"When will the FTL drive be ready?" Adama asked.
"Galactica will be ready in T-minus seven minutes and counting. But the Adriatic has the slowest FTL drive and will be ready in T-minus 24 minutes and counting," replied Dee.
The Adriatic
Anastasia "Dee" Dualla
"The Galactica will remain until every civilian ship is able to warp out," Adama said as he looked back at the display, which shows the Basestar and a swarm of Raiders. The Basestar is not yet in range to fire upon the Galactica, but it is approaching fast.
"Release Helo and Athena. We need every pilot we have. And release the President, she should be here in this room, not in a cell."
"She's not the pres --" started Tigh.
Adama turned to Tigh. "She is the President of the Twelve Colonies," Adama said with finality.
Why hasn't anyone come?! It has been minutes since the Cylon killed Athena and left the room, and no one has come! Helo shook the bars of the cell, shouting curses.
Then he felt it. The Galactica rumbles.
It is engaged in battle.
"Madam President! You're going to the CIC!" a voice came from Laura Roslin's cell. Then a guard appeared into view and opened Helo's cell and spoke as he ran towards Athena's cell, "and you and Athena are going to the hangar -- oh ****!"
Help ran out of his cell, and stopped when Athena's body came into view. Cylon or not, she bled red.
His mind trembled. Then the words registered. The rumble. "… are going to the hangar..."
They needed pilots. They needed him. And he is going to kill some Cylons.
That he can do.
And afterwards he will grieve.
Among the chaos on the battlestar, a woman disappeared into the crowd. No one noticed her. She casually approached the laboratory, where the last specialist is busy watching the Cylon detection device.
There was an unnoticed gunshot.
And an unnoticed death.
chrmjenkins was killed. It is now DAY. 5 remain, and 3 is the majority.