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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 03:28:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Flashbacks from Daybreak</title>
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  <description>So, I just want to throw this out there...everyone keeps referencing these as flashbacks but it doesn&apos;t make sense to me....unless I&apos;m missing something....please tell me if I am but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline has established that Laura was alone to care for her dying mother so where is her mother in the flashbacks??? The photo is easy to explain away but where is her mother in all of that and she isn&apos;t even mentioned plus I thought when they were killed they were much younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I thought that in the mini-series it was established that Laura had been with Adar since his run for his mayoral campaign yet on the phone, they&apos;re asking if she wants to work with the presidential campaign.&amp;nbsp; Per the storyline she would have already been involved in the campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving along...Adama....he&apos;s been in space but the one snippet of clip we see, he talks about how he commanded (past tense) battlestars and the guy was saying that it would only be an hour of his time so it can&apos;t be a new command....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been trying to find fault with the whole Lee/Zak/Kara thing but truth be told that could go with either timeframe so here&apos;s what I&apos;ve been getting to....the entire premise of the series is all this has happened before and all of this has happened again...didn&apos;t they also talk about how sometimes the roles they play and events can change but in the end it all happens again....what if these aren&apos;t flashbacks but flash forwards????????</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 15:48:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m sooooo excited.....</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;O.k. so I had to post because I&apos;ve recently aquired some dvd&apos;s that I will spend this weekend pouring over.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve been on a mission and part of it has come through.....I&apos;ve managed to secure 3 DVD&apos;s of 12 espides of High Society (MM&apos;s tv sitcom with Jean Smart)&amp;nbsp; plus 3 movies....Behind the Mask, You Can Thank me Later and Two Voices.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall spend the weekend contently watching and rewatching I&apos;m sure....hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 01:14:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Geek??? Nope....</title>
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  <description>&amp;lt;a href=&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mingle2.com/geek-quiz&quot;&gt;http://mingle2.com/geek-quiz&lt;/a&gt;&quot; _fcksavedurl=&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mingle2.com/geek-quiz&quot;&gt;http://mingle2.com/geek-quiz&lt;/a&gt;&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none; background: url(&apos;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mingle2.com/css/img/quiz/badge1_green.jpg&quot;&gt;http://mingle2.com/css/img/quiz/badge1_green.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&apos;) no-repeat; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my links never ususally work so just in case - I&apos;m 48% geek - clearly, if I were geekier, I could figure out how to do this stuff like everyone else - man I suck</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 01:00:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Fic Back Chapter 1</title>
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  <description>Disclaimer: &quot;Battlestar Galactica&quot; and these characters are the property of Ronald D. Moore, Universal Studios and the Sci-Fi Channel. No copyright infringement is intended. The characters do not belong to me; I never claimed to own them, just borrowing them to play a part in my own saga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Chapter 1 &lt;br /&gt;...................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos and confusion surrounded them. There were bullets flying all around them and bodies everywhere. Today was the beginning of the end of the Cylon occupation on New Caprica. Decisions had been made, meetings were held and the timing had been planned; everyone knew their roles. Former President Laura Roslin lay on the floor of her cell. This had been her 4th trip to detention and after the last 10 days she was numb and on the verge of going into shock when she heard a voice calling her back from the precipice upon which she now teetered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Madame President!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;What...who&apos;s there....&quot; Her head was busy trying to clear the fog and she recognized the voice, &quot;...Saul, is that you?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes ma&apos;am – we&apos;re getting you out of there but it&apos;s going to require blowing up this wall. You need to be as far away as possible. Is there anything in there that would protect you?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura looked around frantically – solitary had made her suspicious – was this just a cylon trick? Her hope took over and she prepared for a rescue. Looking around the cell was bare except for a blanket given to use a makeshift bed – it wasn&apos;t much but she quickly wrapped herself in it after realizing that most of her clothing was cut or torn exposing her to the elements. Pressed into the opposite corner of the cell she felt every bruise and laceration throb but she held fast. One way or another she was getting out of this cell; by the hands of the resistance to take her back to the fleet or by the cylons running from the resistance who would take her away from the fleet. She waited mere minutes but to her it felt like an eternity. Panic rose within her as she hard the thunder of metal against concrete as the cylons headed her way when suddenly an explosion erupted pushing back the advancing cylons and filling the area with light as the dust cleared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Laura, come on let&apos;s go!&quot; called Saul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saul Tigh – he was an interesting man. They&apos;d had their differences but they also had a mutual respect for one another and had become friends during their stay on New Caprica when one or both hadn&apos;t been locked up. He&apos;d lost an eye during one of his trips to detention and her heart went out to him. They were aligned in their grief for all who had suffered and lost as they both pushed to preserve the fleet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she began moving – the evacuation had been planned she had 2 escorts who would take her and meet up with Tori en route to Colonial One. Adrenaline had taken over and they all ran dodging explosions, trying to keep their bearing and make sure everyone got out in one piece. She was 5th on board preceded only by her security and Tori giving the all clear. She immediately settled behind her desk and fell silent wrapping the blanket tighter around her and staring out the window not really focused on anything and that was how she stayed – her adrenaline rush was over and she was back on the brink of shock. Colonial One started her engines and began the ascent to rejoin the fleet. She knew somewhere in her mind that there would be many jumps that would bring them to a safe enough place to regroup and re-establish the entire fleet. So she waited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiral Adama stood in CIC barking orders continually. The cylons weren&apos;t going to give up easily and the only real defense the fleet had was the Galactica and the Pegasus but he&apos;d told Lee to meet them at the rendezvous point which left Galactica on her own. The base stars just kept coming and the admiral had now prepared to shift his rescue mission that included Galactica making it to the rendezvous to a plan that didn&apos;t. Serving in the military his entire life had prepared him to die in battle and if he was going to be able to take out a couple of cylon base stars in the process, well that was all the better. He thought briefly on Lee, he was so proud of the man he&apos;d become. Barely a whisper escape his lips, &quot;I love you son&quot; followed by a commanding, &quot;Take us in – keep us between them and the fleet&quot;. Static echoed through the chamber – &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Galactica, Galactica this is Pegasus do you hear?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The admiral grabbed the phone yelling back, &quot;Pegasus this is the Galactica – what are you doing here?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How about you let us take some of the heat off you?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Commander you were given your orders – this was not part of them&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes sir, we decided we didn&apos;t like them, besides why let you have all the fun – no one gets left behind remember?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Damn it Lee, get out of here!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No can do Dad – I&apos;m not leaving you behind on this mission.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing the fire of the base stars gave Galactica enough time to realign their FTL drives so they could make the jump but Pegasus was starting to take on too much fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Gods Lee, get out of there in one piece&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commander Lee Adama gave the abandon ship call and positioned Pegasus&apos; trajectory to do the most cylon damage possible. He was the last to leave the Pegasus and quickly landed his raptor in Galactica&apos;s bay with the rest of what was left of his crew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Commander, Report&quot; came the voice of his father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;All aboard sir – let&apos;s get the frak out of here.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet – was it possible that is was really over....well at least for now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Colonial One to Galactica, over&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Go ahead Colonial One this is the Galactica&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Request permission to dock, we lost our FTL drive and 50% of thruster control after that last jump.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Granted&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over an hour later Colonial One sat in Galactica&apos;s hanger – her pilots completing shutdown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Madame President, let&apos;s go&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m not the President anymore&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Technicality&quot; Tori had always seen her as President and truth be told she just was hoping to get some kind of reaction out of Laura since she hadn&apos;t said a word or barely even blinked since lift off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiral William Adama entered the landing bay about 2 hours after the final jump. There were people everywhere but he had a short list....Lee, Kara, Saul and Laura....he wasn&apos;t sure if he&apos;d find them here or if he&apos;d find them but it was a place to start. Lee was first – safe an unharmed he enveloped him into a hug. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Commander you disobeyed a direct order&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sir, I apologize I know I was given an order but...&quot; his father cut him off &lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s o.k. son – I just thank the Gods you&apos;re o.k. and by the way, thank you&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee was quickly pulled in by the throngs of people happy to see him and Bill knew he&apos;d have time later to catch up with his son, so the Admiral continued his search. Next was Saul Tigh – he&apos;d caught a glimpse of him coming out of a raptor. He immediately noticed the eye patch and from the brief discussion they&apos;d had and the realization that Ellen hadn&apos;t made it back from New Caprica, Bill Adama the friend knew the road for Saul would be long and painful. It wasn&apos;t until the crowd had gathered and pulled the Admiral up on their shoulders in joy and celebration that his eyes found Kara Thrace across the bay. After he was finally allowed back to his feet he approached her – &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do you hear Starbuck?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nothin&apos; but the rain Admiral.&quot; With that Kara jumped into his arms this man who was practically a father to her and as any father would, he&apos;d fought to bring her home safe and she knew in that moment her family was back together. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Have you seen President...uhhh..I mean Ms. Roslin?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Starbuck smiled to herself, the old man always did play the part in public so she decided to get in her dig while she could. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;You know she has a first name right?&quot; Kara couldn&apos;t help it, she knew the Old Man had feelings for Laura Roslin – She also knew that not everyone knew that which made this all the more fun. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Starbuck&quot; his voice was warning &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know you know she has a first name....why all the pomp and circumstance....&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Lt. Thrace&quot; he was clearly done going down this road. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;No sir, Colonial One is over there but I haven&apos;t seen her....&quot; And that&apos;s when Kara remembered and she stumbled over her own words. The admiral didn&apos;t miss much. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;What is it?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Uhhhh nothing Sir, just that well, Thank you. You...uhhh, you should know that Laura kept us going down there until you were able to come back for us. She never let us loose hope or faith and you did it, you came back, you didn&apos;t leave us there. How can we ever repay that?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;First off, You&apos;re Welcome – Secondly, your butt back in a viper would help too. By the way Captain, what is this new found appreciation for her?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;You were right – I just had to give her a chance. She wasn&apos;t all that bad after all. Down there, lots of things changed for all of us.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay....by the way, make sure you get the all clear from Doc Cottle – don&apos;t think I didn&apos;t feel those bandages around your waist. I know medical treatment down there was practically non-existent.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Admiral – there are others of us who need that medical attention....&quot; She paused momentarily – o.k. time to tell the old man this is what she had not been wanting to tell him earlier.....&quot;I&apos;m afraid our former President may be one of them.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;What! What happened&quot; his voice was quiet, concerned but urgent. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t.....&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Damn it Kara – out with it&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;She may be fine – all I know is she&apos;s spent a fair amount of time in cylon detention – That&apos;s where she was when the rescue started. I haven&apos;t seen her since before that.&quot; She&apos;d finally gotten that off her chest – she&apos;d deal with the consequences later if Laura was pissed that she&apos;d told the Admiral but she knew he&apos;d figure it out anyways. She turned and headed towards her gear when the Admiral&apos;s voice stopped her. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Captain – I wasn&apos;t kidding – I need you in the air but not until Cottle has cleared you are we understood?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes Sir&quot; Kara headed out of the hanger muttering profanities under her breath all the way. Adama chuckled to himself – he loved her spirit. She may not have been born to him but she was as much as daughter to him as anyone could be. His happy thought was fleeting as her words echoed in his head, Laura, Cylon detention – gods was she all right – is that why he hadn&apos;t seen her? He decided to head to LifeStation to see if he could find anything there – uneasiness was rising in his gut – he&apos;d always had good instincts – this wasn&apos;t like her. He&apos;d finally gotten Cottle to check all the records and he confirmed that she wasn&apos;t in LifeStation. A couple of phone calls to CIC determined she wasn&apos;t in any of the guest quarters which meant she was either in the hanger, wandering the ship or Gods forbid not even on board at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Admiral made his way back to the hanger he found his stride lengthened and his step quicken. Something was up but what was it? The doors opened to the hanger bay and most of the crowd had thinned. There was still plenty of Euphoria but also a shift from relief to refocusing of energies where the goal was getting the fleet up and running again. Pride coursed through him as he realized no one had ordered them back to their duties, they were just doing it on their own– he&apos;d trained them well and they were coming through for him when it mattered. Military trains you to notice the little things which is why he also noticed a small detail of guards at the doors of Colonial One – guards meant one thing – she was there. He was instantly relieved to know she was on board but concerned that she was still inside. The guards didn&apos;t even try to stop him as he briskly walked by them. His eyes were scanning, searching and he heard someone talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Please ma&apos;am, please answer me....we should get out of here....are you o.k.?&quot; There was no reply, &quot;Do you want me to get the doctor?&quot; still no answer...&quot;Can I get anyone???!!!&quot; Tori was getting nervous now as she was still faced with silence. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tori?&quot; It was a deep masculine voice but she knew who it was immediately spinning around to face him, &quot;Admiral! Thank the Gods! Maybe you can get her to talk.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s wrong?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t know, sir she&apos;s been like this ever since liftoff&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;O.k. Tori – why don&apos;t you go get yourself checked out and get set up in the guest quarters. We need to make sure you&apos;re all right too&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t really want to leave her sir...&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Tori – it&apos;s alright, I&apos;m not going to leave her here – she&apos;d want you to take care of yourself wouldn&apos;t she?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, I guess, alright – Thank you Admiral&quot; with that Tori quietly disembarked and headed towards LifeStation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Adama watched the curtain fall behind Tori – he cherished her loyalty and made a mental note to thank her for that later, he turned around and focused on the only other person there and the last person he&apos;d needed and wanted to make sure he saw made it back from New Caprica alive and in one piece.....Laura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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