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[cyloninmyhead.livejournal.com]

((Baltar leaves room 421 and walks down the hallway. He appears to be talking to himself.))

She's living right next door to me! Why are you doing this?

((Pause))

I'm certain god's plan does not include me getting detention for assault or beaten up by a hot sexy gods, I want to see her naked pyramid player who thinks she's defending your rather dubious honor.

((Pause))

And I can't have you distracting me in physics lab today. The equipment is rather primitive but if I lose my concentration the results could be disasterous.

((Pause))

No, you can't do...that....

((His voice trails off as he leans against the wall, grinning broadly.))

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*decides that Gaius could give any PTSD-victim a decent run for their money in the 'weird' department' but keeps talking*

Oh? What school was that?

[cyloninmyhead.livejournal.com]

The Caprican Institute of Higher Learning. I was the youngest student ever...

*he suddenly stiffens*

...accepted there.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*Sam notices the slight jerk he gave, but other things are taking her attention - her watch is showing a quarter from eight, and she doesn't want to be late to class*

That's...very unique. Look, I'd like to keep talking, but I have a class to run to. I'll probably see you around since we're on the same floor here.

And I'd love to hear about your studies at the...Caprican Institute of Higher Learning.

*Sam flashes him a quick smile and jogs off in the direction of the class, shaking her head as she goes*

[cyloninmyhead.livejournal.com]

*watches Sam bounce jog away*
*calls after her*

Yes, yes...some other time then!

*as Sam rounds the corner Baltar seems to slam his back against the wall for some odd reason....*

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: *giggles*]]