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TM 228 - Three A.M.
May. 2nd, 2008 02:28 pm228 - Three A.M.
There's not a lot of places to go on a battlestar when you can't sleep, especially when it's just before some big, important mission. I found myself on the flight deck, staring at the fighter craft I would be strapping into just a few hours from then, going on what on paper looked like a suicide mission. It involved a dozen kinds of risks, and relied on good luck way more than any War College professor would have allowed.
But then, it was Kara's plan.
( Jitters )
(431, not counting direct quote)
There's not a lot of places to go on a battlestar when you can't sleep, especially when it's just before some big, important mission. I found myself on the flight deck, staring at the fighter craft I would be strapping into just a few hours from then, going on what on paper looked like a suicide mission. It involved a dozen kinds of risks, and relied on good luck way more than any War College professor would have allowed.
But then, it was Kara's plan.
( Jitters )
(431, not counting direct quote)
