Feb 22, 2012 19:59
To say that Laura has been shaken is a very large understatement.
She's always felt that she knows what she believes in, that because she'd seen the end of the conflict between humans and cylons (as she knew it) that she could live in relative peace again.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...
She doesn't know what to think. What to feel. She knows that this was one version of one model. But she also knows that because of this one model, dozens of people were wounded or killed, and that she'd made Laura watch. Had beaten her, first. Or rather, her machines had. Then Six had her turn. All in the name of vengeance for New Caprica, and that makes Laura so damn angry that she doesn't even know how to express it right. A cylon playing martyr after everything astounds her.
And then there are other factors. She employes a cylon. Not a month ago she tried convincing someone that not all machines were bad. A girl she considers dear and close has seen machines attack and kill after Laura has put herself on the line to defend them after living the end of her war.
She knows what Bill would say. They let the worlds think there was peace for forty years the last time before attacking. What made her think it would have been any different now?
Laura's deep in thought, lying in her bed at the clinic, staring out of the window. She'll be going home tomorrow and is still black and blue, but she's hurt beyond what anyone can see, not sure how to fix it.
kyla connor,
clinic