this is a riot religious and clean

May 24, 2006 02:10

Leoben concentrated on working out once he had finished speaking to Elphaba. He hadn't had such a pleasant conversation with anyone new. He spent most of his time with Starbuck. Failing that, he tried to find a cylon or Smith or he remained alone. It was strange though to think that he had been on the island for almost five months.

He didn't really try to think about time. He could tell in other ways that it had was passing by though. For one thing, his Chinese continued to improve. For another, his knuckles were callused and he could bang them into the punching board he'd made for quite some time and he didn't really bleed.

He showered slowly, humming a hymn as he dried his hair and buttoned up a black plain shirt from the laundry room before heading back outside.

People were coming out of comas and the fog was slowly receding. Leoben knew some of them thought they had gone home but he was so grateful that he hadn't. Not if it wouldn't be real and he couldn't help thinking he would have lost something going home anyway. Still. He missed being cylon in anyway that felt real or counted. The church would help but he couldn't help thinking that he would like to have more connections.

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