BSG
I think what you meant was, I have a OPG that could HELP us immensely. I dunno, man, constantly underrated by the biggest authority figure in my life. This is because I'm an NCO, isn't it?
But actually, I have very little I could do right now if given an XO. So I guess you could go with the son that was like the daughter that was like the son you never had. Except that "I assure you I'm human" is pretty exactly what he'd say if he were not, in fact, human.
BSG
I'm not like the other son that was more of a toaster than a daughter that he never had! Imaginary sibling rivalry is the worst.
BSG
The danger with scouting is that no one else can check your work. Dammit. I have no good handle on whom to suspect.
Ok, I dislike not XOing, but it might be for the best until someone acts suspicious. Whoever is the Cylon is holding out for a big payoff, and I don't want to give them the chance. It's time. Time that the people of the fleet shared in my accumulated wisdom.
Move to the Press Room (discard G-1)
Activate Press Room
Admiralissimo Adama, how do you propose to secure humanity's survival?
"Babies, chum! Tiny, dimpled, fleshy mirrors of our us-ness, that we parents hurl into the future, like leathery footballs of hope. And you've got to get a good spiral on that baby, or evil will make an interception!"
Admiralissimo, what's with all the ninja references? Aren't we fighting the Cylons?
"Ninjas can breathe underwater! They can dodge bullets at point blank range! They can walk up the sides of buildings! They can install telephones!"
Admiralissimo, what's been the worst day of your command?
"The details are classified, but I can tell you that I learned many things that day. First, the world looks a lot different when you're six inches tall and covered with feathers. Second, two heads are definitely not better than one. And finally, you can lay eggs and still feel like a man."
Admiral, --
"Admiralissimo. We've been through this."
Admiral...issimo. Yes. There's a growing belief in the fleet that you are... not to put to fine a point on it, barking mad. How can any of us accept that you are in fact fit for command?
"Isn't sanity really just a one-trick pony anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking, but when you're good and crazy, oooh, oooh, oooh, the sky is the limit."
Ok, Your Frenchness, that should do it! Politicise me!
BSG
I'm not like the other son that was more of a toaster than a daughter that he never had! Imaginary sibling rivalry is the worst.
Buck up, little buckeroo! I'm pretty sure it's all in your head anyway.
I think what you meant was, I have a OPG that could HELP us immensely. I dunno, man, constantly underrated by the biggest authority figure in my life. This is because I'm an NCO, isn't it?
Why
do
they call you Chief? Is it a term of endearment?
Ok, Your Frenchness, that should do it! Politicise me!
Vos désirs sont pour moi des ordres.
BSG
And with that, the politics deck has been depleted, and therefore reshuffled.
BSG
Doc, while we huddle under our desks to await my Crisis, some suggestions for your turn:
1. Your OPG isn't likely to get any more useful than it is now.
2. If anyone can provide an SP, an Inspirational Speech would be a good pro-human move.
3. If XO'd, I can hit up the Press Room and/or scout. You may prefer not to give an XO right now, though. S'cool. I understand. Ferret.
BSG
It's like déjà vu all over again! Crisis is:
Rescue Mission (B).
ETA: Details were sent in email. I am off to the ballet. I look forward to seeing what the Admiralissimo decides...
BSG
Well, surely losing Fuel is still Not an Option. I'm not clear on which choice comes with ninjas.
Research Lab, btw, has roomy and comfortable desks to hide beneath.
BSG
Aw, I just got here!
t sigh
Killing Fuel is no more palatable than it was a couple of turns ago.
-1 Morale, Admiralissimo to Sickbay.
I never knew the press could be that violent! Jeez, one little suggestion that they have to share some of the responsibility for the destruction of civilisation and this happens. I've half a mind to cancel my subscription to
The Colonial Times.