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Dear dad,
In your last letter you questionned where it's my responsibility to join this fight.
the truth is...
we all became responsible
the day we created the Cylons
We're the ones who let these
robots become our servants
our trusted helpers
and even our friends.
we let them into our lives
only to see them repay our trust
with a violent revolt against us.
I know there is a lot of debate about why they hate us.
but in the end,
does it really matter?
Kill the enemy, or be killed.
That's a reality.
In a war where mankind's very survival hangs in the balance
it's up to each of us to make a difference.
Being a pilot is the best way I know how to do that.
Your loving son, William Adama.
Hold still, toaster bastards.
Watch out, hotshot!
There's a bandit on your six.
That's fine.
That's the challenge.
Watch it!
Break off, break off.
No way, I got this.
Come on, come on...
Frak...
I can't see.
You got no visiblity, kid, get out of there.
Watch your back kid, he's coming around again.
There we go.
Much better.
Are you crazy, ensign? Return to base!
You can't take that kind of radiation exposure.
You'll die in less than 30 seconds.
Twenty seconds and counting.
You're approaching radiation exposure max.
Frak, my gun's jammed.
You only have twelve seconds left.
Frak that.
Game over. Are you crazy? You can't fire...
...
Come on, tell me that ain't the record.
Congratulation ensign
You have completed level six.
Good sim' score?
No, no.
Not a good sim' score. The top sim' score.
- Hum, I'm impressed. - Thanks.
I'd be if I were you.
Look out, we've got a live one.
Let me guess,
You are fresh out of the academy
you've been itching to fly the vipers since you were in short pants.
But your only worry now,
is that the war will be over before you get a chance to prove what a bona-fide ace you are.
Congratulations, you got me pegged.
Except for the worrying part.
I don't do that.
Sure, look at the pair on you.
Was that a request?
No.
Now don't get your hopes up rook. You're not my type.
No?
Good. So it's a date.
See...! Down, boy!
You're a real charger, aren't you? Thank you.
You're looking for some action?
There's a girl whose gonna give it to you.
Gods damn.
Yo walk. You're blocking traffic All right.
That's Deke Tornvald!
The minute man.
You heard of him, huh?
Heard of him? He's like my hero in the academy.
He's got like 30 kills.
You'd better hurry, or there won't be any left for you Ace.
Back just in time!
Suit up!
Briefing in 30.
About this Nobol Patrol sir?
What's this? Fresh meat?
Ensign William Adama. Reporting for flight duty sir.
If there's a mission I'd like to be part of it.
Good. Papers.
At ease.
You're FOB, Ensign. Sure you don't want to find your rack first?
Respectfully sir, I signed on to kill Toasters. Not take naps.
Just point me to my plane and I'll get started.
All right ensign. I'm assigning you to the weasel.
She's right over there.
She's beautiful sir.
Not the viper, Rook, the bird behind her.
That old flying pillbox sir?
It's a raptor, that's the designation you're qualified.
- No sir, there has to be some kind of.. - Respectfully...
Respectfully sir, there is a mistake!
I didn't rate top of my class so I can drive a bus!
I'm a viper pilot.
Congratulations.
I'll break it down for you like this.
The brass makes it seem like operation "Clean Sweep" lived up to its name.
But somebody forgot to give the Toasters that memo.
They're taking down our planes. Right and left.
And right now, I need raptor drivers More than I need viper jocks.
So make sure your bus is ready for action.
Is that clear?
Yes sir.
Good.
Dismissed!
I'm sorry. Frak!
I'd just finished mopping this all thing out.
I'm sorry, I didn't see what was going on.
Yeah of course you didn't because you weren't looking.
What are you doing in here?
Are you with the guys of that press tour?
No.
I'm William Adama. I've just been assigned to fly this bird so I can begin acquainted
So I can begin acquainted.
You?
You are my new driver?!
Yeah.
They sent me a rook fresh of the boat.
Great.
Guess you must be my new co-pilot?
Not if I can do something about it, I'm not.
I want new gyros on there this time.
Or I will be pissed off! - We're working on it Lieutenant.
Let me help you with all of this.
Just leave. Just leave it.
I said leave it alone.
Oh frak! You gonna call me something, call me Coker.
Just don't get too familiar with it.
Ok.
So, Coker.
Where is your last pilot?
Just mopping up what's left of him.
Fraking knuckle draggers.
Poor Bastard.
Who the frak signs up for a third tour?!
Hey look, I'm sorry about your friend.
He wasn't my fraking friend.
He was an asshole. He's worth ten huskers like you.
Lieutenant Fasjovik, Ensign Adama. Please report to the CO.
Briefing call.
Here we go again.
Just listen real good, try not to get us killed. ok rook?
And you'd better clean up
You stink like a barn yard tractor pools.
Um, I'm from Caprica city?
Yeah, tell that to someone who cares, Husker!
You're gonna offer the commander a drink?
What?
Flask.
Frak!
Let's go!
Sir! Mister Fasjovik
47 days left of your mandatory second tour.
Planning on re-upping?
Not if I get a say in it, sir.
Hard to part with an experienced officer, but that's your call.
Clean up that image. Yes Sir.
Ensign William Adama.
Caprican but with some very interesting tauron family connections.
The Ha'la'tha?
I can't see where my family has anything to do with this mission Sir.
Relax, son. I've never judged a man for their fathers' sins.
Or merits.
Your grades at the academy weren't exactly stellar,
but your flight instructor says you are a natural... I quote.
"One of the best pilot candidates I have ever seen"
"And unfortunately, he knows it."
You're a cocky son of a bitch, aren't you?
Yes, you are.
So is this an accurate assessment, son?
You a natural?
I can fly a plane, Sir.
A natural I can't say.
Is that mine Mister Sing? Yes Sir.
Thank you.
We are 10 years into a bad war, son.
So now this how I handle cocky sons of bitches on my ship.
I assign them to milk runs until they cool down.
Your orders.
Something funny Mister Fasjovik?
Not at all, sir!
You boys are gonna take some cargo to the scorpion shipyards
you are going to return with spare parts.
Four day round trip.
I'd assign a jump capable ship If i could afford one
but I cannot so your sorry ass raptor will have to do.
Above all, you are to avoid any enemy contact.
That includes Cylon ships, SAMs, sling shots
and anything else they might happen to have floating out there.
Understood?
Yes Sir!
Gentleman, do not frak this up.
Sub by LezarD www.addic7ed.com