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A little something for everyone! Angst warning ;) I had great fun making this, but I think my not-so-secret love for the epicness of Ellen and Saul was showing...




( Even more behind the cut! )
(source: http://asofterworld.com/index.php?id=1000)

Title: Destiny
Pairing: Kara/Leoben
Rating: R (for references to canon violence, sex, and child abuse)
Word Count: 2,000
Summary: Ten times destiny shapes their lives. (Written for a prompt from deborah_judge from ages ago, and for the bsg_epics Pentathalon!)
A/N: This can be read as a companion to my stories Prayer and Violence, but they aren't strictly related.


( It’s late at night and unusually quiet. )

Title: Across the Years
Pairing: Kara/Leoben
Rating: PG
Words: 840
Summary: Leoben ages. (Total fluff written for the wonderful deborah_judge in honor of her 40th birthday! <3)
A/N: This can be read as an epilogue to Prayer (which conveniently got posted a year ago today!) but you don't need to be familiar with that to read this.


( “How old are you?” Kara asks him one afternoon. )

Title: In Sickness and in Health
Pairing: Kara/Leoben
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1,655
Warning: While I don't think I touch on any triggery subjects here, this is set on New Caprica.
Summary: Kara is confronted with what it means to be human. 
A/N: For prompts from hearts_blood for Kara/Leoben hurt/comfort and from deborah_judge for Kara dealing with a sick Leobeon on NC. Thank you both!


( Leoben staggers in the door, slamming it behind him. )

Title: Descant (Chapter 8)
Rating: R
Characters: Kara/Leoben, Helo, Caprica, Hera, & more
Word Count (this chapter): 3,091
WARNINGS: Non-canon character death. Canon-level violence and themes.

Part 2

Destiny
by A.E.

LIKE winds or waters were her ways:
The flowing tides, the airy streams,
Are troubled not by any dreams;
They know the circle of their days.

Like winds or waters were her ways:
They heed not immemorial cries;
They move to their high destinies
Beyond the little voice that prays.

She passed into her secret goal,
And left behind a soul that trod
In darkness, knowing not of God,
But craving for its sister soul.

( Chapter 8 )