( closed ) didn't want to be anyone's ghost

[motherofnemesis]

Date & Time: the second!
Location: the training rooms.
Characters: max & starbuck & apollo in an extremely unfortunate arrangement of faces
Summary: you're a homicidal robot, and you're a homicidal robot, and - no, it's just me you're calling a homicidal robot? well. (alternatively: this will not end well.)
Warnings: at the very least violence will be threatened, i'd guess. will update if necessary.

[ She's been sticking a little more underground since she had her first conversation with Kara, and a little more since she realized that there was a second person from the same world around here. Lee Adama and Kara Thrace were the names the tablet had given her, and maybe she'd been following what she could find of them on the network too but she felt that was pretty reasonable in this whole - situation. It was kind of a weird feeling, to have been accused of being a genocidal robot. Cylon.

They called them Cylons.

Still, a good fight was good for working out the tension and the kinks from the latest mission and she'd figured she'd be safe in the training rooms - others around, plenty of space, and she wouldn't be here long. Just long enough to find Charlie or Remy or someone she could try really hard to punch and feel a little bit more even. The past month had been - interesting. Too interesting, really, she could have settled for something a lot more boring.

Which meant that when she does turn around and see them, unexpectedly, and both of them at once, her face stills from neutrality to a blank hardness as she glances behind her, searching for the nearest exit and immediately heading straight towards it, tugging her hoodie over her head. This was not something she was willing to deal with today, or any time soon. They could stay here and train, and she'd vanish and avoid here until she figured out when they wouldn't be here. ]

Comments

[alwaysruns]

Yeah okay fine.

[And just like that, Kara surprisingly turns like she's really going to leave. Which is a little meek and not at all like her. Which is promptly cleared up by her swinging around to slug Max in the face.]

[thecag]

What the frak?! Kara!

[Lee knows she'll be pissed later on but he tries to grab one of Kara's arms before she can prep for her next punch.]

You should go. Now. [He says to Max. His tone might actually be pleading at this point.]

[motherofnemesis]

[ The problem is, Max has instincts. Instincts honed through over a decade of fighting being her life, the reaction to someone hitting being to hit back as hard as you can and see if you can buy enough time to not die. And she's already tense and on edge, so the first impact of the fist into her face results in a step back and automatic smooth flow into a crossing kick aimed at Kara's face, a fist after it.

She takes a step back after the first initial reaction, glances at Lee and steps back again, continuing to move backwards. She has no trust in them. Turning her back is not an option. ]

[alwaysruns]

[The kick and the punch are bad enough, but Lee grabbing her and making that possible just pisses Starbuck off even more. She jerks her arm away from him as rough as she can.]

Alright. I'm good.

[Which is obviously a complete and utter lie, because despite the bloody lip and the hellish bruise she's going to have, she reaches for her gun, pulls it out and aims it while making a show of releasing the safety.]

You leave, I don't pull the trigger.

[thecag]

[Lee groans when he hears Max's foot successfully connect with Kara's face. He'd set his friend up for that one and he was probably going to hear about it later.]

Frak! [This is said to no one in particular and as he's finishing his curse, there's Kara pulling out her sidearm.] What the?!

Okay, no pulling triggers and no more violence.

[Lee looks at Max with what could only be a pleading 'leave' in his eyes. Things have gotten out of hand and he's painfully aware of it.]

[motherofnemesis]

[ It's a really good thing her instincts are a little bit more under control now, because her first one at seeing Kara's gun was to pull her own and not even bother with the warning part.

She really doesn't like people threatening her life.

But she's been in no win situations, and she may hate folding without a fight but she knows better than to try something more here. There's a moment and then she just keeps moving backwards, hands clenched at her side as she barely keeps them from reaching for her gun.

Just to the alley, and then she's fine. They can try coming after her then, city streets are her haunting grounds.

She can't resist throwing up her middle finger at them both just before she steps into the shadows of the alley, though, some visible representation of just how much she dislikes them both right now. ]

[alwaysruns]

[Max can flip all the birds she wants. Kara's not lowering her weapon until she's convinced the toaster is good and gone, and not going to come back with a weapon of her own. Only after standing there aiming in that general direction for the better part of five minutes does she relax her guard and holster the sidearm.

She then whips around on Lee, furious.]

WHAT THE FRAK WAS THAT FOR?!

[Not. Happy.]

[thecag]

[Its a relief when Max goes but not for long. In spite of himself, that apologetic look follows the darker skinned woman until she disappears. Not that she probably saw anything but a threat and danger in Lee's eyes. Still.

Lee is really, really confused. In fact he's contemplating that confusion when Kara turns on him.]

I. [Smooth talking Lee is stumbling here.] I don't know. I didn't want to see any bloodshed. And anyways, if she is a Cylon [she is Lee, stop denying it] then she'll just come back anyways and she'll come back pissed. Do you think I want to wake up to find you dead?

[Lee, you manipulative ass. That's not the main reason at all. Its part of one reason, kind of, but like hell he feels like spewing his broken hearted feelings about Dualla.]

[alwaysruns]

I can handle myself against a frakkin' Cylon.

[She gives him a rough shove to vent her frustration with him.]

Don't do me any favors next time.

[thecag]

And if she's faster than the models we know about? [Lee's voice is defensive now. Yep you sure did make a mess of this one Apollo.] We have no idea what happens if we get hurt or die here. What if that's it and we never go home?

[While he stumbles, Lee does his best to ignore the aggressive push. He wants to try and make things right with Kara in the immediate. Apparently he's forgotten that Kara Thrace does much better when given time to cool down.]

Kara, wait. I wasn't trying to get you hurt.

[Truth be told he thought Max would fight just like Dee and he'd taught Dee everything she knows.]

[alwaysruns]

Doing a great job then, Lee. That's a hell of a natural talent you got.

[Hard. Angry. Stare. Then Kara pinches the bridge of her nose and sighs.]

Whatever. Just leave it.

[Because those are questions he's asking that she doesn't want to think about or answer, so of course, she's going to back the hell away from all of it.]

[thecag]

[Lee looks apologetic but he knows it's not nearly enough.]

Fine. I'll leave it. [Yes, he's sullen. And just needs to go drown himself in alcohol.] You know what? I'm going to go.

You should get your eye looked at.

[That's a pretty lame way to cop out of the hard conversation and Lee just doesn't care.]

[alwaysruns]

Is that an order, Apollo?

[Because someone is pissy enough with you right at this moment to not get it looked at just to be contrary and spite you. And when in a foul mood, fall back into military mode just to be an ass. Not that Kara much follows orders most of the time anyway.]

[thecag]

Whichever answer means you take care of yourself.

[He's tired and he isn't in the mood to rise to the bait.]

[alwaysruns]

[There's a disgruntled snort from Kara and then she turns to stalk off away from Lee before she punches him. She'll probably answer to the old man for it in some way later, but better that than venting on a guy who just found out he's beek frakking a toaster.]