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0.4; video :: midnight
[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?
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?
[action] asdfghjkl look at all those typos I left.........
No.
The quiet is never nice.
[action] it's okay I won't judge you bb
She cannot even begin to speculate on why Jackie says that, what runs through her mind in the silence that would make her so averse to it. Caprica knows what it is to dwell on thoughts and memories when there is nothing else to distract her, but this is not the same thing.
There's real compassion in her eyes. The first words to her lips are a genuine apology, but she stifles them before they can escape; they're not words Jackie would accept, no matter how sincerely meant. And she is not looking to push the other woman's boundaries tonight.
Instead, she just runs the pad of her thumb along Jackie's shoulder — a tiny gesture, but one meant to be reassuring, soothing. ]
[action] so magnanimous~