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crack_van2010-06-09 05:16 pm
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Cave Paintings Series by chaletian (PG-13)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA
Pairing: Helo/Sharon, Hera
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
chaletian
Author Website: The Fanfictional Efforts of La Squeen
Why this must be read:
Lots of people don't like the series finale, so most fic relating to it goes heavily AU. Not this series. It is both unique and well-written. It's about a modern archaeologist trying to make sense of things she finds. And the twist at the ending is awesome. Even if you don't like OCs, give this one a chance.
“Jesus,” breathed Harry, reaching out, fingers hovering millimetres over the paintings. “They’re… wow.” They were beautiful indeed, thousands of minute representations of daily life in the valley. Hunting, dancing, fucking, living, dying.
“Amazing, right?” said Cath. “We were totally bowled over.”
“You’re telling me,” said Harry, unable to drag his eyes away. “Have you dated them?”
“Started to. Initial results put them in roughly the same period as ‘Eve’.”
“Jesus. Wait till I tell the press. Wait until…”
“About that.” She beckoned him further into the cave. “You might want to hold off for a while.” There was a narrow passage, and they followed it into a larger cavern where yet more pictures adorned the walls, image upon image, tiny prehistoric person upon tiny prehistoric person. Harry spun on his heel, barely able to take it all in, barely able to see, barely able to…
“Wait a second!” He froze, moved closer to a picture painted about three feet off the ground. “What the fuck is that?”
“What’s what?” asked Cath innocently. “Oh, you mean the spaceship. Yeah. We were wondering about that.”
“You’re screwing with me.”
Cath sighed. “To be honest, I really wish I were. But no, sadly I’m not.”
Spaceships and Cave Paintings
Killer Robots and Clones
Our Wings Will Burn
Pairing: Helo/Sharon, Hera
Author on LJ:
chaletian Author Website: The Fanfictional Efforts of La Squeen
Why this must be read:
Lots of people don't like the series finale, so most fic relating to it goes heavily AU. Not this series. It is both unique and well-written. It's about a modern archaeologist trying to make sense of things she finds. And the twist at the ending is awesome. Even if you don't like OCs, give this one a chance.
“Jesus,” breathed Harry, reaching out, fingers hovering millimetres over the paintings. “They’re… wow.” They were beautiful indeed, thousands of minute representations of daily life in the valley. Hunting, dancing, fucking, living, dying.
“Amazing, right?” said Cath. “We were totally bowled over.”
“You’re telling me,” said Harry, unable to drag his eyes away. “Have you dated them?”
“Started to. Initial results put them in roughly the same period as ‘Eve’.”
“Jesus. Wait till I tell the press. Wait until…”
“About that.” She beckoned him further into the cave. “You might want to hold off for a while.” There was a narrow passage, and they followed it into a larger cavern where yet more pictures adorned the walls, image upon image, tiny prehistoric person upon tiny prehistoric person. Harry spun on his heel, barely able to take it all in, barely able to see, barely able to…
“Wait a second!” He froze, moved closer to a picture painted about three feet off the ground. “What the fuck is that?”
“What’s what?” asked Cath innocently. “Oh, you mean the spaceship. Yeah. We were wondering about that.”
“You’re screwing with me.”
Cath sighed. “To be honest, I really wish I were. But no, sadly I’m not.”
Spaceships and Cave Paintings
Killer Robots and Clones
Our Wings Will Burn