[fic] erase her face [bsg] [six/baltar]
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bantha_foddertitle: erase her face
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bantha_fodder
fandom: bsg
spoilers: none
disclaimer: i do not own
please do not archive
this is sort of forlyssie, with thanks, as always, to stars_like_dust.
now that the thrill of the massacre's over,
isn't it sweet when she sucks on your veins?
- The Tea Party, Babylon
*
She fits her hand tightly beneath Gaius' chin. His feet dangle above the ground and he gasps for air, but she has calculated the pressure required to stop him from breathing, and she does not exert that force.
He shakes and sweats and the smell is displeasing.
He swears to believe, and she releases his throat and allows him to breathe.
She keeps a firm grip on his cock. Humans are unreliable.
*
"Two socks," says Lieutenant Thrace with a smile.
"Was that two socks, or two pair?" snickers Captain Adama.
Gaius waves a card. "I'm sure you wouldn't know what to do with two pair, Captain."
Six trails her fingers over his shoulders. "Leave here, Gaius," she says. "Come away with me."
He waves a hand at her in dismissal and ups the ante. She moves her hand down his body and strokes him firmly.
"Actually," he says in the middle of Lieutenant Gaeta's bid, "I might just fold."
He runs from the room.
*
The tests are taking some time, and she can tell that Gaius is bored. She leans against the door frame.
"You should eat, Gaius. You don't look well. You're working yourself too hard."
Gaius nods. "Yes," he says. "Yes."
*
"This model," she says. and pauses as Sharon looks at her.
"This model is flawed," she finishes, "you should not talk to her," and Sharon looks back down at the vials.
Sharon cannot see her.
This model is flawed.
*
"Gaius," she croons. She runs a hand up his arm, and he smiles in his sleep. She brings her hand up, traces his face, strokes his hair. He nuzzles into her palm.
"Gaius," she says again. "Do you love me?"
He wakes up.
*
She tries to calculate how many humans are left, but she cannot complete the subroutine.
Too many variables.
Too many humans.
*
"I think we need some time apart," he says.
Six tilts her head. "I'm sorry?" she asks.
"Some time apart." He almost does not stutter. If she did not know him better, she would say that he was not terribly nervous, but she has studied him for some time, and knows his patterns. "I've been thinking," he continues, "that perhaps God thinks you're not necessary to His plan. After all, he rewards me only when you're not around. And he never rewards you."
He gives his head a smug shake, and she reaches out a hand for him. She knows how to wring his little human neck.
Her hand goes through his flesh, and it is because she is insubstantial.
*
Gaius has his hand on Lieutenant Thrace's shoulder, and Lieutenant Thrace shrugs it off. He keeps talking.
Six opens her mouth to inquire of Gaius, "What are you doing?" She emits no sound, and tries again to speak.
He looks pleased with himself, and does not notice her absence.
*
There are humans walking down corridors and stepping through her. They cannot see her. Six ignores them, and turns her head slowly, scanning for Gaius. She completes a full scan of the corridor without locating him, and wonders if a glitch in her program caused her to miss him. She scans again, but the results are the same. She calls out for him, and begins walking.
She checks his lab, and the mess, and his rooms. She checks the pilot's ready room and sick bay, and what she feels as she searches for him is not worry. She cannot worry. She cannot locate him.
She is surrounded by humans, and not one of them is Gaius.
*
"Gaius," she begins.
"It's over," he cuts her off and closes his eyes.
*
Her suit is crumpled.
author:
bantha_fodderfandom: bsg
spoilers: none
disclaimer: i do not own
please do not archive
this is sort of for
lyssie, with thanks, as always, to stars_like_dust.now that the thrill of the massacre's over,
isn't it sweet when she sucks on your veins?
- The Tea Party, Babylon
*
She fits her hand tightly beneath Gaius' chin. His feet dangle above the ground and he gasps for air, but she has calculated the pressure required to stop him from breathing, and she does not exert that force.
He shakes and sweats and the smell is displeasing.
He swears to believe, and she releases his throat and allows him to breathe.
She keeps a firm grip on his cock. Humans are unreliable.
*
"Two socks," says Lieutenant Thrace with a smile.
"Was that two socks, or two pair?" snickers Captain Adama.
Gaius waves a card. "I'm sure you wouldn't know what to do with two pair, Captain."
Six trails her fingers over his shoulders. "Leave here, Gaius," she says. "Come away with me."
He waves a hand at her in dismissal and ups the ante. She moves her hand down his body and strokes him firmly.
"Actually," he says in the middle of Lieutenant Gaeta's bid, "I might just fold."
He runs from the room.
*
The tests are taking some time, and she can tell that Gaius is bored. She leans against the door frame.
"You should eat, Gaius. You don't look well. You're working yourself too hard."
Gaius nods. "Yes," he says. "Yes."
*
"This model," she says. and pauses as Sharon looks at her.
"This model is flawed," she finishes, "you should not talk to her," and Sharon looks back down at the vials.
Sharon cannot see her.
This model is flawed.
*
"Gaius," she croons. She runs a hand up his arm, and he smiles in his sleep. She brings her hand up, traces his face, strokes his hair. He nuzzles into her palm.
"Gaius," she says again. "Do you love me?"
He wakes up.
*
She tries to calculate how many humans are left, but she cannot complete the subroutine.
Too many variables.
Too many humans.
*
"I think we need some time apart," he says.
Six tilts her head. "I'm sorry?" she asks.
"Some time apart." He almost does not stutter. If she did not know him better, she would say that he was not terribly nervous, but she has studied him for some time, and knows his patterns. "I've been thinking," he continues, "that perhaps God thinks you're not necessary to His plan. After all, he rewards me only when you're not around. And he never rewards you."
He gives his head a smug shake, and she reaches out a hand for him. She knows how to wring his little human neck.
Her hand goes through his flesh, and it is because she is insubstantial.
*
Gaius has his hand on Lieutenant Thrace's shoulder, and Lieutenant Thrace shrugs it off. He keeps talking.
Six opens her mouth to inquire of Gaius, "What are you doing?" She emits no sound, and tries again to speak.
He looks pleased with himself, and does not notice her absence.
*
There are humans walking down corridors and stepping through her. They cannot see her. Six ignores them, and turns her head slowly, scanning for Gaius. She completes a full scan of the corridor without locating him, and wonders if a glitch in her program caused her to miss him. She scans again, but the results are the same. She calls out for him, and begins walking.
She checks his lab, and the mess, and his rooms. She checks the pilot's ready room and sick bay, and what she feels as she searches for him is not worry. She cannot worry. She cannot locate him.
She is surrounded by humans, and not one of them is Gaius.
*
"Gaius," she begins.
"It's over," he cuts her off and closes his eyes.
*
Her suit is crumpled.
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(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-28 05:25 am (UTC)"Actually," he says in the middle of Lieutenant Gaeta's bid, "I might just fold."
He runs from the room.
HAHAHAHA!
Her suit is crumpled.
Best kicker ever. Except for your other kickers. Um. Yes. But fabulous!
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Date: 2005-03-30 04:42 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-28 05:41 am (UTC)(grat fic.)
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Date: 2005-03-30 04:43 am (UTC)(thnx)
OMG how LAME is the term 'thnx'?! I feel like yelling "pick a vowel!"
(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-28 06:31 am (UTC)Great ‘fic! Interesting pace and use of the word "subroutine".
Favourite line:
"This model is flawed," she finishes, "you should not talk to her," and Sharon looks back down at the vials.
And score two for the ending! :)
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Date: 2005-03-30 04:45 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2005-03-28 07:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-30 04:46 am (UTC)I'm glad that you enjoyed it.
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Date: 2005-04-16 01:58 pm (UTC)I think about this quite often and try to figure it out......what is Six? She's not real, yet she appears to everyone on Galactica that one time. Then disappears. How did she do that?
I think Adama knew she was a Cylon the minute she tried to seduce him. And I love him for not falling for it. :)
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Date: 2005-03-28 12:12 pm (UTC)Aha.
Love this. (and it's really scary, because I was totally nailing that as a Six/Baltar line, and it IS)
The last line is the clincher. (plus, the suit! I loved the suit!!) Oh! And the bit where she couldn't calculate everything, the subroutines and such.
*loves*
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Date: 2005-03-30 04:48 am (UTC)When I read the line, I had so many thoughts about Six, and it was just perfect for her. Perfect. So, you know, yay you too!
There should be more Six fic.
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Date: 2005-03-30 10:12 am (UTC)And there should be a lot of Six fic (and if you'd said that to me about five weeks ago, I would have told you I hated the walking breasts, and no good could come of fic for her).
Hrm.
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Date: 2005-03-28 03:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-30 04:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-28 04:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-30 04:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-28 04:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-30 04:50 am (UTC)But I should warn you, this is the first time I've written Six. Mostly I write Kara, but I am interested in writing Six again, so we'll see.
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Date: 2005-03-28 04:52 pm (UTC)Okay, enough spazzing. This was lovely, I'm so impressed. You have such an artistic way of writing, it's never boring and never like anyone else. I loved the way it came apart, her losing her grip on him. It's haunting and desperate but in a cold way. Awesome. Thank you very much!
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Date: 2005-03-30 04:51 am (UTC)Six deserves more love. There are so few Six fics, and I'm so glad that you feel I could do her justice. She's surprisingly difficult to write.
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Date: 2005-03-28 04:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-30 04:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-28 11:58 pm (UTC)That was a good read there, chomba
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Date: 2005-03-30 04:52 am (UTC)(...what is 'chomba' ?)
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Date: 2005-03-29 02:29 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-30 04:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-30 08:21 pm (UTC)Favorite lines: He gives his head a smug shake, and she reaches out a hand for him. She knows how to wring his little human neck.
Her hand goes through his flesh, and it is because she is insubstantial.
She is surrounded by humans, and not one of them is Gaius.
Lovely work. :D
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Date: 2005-04-14 10:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-07 03:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-09-16 11:45 am (UTC)Her suit is crumpled
like i said - excellent. you've totally got this thing i'm obsessing about lately, the evocation of tone with oblique asides *yesiamanartwanker* but seriously.
i want to rec this at
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Date: 2006-09-16 11:49 am (UTC)i love this one - i love the relationship between six and gaius so much. i really wanted to write more about six and gaius before the new season started, but i don't think i'll get the chance.
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Date: 2007-03-25 01:02 pm (UTC)I love that last line. Poor Six.
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Date: 2007-03-26 07:35 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-26 08:12 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-07-23 08:29 pm (UTC)Amazing, how many ships with Gaius I like. Gaius/Roslin, Gaius/Gaeta, Gaius/Caprica Six...
"Humans are unreliable."