[Just Inside Cylon Space, The Furtest Resurrection Ship from the Center, Wee Hours of Saturday Morning]

[dbiers]

After a few hours that felt more like days, the raider jumped into serene black sky.

Looming in the distance was a large, almost skeletal looking ship.

"One Resurrection Ship as ordered." Trona took a deep breath, "We're very far out from the border between Cylon and Colonial Space. With luck, they'll recognize this ship as one of their own and

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[carter_i_am]

"Here," Sam said, shrugging out of her jacket and draping it over D'anna's shoulders. It was big and loose and had definitely seen worse than a little alien goop over the years. "Easy, now."

[dbiers]

Bravado can only carry a girl so far, "thanks, Sam."

D began to climb out of the tank as best she could without flashing anyone any more than absolutely necessary.

"So, how do we get home from here?"

[dbiers]

"Oh, we go back through the centurions, try avoid anyone who isn't in this room, fly a ship and run like all frak." Trona rolled her eyes. "Come on, kid, get with the program."

[dbiers]

Program wasn't the word to use around her right now so D'anna flipped Trona the flying Vs. "Outside that door is home? Let's go."

[dbiers]

Clank. Clank. Clank. Clank. Clank.

The sound of several more centurions passing the door way could be heard inside the chamber.

[dbiers]

"..." D raised an eyebrow. "That didn't sound good."

[dbiers]

"Ya think?" Trona rolled her eyes. "We're on a cylon ship, you're a cylon. Those? were big, scary metal cylons of impending doom for your friends so shut up and let me do the talking, ducky."

[dbiers]

D'anna glared. A lot. She kinda wanted to hit the rude chick with her face. Unfortunately the girl with her face and bad hair had a point. "Fine. Give us your wisdom oh punky plaid one please."

[dbiers]

"All we have to do is wait for those guys to pass, then get back up the corridor, across a hall, and back on the ship we came in." Trona looked around the room, making sure everyone was on the same page. "If the hall's clear, I suggest you go in teams of two or three. The instant They see you, it's open season."

Trona was one to be encouraging like that. She slid passed Callisto to see if the coast was clear yet. Finding things to her liking, she slipped out, motioning for the rest to follow her.

[bruiser_in_pink]

Molly looked at the others. "We've trusted her this far," she said with a shrug and took the lead to follow Trona.