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[For Gaius]
Apr. 8th, 2010 02:11 pmShe's dallied too long.
At first, Sarah could almost consider it acceptable because of her leg, but then she had started to have nightmares about her inaction. She sits around all day and researches the history of this strange place she's in and considers seeking help because she's imagining a place with dinosaurs, but the last time she looked for a therapist...well, that's one story she's sure kids won't ever hear at bedtime.
She lowers her hairbrush and looks at her reflection in the mirror. All prettied up and barely looking like she's been shot less than a week ago. She touches the clasp in her hair lightly and smooths her hand over the ankle-length black skirt and blouse she's put on. She's waited too long. There are things at play on this strange Island she's been taken to and while she might not know where John is and while she might not know if Derek is protecting him, she does know that she can't stop fighting.
She'll start with the call-box system, see if it's a threat. There are other concerns, but she's only one woman and she has to start here. She slides into a pair of low-slung heels just outside the lab where people tell her that Gaius Baltar usually works. "Dr. Baltar?" she remarks, waiting to be noticed.
At first, Sarah could almost consider it acceptable because of her leg, but then she had started to have nightmares about her inaction. She sits around all day and researches the history of this strange place she's in and considers seeking help because she's imagining a place with dinosaurs, but the last time she looked for a therapist...well, that's one story she's sure kids won't ever hear at bedtime.
She lowers her hairbrush and looks at her reflection in the mirror. All prettied up and barely looking like she's been shot less than a week ago. She touches the clasp in her hair lightly and smooths her hand over the ankle-length black skirt and blouse she's put on. She's waited too long. There are things at play on this strange Island she's been taken to and while she might not know where John is and while she might not know if Derek is protecting him, she does know that she can't stop fighting.
She'll start with the call-box system, see if it's a threat. There are other concerns, but she's only one woman and she has to start here. She slides into a pair of low-slung heels just outside the lab where people tell her that Gaius Baltar usually works. "Dr. Baltar?" she remarks, waiting to be noticed.