Una kicked off her shoes as she went, and as she eased herself down onto the mattress, she untucked her own shirt and pulled it off.
Which action reminded her of the freshly healed pale arc over her hipbone, the lace of marks on her left shoulderblade. Well. No point in calling attention to them; if Starbuck noticed, she noticed, and if she didn't, it was one less thing to explain.
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Date: 2008-02-05 07:59 pm (UTC)Which action reminded her of the freshly healed pale arc over her hipbone, the lace of marks on her left shoulderblade. Well. No point in calling attention to them; if Starbuck noticed, she noticed, and if she didn't, it was one less thing to explain.