kastari

“The Laramie Project: Ten Years Later

An Epilogue

This performance is co-produced by the GMCLA, the Speak Theater Arts & The Broad Stage

October 12, 2009 – 7:30PM

The beginning is a blur. In one of the communities I’m a member of, (I can’t remember which one) someone posted a link to www.playbill.com

McCormack, McDonnell, Rae, Lawrence Will Appear in CA Laramie Project Sequel        

Midnight Screening of “The Plan”

Tuesday, October 13th

I didn’t get home until 8:00PM. I needed to unwind. I needed to eat. I needed to check my e-mail.

Incoming from my friend on the Propworx Auction Forum: 

PLAN tonight in Hollywood? No?

I paused. What in the hell did that mean? No hotlink. No explanation. Did it mean what I thought it meant? 

Author: Kastari

Title: The Bucket and the Beast

Genre: Romance

Summary: There’s a boat on the line where the sea meets the sky.  Love’s easier when it’s far away.   

Pairing: Galactica/Pegasus

Rating: K

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_100's Drabble Challenge #24 with the prompt:  reunions
Disclaimer:  I'm just playing in Universal's sandbox.

 

The Bucket and the Beast

Six months into their exile, she sliced through the darkness and silence of space.

Fifty years old, the protector and provider to a small fleet of civilian vessels that had managed to escape the destruction of the Twelve Colonies, Battlestar Group 75 was the last of her kind. 

Suddenly a large ship appeared on DRADIS. Newer, more powerful and nearly twice her size, Battlestar Group 62 possessed superior weapons, flight decks and armor; his forward battery could devastate a Cylon basestar with a single salvo.

She launched alert fighters.

With Colonial transponders, Pegasus signaled her.

Galatica hummed, welcoming him home.

~finis~

So Say We All.
 

Author: Kastari

Title: The More Eights, the Merrier  

Summary: That’s two—two—two eights in one.

Pairing: Helo/Tyrol/The Eights

Kink: Twins       

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

The More Eights, the Merrier

Having boarded the Cylon Resurrection Ship, Helo and Tyrol stood at the entrance of the cavernous chamber. A plethora of off-line Eights were nestled safely in gooey containers.

“Whoa,” breathed the Chief. “This isn’t cheating?”

Helo shook his head. “Absolutely not. Roslin said I wasn’t married to the entire production line. And you’re a widower, remember? That means the Athenas are mine and the Boomers are yours.”

Tyrol smiled. “Sharon Agathons and Sharon Valeriis—very nice. And we’ll tell them apart how?”

“Once on-line, we’ll test drive ‘em all.” 

“Sweet.” The Chief paused. “Wait, I wasn’t even in ‘The Hub.’”

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: She Who Believeth  

Summary: Frak direction! Starbuck decides it might be about positioning.

Pairing: Thrace/Head Six

Kink: Girl on imaginary girl   

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

She Who Believeth

Having just slammed her to the floor of the cell and just about choking her to death, the Old Man still wouldn’t listen. Kara closed her eyes. “We’re going the wrong way,” she said softly.

“He doesn’t take direction very well,” the sultry voice said.

“No shit.” Kara opened her eyes. Hovering above her, wearing the hot red dress was Head Six. “What the frak are you?”

“Your Cylon savior. I can show you the way.”

“Right. Already followed one crazy bitch’s vision. Sure as hell not following yours.”

“We would have to interface using the sixty-nine connection.”

Starbuck reconsidered.

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: Three Days In

Summary: The bed’s too big without you.   

Pairing: McDonnell/Mell

Kink: Phone sex     

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

Three Days In

A talented actress, it was all a façade. 

The photo ops, panels, questions, laughter, endless autograph lines, polite conversation and shitty hotel food—three days in and she definitely wanted it over. Her hand ached from signing; her jaw from smiling. 

Frak Eddie for cancelling.

Alone in her hotel room, she swept the gifts from her adoring fans into a pile on the table and fell onto the king size bed.     

She missed him desperately.

Rummaging through her ginormous yellow handbag, she found her cell. Wearing nothing but a smile, she dialed Randle's number.

“Hey, sexy. What are you wearing…?”

Author: Kastari

Title: All the Right Moves

Summary: How do you think she could afford that bitchin' condo on Caprica?  Certainly not on her teacher's salary.  She moonlighted as a private dancer.   

Pairing: Adama/Roslin

Kink: Bondage     

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

All the Right Moves

Naked and bound by his hands and feet, he was spread eagle on his rack. He tugged on the scarves binding his ankles and wrists, a forceful yank, surprised by the strength of her makeshift restraints. How in the hell had she managed that? If he tried hard enough, he was sure he could break free, but not without doing some major structural damage. 

Naked and free, she straddled him. “Are you ready for my performance, Admiral?” she whispered in his ear.   

Bill’s erection replied.

Tossing her tangled hair back, Laura stood.

She was going to pole dance. 

On his.

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: School Ties

Summary: She’s hot for teacher.   

Pairing: Adama/Roslin

Kink: Role playing, bondage & spanking     

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

School Ties

Candles flickered.

“One room schoolhouse, poor lighting, Tauron headmaster… Nice, she purred.”

“Sweet asses of Kobol,” he breathed. The site of her--hands bound, naked and splayed out across his rack… “Is that disrespect I hear, Miss Roslin?” While he was playing the role of headmaster, she was the true mistress of his. “This behavior of yours is most inappropriate. You are a very naughty Caprican school girl.” The sharp smack of his hand against her bare ass shattered the stillness.

She winced. The pain was erotically exciting. “Thank you, sir, may I have another?”

Laura Roslin was extremely insubordinate.

~finis~

Author:  Kastari

Title:  Sex on a Stick

Summary:  At some point, everyone bends over & takes it up the ass.    

Pairing:  Thrace/Gaeta

Kink:  Sex with an amputee & a prosthetic leg      

Word Count:  100

Note:  Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Sex on a Stick

She didn’t do guilt.   

Or did she? 

Sam had shot him in the frakking leg, but she was the one back on this shit smelling excuse of a ship.

Oh Captain, my Captain, two for the team.

In the bowels of the Demetrius, Gaeta frakked her violently, from the front, jamming his cock into her pussy.

But it was the cold, smooth feel of the metal sliding in, then out, probing much deeper from behind that really got her off.

“If anyone ever finds out about this, Gaeta, I’ll take this foot of yours and shove it up your ass.”

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: Room with a View

Summary: Appearances to the contrary, he was never really in it for the money.   

Pairing: Roslin/Lampkin
Rating:  M

Kink: Kleptomania & voyeurism     

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

Room with a View

Slowly, she spun the desk chair around and faced him. Casually tipping it back, she widened her legs. Her panties were in his briefcase. “Nice window.” Laura nodded toward the 6x6 square pane just behind his head. 

He sat on his rumpled rack. “Nice pussy.” Romo Lampkin stared at her through his dark sunglasses. “I always did have a fondness for orange tabbies.” She was indeed an exemplary lay. 

“It was always about frakking me, wasn’t it, Mr. Lampkin?”

With a smile, he removed his sunglasses. “Actually, that thought never crossed my mind, Madame President. I simply wanted a view.”

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: Fly-girl

Summary: Husker has one hell of a hood ornament.

Pairing: Adama/Roslin

Kink: Public exhibitionism  

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Additional Note: Sex vid reference from ‘Private Screening” by i_am_davnee It’s a brilliant fic. READ IT!
Click here for the story.  

Fly-girl

“I feel like a hood ornament up here.”

Wearing a lace bra, garter belt, stockings and heels, she was splayed along the nose of his Mark II Viper. 

“We’re not in your garage, Bill. Someone’s gonna catch us!”

“Part of the thrill,” he whispered, zooming in on her ass. She had a nice ass.

“This is crazy.”

“But good. Relax. You did make a sex vid.”

“That was also your idea and I wasn’t the President then. If any of these photographs see the light of day, fly-boy…”

“Private collection, Laura.” He smiled.

Red was a nice color on her.

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: Two Pair

Summary: You gotta to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, know when to walk away, know when to run…

Pairing: Adama/Roslin, Ellen & Saul; Perhaps …

Kink: Group sex & swinging; Possibly…  

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

Two Pair

Starbuck stopped abruptly. Apollo bumped into her. Both froze. 

Outside the door to the Admiral’s quarters, stood two pair of boots.

“No marines,” Lee said.

“Maybe she ordered them away,” Kara replied. “She does that sometimes. That would make it a possible threesome.”  

“Ya think?”  

Kara paused. “Not really.” The threesome was plausible, but… “I’d wager a foursome with a pair of Ellen’s frak me pumps inside.”

“He’s bluffing with two pair,” Lee decided. 

While the Admiral and his XO wasn’t beyond Starbuck’s twisted imagination, it was completely outside the realm of Apollo’s. 

Starbuck smiled. “Call it. I dare you.”    

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: The Admiral’s New Clothes

Summary: Boxers or briefs? You’d be surprised…

Pairing: Adama/Roslin

Kink: Cross dressing

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

The Admiral’s New Clothes

Laura waved Tory away. “Peace and quiet,” she said. “I need just a moment alone with peace and quiet.”

Tory raised an eyebrow. That presidential threesome was rare.

Laura slipped behind the heavy curtains.  

“Bill!”

He stood before her wearing a black lace bra, garter belt, stockings and stilettos. They certainly weren’t ‘kitten heels.’ Her eyes wide, Laura’s jaw dropped open. 

Whadda ya think?” Bill asked. “I’ve been experimenting with my feminine side.” He smiled sheepishly.

“Sweet asses of Kobol,” she breathed. It was barely a whisper. Laura paused. “I’m only a six and a half. Are those Ellen’s shoes?”

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: Toaster Love

Summary: Sometimes love can be very mechanical.

Pairing: Centurion/Centurion

Kink: Toaster on Toaster, free will & WD-40

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_kink’s Drabble Challenge; No prompt

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

Toaster Love

Thanks to Brother Cavil, the Raiders had been dumbed down. Thanks to Natalie, the Centurions were now—less inhibited. Cavil was an asshole; Natalie a godsend.

Heavily armored, with retractable guns built into their lower arms and bladed fingertips, his single red eye gazed into hers.   Sunlight glinted off their shiny, chrome bodies; a soft, summer breeze cooled them. They were projecting.

In a dimly lit secluded corridor aboard the base ship, two cybernetic lifeform nodes were locked together. 

Free will and independent thought equaled love. No matter it was going to take a little WD-40 for them to ‘uncouple.’

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: Blueberries and Tomatoes

Genre: Romance

Summary: Bill and Laura talk of things they miss.

Pairing: Adama/Roslin

Rating: T

Word Count: 100

Note: Written for bsg_100’s Challenge #22 with the prompt: food

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

Blueberries and Tomatoes

Wrapped in each others arms, they sat together on the leather sofa.

“I miss Caprican blueberries.  I should have appreciated them more,” he said, remembering their exquisite, sweet taste.

“Tomatoes,” she said. “Vine ripened tomatoes. I never imagined I’d lust after a tomato.”

“Lust, that’s a good word.” He tightened his embrace.

She laughed. 

He loved the sound of her laughter.

“New world blueberries and tomatoes,” he said. “We’ll have them again someday.”

“Ya think?”

“I know.”

“I’ll bake you a pie.”

“I’ll plant your tomatoes.”

She looked up at him. Build our cabin?”

His eyes met hers. “I promise.”

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: No Goodbyes

Genre: Drama/Romance/Angst

Summary: Laura and Bill struggle with the reality of her impending death. 

Pairing: Adama/Roslin

Rating: T

Word Count: 100

Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

No Goodbyes

“Are you scared?” He knew she was; he had asked her before. 

She took a deep breath. “Yeah.”

“Me, too.” He paused. “I don’t want you to go.” His voice trembled.

“I know. I’m sorry. I wish I could stay.” Her hazel eyes sparkled with tears.

“I’ll try to be okay; make you proud.” Tears blinded him.

“Build our cabin?” she asked softly.

He took a deep breath. “Yeah.”

“I’ll be there, you know.”

“I know.”

“I waited my whole life to find you, too,” she whispered. Her eyes held his. “No goodbyes.”

“No,” he said quietly. “Just good memories.”

~finis~

Author: Kastari

Title: Regrets

Genre: Drama/Romance/Angst

Summary: A quiet moment between Laura and Bill. 

Pairing: Adama/Roslin

Rating: T
Word Count:  100
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.

Regrets

He scribbled in the ship’s log.

“Any regrets?” she asked.

He looked up. “Hmm?”   

“Regrets,” she repeated.

“Isn’t the goal to live life without them?” She was silent. “Personal or professional?” he asked.

“Personal.”

“I regret not making love to you more.”

She smiled softly at him. It was a good regret. 

“And you?” he asked.

“I regret not telling you that I loved you sooner. Because I did, you know.”

“I knew.” He smiled at her. “One more,” he said quietly. His eyes held hers. “I regret never giving you flowers. I wish I could have given you flowers.”

~finis~