Battlestar Galactica: Razor Page #2

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All want the stamped floodgates,

and connections with the dock undone.

- Lieutenant, see the state of the motor MRL.

- Yes, lady.

Everything prepared world

for an emergency escape.

Mrs., we have nuclear missiles the

I walk, they remain 20 seconds until the impact.

MRL is in order, however without the

computers cannot calculate the route.

Don't waste time making calculations, just do!

Mrs., a flight blindly can take

us inside of a sun!

Missiles approaching!

Remove us of here, just do,

now, lieutenant!

Motor MRL is linked...

Lieutenant, NOW!

Who am I? I am a soldier.

As for Fisk and Garner,

these men didn't deserve respect,

therefore I didn't respect them.

Could you be more specific?

Fisk operated in the black market, it was one

I sand that didn't deserve to use an uniform...

and Garner was a technician that treated all

as if they were just part of a machine.

It is difficult to disagree with both descriptions.

And as for me?

Why don't only be repressed am still alive.

You are an improvement...

but that doesn't change the fact that is one

outsider that arrived to put order,

nor the impression that his/her dad

he/she gave him/her a battle ship

as if it was playing him/her

the keys of a new car.

You don't really disappoint,

lieutenant.

Then, you would like to be the

my new official executive?

Mister?

A thing that I learned of my father

before him plays me the keys

it is that a commander needs of

a strong right arm.

I also need to order a message to the crew

that I respect the legacy of Cain,

even if is not very truth.

I am not Cain, but I intend to return

the pride to the crew.

Therefore I will leave that you

carry the torch.

Closed business?

In this case, major,

arrange an uniform.

It is released.

Ten

Nine

Eight

Seven

Six

Five

Four

Three

Two

A - it ended.

You think this weapon is ready

to shoot, soldier?

Yes, lady!

You would bet his/her life in that,

or their companions' life?

Mrs....

Yes, lady.

Then work this weapon.

You deaf, soldier?

I ordered to shoot with that weapon.

Once again.

You got something impossible.

He/she found a SHOO more evil than Tigh.

Yes, she is durona.

But I think we needed hardness.

Does he/she have some attrition?

Well, she and Kara don't feel very well.

As if it was that went

a thing difficult to happen.

Just remember that the SHOO it is not one

blunt instrument.

You two have to form a team.

This requests mutual trust.

We entrusted one in the other for

to do our works.

It is already a beginning.

Now that his/her house is in order,

I have a mission for you.

Against my best judgement,

I allowed that a scientific team

it used a ship our Kidnapper.

To study the traces

of a supernova.

They are late.

I want you to track the road,

and to see if he/she discovers something.

They are three civil, besides two pilots.

And if we find the cylons?

It is a search mission and rescue.

Don't enter in an undesirable fight.

Dictated that, use his/her own judgement.

The command is yours.

Search mission and rescue

to the missing Kidnapper

Anything my right,

anything my left.

I am drowning in an emptiness here.

We go, sing something for me to know that

I have some company.

To sing something captain, how type a music?

What such "99 Bottles of Ambrosia?"

I am so out of tune,

you won't tolerate to hear that.

It would be terrible.

Happen the circuit plate, please.

They died more two in the infirmary.

- Does that elevate the deaths for how many?

- 723.

It is more than a fourth of the crew.

Which the status of the hunts?

And we have 17 ships damaged too much

for they be recovered.

What more?

Mrs., we tried to understand what were able to

for the radio, but there are only rumors.

We needed facts, no suppositions.

I agree. We are to 4,

maybe 5 jumps of the colonies.

I imagine that he/she doesn't want to take a risk the ship

he/she completes for a recognition trip.

Order two Raptors, and say

for not attacking the enemy.

- I just want information.

- Yes, lady.

Ready for reinicializar the systems

of navigation and of defense.

Await.

Lieutenant?

Admiral, the rudder, weapons and motors MRL

they are again functional.

And I think I understood as the cylons

they dropped our protection grating.

Those code lines in the new of system

of navigation that will be implemented

they were drawn to allow access

remote to the program for the enemy.

It is could transmit like this a virus that

does he/she infect the whole net, is it that what says?

Exact. Luckily our net already

it was turned off

and I suggest that maintain her like this, even

after terms turned off the program.

Ok, lieutenant, the ball is yours.

Run with her.

He/she seems that you are not so useless

as I thought.

Is there how long it is in his/her position?

I don't know lady, I have faith that me not

I left him/it since I arrived.

You will owe if he/she lies down a little, it is there is

two days working without stopping.

Mrs....

I feel a lot...

I feel a lot for my behavior

when we were reached by the missiles.

I got afraid.

Actually, it was panicky.

And I froze.

No longer it is afraid more,

is he/she, lieutenant?

No, lady.

Good. Remember that rage

and maintain her/it for close.

He/she won't be like this afraid next time

and he/she will know what to do.

Lieutenant, close the uniform.

Here it is admiral.

I know that there are many rumors

in circulation

regarding the destruction of ours

planets for the cylons.

I would like to say that are

exaggerations, but the truth is that...

us still nor we understood him/it

size of the horror that we suffered.

The facts are:

Our colonies were destroyed,

our cities were atomized,

and our fleet also left.

Here there are no indications of any

other survivors.

I believe that all are

if asking the same question:

What will make now?

Will we flee?

Will we hide?

I think these are the easiest options.

A philosopher said once:

"When it faces terrible alternatives,

just consider his/her duty."

Look at his/her turn.

Our duty is well here.

In our screens, in our ships,

in our weapons.

And in us same.

The war is our duty.

And even if a victory seems

impossible at this time,

there is other thing for the which we should struggle.

Revenge.

Retribution.

We will struggle.

At the end of the bills, that is the only

alternative that the enemy left us.

We will do with that the those murderers

understand that, while that team to live,

that war, that they began,

it won't be finished.

Thank you.

We say like this all.

We say like this all.

We say like this all!

WE SAY LIKE THIS ALL!

WE SAY LIKE THIS ALL!

The communication tower resembles

with a can openers.

It is being kept for

half dozen of raiders.

- Then?

- They don't seem to wait any attack.

Gentlemen, they are looking for

our first objective.

Good work in finding him/it, lieutenant.

Thank you, I had help.

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