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kricketsTitle: let me bury my secret in you (choices)
Fandom, Characters: Battlestar Galactica, Anders/Caprica
Rating: pg13
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dayln03 gave me the pairing and the word "stream." WTFrak? The girl gives the weirdest prompts in history. Stream? I suppose it could be worse, right? Also, "You remind me of me" from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
un_love_you.
Summary: Post Crossroads, somewhat AU. Anders takes to visiting Caprica in her cell.
She's not like him, he knows.
She's known from the beginning. And it's this fact, this simple, vital fact, that draws him to her, until one night he stops lingering in the causeway and wanders into her cell.
"What's your name?" he asks, behind the glass.
"They call me Caprica," she answers, like she expected him. And then, "We've met before, you know?" And that's how he discovers the way she got her name. They talk for hours, of nothing, mostly, and he comes again the next night. There's something about her, something not quite human but not quite toaster either. And without even realizing it, his visits become a habit. No one seems to notice, but if they do, they certainly don't ask him why.
"You know, don't you?" he asks, a few weeks in.
"Not at first," she says. After that, the visits stop.
During the battle for Earth (and there is a battle), she fights for humanity, and he knows that she had a choice. Not like him. He has to fight, to prove it all wasn't just a lie.
After, when they're on solid ground again, with what is left of the colonies (human and cylon alike) caged like animals, he goes to her. At the back of the compound, hidden in the woods, is a stream. It's dried up in mid-summer, but they meet there sometimes. She is the only one who knows about him, keeps his secret, and he buries it in her, because he has no other place to put it.
"How do we do this?" he asks, his body around her naked form, sprawled and sweaty in thick wood, the battle long over. She knows he means, how do we keep pretending we're something we're not?
"It's simple, Sam," she says holding his head in her hands. "This is who we are."
-fin.
Since it is for a fic exchange, here's the drabble she wrote for me: Cerulean Skies, Kara/Leoben, PG
It's so beautiful.
*clutches heart*
Fandom, Characters: Battlestar Galactica, Anders/Caprica
Rating: pg13
Author's Notes:
dayln03 gave me the pairing and the word "stream." WTFrak? The girl gives the weirdest prompts in history. Stream? I suppose it could be worse, right? Also, "You remind me of me" from un_love_you.Summary: Post Crossroads, somewhat AU. Anders takes to visiting Caprica in her cell.
She's not like him, he knows.
She's known from the beginning. And it's this fact, this simple, vital fact, that draws him to her, until one night he stops lingering in the causeway and wanders into her cell.
"What's your name?" he asks, behind the glass.
"They call me Caprica," she answers, like she expected him. And then, "We've met before, you know?" And that's how he discovers the way she got her name. They talk for hours, of nothing, mostly, and he comes again the next night. There's something about her, something not quite human but not quite toaster either. And without even realizing it, his visits become a habit. No one seems to notice, but if they do, they certainly don't ask him why.
"You know, don't you?" he asks, a few weeks in.
"Not at first," she says. After that, the visits stop.
During the battle for Earth (and there is a battle), she fights for humanity, and he knows that she had a choice. Not like him. He has to fight, to prove it all wasn't just a lie.
After, when they're on solid ground again, with what is left of the colonies (human and cylon alike) caged like animals, he goes to her. At the back of the compound, hidden in the woods, is a stream. It's dried up in mid-summer, but they meet there sometimes. She is the only one who knows about him, keeps his secret, and he buries it in her, because he has no other place to put it.
"How do we do this?" he asks, his body around her naked form, sprawled and sweaty in thick wood, the battle long over. She knows he means, how do we keep pretending we're something we're not?
"It's simple, Sam," she says holding his head in her hands. "This is who we are."
-fin.
Since it is for a fic exchange, here's the drabble she wrote for me: Cerulean Skies, Kara/Leoben, PG
It's so beautiful.
*clutches heart*
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Date: 2007-10-23 04:26 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-10-23 04:28 am (UTC)I love the story because I so believe this will happen. And I just love the simplicity of this story and the way you write them.
Favorite part:
During the battle for Earth (and there is a battle), she fights for humanity, and he knows that she had a choice. Not like him. He has to fight, to prove it all wasn't just a lie.
And of course the imagery of that ending:
"It's simple, Sam," she says holding his head in her hands. "This is who we are."
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Date: 2007-10-23 04:42 am (UTC)I'm so glad you liked this. :D I'm glad it seemed true to them. That's all I can hope for.
I'm really starting to come around to the idea of something like this happening as well. It seemed that there were a lot of eps in which they kind of ignored the fact that she was even on Galactica so I'm kind of anxious to see what they do with her. (On the show & on the ship, haha.)
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Date: 2007-10-23 04:33 am (UTC)What can I say, I am random word girl. But what if I hadn't picked strem? Then I wouldn't have this loverly fic to comment on now would I?
I rest my case.
Moving on.
I love this!
Totally a pairing I could get used to and you bring it to life so wonderfully.
I love that at the end, after everything, they go back to having these meetings the way they did on galactica.
The dialouge, the detail and imagery and everything is flawless.
She is the only one who knows about him, keeps his secret, and he buries it in her, because he has no other place to put it.
Dude, you're too good to ME!
P.S. You found a very yummy icon, I'm pretty jealous of it
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Date: 2007-10-23 04:47 am (UTC)Aww... don't be jealous of my hot Anders icon. I can share. It's by tamaduh.
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Date: 2007-10-23 05:51 am (UTC)I never know how to feedback ficlets like this that are so tightly, beautifully done.
Except, you know, with asterisks and \0/
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Date: 2007-10-23 12:26 pm (UTC)/pointless story
Thank you! I was actually kind of hesitant about this, but after some tweaking I think it turned out the way I wanted it to. I'm glad you liked.
If you're into it you should check out
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Date: 2007-10-23 12:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-10-23 02:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-24 01:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-23 10:23 pm (UTC)This is such a short simplistic piece on the surface, but you used the words in such a way to make into something so much more.
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Date: 2007-10-24 01:31 am (UTC)