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The Gift of Hermes, by brennanspeaks (G)
Hey there! I'm Trovia and I'm going to rec some BSG fic for you in this time of summer heat (at least where I am) when you undoubtedly have nothing better to do than sit in front of a computer. I'm a fan of Gaeta as well as unusual character combinations and minor characters, so that's what you're about to get.
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 2003
Pairing: none (Romo Lampkin, Felix Gaeta, Tom Zarek, Bill Adama, Lee Adama)
Length: ~ 8000 words
Author on LJ:
brennanspeaks
Author Website: fic list
Why this must be read: There are two things we don't have enough of in this fandom. One of them is gen, and one of them is ensemble fic written by people who actually like all the characters that appear in the story. "The Gift of Hermes" delivers on both accounts, which makes it pretty special to start with. It's the story of how Gaeta had a trial after the mutiny, with Romo Lampkin cast as his lawyer. It's also a very well-drafted courtroom drama, reminiscent of Baltar's trial only insofar that both Gaeta and Baltar are unlikely to win. Contrary to the show, this one makes sense. It also delivers some excellent characterizations, even of the supportive characters. I especially remember Admiral Adama and his complex relationship with Gaeta. You'll know more about the characters after having read this one. That's rare, in my book, and pretty cool.
Granted, the situation had hardly been ideal for observation, but as he sat across from his new client, Romo Lampkin wondered why during that whole asylum of a trial he’d never noticed what a smart mouth Felix Gaeta had.
“So, I’m guessing you’re not doing this for the dubious fame and glory, so why are you here?”
Romo offered an exaggerated yawn in response. “It’s certainly not because I like you, Mr. Gaeta, let’s be clear about that.”
The disgraced Lieutenant blew smoke in Romo’s face. “They’re compensating you well for this, I assume.”
Romo barely held back a snort of derision. Yeah, currency is worth its weight in dog droppings, and this kid thinks I’m getting rich. “They’re not paying me a damn thing.”
The Gift of Hermes
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 2003
Pairing: none (Romo Lampkin, Felix Gaeta, Tom Zarek, Bill Adama, Lee Adama)
Length: ~ 8000 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: fic list
Why this must be read: There are two things we don't have enough of in this fandom. One of them is gen, and one of them is ensemble fic written by people who actually like all the characters that appear in the story. "The Gift of Hermes" delivers on both accounts, which makes it pretty special to start with. It's the story of how Gaeta had a trial after the mutiny, with Romo Lampkin cast as his lawyer. It's also a very well-drafted courtroom drama, reminiscent of Baltar's trial only insofar that both Gaeta and Baltar are unlikely to win. Contrary to the show, this one makes sense. It also delivers some excellent characterizations, even of the supportive characters. I especially remember Admiral Adama and his complex relationship with Gaeta. You'll know more about the characters after having read this one. That's rare, in my book, and pretty cool.
Granted, the situation had hardly been ideal for observation, but as he sat across from his new client, Romo Lampkin wondered why during that whole asylum of a trial he’d never noticed what a smart mouth Felix Gaeta had.
“So, I’m guessing you’re not doing this for the dubious fame and glory, so why are you here?”
Romo offered an exaggerated yawn in response. “It’s certainly not because I like you, Mr. Gaeta, let’s be clear about that.”
The disgraced Lieutenant blew smoke in Romo’s face. “They’re compensating you well for this, I assume.”
Romo barely held back a snort of derision. Yeah, currency is worth its weight in dog droppings, and this kid thinks I’m getting rich. “They’re not paying me a damn thing.”
The Gift of Hermes