Christmas Eve, Second Floor Common Room

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam sat in the common room, idly flipping through channels. No specials were on, and there was only so long she could watch the Yule log. She sipped occasionally from a glass of red wine.

She was trying very, very hard not to think of her father.

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[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara raises up the ambrosia. "Right here!"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"That and cigars I see. I'll take one of each please with a side of more," Marty says as he flops on the couch.

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara fills up a glass for Marty and takes out a cigar. "Plenty more where than came from," she says, handing them to him.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty takes both and lights up his cigar and nods appreciatively. "Niiiice. This Cuban?"

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara gives him a funny look. "Cuban? These are Caprica's finest."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty takes an appreciative puff. "Very smooth smoke. Never heard of Caprica. That in the Carribean?"

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

"No, it's a planet. One of the Twelve Colonies," Kara replies. "Surprise! I'm not from Earth. Thank the Gods."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Ah. You're one of the space people, so do you guys celebrate some kind of winter festival?" Marty asks. "I'm sure someone has filled you in on the whole Christmas thing by now."

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, we have summer and winter festivals. Summer is celebrated with a week of sporting competitions and winter is more focused on family and the gods," Kara explains. "I always liked the summer best."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Let me guess... That Pyramid thing I keep hearing about, right?" Marty asks. "I've heard Anders talk about it someplace or another."

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara sucks in a breath, caught off guard. "Yeah, that's one of them," she says quickly before downing the rest of her drink.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty blinks a couple of times. "Sorry... Did I say something wrong?"

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara gives him a smile. "Don't worry about it," she replies, grabbing the ambrosia bottle. "Let me fill you up."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiles and holds out his glass. "If I did, I apologize. I've got this whole habit of putting my foot in my mouth thing. I should know better than to possibly insult the woman providing the free booze."

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara pours out some more ambrosia in to his glass. "Forget about it," she says, filling up her own glass.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty nods and raises up his glass in salute. "Forgotten. Here's mud in your eye."

Marty takes the drink and it disappears in a few gulps.

"Thanks for the drink, Kara... right?" he asks getting unsteadily to his feet. "I think I needed that for tonight. I better hit the sack before I do anything I may regret."

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

"See you around," Kara says, saluting him with her glass.