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address 3; previously on battlestar galactica...
[the cylons were created by man... They evolved. There are many copies...]
[Backdated to the jump.]
[When the feed flicks on, there’s a bit of static before, muffled through the fabric of a blazer. A woman’s voice, with a slight tone of authority can be heard. Laura Roslin.]
For someone who eradicated nearly all of humanity, you're awfully scared of a cancer-ridden woman. I have no power here, no title. And I have no idea where Caprica Six is. I've told you.
[The sound of an elevator door closing, then a man, his voice new to those on Tranquility speaks. He has no idea he’s being recorded.]
Yes, so you've told me. And Kara Thrace is dead.
You speak like I'm personally responsible for humanity's destruction, but it was God's plan for you. This is your path, and mine, and we must all play our parts.
[The woman again, her voice clear.]
She is.
And Gaius Baltar has been cleared of all charges.
Were either of those in your god's plan? Was this ship? You assisted the genocide of the human race all the same. And if that was also part of your god's plan, I want nothing to do with it. This place is beyond gods and prophecies. That line of thinking will get you killed, Conoy.
And not by my hand.[She'll just ask nicely. Or throw him out the airlock again. Anyone know where they're located?]
Threaten me all you want, by all means, shove me against a locker like we’re in high school, but for Kobol's sake listen to me. Because I am not afraid of you. [Laura’s words are pointed, This is the vengeful President that the Colonials are used to.]
[A beat] I'm supposed to meet Adama. For a Cylon that wants my protection, you're doing all you can to throw it away.
[As the tone of her voice changes, the man with her starts listening a little harder to her choice of words, to the direction behind them. She's speaking to him and past him, and he recognises the difference. Leoben knows how to listen; it's what he does best.
When he speaks, softness to mirror her aloofness, he knows what he’s doing. She’s broadcasting this, and he directs his own words past her, straight to her listeners.]
It isn't about what you want. It isn't about what I want. You may say you're not afraid, but you don't know fearlessness. Not yet, but you will before the end. Why don't you tell them the truth? We are the children of humanity, brought into the world to fight your battles; commodities, unpaid labor, slaves. Tell them how you gave life, and how you now fear the life that you created, deprived of the ability to simply switch it off.
[There’s a small ruffle of fabric, fumbling as he reaches for her hip, and grabs the communicator. He raises it to his mouth, and as a result his voice is louder; clear.]
My name is Leoben Conoy. I have Laura Roslin. I want to speak to Caprica Six. [The feed falls silent.]
---
[Sometime later, Laura’s voice once again can be heard on to the network.]
Hello, citizens of the Tranquility, this is President Laura Roslin. I'm currently being held hostage by the Cylon model 2 known as Leoben Conoy. I cannot say where I am being held, Athena save us, or he will move our position. He is unarmed but extremely dangerous. Proceed with caution.
[Bill please figure out she's on floor 82. With the reference to model 8. And 2.]
Across the room, her captor raises his voice, just loud enough to be heard.]
Athena, goddess of wisdom and strategy. You can speak to them, when they answer.
[ooc: let us know who you want to talk to, Laura, Leoben, or both! Feel free to come to the rescue as well, try to reason with them, whatever.]
[Backdated to the jump.]
[When the feed flicks on, there’s a bit of static before, muffled through the fabric of a blazer. A woman’s voice, with a slight tone of authority can be heard. Laura Roslin.]
For someone who eradicated nearly all of humanity, you're awfully scared of a cancer-ridden woman. I have no power here, no title. And I have no idea where Caprica Six is. I've told you.
[The sound of an elevator door closing, then a man, his voice new to those on Tranquility speaks. He has no idea he’s being recorded.]
Yes, so you've told me. And Kara Thrace is dead.
You speak like I'm personally responsible for humanity's destruction, but it was God's plan for you. This is your path, and mine, and we must all play our parts.
[The woman again, her voice clear.]
She is.
And Gaius Baltar has been cleared of all charges.
Were either of those in your god's plan? Was this ship? You assisted the genocide of the human race all the same. And if that was also part of your god's plan, I want nothing to do with it. This place is beyond gods and prophecies. That line of thinking will get you killed, Conoy.
And not by my hand.[She'll just ask nicely. Or throw him out the airlock again. Anyone know where they're located?]
Threaten me all you want, by all means, shove me against a locker like we’re in high school, but for Kobol's sake listen to me. Because I am not afraid of you. [Laura’s words are pointed, This is the vengeful President that the Colonials are used to.]
[A beat] I'm supposed to meet Adama. For a Cylon that wants my protection, you're doing all you can to throw it away.
[As the tone of her voice changes, the man with her starts listening a little harder to her choice of words, to the direction behind them. She's speaking to him and past him, and he recognises the difference. Leoben knows how to listen; it's what he does best.
When he speaks, softness to mirror her aloofness, he knows what he’s doing. She’s broadcasting this, and he directs his own words past her, straight to her listeners.]
It isn't about what you want. It isn't about what I want. You may say you're not afraid, but you don't know fearlessness. Not yet, but you will before the end. Why don't you tell them the truth? We are the children of humanity, brought into the world to fight your battles; commodities, unpaid labor, slaves. Tell them how you gave life, and how you now fear the life that you created, deprived of the ability to simply switch it off.
[There’s a small ruffle of fabric, fumbling as he reaches for her hip, and grabs the communicator. He raises it to his mouth, and as a result his voice is louder; clear.]
My name is Leoben Conoy. I have Laura Roslin. I want to speak to Caprica Six. [The feed falls silent.]
---
[Sometime later, Laura’s voice once again can be heard on to the network.]
Hello, citizens of the Tranquility, this is President Laura Roslin. I'm currently being held hostage by the Cylon model 2 known as Leoben Conoy. I cannot say where I am being held, Athena save us, or he will move our position. He is unarmed but extremely dangerous. Proceed with caution.
[Bill please figure out she's on floor 82. With the reference to model 8. And 2.]
Across the room, her captor raises his voice, just loud enough to be heard.]
Athena, goddess of wisdom and strategy. You can speak to them, when they answer.
[ooc: let us know who you want to talk to, Laura, Leoben, or both! Feel free to come to the rescue as well, try to reason with them, whatever.]
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