( Walking into the bar is not the place that she expects to find Kara Thrace, or maybe it should be. It's a strange place that she's found herself in, and Caprica has found that she has to see it as it is, in its broken state. For some reason she's unable to project, and though it's troubling this place is concerning itself.
But then she finds something else. A familiar face, one that some time ago she perhaps would have found as concerning as being here. Now she finds it intriguing, and slightly comforting. It's unusual that one person, especially one she hasn't spent too much time with, would be comforting to her, but it's one familiar thing )
Lieutenant Thrace.
( After a moment she'd approached the bar, a curious expression on her face. Had this woman found herself here in the same manner? Had she only just arrived, or did she instinctively know where a bar was? )
( closed ) kara thrace
But then she finds something else. A familiar face, one that some time ago she perhaps would have found as concerning as being here. Now she finds it intriguing, and slightly comforting. It's unusual that one person, especially one she hasn't spent too much time with, would be comforting to her, but it's one familiar thing )
Lieutenant Thrace.
( After a moment she'd approached the bar, a curious expression on her face. Had this woman found herself here in the same manner? Had she only just arrived, or did she instinctively know where a bar was? )