01: Video

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[The screen turns on to show Felix, new to the barge and newly free of the breach. He's standing in the middle of a metal room, the walls honeycombed with bunk beds -- industrial in appearance, but spaced with a certain military precision.

As with the breach, he's missing the lower half of his right leg. But now, he has a clunky-looking metal prosthetic attached, extending down to a black boot, and he leans on a single forearm crutch instead of the awkward things he relied on back in town. He's neat and trimmed and wearing some kind of uniform.

And he looks very, very confused.]

What the frak was that? I thought it was a dream, or maybe even one of those visions everyone keeps having. Some last flash before the end...

...But then, how could I possibly be back on Galactica? There's no way I'm a Cylon, too... if nothing else, I don't think they'd let me resurrect like this. [He taps his crutch against his leg, with a hollow metal sound.]

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[Hey, you know the song. Hell is for children.]

Is it fake?

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[Well, that sounds about right. :c Of course, the other problem is that he's just not very good with kids, so now he's not really sure what to say to her.]

...Yes. Yes, it is. [He shifts his weight heavily onto his cane, and the metal wobbles slightly beneath him. He stifles a grunt and rights himself quickly, because actually, ow, that hurt.] See?

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[Poor Felix. :c I WOULD HAVE GIVEN YOU OLIVE BUT SHE IS HIATUSDEDED so tiny murderer it is :c Arya is pretty interested in the leg; she's seen metal fists before, but nothing like this.] Does it hurt?

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[Augh children. Should he lie? But it seems like a really stupid lie. He sits down uncomfortably, which makes the prosthetic look a little less obvious.]

Sometimes. Not... as much, anymore.

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[That is some severely hard times, bro. :c] How did you lose your leg?

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[Why is this happening?] Where are your parents, anyway?

[Except this is a stupid question, he knows, because it's not like the fleet wasn't littered with orphans, too.] Never mind. It's not something you want to hear about.

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[Dead. But she can't say that.] A girl has no parents. [Hrmph. But that annoys her, and she frowns.] I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to hear.

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Then maybe it's not something I want to talk about. [He narrows his eyes thoughtfully at her.]</> Do you know what a Cylon is?

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[She would roll her eyes at that, but now she's curious.] No. What is it?

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Then I definitely don't want to talk about it. [Not after the way David freaked out. Not if they have the insane luxury of not knowing.]

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Why not? Tell me what it is! [That is cruel and unusual, dangling that in front of her.]