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[“You know, Sinleq?” Stolze mused as you handed back the pen that signed your life away, “I’d almost think that you’re Tom’s real father, not Jean. Given how far you’re willing to go for the boy’s life-”]
“Sorry to disappoint,” you mutter roughly, banishing the memory of punching the old bastard right in the face, “But I ain’t anyone’s parent. C’mon, Gully, don’t keep me waiting. We’re on so many different clocks that it isn’t funny.”
It takes her a moment, but she eventually stirs back to life. You pull back, giving her just enough space to come back to a (relatively) upright position. She blinks, wiping at the corners of her eyes, then squints in the general direction of your voice…then recoils in utter surprise.
“Sinleq?” she whispers in disbelief.
“Last time I checked,” you reply dryly.
“…how did you get here?”
“I swam.” When she stares at you, utterly unimpressed, you roll your eyes. Seems that she’s coherent enough to return to her default deadpan. “P2P from my Maggie to your Caprica. Besides, that isn’t what we’re worried about…”
>>Please choose one (1) of the following:
>“I ain’t your daddy, but you’re still about to get one hell of a spanking.” [Scold]
>“Look, what happened…happened. I’m just glad that you’re alright.” [Relief]
>“What the hell’s so important about the box that you couldn’t let it go?” [Query]
[VOTE OPEN FOR TEN (10) HOURS]
