"They're aren't," she confirms. "It's Felix's pet project more than anything, but..." Freddy seemed so lost when she first met him. Even now, she can tell that he's still struggling to find his place. Maybe he was always like that, or maybe it's the shock of the Nexus, but either way, a job would give him some stability.
"I know Sheriff Rosco has plans, and he's a good cop. Honest. His deputies helped a lot of people during the Khan invasion. You could do some good here, even if it's not like being a cop back home."
She nods a little at Freddy's assessment of her interrogation. She knows better than anyone how weak her poker face is. (Or triad face, in her case, the colonial equivalent of poker.) But when he suggests that they let her go on lack of evidence, she shakes her head. "She would have tried to lock me up anyway. The Cylons had that kind of authority over us." No, she knows very well why Five let her go.
Part of the reason, anyway. Looking up at Freddy, she feels bad for not telling him the whole story. "There was a Five on my ship... a sleeper agent named Caspar. We were... close. Best friends." Maybe more, by the soft look in her eyes. "It was the same five who let me go. Even though he didn't acknowledge it."
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Date: 2017-08-21 12:25 am (UTC)"I know Sheriff Rosco has plans, and he's a good cop. Honest. His deputies helped a lot of people during the Khan invasion. You could do some good here, even if it's not like being a cop back home."
She nods a little at Freddy's assessment of her interrogation. She knows better than anyone how weak her poker face is. (Or triad face, in her case, the colonial equivalent of poker.) But when he suggests that they let her go on lack of evidence, she shakes her head. "She would have tried to lock me up anyway. The Cylons had that kind of authority over us." No, she knows very well why Five let her go.
Part of the reason, anyway. Looking up at Freddy, she feels bad for not telling him the whole story. "There was a Five on my ship... a sleeper agent named Caspar. We were... close. Best friends." Maybe more, by the soft look in her eyes. "It was the same five who let me go. Even though he didn't acknowledge it."