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23 September 2008 @ 04:03 pm
"I wanna have your babies and get serious like crazy."  
From: © Laura Roslin [owes] Uh uh! Back here, both of you
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:10 PM

Squinting her eyes and trying to hide her smile, Laura looked them over. They were up to something, that she was absolutely sure of.

"You're in cohorts, aren't you? Why am I not surprised." Backing Adama against the bulkhead her hands came to rest on either side of his head, holding him in place.

"Spill it, Billiam. What are the two of you planning?"


From: © Admiral William Adama [owes] Mrs. Adama
Date: Sep 23, 2008 2:46 PM

*winks*

From: © Laura Roslin [owes] *cocks head, frowns*
Date: Sept 23, 2008 2:55 PM

I don't recall a wedding, Admiral. *smiles* Is there something you're not telling me?

From: © Admiral William Adama [owes] *points to Laurel and smiles*
Date: Sep 23, 2008 2:58 PM

Your 'prophetess' brough over some...handmedowns...

From: Laurel: Princess of Iceni *throws up hands*
Date: Sep 23, 2008 2:59 PM

Leave me OUT!

From: © Laura Roslin [owes] Uh uh! Back here, both of you
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:10 PM

Squinting her eyes and trying to hide her smile, Laura looked them over. They were up to something, that she was absolutely sure of.

"You're in cohorts, aren't you? Why am I not surprised." Backing Adama against the bulkhead her hands came to rest on either side of his head, holding him in place.

"Spill it, Billiam. What are the two of you planning?"

From: © Admiral William Adama [owes] Laura(el)
Date: Sep 23, 2008 3:15 PM

Just as her hands came to rest against the sides of his face, he smiled knowingly (and wickedly) and his strong, paw-like hands found their way to her waist, snaking around and sliding slowly to her lower abdomen.

"We've got to start having babies... A direct quote, I do believe..." His eyes were glimmering with playful malice as his lips pursed and met with her cheek.

From: Laurel: Princess of Iceni O_o Laura/Bill
Date: Sep 23, 2008 3:23 PM

*tries to sneak quietly from the room, slinking along the walls of Bill's quarters*

From: © Laura Roslin [owes] This is true
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:28 PM

Nodding her head in rememberance to words said so many years ago, Laura smiled and leaned into his kiss. "And I do recall you nearly running out of the room when first I said that. What's changed your mind?"

Looking over her shoulder she glared at Laurel. This.. didn't last long, however; her movement having provided the opportunity of space Bill needed, it wasn't long before she felt his lips dancing over her neck. Closing her eyes she exhaled in bliss before quickly schooling her features and locking eyes with Laurel once again.

"This was all your idea,wasn't it. Not that.." her breathing hitched as he found that spot behind her ear. With a groan she forced the words from her throat. "Not that it looks like he was hard pressed to convince."

From: © Admiral William Adama [owes] *turning Laura's cheek*
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:32 PM

Turning Laura's cheek with his index finger, he winked at Laurel just before his eyes met with Laura's once more. Grinning with his eyebrow raised, his voice rumbled with soothing familiarity.

"Care to act on that proposal, Madame President?"

From: Laurel: Princess of Iceni *grumbles as she reaches the hatch*
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:34 PM

"I'm....being dismissed....aren't I." she inquired with a grin.

From: © Laura Roslin [owes] *smiles innocently*
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:39 PM

Oh, he was deliciously naughty sometimes. "In time, Admiral. You still haven't answered my question." Eyes fixed on Bill, she let her attention drift to Laurel.

"You either.. get back here."

From: Laurel: Princess of Iceni *stops dead in her tracks*
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:42 PM

Wincing in mock pain as she was called back into the room, she turned slowly to face the couple, her head dipping low in embarassment. "Yes, ma'am."

From: © Admiral William Adama [owes] *smiles playfully* Laura
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:44 PM

"Your...question? And..which question would that be, Laura?"

Bill could not keep from smiling, his grin pulling across his whole face. Whenever he looked at her, it was all he could do to keep from beaming. He silently wondered how he'd managed his stern face all those years ago.

From: © Laura Roslin [owes] *bats at shoulder*
Date: Sept 23, 2008 3:50 PM

"Don't play coy with me, mister." Her voice lost it's playful tone and became serious, almost vulnerable as she became fixated on one of the particularly deep pock marks that marred his beautiful golden face. "What changed your mind?"

From: © Admiral William Adama [owes] Bill only smiled
Date: Sept 23, 2008 4:02 PM

And stared deeply into her green eyes, glimmering in the dim light of his quarters. In his softest voice, deep and gravelly, he responded simply, "You did."

We're fun. We're so much fun. And we need a writer to play Kiran Adama; Bill and Laura's upcoming daughter. The plan is to have her born premature with Starbuck and a custom character, Kate Adama, being the ones who deliver her. We haven't decided if it'll be planet side or up on Galactica but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Her specs haven't been writen out yet as we thought we'd leave it up to whatever writer we find. One thing we do want, though, is for her to be a daddy's girl.

I really need an A/R icon again..

 
 
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