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[knowsmadness]

[The image flickers on to Kara casually sitting in her chair, arm draped over one side as she pushes herself back, one booted foot coming to rest on the desk in front of her. A lit cigar is between her fingers – they’re finally dry -, and there’s a set of blacked out shades covering her eyes. ]
 
Guess saying ‘Galactica, come in’ is out of the question, huh? [She snorts, and ashes the cigar before putting it to her lips again to take a long drag.]
 
Peachy. [Brows up behind the glasses, and her mouth pulls into a smirk that’s lacking humor.] Sounds like we’re all going to be one big happy family here, doesn’t it? [She sounds SO pleased.]
 
Name’s Kara, call sign Starbuck.  I go by either, so pick your poison. [Ash flick, and she pulls the sunglasses off and tosses them aside, grinning.]
 
Speaking of ‘poison’ – anybody know where the party’s at, or do I have to start my own?

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[knowsmadness]

[Kara smirks.]

Good thing it's not like that here. I'd be dead before sunrise.

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[tasteforpoison]

[As someone who had been slated to die...that hits a bit close to home.]

Only depending on what sorts of rules you'd break.

What's it like where you're from?

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[knowsmadness]

I'm kind of a screw up. [She grins crookedly, and it's practically audible through the feed.]

Military life for me. Strict, but I tend to do things the way I see it, and I usually get what I want.

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[tasteforpoison]

No one gets mad at you for not listening? You don't get in trouble?

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[knowsmadness]

I get in plenty of trouble. [Kara prides herself, just a little, on that record.

Except for that almost court marshal thing. Tigh was a jackass.]

It builds character.

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[tasteforpoison]

I suppose.

[Sorry but she's got a completely different world view, Kara. Yelena getting into trouble has only led to more trouble. LIFE OUTLOOK: BLEAK.]

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[knowsmadness]

Hey, lighten up, sister. Learn to live a little. No one is going to kill you here because you toasted your bread wrong.

In fact.

I think at some point, you need a cold brew and a long talk about life and it's possibilities.

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[tasteforpoison]

[HAH. Right. Yelena knew what her options were and they all universally sucked.]

What sort of possibilities do you think I have?

[Hear all the doubt? And that bitterness? Yeah.]

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[knowsmadness]

[Kara is smirking on her end, and leaning forward on her desk.]

Meet me sometime, and we'll talk about it in person.

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[tasteforpoison]

[There's silence on Yelena's end for a while. Eventually, she responds evenly:]

I'll think about it.

[Then disconnects.]