithoutyou
So, over all, 23 has been pretty good so far.
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Date: 2010-12-23 03:57 am (UTC)Now I feel bad I didn't pretty something up for you, but EEEE HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
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Date: 2010-12-23 04:04 am (UTC)And no worries! I didn't do this to make anyone feel bad- I really just wanted to collect everything where I could find it easily and remember that this was the first birthday that I can remember where everything went right and it was just nice and lowkey and awesome. (The full day of Tricia/Six on my tumblr did not hurt, though. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND CHECKING IT OUT.)
Also if you really feel bad you could write me some Gaius/SixWhat who said that. ;)no subject
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When the door closes behind them on Colonial One and they're alone at last, the first word she says is "President?" with a barely-suppressed smile. There's surprise in it but not mockery. Something like pride. He only stares with a crumpled shirt he appears to have slept in and a slightly trembling hand at his side. He possibly needs to sit down.
(He hasn't spoken since I surrender, hadn't quite realized he'd still have to use his voice for anything, and in fact is becoming increasingly concerned that he's lost it entirely. He is trying to remember if there was some old scientifically-reported phenomenon on sudden stress-induced muteness, and it's that terror more than anything else that makes him finally blurt something--)
"You're here." She fidgets and nods. "But you really- you actually are here." She's not sure if it's supposed to be that much of a question.
"You'll need to record some kind of statement," she reminds him. "Let everyone know they can stand down, that it'll be all right to-"
"Will it?" he interrupts. The skepticism in his tone is almost a relief, to both of them. For a second he sounds rational, sarcastic, more himself.
"I said it will." There are three feet between them, a distance she's trying to erase in small intervals. One step forward and she feels the warmth radiating between their skin. She sucks in her breath and steadily declares, "I know you hate us," and he doesn't know how nearly the word was me, it was you hate me, but in that imperceptible instant she was not that brave. He becomes all of humanity by default. She says quietly, "In time... I hope you won't."
He means to kiss her, but remembers there was something a bit more important or worrying to deal with. "What do they intend to do with us?" He's not as precise as her, not nearly as conscious of his words. She picks up instantly that us is abstract humanity again. But they and not you -- that's love or sheer denial.
"The Cylon have found a new path," she continues, carefully avoiding the choice to include herself among them or not. "It's a new world. No more meaningless acts of violence."
He shakes his head, and his mouth quivers with the speed of his thoughts. "So then-" a stammer where it's almost why and then it's "what? What happens to us?"
Us again, unthinking. Not me and you, dear but my people, this freezing civilization of ours. When she answers she starts with "you," almost giving it back to him, letting him be Mankind embodied. "You," she says -- but when she puts her hand to his unshaven face he is suddenly this particular man, looking so different and terribly tired and sick -- "you don't have to be afraid, Gaius." Just barely, reflexively, he moves away from her touch and then returns to it, and he's the one who breaks first and kisses her desperately.
"What about them out there?" he still asks when he gathers himself, when they've just found the bed and he remembers the door and the people outside, the whole planet of people outside who are not them, but already the answer is not as important as the way it makes her heart swell and hold him tighter.
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Date: 2010-12-23 04:35 am (UTC)I'm following you on Tumblr (I'm globotheque) so I thought I could also friend you here on LJ, if it's okay with you of course. ;)
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Date: 2010-12-23 04:51 am (UTC)Btw, I love that you list Argentina (my home country) among your interests on your profile.
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Date: 2010-12-23 04:58 am (UTC)I've been fascinated with Argentina since I was a little girl! I've always wanted to visit. It's so neat that you're from there!
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Date: 2010-12-23 05:05 am (UTC)There's a lot to do and see and most people are very nice. ;)
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Date: 2010-12-23 07:27 am (UTC)PS: whoa! boobs!!!!
(lol, I'm still 12 at heart)
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Date: 2010-12-23 07:48 am (UTC)(Sorry there was no warning!)
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