queenofheartsrp | 0.4; video

[Sleeping isn't really one of Jackie's stronger suits. Hasn't been for six or seven years and she's long since found various ways to keep herself entertained through the worsts parts of the night. And the nights are the worst parts, there's too much silence, too much space to hear her own thoughts and they are terrible tumultuous things.

She's managed to convince herself to stay in bed with Dominique for a few days in a row now, but it's too much. She gets up, wanders the house, but that's lost much of its appeal already. She goes onto the back deck of Gaius Baltar's home, looking out over the lake and the shimmer of the moon on its waters. A sprig of the vine seems to have taken up root back here, but she sees it this time, eyes it coldly before bending down to coax it up the deck railing with light fingers.

She considers the mirror in the darkness,]

What I wouldn't give for a television or a radio right now. I suppose I could make them with the magic dirt, but all I'd get on reception would be some porn and the top ten most nauseating love songs.

[She does a fairly flat and tired sounding imitation of a radio broadcaster, balancing her chin in her hand.]

So, night birds, what are you doing up so late after your bedtime?

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Insomnia's a bitch.

I see.....my condolences. It must be difficult to deal with.

[it's probably hard to see the smile on her face, given how late it is, but the expression never shifts.]

You can choke on it.

Sorry, it seems like I offended you.

[oh snap son]

Save your platitudes for someone who needs them.

And here I was being sincere. But as you wish, miss.

It's amazing how often sincerity is anything but.

Sadly, you'd be right. It's easy to lie- isn't it?

It's the path of least resistance, more often than not.

[Her hands part a little, more of the golden glow escaping. She stares at the source, expression unchanging.]

I wonder if that makes it cowardly.

Yes.

I see. So that's your answer.

[not a yes, not a no.]

Very perceptive.

I try to be.

I have to ask though, since I'm sure I'm just boring you otherwise by this point, if you've seen any monsters about.

Not since the roses.

I see. Just one more question, please: did those roses- or any other anomalies you've witnessed during your stay here -cause an outbreak of violence, murder, or group suicide? [said impossibly calmly.]

Not that I noticed.

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