Windows to the Soul

RaajmdTMP

A/N: An entry into my Final Secret series. Pre-movie timeline with post-movie awareness. This is sort of a movie lead-in. Slightly vague, first person musing. If you don't know what's going on, read it again. If you're still confused, drop me a line. I'll try my best to sort it out.

Spoilers: Possible Wild Child, 'Til Death Do Us Part, The World is Changing, Pretender 2001, Island of the Haunted. Here goes nothing…

Windows to the Soul

The old saying is true; the eyes are the windows to the soul. You can look into a person's eyes and know exactly who they are inside. The façade someone puts up for the world can be deceiving, but the eyes don't lie. It takes a person very skilled at deception to truly hide what can be learned from them. Someone more skilled than myself, incidentally. I am as vulnerable as anyone, in that respect.

I never learned how to conceal the truth in my eyes. Perhaps that's fortunate, in a way. The truth can be much more shocking than fiction at times, and I use that to my advantage. An unblinking stare from me is enough to send most running for cover. Icy blue, uncaring, cold…my soul in a nutshell. Ask anyone who has had the pleasure of meeting me. It suits me just fine.

Some cultures believe that if you remove a person's eyes, you are taking away the their ability to see into the afterlife. An intriguing concept, although I'm not so eager to believe it. I'm surprised she missed the implication. She did, of course. She bought the lie, as she was supposed to. She was entirely too absorbed with chasing wild geese. I still think it's amazing that after so many years she continues to fall for his schemes. I'll have to keep an eye on her…

That poor fool Mutumbo fell for it, too. He's not the first, either, only the first I've dealt with personally. I knew it might have had to be done then. That's why I was here after all. To clean up the mess. You think they'd catch on eventually or at least heed the warning. He saw something he shouldn't have and we made sure that knowledge couldn't be shared. They should keep their distance, if they know what's good for them. They walk right into it, time and time again, making our job that much easier for their trouble.

Mutumbo could be manipulated and when he stepped over the line, he was dealt with.

I don't like the new one. Parker's not worried, but he has always been a bit blinded by his…beliefs. I know Adama. He's a loose cannon. He won't take no for an answer and he's unpredictable. Parker's getting complacent, his obsession has taken a strangle hold of him. As long as Parker and Raines are here putting forth the appearance of the status quo, we should be fine. We can't afford another mistake like the one with Gemini. One wrong move and Adama will pull the rug from under us, I can feel it. And though I'm not as true an Arkham as they are, I'd go down with them.

We need him back and not just because he's a pretender. Thank the Gods very few are aware of that. The Triumvirate can never know. It's about what everything's about and it would be the end of it all. They are our power base, our foundation. If they knew we didn't really have them, that we never did, there would be repercussions one could never dream of. Adama's no fool. I just hope the boogeyman has taken care of the ghost. He's a liability along with Double T. I caught a glimpse of him once, in Africa. He's as empty and as hollow as myself. Trust me on this, if not anything else. That is not a good sign.