Admiral Helena Cain addressed her small group of Resistance fighters in the tent with confident tones, but she herself was searching for doubt.

Her constant search for second thoughts, skepticism, troublemaking, had kept her one step ahead throughout her military career. It had kept her safe when most of the colleagues resented her for moving ( Read more... )

“Captain Agathon, sir?”

Helo glanced down from the dradis console in the center of CIC, letting his eyes rest on the enlisted man who had just addressed him. There was no immediate flash of recognition, and Helo reflected briefly that it might be one of the new recruits, civilian personnel from the fleet who wanted guaranteed rations, a place ( Read more... )

Hello, gentle readers!

Welcome to So Say We All, the AU canonverse for Battlestar Galactica season three. You’re probably here because you’ve taken a look at the stories we have up so far, and you’re interested in seeing where we go from here. Well, rest assured, we do have a plan, and we’ll be trying to give you some quality plot as well as ( Read more... )

“Okay, guys, let’s try it again.”

Racetrack hissed an irritated sigh. It was the fourth time trying this drill-Raptors and Vipers, flying in tight formation. Since the Admiral and Helo had invented the new fighter tactics, it seemed Racetrack hadn’t done anything but sleep and drill, sleep and drill. She was getting pretty tired of it.

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Here a little something to get Team Airlock moving. rated PG although some hints are dropped to let people do what they will. :D

( The President's Man )

The explosion, when it happened, rocked the ground for almost a mile all around. All of New Caprica heard it.

And all of New Caprica felt the fallout.

~*~

Gaius Baltar didn’t look at the paper in front of him; he dashed off his signature, with a practiced flourish - but one that, today, was bereft of any energy whatsoever.

“Don’t ( Read more... )