[bsg] Of Tithonus and Aurora (Boomer/Chief)

Feb 26, 2006 00:37

Title: Of Tithonus and Aurora
Author: 
SentraAquila
Pairing: Sharon "Boomer" Valerii and Chief Galen Tyrol
Summary: 50 themes, one sentence for the
1sentence challenge.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Up to Downloaded
Notes: Finally it's over! It's mainly in chronological order from pre-series to downloaded. In Deviation, however, I play with the AU and story format a bit more than in the others.


Intromission
God
When God tells Eight to love, she hears and obeys; when God tells her to destroy humanity starting with her lover, she no longer listens.

Impressions
Young
When he first sees the dark-haired rookie rip the gimbal off, he thinks to himself that she might just kill herself, but then she looks up from her repairs and he suddenly regrets saying that.

Gentle
For shore leave, she tries to impress him by knocking back a few too many shots, but he doesn’t seem to mind since he holds back her hair as she flushes her dignity, and the some, down the drain.

Book
Docking on Galactica should be a textbook procedure, but Helo makes the mistake of teasing her about Tyrol’s omniscient powers that her hands start shaking and sweating; after that incident, she never makes a flawless landing again.

Seduction
Now
As her fists close on his jumpsuit, he reminds himself that the repairs can wait.

Attention
He enjoys watching the rise and fall of her chest, listening to the murmur of her sleep addled speech; it’s his secret comfort that she’s similar to the machines he tends to.

History
“Sometimes, I wonder if all this has happened before and will happen again,” she says with kisses to his collarbone and hands roaming further south, “because I’d would really like a repeat performance.”

Drive
“Sometimes at work, I try to conjure what your face looks like and it helps me get through the day.”

Tribulations
Shadow
As his team surveys the water tank’s damage, she steadies the Raptor’s search light intent with restraining the darkness from engulfing him.

Command
“The XO told me to put a stop to this,” she says with a hand splayed on his chest, “but that could just be the booze talking.”

Fool
As their bodies sink into the mattress, he thinks this is closure while she thinks this will last.

One
She sits on the stool, teeth chattering, while a single test determines if she’s safe or she just might kill someone, anyone, him in the night.

Incarceration
Vision
She used to dream of settling down with Galen on a Picon farm, a few kids, maybe even a dog, but then she feels hands press on metal bars and realizes that it’s a mere ephemeral dream.

Safe
They built a cage to keep themselves safe, but who’s going to protect her from herself?

Eye
She buries her face in her hands and chains because she’s afraid of the confirmation of disgust in his eyes.

Never
A month ago he would never have seen the signs, the missing explosives, the hatches left open, the implications of her nature; even now he has trouble believing.

Ruminations
Wrong
His brain tells him that she’s the enemy, that you can’t love a machine, but his heart knows that’s a lie.

Learn
Only after the antidote is administered and Tyrol sputters back to life does she learn to breathe.

Sing
The chanting of the crowd - traitor, bitch, cylon - doesn’t faze her; her mind’s still reeling from the declaration of hate from the man behind her.

Soul
“Cylons don’t have souls,” spits a voice to her left; well if that’s the case, they shouldn’t have hearts either.

Blur
There’s a shot, feels the blood pouring from her stomach, her mouth, everything dulls, and a pair of arms cradling her.

Thousand
In the aftermath, he washes her blood off his shirt, hands trembling, with only the reassurance that there are a thousand more to comfort him.

Wait
He heeds the Commander’s words, “You’ll see her again,” and knows it’s only a matter of time.

Confrontation
Ghost
His mother used to tell him stories of the shades, the dead ones, that returned to visit the living; he never thought she was serious until he met one on Kobol.

Believe
He imagines that he’s hallucinating, maybe even going crazy like the doctor, but then she wraps his arms around him and she’s substantial.

Fortune
Helo’s full colors beat his three on a run, but Tyrol’s not surprised; after all, this is the second time he has lost to the man.

Torn
He straddles the open hatchway vacillating between fight and flee when suddenly he picks up the phone from its receiver.

Concoctions
Cool
When he runs his hands over the metallic surface of the Vipers, he’s not thinking of smooth skin or pliant lips, so he says.

Child
Every now and then, he eavesdrops on the hurried gossip of the deckhands; one day he hears Cally say, “Sharon’s pregnant” and quickly raises his eyebrows before remembering that his Sharon’s dead.

Termination (x 4 + 1 Conversion)
Last
He will not struggle, he decides; he will not struggle like Helo when they tossed him out the airlock - screaming his lover’s name - but as his executioner walks him to the glass chamber, he sees his Sharon in the crowd and fights.

Bother
Four hundred and sixty cycles have passed when the Fleet finally lands on Earth and he should celebrate with the rest, but a part of him wonders what will happen to Sharon now that they don’t need her anymore, not that he should care.

Motion
In the months following her death, a gaping void has threatened to swallow him that he methodically plans his end: ascension to the overhead walkway, balancing on the rail, and an accelerating free fall; it’s just a plan, he justifies, because one day he’d hate to disappoint.

Sudden
He’s running a routine check on Pegasus’ air filtration between a narrow crevice of panels when he sees black hair, a gun, and then-

King
He wakes up struggling in a pool of sludge when he hears Eight’s voice, “Welcome back, Seven.”

Reincarnation
Naked
When she’s fully downloaded into a new body, Boomer weeps not in shame of her nakedness, but for the life she has been stripped of.

Harm
Death is not a learning experience, not with kisses remembered or caresses ingrained into the flesh; for Eight, death is an endless torment.

Mad
Her attempts to immerse herself into her previous life prove futile; she can’t make him come back to her, but they can make her return time after time after time...

Wash
In the twilight hours, she often rouses from her slumber with visions of her past life so she climbs into the shower and scrubs her skin raw to help her forget.

Picture
As she tends to Six’s cut, she bitterly laughs to herself that the picture has injured yet another victim.

Precious
Even in the shadows of this sepulture, Eight runs her fingertips over the dogtags and sees the evidence of human love.

Power
Celebrity has its advantages: cylons listen to what you say and centurions do as they’re told, but then you look at Six talking to emptiness and you realize it’s not what you want, but what you have.

Hide
On her peregrination through the new Cylon Colonies, Eight listens to Five’s narration of Sharon’s escape to the human fleet and conceals her jealousy behind the rationalization that this model has her own lover; still, comfort eludes her.

Deviation
Wall
Visiting the new Sharon shouldn’t wear his resolves, especially when she isn’t his, but it does, every single time.

Change
Eventually, they fall into a pattern where he visits more frequently and talks less about the trauma of her death while Sharon smiles more often and uses an inflection tinted with sweetness reserved only for him.

Hunger
Rubbing her hand over her stomach, Sharon knows she loves Helo and her baby, but somewhere deep inside Boomer wants more.

Hold
“When I look at you I see her,” he says through the wire lacing his fingers around hers like the matching pieces of a puzzle.

Stop
The next time he returns the air in the cell is suffocating and her voice is close to breaking. “I love him,” and there it is, the nail in the coffin.

Goodbye
He’s said goodbye too many times to count: before every mission, after the tribunal, as she died in his arms, but when he hangs up the telephone, Sharon knows this is both her first and last.

Need
Yet, in the days following Helo’s death, the deck crew doesn’t question the Chief whereabouts nor why the marine on prison duty is away from his post.

Conclusion
Time
Time is unkind for as his body frays and ages she will remain the same, always the same.

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