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Krenzik's War by Manipulator (T)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 2003
Pairing: Jay Krenzik/Diana Thalyka (OMC/OFC)
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themanipulator
Author Website: Manipulator’s fan fic on ff.net
Why this must be read:
Krenzik’s War follows Jay Krenzik, a mechanic aboard the freighter Lady of Libron II, from the day the Cylons attacked through all of season one. The link below is to the first part of this eight-part fic and from the very first, the author gives us a richly detailed and believable look at the workings of the civilian side of the fleet. Krenzik’s War doesn’t follow any of the canon characters of the show, but they do make appearances in each “episode” of this fic and its sequels, Shadows and Reflections (written with ViperChickKaliyla) and Krenzik’s War II. In my humble opinion, this is what the BSG novels that have been published should have been.
Jay Krenzik grows and changes over time and you come to care for him and his crewmen as they become more deeply embroiled in the inner workings of the fleet, through dealings both legitimate and illicit. We see the major events of each episode of the first season filtered through Jay’s experiences and beliefs, including the misperceptions that an outsider can have in regard to politics and military policy.
Krenzik’s War (and its sequels) is a microcosm of the larger BSG universe and gives us a better insight into the lives of the “rag tag fleet” under Galactica’s protection and it is well worth the read.
I was surprised our little FTL didn't go on the blink sooner. A short-range freighter wasn't designed to jump more than once or twice in a day, let alone 228 times, each jump 33 minutes apart.
Mangan, our FTL tech stared at the console, tapped in codes and protocols on the keyboard, with his usual patience, but in his eyes you could see the strain, frustration, and the dark circles of exhaustion.
He muttered under his breath, then slid his card into the maglock on the circuit panel.
I peered over his shoulder, only vaguely understanding the code, and stats onscreen. The only reason I was even back here with him, and not up front maintaining the engines, was that I had started the company FTL certification course three weeks ago. Caffery, the foreman, was the only other FTL-certified hand down below, and he was keeping the rest of the knuckledraggers on point.
"Krenzik," Mangan told me. "Go back to the shop. I need a new diagnostic card."
I ran up the ladder, almost forgetting to slide my badge in the reader to open the hatch at the top. I'd forgotten how hot the engine room above was, but that's where I spent most of my workdays. I'd forgotten a lot of other things too, in the last few days. My mother, my friends, everyone I ever knew, beyond the other 15 souls on this old tub, were dead and gone. And that was just fine. Keep it nice and simple. Keep the old girl running, stay alive, and hope we can jump out while Galactica holds off the cylons. We can't mourn if we're with the dead.
If you enjoy this first chapter, the others are all available at the above link to Manipulator’s ff.net profile.
Krenzik’s War, part 1
Pairing: Jay Krenzik/Diana Thalyka (OMC/OFC)
Author on LJ:
themanipulatorAuthor Website: Manipulator’s fan fic on ff.net
Why this must be read:
Krenzik’s War follows Jay Krenzik, a mechanic aboard the freighter Lady of Libron II, from the day the Cylons attacked through all of season one. The link below is to the first part of this eight-part fic and from the very first, the author gives us a richly detailed and believable look at the workings of the civilian side of the fleet. Krenzik’s War doesn’t follow any of the canon characters of the show, but they do make appearances in each “episode” of this fic and its sequels, Shadows and Reflections (written with ViperChickKaliyla) and Krenzik’s War II. In my humble opinion, this is what the BSG novels that have been published should have been.
Jay Krenzik grows and changes over time and you come to care for him and his crewmen as they become more deeply embroiled in the inner workings of the fleet, through dealings both legitimate and illicit. We see the major events of each episode of the first season filtered through Jay’s experiences and beliefs, including the misperceptions that an outsider can have in regard to politics and military policy.
Krenzik’s War (and its sequels) is a microcosm of the larger BSG universe and gives us a better insight into the lives of the “rag tag fleet” under Galactica’s protection and it is well worth the read.
I was surprised our little FTL didn't go on the blink sooner. A short-range freighter wasn't designed to jump more than once or twice in a day, let alone 228 times, each jump 33 minutes apart.
Mangan, our FTL tech stared at the console, tapped in codes and protocols on the keyboard, with his usual patience, but in his eyes you could see the strain, frustration, and the dark circles of exhaustion.
He muttered under his breath, then slid his card into the maglock on the circuit panel.
I peered over his shoulder, only vaguely understanding the code, and stats onscreen. The only reason I was even back here with him, and not up front maintaining the engines, was that I had started the company FTL certification course three weeks ago. Caffery, the foreman, was the only other FTL-certified hand down below, and he was keeping the rest of the knuckledraggers on point.
"Krenzik," Mangan told me. "Go back to the shop. I need a new diagnostic card."
I ran up the ladder, almost forgetting to slide my badge in the reader to open the hatch at the top. I'd forgotten how hot the engine room above was, but that's where I spent most of my workdays. I'd forgotten a lot of other things too, in the last few days. My mother, my friends, everyone I ever knew, beyond the other 15 souls on this old tub, were dead and gone. And that was just fine. Keep it nice and simple. Keep the old girl running, stay alive, and hope we can jump out while Galactica holds off the cylons. We can't mourn if we're with the dead.
If you enjoy this first chapter, the others are all available at the above link to Manipulator’s ff.net profile.
Krenzik’s War, part 1