number_eight: (Boomer - With Chief)
It's a downward spiral and I can't seem to come out of it at all. I've tried, and tried, and tried some more. Deep down, though, I know the truth. I know, at least I think I know?

Gods, I don't know.

There was water, water everywhere, covering me from head to toe and then someone mentioned something about our ship. No, not our ship, the Fleet. We had no water. None. It was as if someone had sabotaged it all and Sharon, you know that it was you. So what did you do? You turned to Chief like always. You loved him and he loved you… right?

He would help, though, because you're weak. You're not strong, like Starbuck or Apollo or anyone else. You're just Boomer, and Boomer is a kid. She's so young, she's confused and frakked-up and she relies on the aid of a man. Of someone else. Someone else has to come and save her. Me. Her. Gods, me, I'm me, I'm Sharon Valerii and I love Chief and I need him to protect me from everyone else.

They're going to kill me. The spiral just keeps on going and going and so I had to cling to Chief because he kept fixing everything. He fixed the Raptor, the bombs, everything. He lied for me and I thought finally. Finally we can be safe and together because he fixed it all. Only… only I didn't remember. I didn't remember what I had done, or that I was selfish and had caused other people to be put into danger. I thought everyone on the Deck Crew would cover for us, but we were found out and then Chief found me out.

He wouldn't hug me. He wouldn't hold me after they told me I shot the Commander. He said… Gods, I can't even think about what he said. But he said we were over. Done. Finished. Everything he did to fix me just broke me right there and then. I saved his life from Gaius Baltar, but he didn't want me anymore.

Maybe he never really loved me at all.

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : "Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 354
number_eight: (Athena - Damaged)
Boomer's Answer )

Athena's Answer )

Downloaded Boomer's Answer )

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii/Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom : "Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 283
number_eight: (Athena - Pregnant)
There was blood.

I was doing my best not to get it everywhere, but something was wrong, and I really don't recall much. Screaming, I think, at Doc Cottle, who kept saying that it was too soon for her to be born. I did my best, but he said she had to come now.

Hours later, I had a beautiful, perfect daughter that Helo and I both smiled at through the glass.

You see, her lungs weren't fully formed, apparently. Our little miracle, half-human and half-Cylon, and she was struggling to stay alive. Later, though, he told me that she'd died. Her lungs were too small and couldn't keep her with us. The blood that had been there before when I started to go into labor felt like it filled my eyes with rage instead. My daughter was dead, after carrying her and loving her. Her ashes were scattered by Helo and Chief since I was still ill and to top it all off, still in hack.

Toasters don't get to see their children go to their last resting place.

Hera was the birth of the future of human and Cylon relations, everyone told me, but to me she was so much more. She was my daughter. I would go through the labor pains ten times over to make sure that she would be safe. I didn't have to, thank God, and with all of the troubles we've had keeping her healthy lately? With the strange dreams of people trying to take her away from me? I sincerely doubt I'll have another child.

But Hera, I knew from the moment I saw her, was the birth of something different in me, as well. Not only did I become a mother, but I became more human, as well. I'm not certain if that's part of God's plan or not, but it's part of mine, at least.

Muse : Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom : "Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 315
number_eight: (Boomer - Cylon)
How can I answer this? I've died already.

I'm a Lieutenant in the Colonial Fleet, fighting against the Cylons to survive. I guess the right answer, if you just looked at those specs, would be that I want to die in the line of duty. In battle. Something like that -- fighting the enemy, shot, my Raptor explodes, take your pick. The trouble is that I'm a Cylon. I'm one of the so-called "bad guys", so if you just looked at it that way, then the answer would be never. Never die, live forever, survive and wipe out humanity.

Boomer died twice that I know about. Shot once by Cally, and her neck was snapped by Caprica right before my own eyes after she tried to hurt my daughter. That right there is the real trouble with being a Cylon who's had too much contact with humans. It makes you more human, more fallible. That's also the reason that it's a good thing, though. Do I think Boomer deserved to die because of what she did to the Admiral? No. Do I think she deserved to die for what she did to Hera? Yes. Justice isn't a perfect system, and I'm not perfect either.

Live to die another day )

Muse : Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom : "Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 334
number_eight: (Athena - Shot by Helo)
Here, choose a favorite picture. It could be a screencap, promo image, candid, anything involving your muse. Muses, explain why this picture is important and why it was chosen.



Out of the ashes, out of the darkness, we found light )

Muse : Sharon "Athena" Agathon
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 307

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