look right through the cracks [closed]

[toaster_lover]

Gaius' brief survey of his surroundings hadn't done a great deal to put him at ease. On top of this, he'd had a futile argument with Six regarding what the dangerous looking woman at the initial meeting had told him about 'broadcasting' some kind of signal. She was obviously unhappy with the way he had ignored her after meeting Arha, and when she

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[clear_horizons]

[toaster_lover]

Baltar stepped closer, but still stopped a little ways back from the Captain, eyes moving beyond him towards the stars.

"I'm not quite certain how to answer that, Captain," he admitted, "But given what I was told about the last one, I'd have to say that comparatively, my experience was almost pleasant."

His jaw slid slightly to the right as he stared at that inky backdrop, complete with pinpricks of light that seemed entirely familiar. And yet it wasn't. It wasn't even his universe.

He swallowed slightly, working up moisture in his mouth, as his throat seemed to have gone dry suddenly.

"You wished to speak with me in private."

[clear_horizons]

"I did," Picard confirmed. He swallowed, hard, trying to find the words to say. How did one ask such a question, anyway? Honesty? Do you hear voices, Mister Baltar? He could only imagine how well that would go over. It was a unique situation, and one that called for a unique method of broaching the subject.

"Even if they're not my stars, they're lovely all the same. Would you agree, Mister Baltar?"

[toaster_lover]

It momentarily startled Baltar when the Captain voiced the same sentiments that were running through his mind. His thoughts were generally on a very different wavelength than anyone else's in the room.

"Er, yes," he said, "I suppose they are. I must admit, for how much time I've spent in space, I don't think I've really spent all that much time looking at it."