number_eight: (Athena - Prisoner in Red)
"Sometimes the best things that happen are those we don't plan for. Chance encounters are never accidents. Fate brings certain people together for specific reasons."

She didn't know if she should be thankful or not to Lee Adama.

Sharon guessed that, despite it all, she should be. If not for him, she wouldn't have had any new clothes or furniture in the cell of hers that was slowly becoming a pretty nice home - or at least, personal quarters that she could live with. A chair, new pants and a shirt... Sharon was ready to ask him for a tea set just to see what he would do (or rather, what he'd ask her to do for it).

Sharon's baby was dead. She was pushing Helo away from her in her anger and depression, and was frakking Lee Adama in her cell instead. Lee, the one human who hated her completely.

Sharon's mission on Caprica had been simple -- frak, everything back then had been simple then. She'd gotten Helo to fall in love with her, she'd gotten pregnant, and it had all been planned. Helo, though, had taken her back with him to the fleet and she'd run into Lee Adama who'd tried to kill her on site. He wasn't part of her plan or mission. Her sister Cylons would have hated her even more than they did if they knew what she was doing, but Sharon couldn't help but feel that maybe, just maybe, this was part of God's Plan. She wasn't fooled into thinking that God's Love needed to be spread the way the Sixes seemed to think, but still... her plan had been to get Helo to love her. And now, by some twist of Fate (or God's Plan?), she was on her knees, pleasuring Lee as the only way she could think of in order to get her cell furnished.

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Muse: Sharon Agathon, née Valerii
Fandom: Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count: 442
OOC Note: This prompt reply is based off AU RP with [livejournal.com profile] arrow_of_apollo and [livejournal.com profile] callsign_helo during "The Lost Year" from the TV show.
number_eight: (Athena - Prisoner in Red)
OOC: Takes place after THIS THREAD

Sharon had been enjoying the comforts of her new chair and clothes, but frankly, it wasn't enough. She knew it was only a matter of time until Lee Adama showed up again, trying to interrogate her for information that she didn't have in exchange for whatever compromise the two of them could come up with.

By her counting, he arrived with the Corpsmen approximately two days later.

She'd been in the middle of some push-ups when the door opened and Lee told the Corpsmen to wait outside of the cell. Sharon stood and grabbed a towel that she'd been given, wiping herself down with it, as she looked over Lee.

"So, does this mean that you've come to negotiate for more? Or are you here under your father's orders?" If he had come of his own free will, she wasn't sure what she would do. Even Helo had stopped coming by, which had made her cry for a few hours from the loneliness, until she realized it was all her own fault.

"I could use some books," she added casually.

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