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Jun 16, 2007 22:44

[ Immediately previous.]

He makes the marines stop outside the door to his quarters as they caravan back to the infirmary; he tells them he doesn't need help and if he's not out in five minutes, it's all right to come in.

His quarters are undisturbed. (No sign of Lee.)

He grabs a book without looking at it, figures the hell with the rest of it, if he needs anything else somebody can be sent for it, and he opens the door, clumsily, and steps through, and pulls it closed behind him -- all the while breathing laboriously, all the while leaning heavily on his cane.

When Bill Adama, bathrobe and pajama-clad, raises his head, it's Milliways.

When Adama turns back around, the front door isn't there.

He'll sit down now. Deal with this later.

Maneuvering himself into a nearby chair is the most physically painful thing he's ever done. He doesn't want to think about how he's going to get up.

simon tam, bill adama, oom, kitty pryde

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