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It wasn't like Kara had expected a warm welcome when she got back to Equus; hell, she'd hoped she wouldn't see a soul she knew, just to avoid the cold shoulder she knew she was going to get from most of her old friends. It was funny in that way that wasn't funny at all, that it had only occurred to her as they were entering Equus' orbit that half of them probably thought she was dead.
Nothing she'd done or thought had really prepared her for being back home. It felt surreal, coming to it as an outsider, seeing Delphi rear up at her from the observation bridge of the Argo. Even worse was being out and about in the city, half of it still in ruins from the Cylon attacks, half of it so painfully familiar she didn't know if she could stand it. It would be so much easier to pretend it wasn't home if Roslin weren't with her, but she could tell every time she looked at the President that she was sharing Kara's feelings about being back in their home city.
But as unprepared as Kara had been for being back at home, she found the rug completely torn from beneath her when the delegation from Galactica came on board the Argo. She'd expected Gaeta, she'd expected Dee; she hadn't expected Helo, wearing major's pins on his collar and speaking as Commander Adama's second in command. A few minutes later, when she realized that 'Commander' was Apollo, that the man she'd known as Commander Adama was now Admiral Adama, it was all she could do to keep staring ahead and holding her composure together. Being smacked in the face with everything she'd missed, everything she should have been a part of... it made her ache, and she hoped the meeting would be over quickly so she could escape to her rack and have some peace.
Nothing she'd done or thought had really prepared her for being back home. It felt surreal, coming to it as an outsider, seeing Delphi rear up at her from the observation bridge of the Argo. Even worse was being out and about in the city, half of it still in ruins from the Cylon attacks, half of it so painfully familiar she didn't know if she could stand it. It would be so much easier to pretend it wasn't home if Roslin weren't with her, but she could tell every time she looked at the President that she was sharing Kara's feelings about being back in their home city.
But as unprepared as Kara had been for being back at home, she found the rug completely torn from beneath her when the delegation from Galactica came on board the Argo. She'd expected Gaeta, she'd expected Dee; she hadn't expected Helo, wearing major's pins on his collar and speaking as Commander Adama's second in command. A few minutes later, when she realized that 'Commander' was Apollo, that the man she'd known as Commander Adama was now Admiral Adama, it was all she could do to keep staring ahead and holding her composure together. Being smacked in the face with everything she'd missed, everything she should have been a part of... it made her ache, and she hoped the meeting would be over quickly so she could escape to her rack and have some peace.
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Date: 2008-02-08 02:08 am (UTC)He listened with half an ear to Lee and kept half an eye on Kara's face until the man was finished.
"...So say we all"
"So say we all," Karl echoed.
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Date: 2008-02-08 02:35 am (UTC)He extracted himself politely, annoyed that she would make him follow her onto someone else's ship to find her, and followed her. He felt a qualm in leaving Rosilin, his position and hers demanded that he respect her, but they'd never quite seen eye to eye on things.
He rushed through the door and saw her disappearing around a corner. "Kara." He called, loud enough for her to hear. He called again. Finally, "Starbuck, will you wait a second?"
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Date: 2008-02-08 02:47 am (UTC)"Nobody calls me that anymore, Karl. It's just Kara now." Shoving her hands in her pockets, she swallowed and tried to look confident and at ease-- difficult when that was the exact opposite of what she was feeling. "How've you been? Pretty well, right? Major Agathon?" That it was easy to smile at, 'cause he'd had it coming a long time, and she could at least remember what it was like to be proud that a friend had finally got the recognition he deserved.
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Date: 2008-02-08 03:26 am (UTC)"Old habits Kara." He smiled a little at that but was puzzled by her attitude, the set of her shoulders, and the hands in her pockets. "I've done well for myself I guess," he had to smile at that too, but it faded. "How are you? It's been awhile." He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, looking at her as if he could see the answer before he heard it.
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Date: 2008-02-08 03:59 am (UTC)He suddenly wished she were acting mad, or silly, or anything but aloof. "What the frak Kara?"
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Date: 2008-02-08 04:15 am (UTC)Her arms crossed over her chest, her glare was equal parts furious and petulant, sprung from her wish not to be forced to say outright that she did want it to be different with him; that she hoped and half expected that it would be, but she didn't want to be proven wrong, which would hurt a hell of a lot more than just finding out he hated her.
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Date: 2008-02-08 04:25 am (UTC)He came closer and put his hands on her arms just below the shoulder expecting her to shrug them off in the next moment. "There's a lot more going on here Kara. And I don't know if you and the president are right, and right now I don't fraking care. We're running out of options here, so if your plan B works, then we'll all thank you later, but stay alive okay?"
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Date: 2008-04-10 02:47 am (UTC)But Kara wasn't going to waste what little time she had here talking about the machinations ordering her and Karl's lives around-- she was going to take her friend out and get them both piss-up-the-wall drunk. "So come on then, we haven't got all week," she said, elbowing him good-naturedly in the side. "Let me get out of these grays and you're taking me out drinking! You know how long it's been since I had ambrosia?"