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Summary: Ficlets from LJ Community twistedshorts - New Addition 6/6/2005

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Multiple Crossings > Multiple Pairings > Ficlet Collections - OtherBrendanMFR1821,380011,52125 May 055 Jun 05No

Poker in the Pokey

Title: Poker in the Pokey
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: BSG2003
Note: This takes place after KLGII
Challenge: #05, Cards
Disclaimer: I don't own this stuff. Joss Whedon and Cartoon Network? do. No cash made, just fun had. I promise I won't break 'em, and I'll put 'em back in the case when I'm done

~#~#~#~#~

Xander Harris cracked his eye as he heard the hatch open. A woman was “escorted” in by two jarheads and thrown into the cell with him.

The door was secured and the gorillas left them to their own devices.

In the next cell over, the brunette woman asked quietly in that strange-sounding Latin, “Are you alright, Lieutenant Thrace?”

The newcomer, Lieutenant Thrace, replied, “Yeah.” She tacked a “Madam President” on the end, as an afterthought.

“That’s good to hear. I know that Captain Apollo has been looking forward to your return.”

Thrace snorted. “Why? So he can kick my ass for taking off?”

The president smiled and responded in an amused voice, “No, Lieutenant, I think he was genuinely worried about you. He’s worn a trench in the floor with all of the pacing he’s done.” She paused, and then continued in that same amused voice, “When all of this blows over, I think that I’ll have to loosen the Fraternization regs a little.” The smile became a smirk.

Xander heard a different voice. “Madam President, Kara, with all due respect... Shut the frak up! It’s zero three hundred, for the gods’ sake!”

“Whatsa matter, Lee,” Thrace asked. “Don’t like us having a little girl talk?”

“Do it later. Sleep now.”

Thrace snapped to attention, and saluted in the dark and fired off, “Yessir, Captain Crankypants, Sir!”

There was a groan from the other cell. “Great, now I can’t get back to sleep. Thanks a lot, Kara.”

“All part of the service, Sir.”

Xander spoke. “Since we’re all awake, how about a game of cards?”

Thrace jumped when she realized that there was someone else in the cell with her. Then she grinned ferally. “You’re on, Bunkie.”

“Xander.”

“Whatever.”

“Hang on, then.” With that, he sat in the lotus position on the floor of the cell, and breathed. Using some tricks he’d learned from Willow, he located his stuff in the lock-up and clumsily removed his deck from the other room. Minutes – and several impacted crewmember heads – later he cracked the hatch and the deck of cards floated into his outstretched palm.

The colonials gaped. “How did you do that?”

Xander smirked. “I used the Force.”

Apollo spluttered. He finally spat out, “Why didn’t you escape before now?”

Xander shrugged. “There’s one of me, and a bazillion of you. What am I gonna do, take you all on with my Axe?

~#~#~#~#~

When Gaeta fount them at the beginning of his morning shift, they’d pushed two beds to the adjoining wall of bars, and were sitting on the corners. They were playing some sort of card game with oddly shaped rectangular cards, and Starbuck appeared to be missing a few articles of clothing. So were the president and the CAG, come to think of it.

“Mornin’ Gaeta,” Starbuck purred without looking up from her cards.

“Starbuck,” he replied in greeting.

“Fold,” Apollo announced.

“I’ll call,” Roslin said. She laid out her cards. “Straight.”

Xander was next. “Full House.”

Starbuck swore. “Three of a kind.”

“Well, Kara, I think it’s time to get you out of those pants,” Xander announced.

“Frak You, Harris.”

“Maybe after we get out of the stockade.”

Gaeta was amused by the exchange, and then Starbuck made his day by shimmying out of her BDU pants. He cleared his throat. “Starbuck, the XO would like to speak to you, so you might see if Harris will let you have your clothes back.”
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