Evil Slutopia: I'm Not a Feminine-ist

Evil Slutopia: I'm Not a Feminine-ist

my impression of one Gaius Baltar

Gaius Baltar and Gina Inviere, post-Pegasus

Baltar: Ms. Inviere, you're as beautiful as the day I met your clone. Well, actually, she was hotter, cuz she hadn't gotten beaten and starved and raped and just generally brutalized for months on end. Anyway, let's frak!
He caresses her face and moves in to kiss her.
Inviere: Can't, still recovering from getting beaten and starved and raped and just generally brutalized for months on end.
Baltar continues to assault put the moves on Inviere.
Baltar's Inner Six: is not there to intervene
Inviere: No really, I mean it, I'm not over the trauma of it all - GET THE FRAK OFF ME!!!!
Baltar: Geez, what's your deal? Your clone consented, you should too, but it's like I'm not supposed to put the moves on someone who got tortured, and it's totally giving me blue balls!
Inviere: You're right. I'm really sorry I got dehumanized and stripped of my sexual agency. I'll make it up to you by putting out and then blowing myself up.
There is not one iota of irony in Inviere's last line.