Talnar watched as the ones called Starbuck and Boomer attended to the injured one. He knew that the pilot was bad off, but the way they kept nervously watching him, he could tell that he was getting worse...They had placed a damp cloth on the pilot's forehead to bring the fever down. But this did not stop him from mumbling incoherently in his delirium.
He thought of how their escape would play out. But then a thought occurred to him. If the other Cylons come to the warriors when they are loading the pilot onto the plane, the pilot would be completely vulnerable and an easy target. He looked down at his special vest that Dr. Cyprus had made. Then, he knew what he had to do. He would give the vest to the pilot and leave himself vulnerable. He knew it was what Dr. Cyprus would have wanted.
"After I leave, put this vest on him. It will protect him from any more harm," Talnar said.
"But what about you?" Starbuck asked.
"I will be fine."
"Fornax, a centurion has arrived from Count Baltar."
Fornax turned to face his centurion. "From Count Baltar himself? Well, well, send him in."
"At your command." The centurion was gone only a little while before Talnar entered.
"Welcome, centurion. What is the news from Baltar?"
"Count Baltar is angry with you, Fornax."
"Angry with me? But why?"
"His Baseship is at this moment just out of your scanner range, but he has been monitoring this planet and has picked up the humans you seek. They are in the opposite direction that your garrison is searching...But he is giving you a chance to prove yourself a semi-reliable IL."
"I see," he paused. "Centurions, send all available troops in search of the warriors in the opposite direction that they are searching."
"By your command," they replied in unison.
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Unexpected Redemption (A Battlestar Galactica 1978 FanFiction)
FanficWhen Apollo's viper is damaged, he is forced to land on a planet with unknown inhabitants. After sustaining severe injuries, he receives help from the most unexpected place.
