When the sky is gray
Recent times hadn't been kind to him.
And the moon is hate
He was deep in thought, contemplating, while the autopilot guided the raptor through local space and towards his destination.
I'll be down to get you
He had enjoyed a good career, on track to take command of his own vessel or become an adjutant to an Admiral.
Every root will shake
Instead he was here, floating through space on a raptor. 'Guess the Gods had something else in store for me', he thought.
Sinister purpose
He regretted signing up to work for them fresh out of Fleet Academy. His interest and curiosity had gotten the better of him. And now he was paying for it.
Knocking at your door
The mission to Carillon had resulted in a disaster. It had been covered up as a simple incident; the detonation of an undiscovered mine from the war.
Come and take my hand
He had expected a court-martial and a dishonorsble discharge, maybe even penal time. Yet none of it happened.
Burn away the goodness
'It had to have been them', he theorized to himself. They had also disappeared after that whole debacle. He was sure, that wherever they were, they were laughing at his expense.
You and I remain
"Scorpia control, this is Fleet Courier 767. I am here to deliver clearance 1 and 0 documents, as well as taking delivery of clearance 1 and 0 documents headed for Naval-Aerospace-Station Aerilon, Aquaria Research 1, Virgon Station and Fleet HQ."
Did you see the last war?
After a short static, an answer came from the radio. "Fleet Courier 767, this is Scorpia control. Please authenticate vessel recognition codes, as well as your personal clearance and recognition codes."
Well, here I am again
He sent the raptor's recognition codes and started to reply his personal codes. "My personal clearance code is Pappa-Alpha-Sierra-Hotel 9758. My recognition code is Bravo-Charlie-November 798. I am furthermore requesting topping off my fuel after arrival."
Sinister purpose
"Hypnos, recognition and clearance codes match. Your request has been approved. You are cleared to land, port bay 3. Follow approach pattern Hotel-3. Checkers are green. Once landed and secured, contact ground on 121.33. Good evening courier 767."
Knocking at your doors
He turned off the autopilot and took manual controls, gently nudging the raptor towards the required flight path.
Come and take my hand
One of his favorite songs was playing, and it had reached its mid-song guitar riff. It was an old song, from a time long before his, or the unification of the colonies for what that was worth. It was produced and recorded towards the climax of the Virgo-Leonian Cold War, which would go hot less than a decade after release. It was a war that ultimately led to the demise of the hegemony of the Helios Beta twins.
I can set you free
It had now almost been 3 years since Carillon. 3 years of downhill development. 3 years of personal losses.
Make you rich and wise
His career had stalled. He was mysteriously unable to find work in the private sector, even though he had the necessary qualifications and then some.
We can live forever
An unmotivated, hopeless and defeatist attitude had manifested itself over this time, and to people who knew him previously he seemed like a shadow of his former self. For others, he was like a ghost; invisible and irrevelant in the grander scheme of things.
Look into my eyes
A gentle thud notified him that the raptor's magnetic legs had made contact with the landing pad of the raptor bay.
Sinister purpose
He contacted the ground frequency and coordinated the securing and refueling of the raptor with them. Fleet regs required him to handle the documents himself.
Knocking at your door
36 hours.
Come and take my hand
That's how long it had taken for him to go from prospective commander to glorified mailman.
Author's notes: Hi everyone. This is my first BSG fanfic and my first fanfiction work in a long time. I'm not planning on having this as a one shot, but I do not yet know when I'll be able to consistently write new chapters.
The song in question here is Sinister Purpose by Creedence Clearwater Revival, for anyone who's interested.
