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The Cylon attack on the Colonies have stopped, for now. Survivors are begininng to come to the realization of the destruction and loss of life. Hopelessness and despair is setting in. There are multiple reports of suicides and mental breakdowns.
Trying to stay focussed is difficult even for myself. Having lived through war before, I had had enough of it the last time. Being drawn back in for another round of it does not sit well with me. But I am a professional, I do what I am ordered to do.
Trying to gather as many points of view as possible, I do my best to take the disjointed thoughts of those around me and make sense of them. People are still in a daze.
Such was the case when I met with Comms Officer Rhonda Pinion. I found her in the War Room, staring down at the battle map. She looks up from the table where she was studying the starchart when she heard the door open behind her.
“Good evening” she said. She was about to say something when in walked Commander Mizzy Sideways. Pinion turns and salutes “Commander on deck.” and goes back to looking at the table.
With Sideways was Adam Ledevre, Director of Colonial Intelligence. They were mid-conversation when they entered the room. Ledevre shuffled his notes in his hand.
Sideways began “Did we liberate those obects last night?” “Out where?” Ledevre asked. “Let’s just say we need supplies” Sideways went on as if she hadn’t heard his response. “The toasters hit just before we got resupplied. I will need every pilot in fleet we have out there looking.”
“Only if we knew WHERE to look” Ledevre said with frustration in his voice.
Sideways: “That’s why I need every asset we can spare out there looking…old pirate bases and so forth. Make it a spoke pattern from the ship. Its outer area of the colonies are our best bet, there won’t be as many toasters out there. So basicly look high and low.”
Ledevre shook his head. “There are so few assets out that far out though, we run the risk of wasting what little we have left on empty hope.” “There is always hope Blackwolf” Sideways said with her jaw set in a fake smile.
Ledevre was still not convinced. “It’s empty to waste supplies on a fool’s search — We need to go to where we know we have supplies.” Sideways waved her arm. “It’s no choice right now.” “There is always a choice Commander.”
“We have mouths to feed, it’s food and water we need” Sideways countered. “And it’s a lot more than normal.”
“We need to go back and find a viable depot” Ledevre said. Sideways plowed on. “Some have to still be uncovered by the Cylons. “That’s the thing, they are getting stronger and setting up shop. So you will each get a sector to search and see what you can find. It’s simple – look around and dont get shot at.”
“Aye” was all Ledevre could manage.
Rhonda Pinion stood up and walked up next to the Commander. She picked up the pointer on the desk and pointed to the model of Mercury. “We are here.” She tapped on the table in several places. “The assigned sectors are indicated with the colored markers.” Then Pinion steps back and lets the Commander continue to speak.
“Talon jocks will get the harder sector with recent Cylon activity. The Mercury center of the search…” she turned to Pinion, “Lt. do you have charts with possible pirate locations for supplies? Anything to aid us.”
Pinion spoke up. “Yes, Sir. The lab has prepared a set with the information they have.”
“Get those out to the pilots and crews.” “They will be uploaded in to the birds.”
Sideways concluded: “You know the drill. If you encounter a patrol jump back. Oh and Talon pilots, one other goal is to get a scan of deep space while you are out there. Alright, you know your jobs, people, let’s get to it. Dismissed.”
As the meeting began to break up, I sat in my seat and scanned the faces of those in the room. Although the message was determined, the messengers were clearly not. They have been faced with their own extinction, and survived. That was the easy part. Putting one foot in front of the other from this moment on will be the true test of human resolve.
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