Caspar blinks at the familiar word, then bursts into genuine laughter. "Frak!" he agrees, his mouth splitting into an amused grin. "Αυτό το γαμημένο χάλια δεν το κάνει? Στάση Nexus." Yeah, this really, truly sucks.
"Caspar!" Adia says again, displeased this time with the Cylon's language instead of his sentiment. She pulls out a notebook and pen from her messenger bag and scribbles something down, then crosses it out and draws something instead. Her artwork is simple -- she's gotten decent at sketching microscopic creatures, plants, and some of the wildlife on Atlantis, but she doesn't have time to try to make anything other than stick figures. These stick figures are also sharing a word bubble, smiles on their faces. Suddenly, in the next drawing, there is a big x through the word bubble and everyone looks mad!
Adia draws a question mark, and an arrow towards the crossed out word bubble, then up at Harrowheart. Does he know why the translator stopped working?
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"Caspar!" Adia says again, displeased this time with the Cylon's language instead of his sentiment. She pulls out a notebook and pen from her messenger bag and scribbles something down, then crosses it out and draws something instead. Her artwork is simple -- she's gotten decent at sketching microscopic creatures, plants, and some of the wildlife on Atlantis, but she doesn't have time to try to make anything other than stick figures. These stick figures are also sharing a word bubble, smiles on their faces. Suddenly, in the next drawing, there is a big x through the word bubble and everyone looks mad!
Adia draws a question mark, and an arrow towards the crossed out word bubble, then up at Harrowheart. Does he know why the translator stopped working?