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Congratulations! You've been granted one wish. What is it?

Only one wish?

Sorry ... no.

The only way I'll play this little mind game is if I get the stereotypical fairy-tale three wishes. Otherwise it's not even worth the waste of time and mental energy.

( You can probably even guess what they'd be ... spoiler for Crossroads pt. 1 )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 258

Current Mood: cynical

Picture Prompt: Forest Creek

Kobol.

It hits Adama in the face even before he steps out of the Raptor. The green smell. A rich wave of air rolls over them, cleansed by the life processes of a planet instead of ship's filters, fecund with all the aromas of growth. After all the long months spent shipboard, the scent is intoxicating.

So is the scenery, as they wend their way into the mountains west of the City of the Gods, Chief Tyrol on point, followed by a still-uncertain-looking Billy Keikeya, himself bringing up the rear. The trees, bands of hardwood and evergreen, a riot of ferny undergrowth beneath them, the singing of birds and the rustling of small animals ... Kobol is alive like no other planet he's seen. The sheer vibrancy of their surroundings seems to bode well for healing old wounds, making new beginnings.

( Kobol's Price. Spoilers for ep. 2.07, 'Home pt 2' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 731

Current Mood: worried
Current Music: birdsong and flowing water

No surprises here ...

You scored as Officer. Officer, you're the brass. The leader of the bunch. You have leadership qualities, or you have a really big ego. Most likely both. You know how to get things done, and don't care who you have to kill to get them done. Your a person with a mission and to stand in your way means pain. You have gumption and intelligence to back it up.

Hold the line!!! AND SOMEONE GET ME A STARBUCKS!!!

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Special Ops

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Kara, is there some reason why they're referring to you in the plural? ~~Because that worries me.~~

Current Mood: relaxed

If you could read my mind right now… Talk about a conversation when what you said was not what you were thinking.

"So we have no idea how she got off Galactica." Laura Roslin smiles and nods at me as she accepts the glass of water I offer, but her gray eyes are pensive as I take a seat beside her on my couch.

She. Shelly Godfrey. Blond bombshell scientist, accuser of Gaius Baltar and now, by all the evidence, a Cylon agent. She vanished from my ship leaving nothing but a pair of glasses and Baltar's exoneration behind her.

( What happened? Set shortly after episode 1.07, 'Six Degrees of Separation' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 754
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Current Mood: Too damn eager ...

Religion

William Adama has no religion.

He's not sure if he ever really had any. He attended Temple observances with his family, but his rationalist accountant mother and intellectual lawyer father treated these weekly occasions as times to socialize and network, not as anything that had much impact on the way they viewed the world. After he left childhood behind, the First Cylon War ensured that he and the Lords of Kobol would never be on speaking terms. Athena had no place in those battles that he could see, and the chaos and death came from mundane forces, not the gods ... not even one as cruel and capricious as Ares.

But then the worlds ended, and the Lords started cropping up in the damnedest places. Presidential policy decisions, for example.

( Scriptural Dilemmas ... set during the final scene of 'Home pt. 1' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 784

Current Mood: determined

OOC:

admiral_adama and

kia_holtz's mun will be away from the net for a few days. Prompts are all caught up, and comments will resume Thursday evening to Friday morning-ish.

Have a fun Fourth if you celebrate it, or even if you don't. ^_^ Just don't go blowing up the fireworks table, 'kay? *flashing back to one of Bill's more vivid childhood memories*

Current Mood: dorky

You've just won an award! What would it be and why?

Note from mun: Of course, the first thing that jumped to my mind upon seeing this prompt was the Tammy Award Bill won for Saddest Prompt. I was surprised and deeply honored by winning a writing award, especially given the high quality of the other responses nominated. I'd be remiss if I didn't offer heartfelt (if belated *^_^*) thanks to all involved. If you missed Bill's acceptance speech, you can check it out here. ;)

But the Admiral is thinking of another award ...

I've won a few awards in my life, for a variety of reasons. You'd think they'd all be causes for pride and satisfaction, but some aren't.

( For Years of Courageous Service, contains spoilers for ep. 3.08, 'Hero' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 358

Current Mood: humbled

... to remind folks that Tammy Awards voting ends at noon Pacific time on Friday the 8th. Only muses active in a writing comm over the past year can vote, but you *can* vote with up to six of 'em if you've got them. ;) I'm also offering up the following not-so-subtle hint:

(Thanks for the poster,

nnaylime! ^_^)

Bill and I also want to congratulate all the muses with whom he's interacted that got noms, both those from BSG and those from elsewhere! See you at Joe's afterwards. ;)

( Here's links to the voting posts, if anyone needs them. )

Current Mood: excited

If you could completely start your life over from scratch, what would you do differently the second time around (if anything)? Why?

I've said it before; I'll say it again. I'm not here to navel-gaze.

Mistakes and wrong choices ... fix them if you can, learn from them regardless, but wishing you could go back and change them is pointless. All our lives are woven of both our actions and the actions of others. Pull on enough threads, the tapestry unravels. But even reweaving from the beginning may not get you the picture you want.

( Choices and Changes )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 372

Current Mood: pensive

Tell the story of one of your past scars.

If scars tell stories, then William Adama's body wears an anthology.

Most of those marks could not easily be seen by an observer, even were the observer to examine him as he examines himself now, shirtless and facing the mirror in his head. They date to the First Cylon War and even earlier; forty-plus years have rendered them nearly or totally invisible against the mellow tan of his skin. He, however, can still find them by sight or touch as needed, remembering their stories ... and their lessons.

A handful of scars do stand out, recent enough to still be obvious. Command responsibilities can take the man off the front lines, but every so often the front lines come to him.

( Bill's Scars, spoilers up to 3.11, 'The Eye of Jupiter' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 605

Current Mood: somber

Write a fan letter.

A fan letter?

You're not serious.

...

You are serious.

~~Well, frak me sideways with a brick.~~ Fine. Great. Why stop at just one then?

( Bill's Letters, spoilers through 3.20, Crossroads pt. 2 )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 433

Current Mood: snarky

... so very fragile.

( Spoilers for episode 3.17, 'Maelstrom' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 453

Current Mood: devastated

William Adama sits at his desk in his quarters, updating the ship's logbook. He fills a few pages with the day's events, his movements brisk and spare as they ever are. Once done with the official document, he sets the book aside and pulls out his own personal log, only to stare at it, sitting in front of him, for long minutes.

At last he stands and crosses to his sideboard to get himself a drink. Not ambrosia ... he doesn't want sweet right now. Were an observer standing next to him, he or she might notice a faint tremor in the Admiral's hands as he pours. Or perhaps not. He has long experience concealing such things, even when alone.

After knocking back his shot, he returns to his desk and begins.

I never thought I'd say this, but ...

( Spoilers for ep 3:13, 'Taking a Break from All Your Worries' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 518

Current Mood: moody

Talk about one thing you hope to do in the upcoming year that you have never done before. It could be something significant or something trivial.

Find the balance.

In all my life, I've never achieved a balance between my personal and professional lives that worked. I've always swung too far one way or the other, and others have always paid the price.

( And that price has been too damn high ... )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 499
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Current Mood: troubled
Current Location: my quarters

Past time I made the mun start posting these things on her journal.


	William Adama walked on water, then discovered that they were the second coming.
	... afterward, William Adama found 10 bucks under the couch.
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Current Mood: crushed

If you could change one aspect of your society, what would it be?

The desperation.

It filled nearly every set of eyes I saw after Cylon bombardment destroyed the Twelve Colonies. The terrified, overwhelmed desperation of rook soldiers facing their first fire ... except most of these people weren't soldiers.

They were civilians, with no training, no preparation, not even the thought that they might one day be caught up in the middle of a brutal war with an implacable enemy. They had to learn, inch by inch, to cope, because the only choices were cope or die. A few chose the latter.

For most, the will to live was more powerful than loss, confinement, deprivation and the constant threat of death. We went on because some remnant of humanity, no matter how small, had to survive and remember. But the desperation still lived in the back of their eyes, impossible to erase.

( Until ... )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 355

Current Mood: worried

Road Trips, Expected and Unexpected

Bill Adama was bored.

Bored. BoredboredBOREDboredbored.

He didn't think he'd ever been this bored in all his twelve years.

( You never know what you'll become at the end of the road ... )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 790

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: Bear McCreary - Adama's Choice

What keeps you up at night?

It's not so much what, as who.

You can lower the raised eyebrows. I'm not talking about sex. Wish I was.

Faces are what keep me up at night right now, the faces of those I love ... those I abandoned on New Caprica.

( Spoilers through 3.05, 'Collaborators' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 584

Current Mood: worried

Tell the truth about something you usually lie about.

The truth is ... William Adama is not the Admiral.

That sounds so obvious, so pat. But that's the lie I live, day in and day out. I pull on the mantle of the Admiral every morning with my uniform and go out to be the paragon my crew needs me to be. The strong, forthright leader. The brilliant tactician. The just and honest decision-maker. The benevolent father figure-- if they only knew the irony there. Whatever it is they need, I become.

Sometimes I wonder how much of William Adama exists in any of it.

William Adama is an ordinary man. He gets as scared and depressed and indecisive as anyone else--more so even. He's had his moments of weakness and despair, and has given in to some of them. He has a load of lead weights of regret in his past, things he's said and done that no one knows about. No one still alive, anyway.

William Adama is human. With all the imperfection that implies. The Admiral is ... Zeus incarnate.

A handful of people--Saul, Laura, Lee, Kara--still get glimpses of the man behind the paragon now and again. But even those closest to me are under my command or under my protection. They need the Admiral too. All of humanity does.

What I wouldn't give for someone to just need William right now ...

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 227

Current Mood: depressed
Current Music: Glass, Philip - Metamorphosis One

Name one thing about human nature that puzzles you.

OOC from mun: 2 important points before you read ... Kia Holtz is an OC of mine who insisted on crashing this post. If you'd like to learn more about her, check out her

original_muses journal,

kia_holtz. And while this post does not exceed an R rating, I still feel bound to mention that THERE IS DISTURBING MATERIAL discussed behind the cut. Yeah, I know. Disturbing is par for the course for many TM journals ... but still. Humor me. ;)

Puzzles me?

Try enrages me.

As in, makes me want to reach out and snap a neck more than any Cylon ever created.

Yeah. That kind of rage. The python.

( Set two days after 'Black Market' )

Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 1700

Current Mood: wrestling the python
Current Location: The Observation Deck

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