Commander Cyogreeddie
Cylon Command Staff
Commander Coasta Berahs Shipyards
Posts: 104
Registered: Oct 9, 2010 5:42:00 GMT -6
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Dec 7, 2010 21:59:56 GMT -6
Post by Commander Cyogreeddie on Dec 7, 2010 21:59:56 GMT -6
This is where the Humanoids eat.....
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Dec 9, 2010 20:12:52 GMT -6
Post by D'Anna on Dec 9, 2010 20:12:52 GMT -6
D'Anna finds herself at the doorway to the Galley. She pushes open the door and walks on in. Looking around she sees several models enjoying what looks to be an appetizing meal so she finds a table and sits down in the chair. D'Anna then opens up the menu and begins to look at the options available for her to savor. Her eyes rove over the room as she goes from the menu to the other diners. Finally relieved there is no Cavil amongst them she narrows down her choices.
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Simon Nephra
Cylon
Cylon Model Simon
Simon says....there's more than one of me.
Posts: 22
Registered: Mar 30, 2010 20:38:04 GMT -6
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Dec 9, 2010 21:20:55 GMT -6
Post by Simon Nephra on Dec 9, 2010 21:20:55 GMT -6
Having set up his Medical Center, Simon walks into the Galley. Although Cylons don't really need to eat, their unique human programming requires that they do so. Luckily, Cylons are also able to process the food. Simon walks to the serving line and decides he is in the mood for fruit. Having filled his plate with an assortment of fruits, Simon walks over to an empty table and sits down, ready to eat when he notices the Cavil model known as David sitting not far from him. Simon tries to act as if he doesn't notice him. Muttering to himself, he eats a piece of papaya.
"Damn Cavils, they really are enough to make you lose your appetite."
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Supreme Cavil
Cylon
Cylon Model Cavil
The only good human is....there are none.
Posts: 93
Registered: Jul 28, 2010 15:29:19 GMT -6
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Dec 10, 2010 13:59:13 GMT -6
Post by Supreme Cavil on Dec 10, 2010 13:59:13 GMT -6
Looking over at Simon (which one, he wasn't certain), David shouted over to him.
"I may be old, but I can still hear!"
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Dec 10, 2010 20:23:28 GMT -6
Post by D'Anna on Dec 10, 2010 20:23:28 GMT -6
Listening to the exchange between Simon and Cavil D'Anna smirks then winks at Simon. She leans over and says to Simon "I know just how you feel. Cavil is not one of my favorite models either." she narrows her eyes as she looks toward Cavil.
As the waiter shows up to take her order for the meal D'Anna looks up at him blankly.
"What could the chef prepare for you this evening, Miss?" the waiter smiles at her as he poises his pen over the tablet to write down her request.
"Oh yes, let's see here. I would like to have the chicken breast with raspberry sauce and a tossed salad with raspberry vinagrette dressing. Baked potato and a glass of white wine." she hands him the menu back then turns her gaze toward Cavil. As if daring him to provoke her.
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Dec 12, 2010 17:51:28 GMT -6
Post by D'Anna on Dec 12, 2010 17:51:28 GMT -6
Once D'Anna finished her meal she stood up and leaving the chair ajar from the table walked past the table where Cavil sat. Speaking not one word as she kept her eyes glued on his face she then walks to the doorway and disappears.
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Commander Cyogreeddie
Cylon Command Staff
Commander Coasta Berahs Shipyards
Posts: 104
Registered: Oct 9, 2010 5:42:00 GMT -6
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Dec 13, 2010 19:12:43 GMT -6
Post by Commander Cyogreeddie on Dec 13, 2010 19:12:43 GMT -6
Eddie walks over to the A La Carte section of the galley. The cooks already had his roast beef sandwich [Philly cheese steak] waiting for him, and smile when he picks it up. Eddie makes a mental note to 'address' the XO's nasty habit of calling ahead with these ventures of his. Eddie realizes that the XO is just trying to be efficient, but this is getting annoying. Eddie can't go anywhere on the star without being expected via advanced warnings. At the end of the line, Eddie picks up a container of bottled water and finds a table. As he eats his sandwich, he continues to ponder the strike.
Launch the raiders, jump to the rally point, move off 30km as a safety margin, launch CAP, recover the strike and the CAP.......jump away..............
Eddie thinks that this might be a good time to test the new torpedoes that he has been working on, but decides to stay with the tried and proven standard ship-to-ship missiles; there will be another time to try out the torpedoes....
Eddie chuckles at the thought of 1,800 missiles closing on the target from six different directions from 10km; they will have about 2 minutes to react, and the FLAK guns will NOT get them all......... too many targets at once from too many different directions..... Eddie speaks softly to himself "Sucks to be them..." and finishes his sandwich....
Once his sandwich is finished, Eddie takes the food tray to the scullery, and heads back to the CCC
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Tiberius James
Cylon
Posts: 85
Registered: Dec 18, 2010 23:18:44 GMT -6
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Sept 18, 2011 18:29:43 GMT -6
Post by Tiberius James on Sept 18, 2011 18:29:43 GMT -6
As they had moved closer and closer to the Dining Hall, Nikita had been getting physically and physically closer to Tiberius. Now, she was rubbing her hip against his as she had both hands wrapped tightly around his elbow. She had her shoulders situated to maximize the cleavage available for him to see within the halter top of her outfit, something he knew was a deliberate act. When her left hand reached to his waist while her right hand pulled his elbow against one of those breasts, Tiberius thought she was really pushing her body onto his, to the point of pushing it against his. He remembered how she was with him, he remembered the pleasures, but the way she was overdoing it was beginning to make him feel even more uneasy than he had been.
"Nikita, are you going to order any food, or are you going to just have me right there on the table?" She'd 'had him' before, but it was in a more private surrounding than a galley. Of course their projection could exclude everybody, but they could still be seen. He began to wonder if there was a way out, when Nikita wanted so badly for him to be in. Surely she realized that he might want more than she'd offered before, that sex might have gotten a lot more complex than the wham, bam, thank you man she'd practiced on him in the past.
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nikita
Cylon
Posts: 21
Registered: Sept 6, 2011 23:01:28 GMT -6
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Sept 26, 2011 4:31:14 GMT -6
Post by nikita on Sept 26, 2011 4:31:14 GMT -6
She pulled TJ closer.
"Since I'm buying, we're having seafood. I prefer a good lobster tail to a steak, and shrimp to about anything. Hope you like fish." She made the projection an elegant restaurant with polished wood walls and ceiling, plush carpeting, chandeliers, and ornate doors with beveled glass windows and brass handles. As they got to it, the door opened by themselves. They were met by a Five dressed as a Maitre D.
"I wonder what you did to get him to put that thing on," TJ muttered. Nikita gave him a playful jerk.
"Silly! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Besides, my qualities are for those with something valuable that I want! She knew that he was the one with what she wanted, and she was turning everything she had on him.
When they were seated, another Two came with glasses of champagne and water, and the menus. Tiberius gave the other Two a sharp look and that was when he made a ridiculous comment about doing it in the middle of the room. Nikita reached over to pat his hand.
"You still think I'm that kind of girl, who'd make love to a man on the first date?" She put emphasis on the word 'love'. This was as good as anyplace to start her new approach. She blushed slightly.
"Even before, it wasn't hop in bed the fist night."
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Tiberius James
Cylon
Posts: 85
Registered: Dec 18, 2010 23:18:44 GMT -6
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Sept 26, 2011 21:33:45 GMT -6
Post by Tiberius James on Sept 26, 2011 21:33:45 GMT -6
The salads arrived. He had chosen a red wine viniagrette, and she had chosen white. The greens were crispy, the bacon was real, and the croutons had the right amount of crunch. He took a sip of his wine while he chewed.
"Maybe it wasn't the first night because I have no idea how long you had me in your sights. And there was no 'making love' to it. There wasn't any dinner that night, either. I was the appetizer, the main course, and the dessert."
He wondered what technique she was going to use. Tiberius had experience with Nikita's 'techniques', and she was, to say, highly skilled. Had she been programmed with new positions, new acts, or even new foreplay? Was this part of it? The only thing he could be sure of was her goal. Him. And Scar.
The waiter came and took their orders. The menu, he had to admit, was excellent. It had several dishes for lobster, three for salmon, a number of crab recipes, and more for shrimp than he had ever seen. He ended up ordering one from each category. He would decide on dessert at the right time. He had a good idea what Nikita was intending, but he had no wish to be on the night's fare.
Looking around, he wondered if the other guests saw the same decor as he did, or even if it looked the same to Nikita. That was one of the things about Cylon projection: it could be tailored to the individual mind.
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nikita
Cylon
Posts: 21
Registered: Sept 6, 2011 23:01:28 GMT -6
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Sept 28, 2011 21:16:28 GMT -6
Post by nikita on Sept 28, 2011 21:16:28 GMT -6
This Two - this male - was sitting there, telling what didnt' work, though Nikita knew that it did. Had the war with the meatsacs not gone the way it did, Tiberius would have been firmly hers long before now, and whatever he had with Scar would have been hers as well. He was really helping her buy telling her what would work better than what she had done. Males were so driven by their crotches, even the Cylon ones. They wouldn't admit that, know, but she and her sister Sixes had far too much experience to the contrary to let themselves be told differently.
Nikita looked around the galley and saw a Three sitting there. She did not have the black hair that some of the model chose over the blonde that their prototype, D'Anna Biers, was given. Nikita looked at the Three, and thought about Knothead, the Three that TJ actually had an emotional attachment with. She knew from his brain scans. Part of those scans had involved the introduction of certain sensory inputs and the monitoring off the brain's reactions. When he had first had the brain injury, those scans were part of the routine testing. They were designed to identify anomalies and deviations from proper programming. When she had tested TJ, she had immediately seen how he had responded emotionally as well as physically to the Three Model. When she had accessed the data files and seen that he had been involved with Knothead more than any other Three, she had created specific experiments that showed his emotional responses to her as well as his sexual responses. The first time around, she had worked on his flesh because she had the greatest confidence about success when secucing his body.
With things being what they were now, she could build on tha history and now seek to influence his emotions, and capture his affections. He and Knothead had someting other than the strictly sexual" it had been emotional and even mental. That was what she wanted to create in TJ now, onl have it directed at her.
She knew somehow that Scar was emotionally bonded to TJ, and that Knothead was seen as interference, something that came between the Two and the X-21. She wanted to find out what that was, and go in the opposite direction. She wanted TJ to see her as not something that came between them, but something that fit with them.
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Tiberius James
Cylon
Posts: 85
Registered: Dec 18, 2010 23:18:44 GMT -6
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Oct 9, 2011 22:19:27 GMT -6
Post by Tiberius James on Oct 9, 2011 22:19:27 GMT -6
The lobster tails were superb, and the butter real. None of that margarine stuff. They were able to get it through their own channels. There were Cylon planets that were cultivated and used to grow food animals for the humanoid Cylons. If the body wasn't intended to enjoy sensory stimulation, the Models would not have been designed so much along the human model.
"Tell me, Nikita," Tiberius said nonchalantly as he finished his last lobster tail just as the shrimp sampler was brought, "what do you really have in mind for me?" Tiberius wanted to get at her plan. He could twist it around and make her question it, herself, even her reason for living. There weren't any Cylon suicides, but she could always slip up and have an unfortunate accident because she's distracted. Sixes have their own bag of tricks, but so do Twos.
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nikita
Cylon
Posts: 21
Registered: Sept 6, 2011 23:01:28 GMT -6
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Oct 9, 2011 22:29:44 GMT -6
Post by nikita on Oct 9, 2011 22:29:44 GMT -6
She smiled warmly and shook her head.
"I know what you're thinking, Tiberius James! You're wondering what you can turn against me, just as you're constantly guarding what you say so I can't use it." She put her fork down and put both hands up, fingers spread and palms turned in.
"Why can't we just be us? Let's just let each other be friends, and take it from there." She looked off in the distance. "I remember all those years ago, back on Freyja, when Legionary Commander told us about the new models that could reproduce sexually. You know what I did?I researched and reasearched, and I asked him flat out if the original Models could do that too. All it takes is some modification of our Cylon DNA, based on the new models, and I could have kids!"
She put her elbows on the table and propped her chin on her hands.
"I remember how good your sex is, TJ! What if it could be for procreation, not just recreation?"
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Tiberius James
Cylon
Posts: 85
Registered: Dec 18, 2010 23:18:44 GMT -6
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Oct 9, 2011 22:37:42 GMT -6
Post by Tiberius James on Oct 9, 2011 22:37:42 GMT -6
Tiberius had picked up a piece of deep-fried shrimp, which he promptly dropped into the cocktail sauce. It splattered to all sides, including his shirt. The Two hastily pulled his napkin out of his lap and began to blot at the mess.
"Kids! Don't you remember what happened to Caprica Six and Saul Tigh? What always happens between Cylons. Besides, I haven't heard of any Cylon babies, so that fell by the wayside, and Legionary Commander disappeared with SciClops. So, how would you presume to get our DNA changed if the architect is gone? That is, assuming I'd agree. If we did, then what? Live an uneasy truce day in and day out. What kind of life would the child have then? Are you even thinking of these things?"
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nikita
Cylon
Posts: 21
Registered: Sept 6, 2011 23:01:28 GMT -6
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Oct 15, 2011 17:53:40 GMT -6
Post by nikita on Oct 15, 2011 17:53:40 GMT -6
So simple, these Twos! If he didn't have what I wanted, I'd have never wasted another minute on him! She cut through the thick salmon steak with her fork, and marveled at the flakiness of it. She twiddled the fork around.
"You make a good point, TJ. If the architect of the DNA is gone, who would do it now. But," She leaned forward and looked the skeptical Two in the eye. "what if I'd already had it done?" TJ went on eating, She didn't expect him to drop his shrimp in the cocktail sauce, like a Four might.
"You know, we had plenty of your DNA that we took during your brain surgery. It's been analyzed. We were surprised that it was a little 'different' from the standard model. Something to do with Scar?" TJ didn't shrug, his eyes didn't even change. He's good at hiding his feelings and intentions. Well, so am I.
"But as to the uneasy truce, you're only thinking of that rebel fellow. The rest of the Empire is just as eager to eradicate the meatsacks as the Legion was. And, no, it wouldn't be a bad life for a child. What do you think projection's for? "
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