Doesn't like dice games with sharpies and frauds

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((Occurs sometime the week after Bad Fanon Day and the subsequent fallout. Closed to Una and Starbuck.))

Despite occasional temptations to do so, Una had still not cracked open the bottle of moonshine that John Crichton had sent to her back when she'd first arrived.

Given events of the last several days, the temptation was now overwhelming.

She hated drinking alone, though, and being in one of those moods where she wanted to blame the entire male gender for everything that was wrong with the universe, she had absolutely no desire to drink with any of the men or male beings of her acquaintance.

She'd done a fairly crap job of making female friends in this place. She liked Psyche, but there was something eerily not quite right about boozing up with a goddess, especially one who could see through a person with alarming accuracy. Which—

Of course. Starbuck. They'd scarcely seen each other at all since Una had arrived, more was the pity, and that needed to be remedied. And this was as good an excuse as any.

Starbuck,

So I'm not at all sure why I haven't written or visited sooner, as I did enjoy talking to you when I arrived here. Can I make that up to you by offering a drink? I'm afraid it's only the local moonshine, but it's better than nothing. Your place or mine?

-Una Persson

((ETA: Rated PG-13 to R for not especially moderately explicit, but and pretty unmistakable femmeslashiness.))

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[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

Blink? Oh. Una smiled. "Well. Yes," she said, not particularly embarrassed by this admission—even perfectly sober, she wouldn't have found it terribly embarrassing either. And it wasn't as if this was the first time she'd made free with the next bit of information with someone she liked: "Catherine's my best friend since ... oh, since forever, really. Jerry's her brother. Which sounds ridiculously complicated, I know, but it's not nearly as much as you'd think. No secrets, for one thing."

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

Brother? Hoo baby. "Would have been complicated if I'd tried it," she muttered, but she pushed that thought from her mind real quickly. "It's even complicated around here. I mean, what ever happened to men - or people in general, for that matter - just wanting you for your body? Everyone's too damn noble here for me." She snorted a little self-deprecatingly and leaned back on her hands.

Then a few few loose wires connected and she picked up what might have been meaning somewhere under all that. "No secrets, meaning unlike that secrets you have now? Or just secrets in general?" Because if she was playing that game while the two of those guys didn't know... well, she was a braver woman than Starbuck, certainly in that manner.

Of course, Starbuck felt she made up for any lack of bravery she might have with stupidity. So perhaps she might have done the same thing.

[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

Una tapped her nose and pointed at Starbuck in a got-it-in-one gesture. "You're sharp," she said appreciatively. "I'm not usually this foolish," she went on, and there was a little bit of a wail in her voice that would have surprised almost anyone who knew her—except possibly Catherine or Jerry. "It'd be all so much simpler if it were just a matter of bodies doing things. But then the intellect gets mixed up in it, especially when there's no other ulterior motives or anything to distract, and then everything else follows." She smiled, just a little sadly, and took another drink. "I don't know how I'm going to finesse it, frankly, but the worst part of it is, I think I'm enjoying it."

She blinked, surprised at her own frankness, and looked up at Starbuck with an unusually hapless expression. "My god, what you must think of me."

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

That got a bout of loud giggles from Starbuck, which she could certainly blame on the booze. "I've done just as bad in my own way. Or worse, believe me. And in some ways you're a lot better off that me - I don't even think I enjoyed it. Gods know why I did most of it."