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Demeter opens the front door of the Bar onto her potting shed, which is full of drying herbs.

The shed is a structure that looks like it shouldn't be standing up as bright sunlight slants through the slats in the wood and she turns to grins at them,

"We'll walk through the garden and get you settled. Then I've made some lunch and I have lots of maps so you can explore as much or as little as you'd like."

Date: 2010-10-28 03:09 am (UTC)
faithful_lt: (honest)
From: [personal profile] faithful_lt
"I am," he murmurs.

Still, Hoshi obediently turns his head to look out at the water--

--and the breath rushes out of him in delighted shock at the view.

"Dear gods."

Unthinking.

Date: 2010-10-28 03:24 am (UTC)
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The sunlight refracts in thousands of glittering specks over the water, and just for an instant Gaeta's reminded of the observation deck, he and Louis alone with stars all around them.

The stars couldn't ever be this bright, though; this colorful, this beautiful.

(And why think of Galactica at all when he sees this? This is life, and hope. This is something the battlestar can't imitate, and right now, seeing it in person -- they're the better for it, he thinks.)

Silently, he extends his hand to Louis.

Date: 2010-10-28 03:28 am (UTC)
faithful_lt: (honest)
From: [personal profile] faithful_lt
His fingers twine together with Felix's as he takes the other man's hand.

Hoshi's eyes are shining.

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