I suppose Adama-centric fic in which he's involved in a relationship is few and far between, because he's not what you'd call pretty

No, but he is what I'd call gorgeous. It's the craggy, world-weary, "my god, that man needs a good hug" look. But I'm odd like that.

I could buy Sharon/Adama fic, pre-shooting.

I've taken a look at the crack van recs for Starsky and Hutch...is there any writers I should focus on?

I'm with you, connie. I wouldn't call Roslin pretty either, but I think they're both charismatic and compelling in their own ways. Which is to say, I'd totally do Adama.

I think Roslin is pretty, but mostly I'm now wondering about Six/Six, or even SixSixSix.

Why the hell not? They're very pretty.

So does Lee not count as an Adama? Because I keep reading and getting all confuzzled.

People don't like Tricia Helfer? Or is this because they don't like the character? Because yes, I'm really impressed by her. The only other thing I've seen her in was that Farrah Fawcett thing, and she didn't wow me there.

Are there BSG recs at BSO, Vonnie?

I'm not sure if the complaints were the playing or the writing, but there we're Six is unsexy vibes I just didn't get.

So does Lee not count as an Adama?

He counts as an Adama, but since I can call him Apollo and I don't really know what else to call the Commander (I suppose I could call him that, but Roslin/The Commander sounds weird)... yeah. I guess I didn't really need the "since" in that sentence.

So does Lee not count as an Adama?

He an Adama. He's just not The Adama. Everytime they say Lee I think "Who? Oh, yeah, Apollo."

Staring intently into her deep blue eyes in a voice almost plaintiff he then asked, "Please I must know, where have we met before?"

Objection!

The end came quickly to all concerned. Elena after shooting Michael died in a volley of bullets from Michael's team. She now lay lifeless in a pool of blood after defending her father from the Organization's attack by gunning down her own husband. The same father who abandoned her during most of her life now lay dead on the white carpet after meeting his end as Michael had strategiesed.

So if your plot gets in the way, just wrap it up in a few sentences and send Michael to heaven! Yes, heaven.

He wondered why he was not frightened by the prospect of spending eternity burning in the hell he earned by building what he thought was a hell on Earth. He further wondered how this Deity he had forsaken most of his life with his actions, would react to Michael's arrival at the Pearly Gates and how fast He would ship the newcomer to the Section in the sky.

Michael dared to say, "Is it just a visit, or should I get an asbestos suit at the nearest Walmart?"

A thunderous clap of laughter filled the heavens, "I have often wondered why so few appreciated your dry sense of humor; I must confess this was the reason I sent you the Irreverent Nikita. You do know you are one of my favorites…"

But we all knew Michael was one of God's favorite people. Obviously. Duh.