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Although by the end of the meeting other issues had been discussed, the Faramir situation and having vivid flashbacks to the first meeting in regards to the weekend of people behaving badly, Leoben was anxious for a distraction that would not result in him puking in bushes.
He couldn't help thinking about similar situations occuring after the baby was born. What happened once, happened again. Different people, perhaps. Different locations too more than likely but the story would always remain the same. That was how the history of humans and cylons always played out. Apart, separate, and together. And everything affected everything else.
Working out took some of the edge off but even a warm shower couldn't wring all the tension out of his muscles or remove all the tendrils of dread wrapping around his thoughts.
Pacing the beach, he recalled Sheppard's need to blow shit up and he wondered if that offer was still open. Or maybe they could try hunting again. Killing something would help. Killing something big and dangerous. Not the frakking squid but there were other creatures lurking in the water. Big ones too if you went further out...
He couldn't help thinking about similar situations occuring after the baby was born. What happened once, happened again. Different people, perhaps. Different locations too more than likely but the story would always remain the same. That was how the history of humans and cylons always played out. Apart, separate, and together. And everything affected everything else.
Working out took some of the edge off but even a warm shower couldn't wring all the tension out of his muscles or remove all the tendrils of dread wrapping around his thoughts.
Pacing the beach, he recalled Sheppard's need to blow shit up and he wondered if that offer was still open. Or maybe they could try hunting again. Killing something would help. Killing something big and dangerous. Not the frakking squid but there were other creatures lurking in the water. Big ones too if you went further out...