New Fic: Battlestar Galactica
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grav_ityAN: There are at least two more of these coming...and I bet you can guess who "And The Sun With Its Brightness" will be about!
Spoilers: All aired episodes.
Rating: Kid Friendly
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: As soon as she had fingers, she began to break things. (Caprica Six)
And The Rocks With Their Steepness
As soon as she had fingers, she began to break things.
Life was so wonderful and so brief. Flower stems bent under the lightest breezes, and when she rolled them between her newborn finger and thumb. It took only a moment to break the skin and send the flower back to the God that loved and made it.
The baby’s skin didn’t have enough time to bruise.
The light breaks in Gauis’ eyes slowly. He is surprised at the depth of her emotion. He is surprised at her possessiveness. He is surprised that she is a robot. He is surprised that she has killed almost everyone with whom he shares a genetic background. She wonders how any species could possibly have survived this long, given their seemingly constant state of shock.
She is not at all surprised that she saves his life.
If she was human, her people would have deified her. That is the paradox, of course, because she is not, and there is only one God. She wonders, in moments of blashphemy, what her shrines would have looked like, if any graven image would have captured her beauty. She doubts it. She has a name from it, though, and that is as close to deification as she will get. She remembers Anders from the Pyramid games, one of their lesser gods.
That is why she would rather kill D’Anna than let him die.
She knows that he sees someone else when he looks at her, but she also knows that his feelings are real. She can sense them every time he walks into her line of sight. She strains her neck so badly looking at the foetal monitor, wishing they would all just shut the frak up and let her feel, but then it is too late, and he is gone and Cottle is giving her something to stimulate contractions.
The path to blame is steeper on the way up.
fin
Gravity_Not_Included, February 27, 2009
Spoilers: All aired episodes.
Rating: Kid Friendly
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: As soon as she had fingers, she began to break things. (Caprica Six)
And The Rocks With Their Steepness
As soon as she had fingers, she began to break things.
Life was so wonderful and so brief. Flower stems bent under the lightest breezes, and when she rolled them between her newborn finger and thumb. It took only a moment to break the skin and send the flower back to the God that loved and made it.
The baby’s skin didn’t have enough time to bruise.
The light breaks in Gauis’ eyes slowly. He is surprised at the depth of her emotion. He is surprised at her possessiveness. He is surprised that she is a robot. He is surprised that she has killed almost everyone with whom he shares a genetic background. She wonders how any species could possibly have survived this long, given their seemingly constant state of shock.
She is not at all surprised that she saves his life.
If she was human, her people would have deified her. That is the paradox, of course, because she is not, and there is only one God. She wonders, in moments of blashphemy, what her shrines would have looked like, if any graven image would have captured her beauty. She doubts it. She has a name from it, though, and that is as close to deification as she will get. She remembers Anders from the Pyramid games, one of their lesser gods.
That is why she would rather kill D’Anna than let him die.
She knows that he sees someone else when he looks at her, but she also knows that his feelings are real. She can sense them every time he walks into her line of sight. She strains her neck so badly looking at the foetal monitor, wishing they would all just shut the frak up and let her feel, but then it is too late, and he is gone and Cottle is giving her something to stimulate contractions.
The path to blame is steeper on the way up.
fin
Gravity_Not_Included, February 27, 2009
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Date: 2010-12-21 03:42 am (UTC)This story is lovely. It captures the beauty and horror of Six well. I love that you reference L'Engle in your titles, too. :)
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Date: 2010-12-21 03:46 am (UTC)