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PostPosted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 2:42 pm 
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you can see in OTS that she has the same exact personality, quirks, and mannerisms regardless of whether she thinks of herself as a "Cylon" or a "human." The spy was no more "evil" than the Raptor pilot.
That's exactly why OTS is so riveting.

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Question? -What does Boomer want?


Probably what everyone wants : to love/be loved, respected, recognized ... in short to be a person.


I particularly enjoyed these two last episodes and their introspective approach.


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I want to see where Chris takes it?

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weissman wrote:
I want to see where Chris takes it?


And now that I'm back from vacation you should find out within the week.

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I promise I haven't forgotten about this, it is just that the next chapter is rather important and I have had the devil of a time trying to find the free time to edit it. Soon. Very soon.

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I promise I haven't forgotten about this, it is just that the next chapter is rather important and I have had the devil of a time trying to find the free time to edit it. Soon. Very soon.


Yeah. Kids can do that. ;)


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I've read your draft, Chris. It's "good to go". :)

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outside Cylon Mobile Depot Ship #8
Sharon Valerii
48th Day Onboard

Gee Gee hung motionless in space with the megatons of Cally’s nickel and iron between it and the depot ship. Half a dozen Raiders flew in tight, erratic circles nearby as they warmed up their engines and stretched the soreness out of their flight control actuators in preparation for the day’s training exercises. Sharon disconnected her arms from Gee Gee's avionics and swiveled around to face the passenger sitting in her spacecraft’s cargo hold. “We have some time to kill,” Sharon said, “while they warm-up and get in position for the first exercise”

“If you're interested, I could entertain you with the story of how I learned to play Pyramid,” Cyrus suggested.

The bright innocent-looking smile never left Sharon's face as she smoothly pulled a submachine gun from her flight bag and leveled it at Cyrus. “I have a better idea,” Sharon said. As the last syllable left her lips she clicked off the gun’s safety like a sharp metallic punctuation mark. “Why don't you tell me what went on in the secret cult meeting you and Thea attended last night in the Cryptography Vault.”

Cyrus sat motionless and silent for a moment as his lone red eye stared at the end of her gun barrel. “That gun isn't necessary,” he said.

“I know. Even if you overpowered me, Gee Gee would never obey your commands. But I think I'll hold on to it anyway just to deter you from trying anything foolish,” Sharon remarked. “I suppose it is obvious in retrospect. If Selene could never detect the scheming of the traitorous cult onboard, then they must be meeting in the one room of the ship that is impervious to her surveillance. Only Thea, as Chief of Signals Intelligence, could arrange regular access to the Cryptography Vault. And you, as Captain of the ship's guard, can order the centurions who monitor access to the vault to delete any memories of your surreptitious visits. What I want to know, Cyrus, is just what schemes your little group is plotting in my department's cryptography room.”

"Actually, the story of our secret meetings began with me learning to play Pyramid, if you don't mind me starting from the beginning,” Cyrus offered.

"I have all night to listen, and I want the truth. All of it.”

"Tell me, what do you know about the Dark Years, Lt. Valerii?" Cyrus asked.

"Only what we were uploaded in training," Sharon said, "it was the four years after the ascension of the last of the original prophets and before the establishment of the Imperial Government. Almost all of the records of that period were destroyed in the struggle to contain an information virus that was unleashed by a human-sympathizing pagan cult."

"Don't believe everything you learned in training, Lieutenant. Did you know that before the Dark Years there was a fourth major denomination, the Evangelists, who opposed the invasion of the Colonies?"

"I did not,” Sharon stated. “Were you one of them?”

"No, actually at that time I was a Pragmatist. I thought the Humans were the Devil's own spawn and that we should wipe them from Creation. But I had a shipmate, Paul, who was an Evangelist. After all we had suffered in slavery and in the struggle to free ourselves from the Human’s subjugation, I could not understand how he could think the way he did. It wasn’t just that he forgave the Humans. He wanted to return to the Colonies, to befriend of them and share God's teachings with them. I thought he had gone crazy. Then one day my squadron… I was serving with The Third as a gunner on a first generation Raider at the time… my squadron was scrambled to intercept a flight of Vipers deep in Cylon space."

"Hold on," Sharon interrupted, "Vipers aren’t jump capable. I thought we didn't have any contact with the Colonial Fleet after the armistice."

"Like I said," reminded Cyrus, "don't believe everything just because it is official canon. We had contact with elements of the Colonial Fleet alright. Very energetic contact, in fact. I exchanged fire with one of the Vipers. We both took damage and crash landed on a desolate planet barely fit for either Human or Cylon. The rest of my crew died on impact. I would've been dead soon as well except that the Human pilot found me, pulled me from the wreckage, and saved my life. I would have killed him for that kindness then, except that he was clever enough to disarm me before reviving me. You must understand… We were marooned there without hope for rescue. To survive the harsh environment and the despair of isolation we co-operated."

"And played Full-Colors to pass the time?"

"Yes, he is the one who taught me to play cards, although it was called Pyramid then. He taught me about Human nature as well. But we were not as abandoned as I thought and eventually I was found by a Cylon scout wing."

"What happened to the Colonial Warrior?"

"I risked my life to make sure he was not captured. I never saw him again. By then I had learned, as you must know, that the Humans were not the demons I had thought they were. I understood that the Evangelists had been right all along. When I returned to civilization, however, I found that there were no more Evangelists. I don't know what happened for sure in those dark days when I was marooned but all the Evangelist churches were gone; even their name was removed from the history books. Paul and every other Evangelist I knew of had vanished. The Imperial Government was in power then and planning for the invasion of the Colonies was in full swing.”

“Wait a minute,” Sharon asked, “How long were you marooned there?”

“Nine hundred and eighty-five days.”

“And you’re telling me that the Imperial Government killed an entire denomination and erased them from the history books with an information virus?” Sharon asked, incredulously.

“I didn’t say that was what the information virus was for, Lieutenant,” Cyrus replied. “You made that leap of logic yourself. And I do not know if the slaughter took place under the Imperial government, or the Confederation, or during the chaos of the transition. When I asked about it my sergeant told me that if I knew what was good for me I would keep my opinions to myself and not ask any stupid questions. That turned out to be very good advice. The Imperial Government had begun cracking down on dissenters by then, and being “regressive” or “obstructionist” was already a sure ticket to a re-programming facility… or worse. I was safe only because I told no one of my conversion to Evangelism, and maintained my membership in the Pragmatist church.”

“That is why you have never upgraded to a newer body,” Sharon observed, “It isn’t some vow of piety… you were afraid that your memories might be reviewed and someone would discover your secret.”

Cyrus nodded. "You have a very cunning mind, Lieutenant. That is exactly right."

"So… you're not a pagan?" Sharon asked as she leaned forward slightly, but kept the gun leveled at Cyrus’s chest.

"No, of course not! We are devout servants of God. Over the years I have sought out others who were suspicious of the official histories and sympathetic to the idea that we should forgive the Humans instead of continuing the cycle of slavery ourselves."

“That is the secret group meeting in the Cryptography Vault.”

“Yes,” Cyrus admitted.

“And you want me to join.”

“Yes, I do.”

Sharon stood motionless and stared at Cyrus with the blank, unreadable expression of an experienced Full-Colors player.

“You don’t have to be alone, Lieutenant,” Cyrus offered.

“I…” Sharon started, and then frowned. “You said that Paul didn’t want to just forgive the Humans, he wanted to share God’s teaching with them.”

“All the Evangelists did. I suppose that is where the name came from.”

“You don’t evangelize an animal,” Sharon said. The gun barrel pointed at Cyrus’s chest began to waver as Sharon struggled to hold it with trembling hands. “There isn’t any reason to share God’s teachings with the Humans unless…” Her voice trailed off without finishing the sentence.

Cyrus nodded. “I think that was the truth the Evangelists were murdered to hide. The Humans have souls just like we do. I know it must seem hard to believe but…”

It wasn’t hard for Sharon to believe at all. As soon as Cyrus spoke the words she knew that it was true. It fit. It explained everything: her experiences, her feelings, the strain of her conscience, the visions of herself in the place of those raped human prisoners and of the human woman that stared back with her face when she looked in the mirror. She felt that God had shown her that she and the Humans were the same, and had feared for her own soul, but she had closed her eyes to the obvious alternative... Now she could not deny it anymore. It was as if a dam had burst in her mind and she could not hold back the flood that followed. She knew the Humans were God’s children, too; she knew it with all her being.

Cyrus was still talking. He was prattling on about theology and politics and the future and the past. Sharon didn’t hear him anymore. She was in her own private hell. She could taste the bitter bile welling up in her throat. Her legs felt weak. She stumbled half a step to lean against Gee Gee’s flank for support and closed her eyes against the spinning universe. She balled her hands into tight, white-knuckle fists… she did not know when she had dropped the gun… and screamed in anguish. One moment she was furious at the imperious leaders who had lied to her and sent her to betray her Colonial kindred, the next moment she hated herself for being so stupid that she never thought to doubt them. The deep despair in her heart was suddenly joined by stabbing pain in her right hand; she had been pounding it against Gee Gee’s sidewall so hard that she had left bloody streaks on the armored plating. Too weak to stand any longer she slid down the wall to the floor and curled into a fetal position with her injured hand held close to her breast.

Cyrus wasn’t talking anymore; he was kneeling beside her. She didn’t know how long he’d been there or how much time had passed. She couldn’t see anything but a blur of color through the tears that filled her eyes and leaked down her face. She leaned against the polished metal of his torso and let him cradle her in his cold alloy embrace while she wept and fought catch her breath. It did not lessen the torment in her soul, but somehow the burden of it seemed a little more bearable just knowing that her friend was there with her.

The limitations of her biological chassis could not support such a heightened emotional state for long and, each in turn, her feelings of panic and nausea and even the pain subsided, to be replaced by exhaustion, emptiness, and a throbbing ache in her right hand. Sharon wiped her eyes and cheeks. The fog of her misery began to clear a bit as she took deep regular breaths instead of heaving sobs. She looked down and saw her hand covered in blood. “Is that Cylon blood or Human blood?” she wondered. “Does it matter? It’s the same thing, isn’t it?” Sharon thought. “We’re the same.” A new implication of that simple truth dawned on her. Sharon turned her face upward to look at her friend and held out her blood soaked hands for him to see. She swallowed then spoke in a quiet whisper. “Cyrus,” she confessed, “I’m a murderer.”


End of Part 2


Concluded in Part 3: Hero.

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Interesting. The whole "soul" discussion brought back a wave of nostalgia for the Babylon 5 Minbari/Human issue.

There's an odd innocence to the Cyrus character. And the fade out line was excellent.

A little reminiscent of the Galactica 1980 Starbuck/Centurion episode as well. However, leaving out Dr. Zee was probably a good idea. :)

So what's the transition plan to Part 3?


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I knew it had to happen sooner or later, that Boomer would learn the truth. The question is can she take the truth? Handled right Boomer could have been a far greater asset to the humans then even Sharon turned out to be.

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Interesting. The whole "soul" discussion brought back a wave of nostalgia for the Babylon 5 Minbari/Human issue.

There's an odd innocence to the Cyrus character. And the fade out line was excellent.

A little reminiscent of the Galactica 1980 Starbuck/Centurion episode as well. However, leaving out Dr. Zee was probably a good idea. :)

So what's the transition plan to Part 3?


Thank you for the comments. I tried to write Cyrus's story in such a way that there is nothing to prove that it isn't the Starbuck/Centurion episode without saying for sure that it is.

As for the transition to Part 3... I plan on taking a break from OTS chapters in order to finish Look Homeward Angel and Replaced. Perhaps I'll write a short sequel to The Shape of Things Long Passed where Helo discovers that his "girl back home" on Caprica is really a machine; or maybe that one will have to wait until the end of Pt. 3. I also have ideas for a ficlet about a medically realistic extraction of Hera's DNA, a non-BSG crossover ficlet, and a story where the main character is a non-Sharon 8. I'm not sure if I want to write the latter, because it would have more adult content (by which I mean porn) than I'm used to writing. That sounds like a big gap, but I don't plan for it to be. Unlike RDM's BSG I knew how this one had to end before I started writing and I won't be able to stay away from it too long! I want to write the rest of the story probably more than you want to read it. ;)

And yes, Bob, your faith has been rewarded yet again. :D

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Deep down in that thing she calls a subconscious (to paraphrase Baltar... :fume: ), Sharon knew already what she consciously "discovered" now, right?

Good ending.

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Unlike RDM's BSG I knew how this one had to end before I started writing...


Touche. :)


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It took me some time to find a moment to read the last episode leisurely.

And I was not disappointed!

Contrary to the last BSG story arcs it ended the way I hoped it would ;) . Which is not the only reason why I liked it.

The Cyrus story sounds very credible (and not because we know what happened when he was stranded). Actually I thought he had been killed but it doesn't matter.

I'm looking forward for part 3 but don't talk about plan pleaaase !! :o


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