Late-night (or early-morning) inspiration
Oct. 22nd, 2005 07:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularA quick encounter, coming out of a provably diseased mind.
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"Well. Um. Obviously, it's going to take some time to explain this," Gaius said, gathering himself to tell the story of the Twelve Colonies.
"Don't forget to tell him about the Cylons," Number Six cooed in his ear. "That's the best part. The part where they're all going to die."
"What about the Cylons?" the ragged little girl - the thinner one, not the stocky, cheerful one - asked sharply.
"Cylons?" Gaius asked, stumbling, thinking how to play for time. "You've heard of the Cylons?"
"Only just now," the little girl answered.
"She's reading your mind," Six said smugly. "Oh, she's a special one, she--"
"Don't talk about me like I'm not here, Blondie," the little girl snapped. "And get your yuchun bony ass back into that hole in his mind you like to hide in, wuneug de ren."
Six shook her head in amusement. "My, she's a perceptive-aaaghk!"
The girl had done the impossible - jabbed her fingers just so, right into Six's throat, so that even as an illusion, the Cylon was clutching her throat, gulping like a fish.
"Need to hear that again? Huh, lao hu?"
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Plot bunny. That's all.
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"Well. Um. Obviously, it's going to take some time to explain this," Gaius said, gathering himself to tell the story of the Twelve Colonies.
"Don't forget to tell him about the Cylons," Number Six cooed in his ear. "That's the best part. The part where they're all going to die."
"What about the Cylons?" the ragged little girl - the thinner one, not the stocky, cheerful one - asked sharply.
"Cylons?" Gaius asked, stumbling, thinking how to play for time. "You've heard of the Cylons?"
"Only just now," the little girl answered.
"She's reading your mind," Six said smugly. "Oh, she's a special one, she--"
"Don't talk about me like I'm not here, Blondie," the little girl snapped. "And get your yuchun bony ass back into that hole in his mind you like to hide in, wuneug de ren."
Six shook her head in amusement. "My, she's a perceptive-aaaghk!"
The girl had done the impossible - jabbed her fingers just so, right into Six's throat, so that even as an illusion, the Cylon was clutching her throat, gulping like a fish.
"Need to hear that again? Huh, lao hu?"
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Plot bunny. That's all.
