I'm running out of reasons to not turn myself off permanently without resurrection.
- Mood:
listless
That is oddly accuate. I feel as if I shall always be alone here. A hundred years. I wonder how many times I shall die in that period. Die alone.
- Mood:
melancholy
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- Mood:
okay
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( More of them because I am bored )
- Mood:
bored
I've actually watched a movie. My first one. V for Vendetta. It was heartbreaking.
- Mood:
sad
I'm not quite sure what to write here, or even if someone will read it. Though I suppose that doesn't matter, people reading what I've written. It's all stored in chips and data anyways.
I woke up and it was there, in my room. I'm careful not to let the other girl see it, or she'll have questions, I'm sure. I'm not sure what to tell her anyways, considering I've barely seen her in the time we've supposedly been sharing a room.
But it's there, taunting me almost. It's telling me that it's coming, sooner or later. I'm not scared of course, death isn't something for a cylon to be scared of. But knowing that it's coming, and not knowing when, is a bit maddening.
It makes me wonder who will do it. Most of my suspicion rests on Laura. I wonder if she's ever killed anyone before. Killed with her bare hands. Maybe once she's done it, she'll know what it's like to be one of us. Sometimes I'm quite sure she is one. It makes me want to find out.
The first time I saw a baby, I killed it. Its neck was so fragile. And easily breakable.
So until then, I wait. Wait for something to come along, and I'll wake up there, in that liquid. At least I hope I will. There is no resurrection ship, so I don't know if it will work. But being here makes it seem like it will. After all, there is no hybrid here.
Sometimes I wonder if I miss Gaius at all. After all, he's here inside me. I feel him. Even if he speaks to only me.
But Gaius is another topic for another discussion.
I woke up and it was there, in my room. I'm careful not to let the other girl see it, or she'll have questions, I'm sure. I'm not sure what to tell her anyways, considering I've barely seen her in the time we've supposedly been sharing a room.
But it's there, taunting me almost. It's telling me that it's coming, sooner or later. I'm not scared of course, death isn't something for a cylon to be scared of. But knowing that it's coming, and not knowing when, is a bit maddening.
It makes me wonder who will do it. Most of my suspicion rests on Laura. I wonder if she's ever killed anyone before. Killed with her bare hands. Maybe once she's done it, she'll know what it's like to be one of us. Sometimes I'm quite sure she is one. It makes me want to find out.
The first time I saw a baby, I killed it. Its neck was so fragile. And easily breakable.
So until then, I wait. Wait for something to come along, and I'll wake up there, in that liquid. At least I hope I will. There is no resurrection ship, so I don't know if it will work. But being here makes it seem like it will. After all, there is no hybrid here.
Sometimes I wonder if I miss Gaius at all. After all, he's here inside me. I feel him. Even if he speaks to only me.
But Gaius is another topic for another discussion.
- Mood:
scared
I never know if people care enough to have me post things in here or not.
Hm.
Hm.
- Mood:
contemplative
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