Finding Galactica – Fight against Battlestar Pegasus

T-Plus One Hundred and Seventy-Five Days from Geodesic Jump
T-Plus Eighteen Days from Arrival of Girty Lou

It had been only eighteen days since the Girty Lou had appeared; eighteen days of work for the engineering teams and crew of the Titan class ship. But what has my blood boiling at this moment is the sensor report that I am reading from Girty Lou SDU-019; according to the report there is a series of subspace pulses that are commonly formed by the use of Jump-drives. But the pulses are not what has my blood boiling; no it is that the two of the pulses match the recorded readings for both Columbia and Mercury class Battlestars, and that they are behind us by at least one hundred light years. "According to this report by GL SDU-019 there are almost sixty ships with the Columbia class that is behind us. If I had to guess I would say it is Adama back there." I nod in agreement to Caine's line of thought; it is more than likely the Galactica and from the report it looks like the Pegasus is more than likely about to rendezvous with their fleet. "I would offer to take the Girty Lou out and check to see if it is the missing fleet," Kelms had left her thought unfinished as an obvious acknowledgement that the Girty Lou would not be able to fly any time soon. Kelms had only recently joined the Senior Commanding Council; the Quorum had attempted to give the young Colonel a commission in the Colonial Fleet but Caine had managed to shield her and her crew from their attempts thus far and to further that we added her to the council. "We all understand that the Girty Lou would be the preferred choice but we do have access to the Stleathstars for the same task." Mitchell does bring up a valid point but I would still prefer another ship for the task; preferable one capable of out running and out fighting any possible threat to itself or the civilian fleet. Picking up the padd Langston joined in with "perhaps since we have the Girty Lou and her SDUs we can send the Aurora along with one of the Battlestars. We have the Savior and Zeus; adding in the Girty Lou we can now deploy the Aurora offensively against possible threats. The Girty Lou does not need to be flight ready to use those sensors of your does it?" We all nodded our heads in agreement; the Girty Lou does not need to be flight ready or even capable to use the sensors and being docked with the Anchorage means that there is a physical data connection between the two systems. With the modifications made to the engine field coils that were provided by the Girty Lou, the Aurora is once more capable of flying through hyperspace for prolonged periods and high speeds; the same can be said for the 302s once more.

"If it is agreed by this council I would prefer to deploy the Aurora and two Battlestars as escort." Langston immediately seconded my motion and we all agreed that the Aurora would be the one to meet with the Galactica along with two escort Battlestars. "The next question is who will be the escorts? We can only have so many of the Council leaving the fleet, any more than two will be pushing it; I personally believe that having the Daedalus would prove useful." Langston looked at me "Why is that, I understand me being a member of the Council would help" pausing for a moment she continued with "of course; you want the Daedalus because we shielded those Roslin left behind." I nodded in answer to her query and continued with "as for the second escort I believe that the Battlestar Wildstar would be the best choice." The Colonial Commanders looked at me with confused expressions on their faces, before they could say anything I continued "The Aurora will be disturbing enough for them, but having two classes of Battlestar flaking a ship that is clearly alien in appearance would hopefully claim them somewhat. Additionally it will be easier on the Aurora's hyper-drives if we carry ships the size of a Guardian class but we are not limited to that." Langston from that point "Why would the Aurora's hyper-drives matter?" "Because the Aurora is going to carry both escorts into hyperspace for the mission to rendezvous with Galactica; before you ask it will be faster with the hyper-drives instead of the jump-drive." We continued on for another twenty minutes working out the details; given as to the fact that the Aurora is capable of carrying nearly five hundred fighters and only being equipped with barely two hundred, Caine insisted that we carry at least four Viper flight groups on board incase we needed them. Commanders Walters and Mitchell gleamed at me saying that I should consider myself lucky to be carrying almost three hundred combat ready fighters; I have yet to inform them that the Aurora's refit also equipped us with four gunboat based ships docked inside of the flight bays along the ventral section of the ship. I also decided to inform the Quorum about the mission to rendezvous with the Galactica and I officially requested a speaker for the Quorum to accompany us; I was granted Miss Emily Ilosin herself.

The fleet will be moving to the next set of coordinates during our mission in order to ensure the safety of the civilians; the system marked in the star-maps where we will rendezvous with the fleet is at a total of three hundred light years out. This being well past the red-line for the Cylon and Colonial jump-drive navigational systems, but not for Star Forces based computers to calculate. By the time we are within the Galactica's dradius range the fleet will be over four hundred light years away and hopefully safe until our return. It will take at least five hours to complete the Viper transfer from the fleet reserves on the Anchorage to the Aurora; after which the Aurora, Daedalus and Wildstar will begin our mission to the Galactica fleet. As we await the transfer process I am going to head down to the Garden and spend sometime with Amanda and Laura; I leave the bridge in the XO's hands. As I move towards the closest transport chamber a group of Colonial pilots round the corner; amongst them is Emily Ilosin who calls for my attention "Commander." Turning to them fully "Welcome back aboard Miss Ilosin and I see this time you brought an escort with you." The pilots laughed while Miss Ilosin swatted my arm, "First of all Commander, these are some of your new pilots and second I thought I told you to call me Emily?" The rest of the group chuckled at that, while I sighed; normally I would indulge her but officially the Great Races Alliance has not setup formal relations with the Colonials. This of course is despite some of my actions and reactions with the Colonials for the past six months; "Emily, I was just on my way down to the Garden, perhaps everyone here would like to see where the crew sometimes takes R&R." The pilots quickly nodded in agreement and Emily verbally agreed in entertainment of the ship's R&R section. Ushering them into the transport chamber, one asks "How are we going to get to this Garden from inside of a closet?" I opened the controls and selected the section containing the Garden; within a moment there was a flash of light, the inward appearance of the transport and then the panel closed. I moved to exit the chamber; having been redesigned to accommodate up to ten people in close quarters, the chambers have become twice their original size. Turing back to face them "That is a Transport Chamber; since you will be aboard for the foreseen future I believe it will be prudent for you to learn how to get around on board ship." They only nodded in response; I guess I showed them too much too quickly, but they would have to go through this sooner or later; I wonder how they will react to the Garden itself?

I find myself back on the bridge nearly five hours later; the looks on the pilots when we entered the Garden was priceless, doubly so when they saw the holographic sky that we use to simulate planet-side conditions. Going over the transfer list on my padd I notice that Caine transferred over eight flight groups giving us one hundred and sixty Vipers and pilots from the Colonial Fleet. Luckily for the new pilots and my own crew, that the refit team designed the bays and new pilot bunks for up-to five hundred fighters and pilots. Holding the padd for the bridge yeoman to take, "XO are we ready to begin our mission to Galactica?" As the crewman takes the padd, Christina answers with "Sir, Yes Sir. Mister Polk set course for the Galactica and take us out of fleet formation." With the ease of a practiced helmsman, Charlie is able to move clear of the fleet within mere minutes of the order. As we approach position to begin our mission I can see both the Daedalus and Wildstar sitting in the void of space awaiting our arrival; they had moved clear of the fleet nearly an hour earlier. "Okay Lt. Anderson, prepare to tracker both the Wildstar and Daedalus into hyperspace; Charlie, extend the M/I shields to encompass all three ships. Ensign Corman, are the battlestars ready to move out?" The reply came swiftly in the form of an affirmative; looking over my crew I give the order "Charlie, take us into hyperspace." "Yes Sir, going FTL now" as he said that we dived into hyperspace; Lt. Anderson already having engaged tracker beams to carry both the Daedalus and Wildstar close to the ventral haul. "Ensign, give me fleet-wide" nodding to me to signal that fleet wide is active "Attention all hands, welcome to hyperspace and to my own crew welcome back." Looking over my display I continue "Our time on target is two hours and nineteen minutes at standard cruising speed; to any Colonial aboard the Aurora, you can look at hyperspace from the Observation Lounge amid ship; that is all." Closing the link from my command chair I look at the welcomed light show that is hyperspace transit for GSF ships.

For the next two hours we continued to monitor the activity in Galactica's section of space. The Pegasus had made contact with the fleet as far as our sensors could tell, but due to our current progress on adapting our systems to deal with the tachyon hash we are uncertain of how long the Pegasus has been in contact with Galactica. I am now online with Commanders Langston and Colons, "Commanders, the basic idea is for us to dropout of hyperspace just outside of dradius range and for either the Daedalus or Wildstar to coast into range and be detected."

Won't Commander Adama and Admiral Cain question how another battlestar just happened upon them?

"Normally I would agree with you Commander Colons, but I believe Commander Phoenix does have a valid plan for contact. Think about it; what would be your reaction to a ship suddenly appearing out of nowhere and moving at speeds that up-until that point has been unheard of? That is why I will take the Daedalus in first, make contact and then call the both of you to join us."

"This is why I requested two escorts; Commander Langston, how do you think Admiral Cain will react when the Aurora appears on dradius?" Hopefully Cain will react with at least a level head and not immediately shoot at us.

"My guess will be that she shoots first and after expending half of her ordinance she might consider shooting until she needs to either run or talk."

That does not instill confidence in the possible encounter with the Pegasus, "You know that does not instill much confidence in this matter. But at least we will have something to be readied for." Looking towards Charlie I see we are about to dropout of hyperspace, "We're about to return to normal space; see you on the other side."

Roger that Aurora Actual.

"Confirmed we're ready here; just let us fly after we dropout of hyperspace."

Within moments we dropped out of hyperspace; in the distance barely visible to the naked eye is the Galactica fleet along with the Pegasus. As we answer to all stop and arrest our forward motion, the Daedalus moves into our line of sight and towards the fleet ahead of us. "Lt. Anderson, does it appear that the Daedalus has been detected by Galactica or Pegasus yet?" "Sir, looks like the Daedalus is still just outside of their sensor range," after a few minutes the Lieutenant called out "Confirmed, looks like their seen now." Looking to Ensign Corman I see her pulling up the wireless traffic for the fleet, "Commander Sir, I have their wireless; should I put it on the over head?" I signal my permission; we suddenly hear the connection between the Daedalus and the Galactica fleet.

This is the Battlestar Pegasus to the unknown ship; identify yourselves or you will be fired upon.

"To the ship claiming to be Pegasus, this is the Battlestar Daedalus; we are transmitting recognition codes, please hold fire."

Looks like Langston is correct about Admiral Cain's reaction to us appearing and that is with just the Daedalus entering their dradius range. "Lt. Anderson, what is the Daedalus' status?" "Sir, looks like they have slowed to a crawl; doesn't look like anything is wrong with their drive systems." Colonel Hunter stepped up to answer, "Lieutenant, the reason is simple; until this time the Colonials have not been capable of speeds that we take for granted. Commander Langston is keeping the Daedalus' ability for high speed flight and maneuverability hidden from the Pegasus and Galactica for good reasons." This I have to agree with; if Langston had gone in at normal cruising speed, the fleet in front of us would have been scared out of their minds. As I watched I thought about how Adama and Roslin would react when we informed them about the Anchorage and her fleet of nearly two hundred thousand survivors. I am uncertain if Helena Cain is stable enough to be considered fit for standing trail for her crimes, only time will tell us. Our wait is compounded by the fact that at standard Colonial speeds it will take the Daedalus another ten minutes to reach the Galactica and another fifteen to pull into position; for the refit Daedalus it would take only seven minutes to complete the entire process and not twenty-five. As our wait continued Lt. Anderson yelled "Sir, Colonial Raptor is on approach with a civvie ship; their making for the Daedalus. At this rate they will pick us up on sensors in four minutes." Not good "Commander Sir, the Daedalus is signaling for us and the Wildstar to approach. They say that President Roslin and Commander Adama are on board of Colonial One; the Raptor is from the Pegasus and has Admiral Cain." I smile thankfully to Ensign Corman; that news helps out. I nod to the XO, whom then "Mister Polk, take us in slowly; relative speed equal to the Daedalus and engage forward thrust." Nodding to the order Charlie engages the engines and we move towards the fleet, while I prepare to go aboard the Daedalus. "XO, you and a team of marines will be accompanying me to the Daedalus to officially meet with the Colonial leadership of this fleet." Giving me a salute, "Sir, Yes Sir" with that she moves off to the security console to order the marines to the flight bay. As we reached the Starboard Deck, I spotted Miss Ilosin and the Raptor that will take us to the Daedalus; "Miss Ilosin, do you have everything for the meeting with Admiral Cain and President Roslin?" Nodding that she does, we boarded the Raptor; in total there are going to be eight of us, four marines, Miss Ilosin, the Colonial pilot with the XO and myself. Normally a GSF ship's XO would remain on board unless in dock if the ship's CO was not aboard, but for diplomatic meetings both ship CO and XO must be present when an official representative of the GRA is not available.

Once secured, the deck gang moved the Raptor to the lift and raised us into the Flight Bay. The pilot opened the wireless "Aurora Control this is Raptor 4279, we are ready for launch."

Confirmed Raptor 4279, you are free and clear; good luck and good hunting.

"Roger that; okay everyone here we go," pulling on the controls we launched from the bay and made our way to the Daedalus. It will take us several minutes to reach the battlestar; one of the things we have yet to consider is installing Ring Transporters for ship to ship transfers, makes me wish we had considered it by now. The Colonial Raptor wasn't designed for comfort or passengers really, but is been the primary choice for ship to ship movement by the Colonies. The same originally could have been said for the Jumpers, but the ship class being designed for use with the gate network easily resolved the issue before it could occur. During our approach, the Daedalus Flight Control flagged us for priority landing on the starboard hanger deck; seeing as how we might be physically closer I can understand the priority rating. We landed and were brought onto the deck with expedience that belittled the fore coming event.

As we departed the Raptor, the ship XO from the Daedalus; Colonel Micheal Yelps, approached us "Supreme Commander, Miss Ilosin. If you could follow me, the Commander is waiting for you at the docking hatch where Colonial One will be assigned." Each of us nodded and followed the XO; both Colonel Hunter and myself had taken the liberty of dressing in our class two uniforms for the meeting. We reached the docking hatch just in time to witness several Colonial marines step off of the hatch steps and form a standard parade formation. As I step up next to Commander Langston, the next to leave Colonial One steps off the steps; a woman whom appears to be in her mid to late forties, judging from Langston's reaction this is Admiral Helena Cain. Following Admiral Cain is another woman, this one dressed in civilian clothing; I am uncertain of whom this is, and immediately following her is another Colonial Officer of whom I am assuming is Commander Adama. "Admiral Cain, welcome aboard the Battlestar Daedalus." Langston quickly saluted, but before she could introduce the rest of us "Thank you Commander, I brought with me Commander Adama from the Galactica and our current President Laura Roslin." I can tell by the introduction that Admiral Cain has the impression that she is in overall command; Langston then resumed her introductions "My I introduce to you Supreme Commander Phoenix and his XO Colonel Hunter from the Aurora and Miss Emily Ilosin from the Quorum of Twelve." As Miss Ilosin was introduced, both Adama and Roslin's eyes widened as if learning something that would turn their world upside down. Before we would continue, Commander Langston suggested that we move to a more comfortable locale for this meeting. We soon find ourselves in the CO's quarters; here President Roslin kicks off our meeting with "Miss Ilosin, just how many people does your Quorum represent?" Loaded question if I ever heard one, but Miss Ilosin answered "Madam President, my Quorum as you put it represents nearly two hundred thousand survivors from our home worlds." This drew the breath out of Cain, Adama and Roslin; "You see during the attack on the Colonies, a ship entered the system. On board was two of the Colonial Officers that were sent to the Armistice Station for the annual talks; the ship in question was able to take out several Cylon basestars signal handedly and helped organize a general evacuation of the populace of the Colonies."

Langston took over, "During the evacuation, my battlestar happened to jump in directly between a group of civvie ships and a Cylon attack force. We were able to save seven thousand people, but we were held up in the Anchorage dock for several hours during repairs; several days after during our refit." Adama stopped us there and asked "What Anchorage and how many ships do you have in your fleet?" Nodding that I take over, I began with "You know it as the Picon Anchorage; we have been able to retro-fit the station with jump-drives and the required power to operate them. As for the fleet, currently we have nearly forty Colonial Fleet ships, of which include multi-types of battlestars, strikestars, defenstars, fleet tenders and currently one warstar. Additionally we have seven type three basestars acting as fleet defenders for the civilian fleet of nearly eighty ships, along with the remains of the Pegasus' civilian fleet." The caught Cain's attention; more than likely she left the civilians for dead and never gave it a second thought; Roslin spoke with a whisper, "nearly eighty ships with two hundred thousand people." I smile at her reaction; her face shows such hope at hearing the number of people within out fleet; looking at her I continue "The Olympus is currently our civilian capital ship and home of the newly reformed Colonial Government. The offices of President and Vice-President have been left empty until such time as we are able to contact you or learn of your possible death. With locating your fleet and making contact, we now have to escort you and your fleet to rendezvous with our own and officially transfer control of the government to the office of the President." Taking a padd from the briefcase next to Miss Ilosin, she hands it to President Roslin "Madam President, this is the current ship registry. We believed that you would want to know the names of the ships and their captains; I hope I am correct in assuming that you have done this with the Galactica Fleet." Roslin looked up at that, but her face showed absolute shock; holding up the padd "What is this? I thought it was a clipboard, but it doesn't look like anything I have ever seen." Miss Ilosin answered with "That Madam President is a padd; basically a gift from the Aurora, it is an advanced handheld computer with a touch screen interface. At first I was a little apprehensive about the padd and other things myself, but now I will find it hard to go back." I myself took out a padd that I had brought with me, this padd contains the official first contact package for the GRA; it is standard for all ships of the GRA government both civilian Starfleet and Galactic Star Forces. Handing it to Adama "This is the Official First Contact data for my government of the Great Races Alliance; I would suggest that you read it in full to understand just exactly who we are and where we are from." Miss Ilosin was reaching into her briefcase for yet another padd; shaking my head I indicated to her to hold off for the moment, I preferable want to have the Pegasus docked in the Anchorage before we strip Admiral Cain of duty.

The meeting continued for another ten minutes before I invited Admiral Cain and Commander Adama over to the Aurora for a tour of my ship; Miss Ilosin invited President Roslin aboard to continue their discussion about the civilian fleet. We agreed that the tour should commence tomorrow at nine hundred hours Colonial time; this would be roughly the same as our time since our nearly six months of contact with the Colonials. The ride back to the Aurora was not a long as the one to the Daedalus, we landed and went our separate ways for the time being; Colonel Hunter made for the bridge considering that she is only half-way through her shift. I dismissed the marines and pilot; Miss Ilosin and myself both have paper work to fill out and so we made for my office. I will have to have an office space assigned for visiting civilian leadership until we are back home in GRA territory. Once in my office, I open the comm. link to the bridge and request a connection to the Girty Lou; "Ensign Corman, open a connection to the Girty Lou via priority channel Red-1-Alpha. Once connected request an immediate tie-in to both the Anchorage and the Quorum on the Olympus, both Miss Ilosin and myself need to update the fleet on our mission status."

Yes Sir, one moment while I attempt a connection. Connection established; transferring to your office now.

I am always amazed by the speed Ensign Corman displays when it comes to the communications systems; she is a true natural when it comes to comm. based technologies. "Anchorage Control, this is Aurora Actual requesting to speak with Anchorage Actual."

Confirmed Aurora Actual, standby.

Caine here, good to hear from you Aurora; have you made contact with the Galactica?

"That is confirmed Caine; both Galactica Fleet and Pegasus have been contacted with face to face on board the Daedalus. We're just calling in to update both the Senior Commanding Council and the Quorum as to our mission status." The reply was nearly immediate and from the Quorum no less.

"Than what is your current status beyond the meeting? How long will it take for you to rendezvous with the fleet?"

Mister Milan, it will take more than a few hours to ensure them that joining an as of yet unseen fleet. Just be glad that we are getting an update as positive as this and not a report stating that the mission has been aborted.

I nod in agreement with Caine, "So far this mission has had a positive outcome, but we must be careful for the next few days. To that end tomorrow as of nine hundred hours, both Commander Adama and Admiral Cain will be touring the Aurora from stem to stern. I am hopeful that the tour will provide a level of trust with the both of them; while we are touring the Aurora, Miss Ilosin will be in a private meeting with President Roslin. Hopefully this two pronged move will allow us to reunite the fleet within the next two weeks." As I finish my thought, I immediately realized the reaction from the Quorum Representative Mister Milan will be very loud.

"What, two weeks; Commander is there no way for you to speed along the process and reunite with us by the end of the week?"

Mister Milan, Commander Phoenix is already working at as fast a rate as he can without scaring the civvies and Colonial Officers as it is; I will be ending this report for now. Commander Phoenix and Miss Ilosin good luck and may the gods protect you from harm.

"Confirmed and may the universe protect you and guide us together once more." Ending the connection I turn to Miss Ilosin and offer to escort her to guest quarters; since she will be staying aboard for the mission, I believe it will be best for her to be able to rest. She gracefully accepted my offer; after showing her to guest quarters I need to speak with both Aurora and Crewman Baker and to that end I return to my office and summon both of them. Aurora being the mainframe AI core of the ship was already present in my office and all we had to do was await Crewman Baker; our wait was short and once both were present I gave them the heads up about Colonials coming aboard ship from the Galactica Fleet and that they were to remain unseen until ordered otherwise. Both readily followed orders understanding that this is to protect them as much as it is for the Colonials. With that accomplished I returned to the bridge to complete my own duty shift before heading down to the Colonial section of the ship to pickup Laura from the school room that Miss Jenison is running.

The following morning I find myself on the deck awaiting the arrival of the Colonial Raptor that is ferrying President Roslin, along with Admiral Cain and Commander Adama. Beside me is Miss Ilosin and the XO; being informed that the Raptor is being lowered onto the deck; we ready ourselves one last time. With the Raptor moving into position the XO called out "All hands ATTENTION," with the trained response of soldiers the deck crew and marines stood at attention along with the XO and myself. As the Raptor hatch opened Admiral Cain disembarked after her escort, following her is Commander Adama; it was as he reached to assist President Roslin to the deck that the yeoman called out "Now arriving President Laura Roslin of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol." All Star Forces personnel saluted immediately upon hearing the yeoman; Adama smiled slightly for some reason while Roslin looked embarrassed at the attention and I am uncertain about Cain herself. The XO quickly dismissed the crew back to their duties and we began the tour of the ship; Miss Ilosin had insisted that President Roslin tour the Aurora as well and I saw no reason to deny said request. Our first stop is Medical, "This is the primary Medical bay; here the medical staff can care for any number of injuries and sickness. It is designed to house roughly seven hundred people at any given moment and has three levels that can act as an emergency lifeboat. Our CMO Hiendol normally is found treating the patients herself, but she does have a staff of fifty-nine combat doctors assigned to both primary and secondary Medical and a nursing staff of two hundred and forty." As we moved deeper into Medical we came across some of the children being treated by members of the staff; Cain and Adama both looked at the scene before them with appraising eyes. Before we could move on, one of the children spotted me and ran to in front of the group, "Commander Phoenix, are you going to tell us more about Atlantis today?" Kneeling down, I nodded my head and told her that I will tonight before they go to sleep and that there might be some guests joining us; she nodded eagerly in response and rejoined the other children. I motioned that we were moving on and pushed further into Medical; the reason for such a detailed tour of Medical is to allow Adama and Roslin to appraise our medical facilities before asking for medical aid.

Our next stop is engineering; being that we are walking towards the nearest Transport Chamber; I am somewhat reluctant to make them walk the entire way unlike when I gave the tour to Caine, Walters and the others. Just as we reach the chamber, it opens to reveal a group of pilots; it is as they stand at attention that I notice one of our Cylon pilots is amongst them. What I did not remember until now is that some of our new pilots assigned on board by Commander Caine are from the Cylons; my fears that a Cylon member of the crew being identified is realized, as Admiral Cain reaches for her sidearm. The marine escorts reach for their own weapons while my marines aim at their Colonial counterparts; Commander Adama attempted to be the voice of reason "Marines stand down; Admiral what do you think you're doing? This isn't the Pegasus, please lower your weapon and tell me what is going on?" Cain pointedly ignored Adama until my own sidearm was pressed against Cain's head, "Admiral Cain, you will either stand down or I will remove your head." Unmoving Cain spoke for the first time since we began the tour, "That is a Cylon; now than Commander, I am ordering you to lower you weapon. Do it now and I might let this slide, if not I will have you relieve of your command and held for war crimes." What is with Colonial Officers and thinking that I am a member of their military; "Admiral Cain, just to let you know I do not have to point my sidearm at you. Marines, stand down; I think that the Admiral and her marines should know that their weapons are useless while on board the Aurora." That got her attention immediately; with my sidearm being returned to its holster I continued "The decom-procedures also disable any non-Star Forces weapons that pass through. Go ahead and attempt to fire, you will find you weapon is useless; I let you keep it as a pretense of comfort for you." Cain glared at me and started to lower her sidearm, "Commander, I don't believe you" she brought her weapon to bear and pulled the trigger, only nothing happened; she then realize that we had indeed disabled her weapon during the decom-procedures. The Colonial marines looked at their own weapons and with a start realized that they too were disabled with ease; Adama smiled at the situation, apparently he had feared something like this happening as well.

I motioned for my marines to stand aside; looking at the pilots "I am sorry for Admiral Cain's actions, you can move along now." The pilots looked at me for a moment before moving off; Cain herself was about to speak when I motioned for her to remain quiet. Once the pilots were out of hearing range, "Admiral Cain, what I did not mention yesterday during our initial meeting is that the basestar crews are human-form Cylons. Our fleet has a few thousand Cylon members amongst the population and most of those are members of the Colonial Fleet Military now. Any Colonial officer, be they Human or Cylon will be treated equally and those assigned to my ship will be treated as if they are members of the Galactic Star Forces." The look in her eyes said to me that she has had enough and is ready to explode; she did just that with "You must be out of your fraking mind. Cylons are the enemy and must be destroyed, not treated as equals; their machines nothing more." I sigh in response, "Admiral, the first thing that you will have to understand is that this is not and has never been a Colonial ship. This is a warship of the line; the Aurora is part of the Galactic Star Forces, the military arm of the Great Races Alliance. Here Colonial law takes a back seat to the laws of the GRA and no matter what you may say that will not change anytime soon. Your earlier actions by bearing a weapon at anyone aboard this ship is seen as a capitol offense and normally you would have been arrested and placed in the brig by now. The reason you have not is because you are a member of a foreign star nation that does not have an official treaty with the GRA. Now would you like to continue the tour or return to your ship?" Admiral Cain looked at me with a hard glare and after a few minutes she said that we should continue the tour, but under no circumstances will I threaten her again while she is aboard. I agreed with her; I am glad that at least we can make some headway despite the obvious setback from me and Admiral Cain butting heads in the corridor. With that we continued the tour with the introduction to the Transport Chambers; a whole new world has been opened to the Galactica and her civilian fleet.