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Kara/Anders, obssessions, and random rambliness
David Kemper is God. (I'm just sayin')
I have slept, this is good.
I'm still... pissed isn't exactly the right word. Frustrated, possibly? BSG seems to go for the stupidest cliche moments, as well as the pointless Warrior Woman Angst (tm Aeryn Sun, most recently). ...I'm sorry, I'm having to approach this in a roundabout way.
So. Sam and Kara.
The essence of the scene in Collaborators is that Kara needs space, and Sam is afraid she'll hurt him more, so he's stopping it before it starts. Considering she basically said she would hurt him, that's very self-preserving of him.
And the scene works for me--up until Sam basically says, "this is the end."
I was fine with them splitting, I was fine with her telling him, "Go away before I hurt you." I was even fine with him giving her the dog tag. I just wasn't fine with the words he said (and on my first viewing, I didn't hear what he said and was actually happy about the scene).
So, um, yes. You'll have to excuse me as I sulk a little about them being more over than I'd thought.
Because I doubt Kara is ever going to go, "Gosh I need him" and chase after him. Kara doesn't do shit like that. And Sam is not going to be her punching bag.
Actually, that part is good.
Hell, the part where they're both coming at this from very different places is excellent.
I suppose it could have been worse. There could'a been a coin toss.
The crunchy angst this will provide will be marvellous, I suppose. That's why I was writing it in fic, after all. (ok, so I was really writing it in fic so that they couldn't write it in the show, and, damn, I hate thinking like Ron Moore and Co.)
I predict we will now get lots of self-destructive behavior on Kara's part. And Sam will probably go be angsty until redheaded Jean Brightman smacks him upside the head and tells him to grow the frak up. Someday, I might get angsty porn. (I want it now, damnit)
And I refuse to write the version of the scene where Sam says, "Fine. Then hurt me." and they get into a really screwed-up relationship.
I am, however, going to finish John Crichton and the Boys Instruct Sam on Dealing with a Warrior Woman and her Angst.
If only for the line, "Shut up, Ronon. We only let you in because you bring beer."
I have slept, this is good.
I'm still... pissed isn't exactly the right word. Frustrated, possibly? BSG seems to go for the stupidest cliche moments, as well as the pointless Warrior Woman Angst (tm Aeryn Sun, most recently). ...I'm sorry, I'm having to approach this in a roundabout way.
So. Sam and Kara.
The essence of the scene in Collaborators is that Kara needs space, and Sam is afraid she'll hurt him more, so he's stopping it before it starts. Considering she basically said she would hurt him, that's very self-preserving of him.
And the scene works for me--up until Sam basically says, "this is the end."
I was fine with them splitting, I was fine with her telling him, "Go away before I hurt you." I was even fine with him giving her the dog tag. I just wasn't fine with the words he said (and on my first viewing, I didn't hear what he said and was actually happy about the scene).
So, um, yes. You'll have to excuse me as I sulk a little about them being more over than I'd thought.
Because I doubt Kara is ever going to go, "Gosh I need him" and chase after him. Kara doesn't do shit like that. And Sam is not going to be her punching bag.
Actually, that part is good.
Hell, the part where they're both coming at this from very different places is excellent.
I suppose it could have been worse. There could'a been a coin toss.
The crunchy angst this will provide will be marvellous, I suppose. That's why I was writing it in fic, after all. (ok, so I was really writing it in fic so that they couldn't write it in the show, and, damn, I hate thinking like Ron Moore and Co.)
I predict we will now get lots of self-destructive behavior on Kara's part. And Sam will probably go be angsty until redheaded Jean Brightman smacks him upside the head and tells him to grow the frak up. Someday, I might get angsty porn. (I want it now, damnit)
And I refuse to write the version of the scene where Sam says, "Fine. Then hurt me." and they get into a really screwed-up relationship.
I am, however, going to finish John Crichton and the Boys Instruct Sam on Dealing with a Warrior Woman and her Angst.
If only for the line, "Shut up, Ronon. We only let you in because you bring beer."
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Think of it this way, the make-up sex is going to be angsty and hot.
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And he doesn't obey her, "Kara, what are you doing?"
Her shirts hit the deck and she's bending over, scrabbling at the laces on her boots, "What's it look like?"
Sam rolls out of the rack and stands. "Kara."
And she stops and straightens. "Sam."
As much as he wants to touch her, as much as his mind and body are filling him with the feel and touch and taste of her--and he can't help the glance at her bare chest. He hasn't seen that skin in too damned long. But he can't, "Kara, you said--"
"I changed my mind." There's something lost in her eyes.
This is not what she needs. He has a moment to think that before she reaches out for him. And he gives in. He hates himself, but he cups the back of her head and kisses her.
And its worse than her goodbye, because this time, he knows that if she runs it will be the end.
A small part of him wants her to run. Wants her to go before she can hurt him again. But this is his wife, the woman who saved his ass, the woman he married. And he doesn't have the luxury of letting her go. Not when she's all he wants.
"Sam." She whimpers against his lips.
Then he's kissing her, hard, shoving back until she hits the table.
(I have to go get my roommate from work)
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evil evil......
::: hugs her poor hurting Sam :::
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