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chiron_survivor) wrote2016-11-28 01:24 pm
chiron_survivor) wrote2016-11-28 01:24 pm
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Back to Reality.
After the Nexus Halloween party, Adia returned her wig to the costume shop, washed off her make-up, and used her PINpoint to go home. She slept little that night, still keyed up from the festivities. It had been like a fairy tale, an enchanted evening, even with the troubling news of Reynard’s behavior last winter.
But like all fairy tales, she had to return to reality. And the worst part was that she couldn’t talk about what happened with anyone.
Not with Maggie and Seth, her closest friends. She gave them wrapped candies from the party, lied and said that they were from an old stash in the ship’s commissary. Not with the elderly couple from Picon who reminded Adia so much of her parents that her heart hurt. Not with her fellow co-workers, or the people who came to the health clinic.
Certainly not with Julia or any other Cylon whose paths she crossed.
William was unusually quiet, pacing back and forth when Adia joined him in his tent. He paused to greet her, but didn’t say much aside from idle pleasantries. She felt guilty over how much she enjoyed the silence as they simply held one another on his makeshift bed, nothing more than a rag-stuffed mattress that caved into their combined weight.
“Hey,” he said finally, turning to look at her. “Sorry I don’t have anything to say. Things are moving forward with… you know. Big plans.” He didn’t seem excited or smug about it. There was nothing but worry in his green eyes. “I can’t talk about it.”
Adia nodded and ran a hand through his hair. “I understand.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you,” he said hurriedly. He smiled wryly. “Even if I know you’d argue with me about it. But it’s not safe for you to know.” He took her hand in his and brought it to his chest. “I feel like I can tell you anything, y’know? You always listen to me.”
She smiled softly. It had been a while since William had something that tender to her. The Occupation had not been good for their relationship.
“And if there’s anything you want to talk about,” he continued earnestly. “I’m here for you. You know that, right?”
She thought of the PINpoint in her inner pocket, and the Nexus. She thought of the food, and the dancing, and the talk of not one Earth, but many.
“I know,” she lied, closing her eyes.
But like all fairy tales, she had to return to reality. And the worst part was that she couldn’t talk about what happened with anyone.
Not with Maggie and Seth, her closest friends. She gave them wrapped candies from the party, lied and said that they were from an old stash in the ship’s commissary. Not with the elderly couple from Picon who reminded Adia so much of her parents that her heart hurt. Not with her fellow co-workers, or the people who came to the health clinic.
Certainly not with Julia or any other Cylon whose paths she crossed.
William was unusually quiet, pacing back and forth when Adia joined him in his tent. He paused to greet her, but didn’t say much aside from idle pleasantries. She felt guilty over how much she enjoyed the silence as they simply held one another on his makeshift bed, nothing more than a rag-stuffed mattress that caved into their combined weight.
“Hey,” he said finally, turning to look at her. “Sorry I don’t have anything to say. Things are moving forward with… you know. Big plans.” He didn’t seem excited or smug about it. There was nothing but worry in his green eyes. “I can’t talk about it.”
Adia nodded and ran a hand through his hair. “I understand.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you,” he said hurriedly. He smiled wryly. “Even if I know you’d argue with me about it. But it’s not safe for you to know.” He took her hand in his and brought it to his chest. “I feel like I can tell you anything, y’know? You always listen to me.”
She smiled softly. It had been a while since William had something that tender to her. The Occupation had not been good for their relationship.
“And if there’s anything you want to talk about,” he continued earnestly. “I’m here for you. You know that, right?”
She thought of the PINpoint in her inner pocket, and the Nexus. She thought of the food, and the dancing, and the talk of not one Earth, but many.
“I know,” she lied, closing her eyes.