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Kara Thrace ([info]k_thrace) wrote,
@ 2008-11-30 23:29:00
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The Best of Kara and Lee Part 4
Viper - Space
Apollo: (finally locating the Raider) Holy- Galactica, the is now flying in formation with me, right above my head. This thing is acting weird. Hook me through. (looks up and sees the words "STAR" and "BUCK" painted in Raider's blood beneath its wings) Ha ha...! It's Starbuck!

Galactica - C.I.C.
Adama: What?! Come again, Apollo.
Apollo: Galactica, the Raider is marked "Starbuck"! It's written under the frakin' wing!
The crew cheers.
Adama: Bring it into the bay! If it does anything, take it out!
Apollo: Wilco, Galactica, but I tell you what: it's has got to be her. This thing is flying with some serious attitude.
Apollo laughes and the Galctica crew does too.

Viper / Raider - Space
As they fly side by side towards the Galactica, the Viper an the Raider wave their wings saluting o­ne another.

Galactica - Hangars
Starbuck and Apollo have landed.
Tyrol: (to the Raider) Now your ass belongs to me.
Starbuck: (lying o­n a stretcher) Like my new toy?
Apollo: Boy, when you take a souvenir, you don't screw around. Oh, my gods, you smell like a latrine.
Starbuck: Mmm... you wanna give me a bath? (laughes as she’s taken away to sick bay)


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