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worsttraitoreverDead? Me? Why would anyone want ME dead?
Of course, there was that whole pesky business on New Caprica, but, psh. Who counts that anymore, right? That whole near genocide, the death lists, the muck and mud... why would anyone possibly hold a grudge? Hell, who cares if all of that was even my fault?
Not that all the good chances are gone, I'm sure. There was the trial, and boy, did they try hard there, didn't you? Sure you did, starting with Butterfingers the Perjurer and moving right along to the Admiral who, by some odd knock on his conscience, managed to do the RIGHT thing. Had MADAME PRESIDENT had her way, I'm quite sure that I'd be floating alongside the myriad of flotsam and jetsam of space at this very moment.
I'm sure Captain Agathon regrets to this day giving up his seat on his Raptor and I have no doubt that if the rest of the crew of the Galactica found out about his sacrifice and how it led to his seduction by a *gasp* CYLON, I'd be blamed for that, too.
Why wouldn't they all want me dead?
They missed a good chance in leaving me behind on Caprica. In the trial. In leaving me on the planet in the Temple. When it came to the Basestar. In not executing me when I was President.
The list goes on and on. I have no doubt that more than one of them mentally kicks themselves nightly as they tuck themselves into bed.
I'm sure more chances will come available. Just remember that God has a plan. I am a part of God's plan.
Maybe we all are.
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Gaius Baltar
Battlestar Galactica
297 Words
Of course, there was that whole pesky business on New Caprica, but, psh. Who counts that anymore, right? That whole near genocide, the death lists, the muck and mud... why would anyone possibly hold a grudge? Hell, who cares if all of that was even my fault?
Not that all the good chances are gone, I'm sure. There was the trial, and boy, did they try hard there, didn't you? Sure you did, starting with Butterfingers the Perjurer and moving right along to the Admiral who, by some odd knock on his conscience, managed to do the RIGHT thing. Had MADAME PRESIDENT had her way, I'm quite sure that I'd be floating alongside the myriad of flotsam and jetsam of space at this very moment.
I'm sure Captain Agathon regrets to this day giving up his seat on his Raptor and I have no doubt that if the rest of the crew of the Galactica found out about his sacrifice and how it led to his seduction by a *gasp* CYLON, I'd be blamed for that, too.
Why wouldn't they all want me dead?
They missed a good chance in leaving me behind on Caprica. In the trial. In leaving me on the planet in the Temple. When it came to the Basestar. In not executing me when I was President.
The list goes on and on. I have no doubt that more than one of them mentally kicks themselves nightly as they tuck themselves into bed.
I'm sure more chances will come available. Just remember that God has a plan. I am a part of God's plan.
Maybe we all are.
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Gaius Baltar
Battlestar Galactica
297 Words
