"Maybe the Traveler had its own history with your enemies," Adia muses. "I can see why people would call it a God, I've never heard of a being so powerful that wasn't one." She pauses thoughtfully before adding, "Even the gods of our religion aren't as powerful. Not that... well, if they exist in my universe, they've never shown themselves."
"A few million... that's good. There are less than 40,000 of us." She smiles sadly. "We don't have anyone like you to help protect us."
She doesn't say anything for a little while, just stares at her hands in her lap. "We were on our ship -- a research vessel -- when the Cylons attacked the colonies," she says finally. "They were broadcasting news of the attack on a vidscreen in the entertainment room, and they showed a picture of Caspar. I mean, the same model as him. He ran, but... but there really isn't anywhere to run on a ship. And then he --"
She takes in a shaky breath, trying her hardest to keep her composure. "I tried to help. I told him that I could... I don't know, vouch for him, or something." She wipes at the corner of her eyes and laughs bitterly. "Like that would have done any good... an organic Cylon in military custody? They would have taken him apart like a science experiment."
More quietly she adds, "Then, much later, I found out that Cylons could download into a new body, their memories intact. So... I don't know. Maybe on some level he knew that. He might even have been programmed to take his own life if he was caught."
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"A few million... that's good. There are less than 40,000 of us." She smiles sadly. "We don't have anyone like you to help protect us."
She doesn't say anything for a little while, just stares at her hands in her lap. "We were on our ship -- a research vessel -- when the Cylons attacked the colonies," she says finally. "They were broadcasting news of the attack on a vidscreen in the entertainment room, and they showed a picture of Caspar. I mean, the same model as him. He ran, but... but there really isn't anywhere to run on a ship. And then he --"
She takes in a shaky breath, trying her hardest to keep her composure. "I tried to help. I told him that I could... I don't know, vouch for him, or something." She wipes at the corner of her eyes and laughs bitterly. "Like that would have done any good... an organic Cylon in military custody? They would have taken him apart like a science experiment."
More quietly she adds, "Then, much later, I found out that Cylons could download into a new body, their memories intact. So... I don't know. Maybe on some level he knew that. He might even have been programmed to take his own life if he was caught."