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Walls of Steel and Glass by repr0b8 (G)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 2003
Pairing: Helo/Sharon
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
repr0b8
Author Website: Kindreds
Why this must be read:
Set during after Resurrection Ship 2, but with shadows of Epiphanies, this is a very matter-of-fact look at Helo and Sharon from Helo’s point of view. On the surface, it’s a somewhat hopeless fic, depicting the how stagnant their lives had become with nothing to look forward to but more of the same, Sharon locked in a cage and Helo going through the motions of a life, but not truly living. But Helo is a stubborn man, unwilling to let things be, persevering against whatever is thrown at him…
“Sharon...”
He looked back through the glass towards the figure that sat against the far wall, her legs crossed beneath her, her eyes closed. The child she carried stretched the fabric of the plain sweats she wore, and he wondered if her bare feet were as cold as he thought they must be.
“Sharon...pick up the phone.”
There were twenty seven feet between where he stood and where she sat. Two inches of glass separated the air he breathed from the air she breathed. Twenty three hours of time existed between each visit he was permitted.
The distance she had put between them was greater than any of those things.
“Please pick up the phone.”
I hope you enjoy this angsty little piece as much as I did, and re-reading it to get an excerpt for this post was no different from when I first read it, many months ago. The fic definitely holds its own against the test of time and canon. But, um, do me a favor? Just read the fic and maybe post a comment to it, if you feel so moved. Don’t read the comments that are already there, ‘cause, well, I seem to have been an emo headcase at the time and it’s a little embarrassing. :P
Walls of Steel and Glass
Pairing: Helo/Sharon
Author on LJ:
repr0b8Author Website: Kindreds
Why this must be read:
Set during after Resurrection Ship 2, but with shadows of Epiphanies, this is a very matter-of-fact look at Helo and Sharon from Helo’s point of view. On the surface, it’s a somewhat hopeless fic, depicting the how stagnant their lives had become with nothing to look forward to but more of the same, Sharon locked in a cage and Helo going through the motions of a life, but not truly living. But Helo is a stubborn man, unwilling to let things be, persevering against whatever is thrown at him…
“Sharon...”
He looked back through the glass towards the figure that sat against the far wall, her legs crossed beneath her, her eyes closed. The child she carried stretched the fabric of the plain sweats she wore, and he wondered if her bare feet were as cold as he thought they must be.
“Sharon...pick up the phone.”
There were twenty seven feet between where he stood and where she sat. Two inches of glass separated the air he breathed from the air she breathed. Twenty three hours of time existed between each visit he was permitted.
The distance she had put between them was greater than any of those things.
“Please pick up the phone.”
I hope you enjoy this angsty little piece as much as I did, and re-reading it to get an excerpt for this post was no different from when I first read it, many months ago. The fic definitely holds its own against the test of time and canon. But, um, do me a favor? Just read the fic and maybe post a comment to it, if you feel so moved. Don’t read the comments that are already there, ‘cause, well, I seem to have been an emo headcase at the time and it’s a little embarrassing. :P
Walls of Steel and Glass