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Mechanically Inclined by Rebellious Rose (rated G)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 2003
Focus: Galen Tyrol (Karl Agathon/Sharon Agathon implied)
Length: 2,200 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rebelliousrose
Author website:rebelliousrose2 (author’s fic journal)
Why this must be read:
I wasn’t going to rec this one this time around, because I’d already recced a Tyrol fic, but every time I even thought of another fic, this one kept pushing its way to the front. Tyrol’s voice in this piece is just so strong and so compelling and so right that I had no choice, really.
Anyway… The Chief fixes things. Usually, these things are mechanical in nature. And what could be more naturally mechanical than a model Eight Cylon and her erstwhile human lover? And there’s that whole friend thing, too…
Poor sad bastard, that Helo. He was why the Chief was here, a wreck in need of repairs. Maybe Starbuck could have helped, but she was off on New Cap, running around in the sunshine and playing with her newest toy, musclebound Anders. And Helo, her best friend, really, Starbuck’s only friend, since she was such a pain in the ass to everyone, was sleepwalking through everything in such a fog of pain it was a wonder he wasn’t crazier than President Baltar. Maybe he was, and nobody had noticed yet, but at least Helo wasn’t talking to himself in the head and dragging himself down the hall with his own clothing.
Mechanically Inclined
Enjoy! :)
Focus: Galen Tyrol (Karl Agathon/Sharon Agathon implied)
Length: 2,200 words
Author on LJ:
rebelliousroseAuthor website:
rebelliousrose2 (author’s fic journal)Why this must be read:
I wasn’t going to rec this one this time around, because I’d already recced a Tyrol fic, but every time I even thought of another fic, this one kept pushing its way to the front. Tyrol’s voice in this piece is just so strong and so compelling and so right that I had no choice, really.
Anyway… The Chief fixes things. Usually, these things are mechanical in nature. And what could be more naturally mechanical than a model Eight Cylon and her erstwhile human lover? And there’s that whole friend thing, too…
Poor sad bastard, that Helo. He was why the Chief was here, a wreck in need of repairs. Maybe Starbuck could have helped, but she was off on New Cap, running around in the sunshine and playing with her newest toy, musclebound Anders. And Helo, her best friend, really, Starbuck’s only friend, since she was such a pain in the ass to everyone, was sleepwalking through everything in such a fog of pain it was a wonder he wasn’t crazier than President Baltar. Maybe he was, and nobody had noticed yet, but at least Helo wasn’t talking to himself in the head and dragging himself down the hall with his own clothing.
Mechanically Inclined
Enjoy! :)
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I dunno about famous, but this fic is fabulous and totally deserves recognition. :)
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