The first meeting between longtime lovers.
The new year is coming.
Playing paint.
Physics.
I await his pleasure.
Here's how it is. The captain don't take kindly to insubordination these days. You act like a bad girl, you get treated like a bad girl. And you, Kaylee, have been a very bad girl indeed.
What drives Carter Burke? Is it really just money? Let's take a look inside his head and see. This is a drabble written as a Burke interior monologue. Set during the time the crew of the Sulaco have found Newt and the face-huggers in jars but have not yet encountered the xenomorphs.
Checking for marks.
They met in a hotel room, which wasn't the safest thing to do.
Fancy a jaunt in a bawdy house with everyone's favourite naughty-but-nice German aristocrat, Prince Ernest? Then step inside...
By the inches.
Her married neighbour gives her a job as a stripper.
Gaius Baltar languishes in his prison cell, his mind its usual morass of self-pity and pomposity. His clever hands wander... Laura Roslin can't sleep for thinking how much she hates him. And how he looked when she had the guards strip him. She'll never rest until she gets this out of her system. And right now, he's not going anywhere...
She'd found where pain met pleasure. It met where they did.
'Twas the night before Christmas