Open RP: Sports? Are you serious?

[i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com]

(some time after her fevery/craziness episode. Probably a few weeks while she scrounged up materials. I know Adam wanted in on this one, but anyone's free to join in at their leisure. Warning for Dean in advance: if he comes into this, he's gonna get attacked. Not in a bad way per se, but I still thought the warning would be fair. XD And now there's a post on Starbuck's journal, So everyone can get a better idea of how this game goes.)

She got the ball. What she needed was the court.

It had taken a little longer than she'd expected. Well, to be honest, she hadn't thought about it hard enough. The good news was that she hadn't been bored in quite a while. The bad news was she'd searched for a tool kit forever and then had to take various equipment apart to get the pieces she'd needed, which was no small task. Good for keeping in shape, though, which was something.

Okay, she wasn't exactly sure that she had the pieces she needed. She'd certainly seen a pyramid court put together from scratch, but that was a little different than making it by yourself. Yeah, just a little.

Sador was whining at her again.

"It's not time for lunch yet, you brat," she told the dog as she surveyed the wreck she'd dumped in front of Space Mountain. She had marked out the arena with masking tape that she'd found in an office. It was regulation size, or she hoped it was after all the trouble she'd gone through to get it that way. Only one area left to tape off and then she could try to put up the rest of the equipment.

Not that she had any idea how to do that.

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[i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com]

She gave a short self-deprecating kind of laugh. "Yeah, never was very good with books." It was a lie, in fact. She was never very good with school. With being told what to read and when. She actually enjoyed reading poetry, but it wasn't the sort of thing she openly admitted.* She probably would go and see Mr Fell, but she wouldn't be telling anyone.

The history did sound terrible, but as long as things didn't happened that way now, as long as her people would be safe.... But that wasn't really what was getting Starbuck. It was Adam's knowledge of the people in the park. Of his surroundings, like he had this resevoir he could dip into. That's what it sounded like to her when he talked, at least. "Okay, so you tell me honestly; how do you know about all this stuff? And don't tell me that it's just your friendly, boyish good looks. I bet you could pull my real name right out of my head if you wanted to. And whatever you have, it's not like what James and Sirius have; you're something else." She watched intently out of the corner of her eye as they approached the frotn of Space Mountain again, Sador at her heels.

((When talking to Lee Adama about the possibility of her being a suspect in the harrassment of Colonel Tigh [who had some poetry written on his wall as a warning, starting with 'From the darkness you must fall'] the conversation went something like this-

Lee: Oh, you were top of the list. But don't worry, I told Tigh you wouldn't know Caprican poetry if it was hotsodded across your helm.

Kara: *edging into Lee's personal space all the while* From the darkness you must fall/failed and weak to darkness all. Katares. Not one of his best. *grins* Can I be a suspect again?

Lee: *laughs*

Kara: Please?))

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Adam sighed. She was more perceptive than most. But then again, she probably wouldn't be as judgmental as most, either. Not without the Earth's cultural knowledge. Starbuck hadn't even known what the bible was...

Setting down his crates in the center of the marked triangle, he answered her question with another question. "How much do you know 'bout monotheology?"

[i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com]

She was a little on the perceptive side. Might have had something to do with the 'Kara Thrace and her Special Destiny' theory, but she didn't like that, so she didn't think about it much.

She set down her own crates and shrugged. "Only that where I come from it's usually bad news, since the cylons are the only ones that claim one god. Seems to be different around here, I guess."