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Summary: A group of Big Bads gets a warning

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Television > Battlestar Galactica > GeneralxxmagexFR741,4890229,4881 Nov 069 Nov 07No

NOTE: This chapter is rated FR13

Two beers and a snark free moment

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"What part of get the frack away from me or I'll fracking rip your head off did you not understand Mother Fracker!"

Some of the language used by Kara "Starbuck" Thrace was unfamiliar to those around her, but the tone and volume in which it delivered was clear enough. Particularly to the short blonde haired young man it was delivered to. He blinked a few times, swallowed nervously, took a few steps back and as Kara kept glaring at him, he turned and hurried off.

"Mother Fracker, I like that. I'll have to remember that."

Kara glanced as the dark haired woman who sat down on the bar stool next to her. What was her name, Hope, Commitment, Honor? Something like that, Kara was about to snap at her, when she put two beers on the counter in front of them.

Snark free moment from Starbuck earned.

"I can understand wanting to kill Andrew, but if you go ahead and kill him we'll have to go and get ourselves a new cook." The newcomer said. "The nerd makes a mean lasagna."

"Why is he here?" Kara asked as she reached for the beer nearest her.

Faith, the name popped out from Kara's memory, answered. "Don't know. When I got back to the Dale he was just there. No one really was clear on why and how. All these years later and he still hasn't been kicked to the curb."

"You people are strange." Kara said as she finished taking a drink.

Faith smirked at that as she took a drink from her own beer. "You have no idea, you've not even gotten into the heavy duty stuff yet."

This irritated Kara, something not that hard to do. "Let me see. I get blown up and think I'm dead, only to wind up here among you all. Then I get told there is a prophecy about how I'm to lead my people to earth. Never mind the fracking point I'm already on Earth, have no idea where the Fleet is or how to get back to them. I'll think the frelling stuff I'm into is pretty heavy duty already." Kara snarled.

Faith was made of sterner stuff than Andrew was. She just chuckled.

"Yeah, I imagine popping out of thin air in front of Red and the others had to be pretty freaky. I'm told the look on Giles face was priceless. The tweeds still don't know how it all happened." Faith said just a tad too flippantly for Kara.

Kara continued on. “And another thing. Everyone here seems to think you can come up with some grand scheme to deal with the Cylons. Trust me, you guys don’t have the juice to deal with them, I don’t care how much you worship at the altar of that red haired witch.”

This time Faith laughed out loud.”Me worship on my knees at the altar of Willow?” She continued laughing. “You must think I’m Kennedy. Red and I do not have that good a relationship.”

Kara took a swig from her beer. “Don’t care what you think. That girl can’t zap all those baseships by herself. She’ll just put on a pretty fireworks display while they nuke everyone from orbit.”

“You’re right.” Faith said in a smug way that continued to grate on Kara. “But, who said anything about her being alone.”

The End?

You have reached the end of "Fair Warning" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 9 Nov 07.

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