170 - Time

It had been about 130 hours or so of no sleep, and everyone -- I mean, everyone -- was taking it hard. The Cylons were after us and all of our clocks were set to "33".

Every 33 minutes, they'd find us. Every 33 minutes, we'd have to Jump.

How many Jumps had there been? 237? More? I'd lost count. Mainly because I was still thinking about how I'd left Helo behind on Caprica. How could I forget it? I was assigned Crashdown as my new ECO and he was fine to work with in my Raptor, but he wasn't as good as Helo. And... well, he wasn't the friend that Helo had been.

People were passing stims around, just so we could stay awake. Starbuck refused them, and I'm not sure why. Me? I didn't need them. I was tired, just like everyone else, but I was handling it better. Simple as that.

"'Cause she's a Cylon!"

I smiled until I'd look at the clock, the one with the red line marking the time when "33" minutes would hit, and then hold my breath.

( Maybe this time... )

Once I was back in my rack, though, I slept. I wasn't as tired as everyone else; I wasn't drugged up like everyone else, but mentally? Yeah, mentally I was gone. 33. Every frakking 33 minutes and now we could rest, thanks to the deaths of 1,300 souls.

Seemed like a pretty big price to pay for a few hours of sleep.

Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 475 (not including direct quotes)

elite_muses #36 - Photograph

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