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crack_van2010-05-14 04:59 pm
Entry tags:
The Visible World by dionusia (PG-13)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA (NEW)
Pairing: Kara/Lee, very brief mention of Kara/Sam
Length: 4,780 words
Author on LJ:
dionusia
Author Website: fic tag (may be incomplete)
Why this must be read:
I'm not a big reader of Kara/Lee fic, but this one really stands out for me, probably because of its cool structure and focus on an interesting turning point for Lee and the show. It was written after the season 3 finale and deals with his reaction to Kara's resurrection and the doubts that she may or may not be a Cylon. Lee too becomes an object of suspicion, separated from her and questioned about what little he witnessed.
The plot is minimal and character-driven, returning to a couple of major scenes-- Lee's stiff and conflicted Q&A with his own interrogator, and his eventual reunion with Kara in a cell under surveillance. (And Kara is quite fierce in this fic, even while in the brig!) It's a tense, sad, and reassuring fic that foresaw pretty well the distrust that would surround S4 Kara, and Lee's confused but unbroken desire to believe in her.
excerpt:
Before they let him in they briefed him on the rules. He could sit, if he liked, some distance across from her; a chair might be brought in for this purpose. There will be no chair for her, no table. Just a cot bolted to the floor, nothing that could be used as a weapon or a shield. She hadn’t resisted her arrest and she hasn’t attacked anyone—yet—but she has shown signs of temper, and she has a well-earned reputation.
They also explained that for security reasons, no physical contact would be permitted.
He'd been tempted to ask: for whose security, hers or mine? But he couldn’t risk it, not when he was so close. Instead he expressed surprise that he was permitted to enter her cell at all.
Apparently, the prisoner did not respond well to attempts to communicate through steel and glass. Apparently she’d been known to stop answering altogether and state repeatedly: “I’m not a criminal. I am Kara Thrace. You want to talk to me, you’d better frakking come in here.” And then she’d move to the corner and face the wall, refusing to speak again.
So apparently, she’d won.
The Visible World
Pairing: Kara/Lee, very brief mention of Kara/Sam
Length: 4,780 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website: fic tag (may be incomplete)
Why this must be read:
I'm not a big reader of Kara/Lee fic, but this one really stands out for me, probably because of its cool structure and focus on an interesting turning point for Lee and the show. It was written after the season 3 finale and deals with his reaction to Kara's resurrection and the doubts that she may or may not be a Cylon. Lee too becomes an object of suspicion, separated from her and questioned about what little he witnessed.
The plot is minimal and character-driven, returning to a couple of major scenes-- Lee's stiff and conflicted Q&A with his own interrogator, and his eventual reunion with Kara in a cell under surveillance. (And Kara is quite fierce in this fic, even while in the brig!) It's a tense, sad, and reassuring fic that foresaw pretty well the distrust that would surround S4 Kara, and Lee's confused but unbroken desire to believe in her.
excerpt:
Before they let him in they briefed him on the rules. He could sit, if he liked, some distance across from her; a chair might be brought in for this purpose. There will be no chair for her, no table. Just a cot bolted to the floor, nothing that could be used as a weapon or a shield. She hadn’t resisted her arrest and she hasn’t attacked anyone—yet—but she has shown signs of temper, and she has a well-earned reputation.
They also explained that for security reasons, no physical contact would be permitted.
He'd been tempted to ask: for whose security, hers or mine? But he couldn’t risk it, not when he was so close. Instead he expressed surprise that he was permitted to enter her cell at all.
Apparently, the prisoner did not respond well to attempts to communicate through steel and glass. Apparently she’d been known to stop answering altogether and state repeatedly: “I’m not a criminal. I am Kara Thrace. You want to talk to me, you’d better frakking come in here.” And then she’d move to the corner and face the wall, refusing to speak again.
So apparently, she’d won.
The Visible World
