Ghosts of the Past:
The Serina Interview
Throughout the fleet, the people that had survived the deadliest holocaust in their species recorded time, gathered around every monitor and scanner available to them. Representatives of every Colony, color, creed and age packed viewing areas so full that it was standing room only. Anticipation was tangible on every Colonial Vessel as IFB reporter, Isabella, appeared on their screens to introduce the long lost "Serina" tapes. The "Serina" tapes were a series of interviews conducted by the legendary media celebrity from Caprica. For the first time ever, the Council of the Twelve was making the tapes available to their people. The tapes were the only smoking gun that President Adama had in proving, among other things, the existence of Kobol, and that Galactica Warriors had in fact visited the planet. It had become a popular belief in the fleet that the Kobol landing could very well have been a hoax pulled off by Commander Adama to persuade the survivors of the Colonies that seeking out Earth would not be a vain endeavor.
Isabella stretched her introduction for as long as she could, building the anticipation of the event to an absolutely absurd level. "Here it is ladies and gentleman of the fleet, Serina's interview with Commander Adama, an interview that has never been viewed by anyone outside of our governing body. Remember, this interview supposedly took place over two decades ago, during this fleet's alleged orbit of the mother-world--- Kobol."
Slowly, the image of Isabella faded and every IFB monitor in the fleet displayed a close up of the beautiful Serina. It was an extreme close up of the Caprican beauty, which was obviously taken in a corridor aboard Galactica. A hush fell over viewers throughout the fleet as Serina began to speak.
"All right, I'm going to brave the Lupis den now", Serina said somewhat nervously to the hidden camera on her blouse. "I've secreted a pair of audio and visual recorders on my person and the Commander won't know it. This is the best time to conduct my little clandestine interview of Adama, while Galactica is holding steady while our experts scan the planet for information and a likely landing site. Commander Adama will be, I'm sure, in a contemplative mood. Everything's set. Next sound and visuals will come from within Adama's quarters."
With that, Serina's camera fell off of her face. It now pointed out from below her neckline. The Colonial people now viewed Serina's perspective.
Serina: May I bother you for a short while, Commander?
Adama: No bother, Serina. Not when it's you. I haven't seen you since the sealing ceremony and, don't worry, I won't embarrass you with any of those unappealing remarks people make to young brides.
Serina: Yes, I've heard a few choice ones. Thank you, Commander.
Somewhere, deep within the bowels of the Star Liner, Rising Star, Sire Uri and his aids watched their large holo-screen intently. When Uri's face turned from mild curiosity to obvious disgust, his men's laughter and chit-chat came to a screeching halt.
"This isn't over, Adama", he uttered in a mere whisper.
To be continued
Throughout the fleet, the people that had survived the deadliest holocaust in their species recorded time, gathered around every monitor and scanner available to them. Representatives of every Colony, color, creed and age packed viewing areas so full that it was standing room only. Anticipation was tangible on every Colonial Vessel as IFB reporter, Isabella, appeared on their screens to introduce the long lost "Serina" tapes. The "Serina" tapes were a series of interviews conducted by the legendary media celebrity from Caprica. For the first time ever, the Council of the Twelve was making the tapes available to their people. The tapes were the only smoking gun that President Adama had in proving, among other things, the existence of Kobol, and that Galactica Warriors had in fact visited the planet. It had become a popular belief in the fleet that the Kobol landing could very well have been a hoax pulled off by Commander Adama to persuade the survivors of the Colonies that seeking out Earth would not be a vain endeavor.
Isabella stretched her introduction for as long as she could, building the anticipation of the event to an absolutely absurd level. "Here it is ladies and gentleman of the fleet, Serina's interview with Commander Adama, an interview that has never been viewed by anyone outside of our governing body. Remember, this interview supposedly took place over two decades ago, during this fleet's alleged orbit of the mother-world--- Kobol."
Slowly, the image of Isabella faded and every IFB monitor in the fleet displayed a close up of the beautiful Serina. It was an extreme close up of the Caprican beauty, which was obviously taken in a corridor aboard Galactica. A hush fell over viewers throughout the fleet as Serina began to speak.
"All right, I'm going to brave the Lupis den now", Serina said somewhat nervously to the hidden camera on her blouse. "I've secreted a pair of audio and visual recorders on my person and the Commander won't know it. This is the best time to conduct my little clandestine interview of Adama, while Galactica is holding steady while our experts scan the planet for information and a likely landing site. Commander Adama will be, I'm sure, in a contemplative mood. Everything's set. Next sound and visuals will come from within Adama's quarters."
With that, Serina's camera fell off of her face. It now pointed out from below her neckline. The Colonial people now viewed Serina's perspective.
Serina: May I bother you for a short while, Commander?
Adama: No bother, Serina. Not when it's you. I haven't seen you since the sealing ceremony and, don't worry, I won't embarrass you with any of those unappealing remarks people make to young brides.
Serina: Yes, I've heard a few choice ones. Thank you, Commander.
Somewhere, deep within the bowels of the Star Liner, Rising Star, Sire Uri and his aids watched their large holo-screen intently. When Uri's face turned from mild curiosity to obvious disgust, his men's laughter and chit-chat came to a screeching halt.
"This isn't over, Adama", he uttered in a mere whisper.
To be continued
