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erm. Need to ramble later
About Six, Baltar, and stuff from the mini. Instead, I have another drabble. Six, this time. Spoilers through Tigh Me Up, Tigh Me Down.
Six likes the power that comes when her hand is down Gaius' pants in conspicuous places. She calls it love.
Sometimes, she thinks love isn't supposed to be sick and twisted.
There are other examples: the Adamas struggle against egos and years of contention, bonding together in odd ways now that there's nothing left but *her* for them. Ellen Tigh is a new twist on an old thread, and the love she produces feels closer to nuclear explosions than the gentleness Six sees in young Billy and Dualla.
But perhaps these are all merely facets of love.
Time will tell.
Six likes the power that comes when her hand is down Gaius' pants in conspicuous places. She calls it love.
Sometimes, she thinks love isn't supposed to be sick and twisted.
There are other examples: the Adamas struggle against egos and years of contention, bonding together in odd ways now that there's nothing left but *her* for them. Ellen Tigh is a new twist on an old thread, and the love she produces feels closer to nuclear explosions than the gentleness Six sees in young Billy and Dualla.
But perhaps these are all merely facets of love.
Time will tell.