Adia Costas (
chiron_survivor) wrote2017-10-13 08:49 pm
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Text via PINpoint
From: Adia Costas
To: Contact List
Hi, everybody.
I did not get a chance to tell Captain Agathon about the Nexus. His daughter, Hera, was kidnapped by the enemy Cylons. Galactica is going on a rescue mission, and I'll be helping in the medical bay.
I'll be okay! I have my PINpoint. But I wanted to send a message, because I've been locked out of the Nexus before, and I didn't want anyone to worry while I was gone.
Thank you to every one of you who listened to me and offered me advice. I would not have survived this long as a refugee without all your kindness and generosity. You are some of the best friends I have ever had.
I wanted you to know that. How special you are to me.
xo,
Adia
To: Contact List
Hi, everybody.
I did not get a chance to tell Captain Agathon about the Nexus. His daughter, Hera, was kidnapped by the enemy Cylons. Galactica is going on a rescue mission, and I'll be helping in the medical bay.
I'll be okay! I have my PINpoint. But I wanted to send a message, because I've been locked out of the Nexus before, and I didn't want anyone to worry while I was gone.
Thank you to every one of you who listened to me and offered me advice. I would not have survived this long as a refugee without all your kindness and generosity. You are some of the best friends I have ever had.
I wanted you to know that. How special you are to me.
xo,
Adia
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When was the last time she had spoken to him? Not since the cursed mirror incident, she realizes with a guilty start. She should have checked on him sooner and seen how he was doing.
She reads his text and sighs. Typical Shark.
But then the next text arrives, and the one after that. It’s easy to read between the lines, and she finds herself both smiling and holding back a lump in her throat as she scrolls through his anxious warnings, his plea for her to stay safe.
By the time she gets to the last line, she has to wipe at her eyes.
Thanks, Shark. I’ll be good. You still owe me a night on the town, remember?
She wants to say more, but she knows how Shark feels about sharing emotions. And if she keeps writing, it’ll feel more like a goodbye instead of a reassurance, which is what it’s supposed to be.
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Shark has to wait to respond, as some other clones knock to be buzzed into his office (that's how you know he's a big deal; he gets his own office AND can control who arrives!) and he has to go over the present paperwork with them. He hands over what he's signed and outlined, they give him more to check out, and they're gone. Rolling his eyes and muttering a 'finally', the lawyer takes his chron back out and starts typing.
hell yeah i do!!! we will get plastered and/or wasted. it will be a great time. either here in Illium or somewhere in the Nexus or whatever. pre-game in my office with some beers. it'll be sick. do it 2 celebrate you getting back from whatever this hero shit you're doing is lol
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His enthusiasm makes her smile. It sounds like an awful time, drinking herself into a stupor in some alien bar. She can't wait.
\o/ Looking forward to it.
She wants to add that she's not being a hero. A hero would grab a gun and fight their way through the colony's defenses to rescue Hera. But a warning bell sounds before she has time to type anything else.
I have to go. Tell Neirin I said hi. I'll see you soon.
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Shark tells himself to not worry about it.
aight. keep cool. good luck out there.
She won't likely see that until later so he doesn't wait or expect a response. Instead, Shark decides it's time for a smoke break and gets up from behind his desk and heads for the door.
Don't worry about it.