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It's a beautiful, sunny day, and for Kitty Pryde, that means summer, and summer means ice cream, and she hasn't had her 'first summer ice cream' yet, but that's going to change.

She's by the outdoor pool, because it's hot and what's the point of eating ice cream if you're cold? She's wearing the blue bikini she got from the Boutique ages ago, it seems, with a pair of navy shorts currently covering the bottoms. Her feet are bare and her hair is loose and a bit messy, but she doesn't care. She's sitting on one of the lawn chairs, a small tub of double chocolate mocha ice cream - with chocolate chips - which she ordered from one of the restaurants, on the chair between her legs, and a very, large spoon in one hand.

"Here's to summer," Kitty says aloud, even though she's by herself. She takes a big scoop of the ice cream and sticks it into her mouth.

[[ OOC: Meeting the Summer Modly Challenge, but as usual, SlowTime is inevitable. Thank you. :D ]]

Who: Lee Apollo Adama, OTA
Where: the bar.

Lee carried the watermelon into the bar. He was a man on a mission and he needed vodka. He was also going to need a little assistance in the making of the vodka/watermelon.

He looked at the bar a little unsure, ok the bar tended to give you single drinks no problem but entire bottles, he wasn't sure.

He rested the watermelon on the bar whilst he read the menu.







ETA: warning comments in the Kara/Lee thread get adulty, they should just get a room.

Kara sat beside the pool in a lounger, and examined the popsicle, something vaguely close to awe on her face.

Gods, since when did frakking flavoured ice become something amazing? She rolled her eyes at herself, unwrapped the treat, and popped it in her mouth.

It was good. Orange flavoured, and cold, and just perfect.

She hadn't had a popsicle since the last leave she was on before the worlds ended. A very very long time ago.

She sat by the pool, wearing a simple but relatively skimpy black bikini, and was really enjoying her popsicle. Maybe a little too much.

ETA: Now has adult content in the comments!

Mimi is sitting by the lake, enjoying the warmer weather, in a bikini top and a short skirt. Her shoes have been kicked off, and she's just enjoying the sunshine. She might go for a swim later, or she might just sunbathe more.

She's getting kind of bored, and would love some company.

Where: the bar
Who: Lee OTA


He keeps on walking. Anger fuelling his actions just wanting to get away from Kara and her frakking stubborn pig-headedness for a few hours.

He was aware that he was just wearing a towel but there was not frakking way he was going back yet. In fact he did what any sane person would do, he went to the bar.

Lee sits himself on a stool at the bar and orders a whisky. He downs it pretty quickly grimacing at the burn on the way down and he orders another two.

"Frak it." He says to no one in particular as he starts on his second.

He's so angry at Starbuck, she said some really hurtful things, as had he for that matter and the only thing that could kill a guilty conscience was some hard drinking.

He finishes the second and starts on the third.

Who: Kara and Lee (plotlocked, kthnx)
What: Some frakked up dreams, PTSD, probably swearing, yelling, and repressing issues.
Warnings: Dreams of a highly disturbing and sexual nature - definite Stokholm Syndrome overtones, and Kara being her usual destructive self. Oh, and spoilers for s3 of BSG, up to and including Maelstrom.

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Kara is dreaming again.

She's had the dreams on and off the last few nights. They always start the same, but they've been unsettling her more and more as they progress.

( Cut for creepiness and spoilers... )

Lee's hand is still a bit stiff after throwing a punch into the wall the first night Here, it isn't broken but its still a little stiff, kind of serves him right though. It doesn't matter that he isn't on Galactica at the moment, he needs to keep in shape and the gym at this place is great. He flexes his fingers before strapping the hand and wrist up.

The odd thing is he ponders as he warms up is how well things are going. He's been Here with Kara now for a few days and its almost as though they're living someone else's lives. He's happy though and Starbuck seems to be too and he smiles to himself as he finishes the warm up and heads towards the free weights.

He begins with some bicep curls and lets all thoughts escape him as he keeps his body in excellent shape.

"Let me see it," he holds his hand out to have a look at the puzzle.  It does look complicated.

She pulled her hand out of his reach, smirking at him. This was comfortable, this she knew. Teasing and playing, it's what they'd
always done. Even though him sitting so close made her very aware that they were alone.

"No, I got it," she said, still smirking, slotting the piece she had in her hand in and reaching for another.

She was taunting him now.

"Hey let me see," Lee made a grab for the nearly complete puzzle.

She laughed.

"See with your eyes not with your hands, Lee," she teased, as the piece slotted in. He made another lunge for it, leaning over her and
grabbing it.

She laughed and tackled him, trying to get it back. They tousled, laughing and trading insults, even running around the room, each getting a piece in every now and then, and soon there was only one piece left.

She leaned over, holding his arm still so she could slot it in place, determined to be the one to finish the puzzle.

"Aha!" she cried, triumphant, grinning at him as the piece clicked in.

But something was wrong. She looked up, and her brow furrowed, reaching for her sidearm instinctively, spinning around and looking at her new surroundings. Chairs. Carpets under her feet. Natural light...

They weren't on Galactica anymore.

"What the frak?" she breathed, looking over at Lee, completely freaked out.