Say something, I'm giving up on you.
Mar. 4th, 2017 02:04 pmIt is the smallest of blessings that they don’t come for her in the night like the others.
Instead, she’s greeted in the morning by a masked police officer and an armed Centurion. The police officer is polite, informs her that the Cylons only want to ask her a few questions about her neighbor, a suspect in the most recent Resistance bombing. He waits for her to get her coat and gently herds her towards the detention center.
She thinks about running. She thinks about the PINpoint hidden under her mattress.
She thinks about the shiny metal robot with machine guns for arms following a pace behind her and she lets herself be guided without protest.
By the time she is led into an interrogation room and told to have a seat, her heart is ready to hammer out of her chest. Nobody has threatened her yet. Nobody needs to. This is already her worst nightmare.
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((tl;dr -- Adia is unjustly questioned until a Five comes to her rescue. Adia works up the nerve to talk to him, thinking that it's Caspar. It doesn't go well.))
Instead, she’s greeted in the morning by a masked police officer and an armed Centurion. The police officer is polite, informs her that the Cylons only want to ask her a few questions about her neighbor, a suspect in the most recent Resistance bombing. He waits for her to get her coat and gently herds her towards the detention center.
She thinks about running. She thinks about the PINpoint hidden under her mattress.
She thinks about the shiny metal robot with machine guns for arms following a pace behind her and she lets herself be guided without protest.
By the time she is led into an interrogation room and told to have a seat, her heart is ready to hammer out of her chest. Nobody has threatened her yet. Nobody needs to. This is already her worst nightmare.
( Read more... )
((tl;dr -- Adia is unjustly questioned until a Five comes to her rescue. Adia works up the nerve to talk to him, thinking that it's Caspar. It doesn't go well.))