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The Price of Supremacy 11/12
Title:The Price of Supremacy
Series: Outside the Garden
Author: gidget_zb
Beta: alias424
Pairing: Adama/Roslin
Rating: NC 17
Chapter: 11/12
Warnings: Spoilers for the miniseries.
Summary: At times, he wondered if the universe enjoyed practising its cosmic balancing act with his life. One son dies, and he gains a daughter - one son lost to him, to be replaced by a wife ( Read more... ) -
A Good Deal In the Way
She had had worse days, she knew. More stressful days, more traumatic days, even more tragic days - but at the moment she couldn’t think of one. She couldn’t think of anything beyond the hissing anger bubbling just below her skin - liable to spit out on anyone in her vicinity if she so much as opened her mouth. Richard Adar was a frakking fraktard.
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The Price of Supremacy 9/12
They had been walking for hours, through cramped passageways and steam-filled rooms, lit only by the weak beam of the flashlight Bill held in his hands. Conoy was leading, and paused - bracing his hand against a row of pipes as he groaned heavily.
“You alright?” Bill asked carelessly as Conoy straightened, but didn’t look at him.
“I’m fine; it’s ( Read more... ) -
The Price of Supremacy 8/12
Waiting was the hardest part. Waiting for orders, waiting for launch, waiting for a target to appear in just the right spot, waiting for the crosshairs to align perfectly, waiting to pull the trigger. He had disliked it as a Viper jockey, and liked it even less as a Commander. You were so far removed from the action - and sometimes all you could do ( Read more... ) -
The Price of Supremacy 7/12
“Nav?”
“Go!”
“FTL?”
“Go!”
“Tactical?”
“Go!”
“Flight ops?”
“Go!”
Tigh rotated through the stations as he stood across from Bill at the command console. The faces surrounding them looked tense, and a kind of excited anticipation hung in the air over the CIC, despite the blows they had been dealt today. Bill watched as each station called out ( Read more... ) -
The Price of Supremacy 6/12
When Tigh walked back onto CIC, he looked like he’d aged a decade in the last half hour. Bill was bent over the navigation table, looking at maps of Ragnar and cross-referencing it against the file he had laid open next to him. When Saul came to a halt in front of him, he looked up seriously, removing his glasses as he stared at his XO.
“What’s ( Read more... ) -
The Price of Supremacy 5/12
Bill struggled to breathe as he pushed against the table beneath him that his face had just slammed into from the force of a nuke launched from a Raider. People were slowly recovering, and he returned his gaze to the DRADIS screen above them, seeing several Viper signatures missing, but at least no sign of any further Raiders.
Static crackled ( Read more... ) -
The Price of Supremacy 2/12
She was almost relieved to board the Colonial Heavy, the steady hum of the engines as the flight staff hurried about, preparing for takeoff. Her meetings with the education alliance and her subsequent less than pleasant meeting with Adar had successfully distracted her from that morning. But now she was left with an echoing silence around her as ( Read more... ) -
The Price of Supremacy 1/12
He hated speeches - giving them, listening to them, writing them - he’d spent half the night on this one, grumbling under his breath and lifting the receiver no less than four times to bother her with revisions and various dictions as she laughed softly and told him it would be fine. But it wasn’t fine - wouldn’t be fine, he thought as he strode ( Read more... )