Justice
Cylon Command Staff
Destroyer of Human Pests
I will bring it to the human pests
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Post by Justice on Jan 6, 2012 22:16:08 GMT -6
Where all newly Resurrected Models will arrive.
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Commander Lexi
Cylon Command Staff
Commander
Commander of the Blood Moon
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Registered: Nov 11, 2009 16:52:13 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Lexi on Jan 6, 2012 22:31:05 GMT -6
Lexi had noticed the lights in the passageway began to flicker signaling a new arrival was about to emerge. Not sure if there was a greeting committee she took it upon herself as the Mate of the Supreme Leader to make sure they were comfortable when they arrived.
Lexi laid her notes on the far table and sat down beside the chamber to wait. She checked to make sure they had an ample supply of towels in the warming cabinet and a clean rug for them to step out on.
This part always is unpredictable. It could go fast or it could be drug out.... one just never knows what to expect with a new arrival. Lexi crossed her long legs and leaned on the side of the chamber as she waited. She wondered if she would be alone to make their acquaintance!
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mal
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Cylon, a REAL Cylon
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Post by mal on Jan 6, 2012 22:39:09 GMT -6
All was silent in the resurrection chamber, with the exception of the hum of the electronics running. Not a single person, not even the hybrid, could fully explain what happened next. One of the many tubs in the chamber suddenly became active. though the tub was already programmed for a certain model, the tub was not releasing that model, or any other known model for that matter. with a splash of the goo, the unknown man surfaced, with the sensations and memories of his death on the white fang very vivid. It took him a few seconds to recover from the shock, and another half a minute to verify where he was. The surprise that he resurrected on a basestar almost was too much since the last time he was alive, he thought he was just a clone, nothing more. Another minute had past before he attempted to stand from the tub. His entire body felt weak, as if he was in bed for many years and was just now attempting to walk, but he struggled to force himself through the fatigue and begin making it out of the tub. Mal had returned, and the first thing set in his mind was revenge. Revenge on the one cylon that gave him life to begin with.
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Post by D'Anna on Jan 6, 2012 22:42:13 GMT -6
D'Anna stepped into the room, an almost casual smile on her face at the sight of Lexi. Her heels made a loud clicking sound as she walked across towards the Six, her eyes looking over each of the Resurrection Tubs. Each time she saw them, it reminded her of the last time she'd been reborn. Dying was painful, and to experience it so many time....
Before long, the lights of one particular tub began to glow, indicating new life. She walked over and stood beside Lexi, waiting to help. "Welcome to the 109, Sister, She said to the Six, grabbing a clean white towel for their new sibling. "And welcome back, Brother."
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Commander Lexi
Cylon Command Staff
Commander
Commander of the Blood Moon
Posts: 650
Registered: Nov 11, 2009 16:52:13 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Lexi on Jan 6, 2012 22:49:11 GMT -6
Lexi smiled when D'Anna arrived. She hadn't heard her enter but was very happy to have the company. *D! Thank you! I didn't expect to be in the Res Chamber but this is always fun. Glad you are here to help out*
The Res Chamber hummed and flashed and soon a body rose to the surface.
When the new model surfaced it was a SHOCK to say the least to Lexi! She saw his face and almost gasped out loud. Somehow she was able to contain it and instead stood up and took out an extra large fluffy warm towel. As she turned she averted her eyes out of respect and walked closer holding out the towel to cover him.
She handed off the towel to him and keeping her eyes on his she began to speak softly. She knows how sensitive every sensation can be upon a new arrival.
*hello, I am Lexi. Do you have a name?* she backed away but stayed close enough to help him avoid a fall should he lose his balance. She couldn't shake the feeling that he resembled Jack Reynolds significantly if not perfectly. Not sure how that was possible she didn't dwell on it.
Lexi placed her hand under his forearm to help steady him as he stepped out onto the rug. *there is a warm shower waiting in the other room over there* she nodded with her head as she walked with him toward the room. *don't worry, I am not coming in with you. you have the shower all to yourself but I will be out here in case you need something* she smiled at him friendly but still there was that nagging feeling that she somehow had met this guy before or knew him.
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mal
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Cylon, a REAL Cylon
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Registered: Apr 25, 2012 17:15:05 GMT -6
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Post by mal on Jan 6, 2012 23:52:14 GMT -6
Looking at the Six models only added the final confirmation in his mind about where he was, which only added curiosity to the situation. How the frak did he get there? that would be a question for later, however, as the two began helping him out and to a more comfortable place. He weakly smiled as he spoke since it was his first time to resurrect.
"Thank you, sisters. my name is Mal. What ship have I returned to?"
He needed what information he could get a hold of in order to plan out his next moves. but first he needed a place to call home now that, in his mind, the white fang and the rest of the BCR was gone.
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Commander Lexi
Cylon Command Staff
Commander
Commander of the Blood Moon
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Registered: Nov 11, 2009 16:52:13 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Lexi on Jan 7, 2012 21:03:18 GMT -6
Lexi smiled at him warmly as she held onto his arm helping him toward the shower room with D'Anna holding the other arm.
*This is the Basestar Ares the 109. It is part of the Cylon Empire's Fleet. Our Supreme Leader is named Justice. He is on his FlagStar the 106. I am his mate, Lexi and this is D'Anna. I feel as if I have met you before but not sure how that could be possible. You bear a strong resemblance to a friend of ours named Jack Reynolds. He's Captain of the White Fang, it is a Rebel ship of a mixed crew of Cylons and Humans alike.* As they finally had reached the door Lexi took her hand off of his arm.
*We will be waiting while you clean the goo off of your new body, Mal. If you need anything or can't find something just yell and one of us will come and help.* She motioned toward the cabinet on the far wall. *You should find everything you need in the cabinet over there. And even a set of clothes in the size range that should fit you. We keep a good stock of sizes so feel free to pick out something you like.* Lexi backed away allowing him some privacy and waited for D to join her in the Resurrection Chamber again.
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Post by D'Anna on Jan 7, 2012 21:23:01 GMT -6
Once they helped Mal out of the tub and over towards the showers, D'Anna turned and rejoined Lexi in the Chamber. She couldn't help but have a strange feeling over this... The Three pondered over what her Sister had said to their new arrival. He did strangely resemble Reynolds. Deciding to approach the subject at a later time, D'Anna took a seat and motioned for Lexi to join.
"How long have you been here, Sister? I wasn't even aware you were on board until moments ago."
D crossed her legs, a half smile on her face as they waited for Mal. She was curious as to why the Six was here, not that she wasn't pleased to see her. Lexi was different from all other Sixes for some reason. D'Anna herself felt different from the other Three models though. Maybe it had something to do with her last download?
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mal
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Cylon, a REAL Cylon
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Registered: Apr 25, 2012 17:15:05 GMT -6
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Post by mal on Jan 7, 2012 22:45:04 GMT -6
Heading to the shower, Mal was even more stunned, but struggled not to show it, as the six named Lexi Told him that the BCR and the white fang survived the battle, but so did Jack, and that Jack now ran the BCR. Though, the last part was odd in his mind, The fact that the BCR survived seemed to be the only thing pleasing in his mind at the moment. Making sure his time away from the three and the six was brief, Mal quickly showered and changed into a black semi dress style suit and a dark blue undershirt. Though the entire process was shakey since he never expected to resurrect, or even see the light of day after the explosion on the bridge of the white fang, he still finished relatively quickly. once finished, he walked over to the two women outside the room and spoke with a refreshing smile and attitude.
"It seems I have much explaining not only to you two, but also for myself. I resemble the colonial you know as jack because of a certain cylon traitor that lives among the colonials as a pilot. I think the colonial name he goes by is Alex?"
He could tell that that name held a level of disgust as he watched the two women's looks.
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Commander Lexi
Cylon Command Staff
Commander
Commander of the Blood Moon
Posts: 650
Registered: Nov 11, 2009 16:52:13 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Lexi on Jan 8, 2012 20:52:49 GMT -6
While they waited for Mal to return, Lexi and D talked and caught up a little bit. Lexi drummed her fingers against the arm of the chair softly and smiled when D asked how long she'd been onboard the 109.
*I just got here, D. Justice sent me over to check on the Commander and just see how everyone was getting along since Commander Eddie was taken ill some time ago. Sydell is relatively new to the Empire and Justice just wanted to make sure the Crew was happy with him as a replacement basically. I was on my way to find you when the lights started flashing and I figured help in here was a little more pressing.* Lexi laughed and then turned as Mal came walking back in dressed in a very nice outfit. She whistled in appreciation!
*Well now, Mal, just look at you! Nice, Very Nice!* he mentioned that he was a look alike for Jack due to Alex and Lexi felt her eyebrow raise involuntarily at the mention of the name Alex.
*Alex is known for his unscrupulous methods, Mal. He is not well liked or even very well tolerated among the Empire. His leaving and serving the Colonials is a rather sore subject.* she stood up and walked over to where Mal was standing. She could tell he was unsure of what his next move should be. Lexi placed her hand on his arm to reassure him *You must be hungry. Let's get some food into you. D? Will you show us to the cafeteria please and join us?*
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Post by D'Anna on Jan 9, 2012 1:05:08 GMT -6
D'Anna frowned at the mention of that traitor. She could see Lexi was feeling the same. Her brows furrowed, thinking of it was giving her somewhat of a headache. "Very nice indeed, Mal." D nodded her head in agreement with the Six. "Our lovely Sister here is right, you look hungry." The Three briefly smiled as she stood from her seat and walked over to join Mal and Lexi. She didn't want to think any more of the one who abandoned the Legion to be with some disgusting humans. They had a duty now to make sure Mal got settled in.
Motioning to the door, D'Anna smiled. "I would be glad to join you two. If you'll follow me then..." She walked out of the Resurrection Chamber and down the corridors to the Galley.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2012 21:45:07 GMT -6
Emerging from the tank, the man took a deep breath as he gripped the sides of the tubs; spotting Centurions on both sides with a towel and uniform. Taking a deep breath of the new oxygen, he knew it would be a while till they accepted him for who he was as he gripped onto the metallic hand. Wrapping the towel around him, he peered into the chrome to look over his updated Seven body; "I need to make contact with the Commander of this ship...I have the location of the colonials and defense codes to Terra."
Nodding, the Centurions started forward as he followed as he gripped onto the towel.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2012 19:54:53 GMT -6
The beautiful blonde lays in the tub awaiting for her memories and life to emerge into the new body. Her old life, Helena, was destoried by herself in order to regenerate a better and stronger form of the model.
After a few minutes the memories begin to transfer, Centurions await for the model to awaken. Her eyes move, fluttering around as the memories flash in the brain... until suddenly her eyes fly open.
Slowly standing with the Centurions handing her a towel. " Thank you... now lets continue what we started.. hmm?" looking at her Centurion friends. Quickly getting dressed, "But first I think I may need to check into the ship." Walking out with her friends at her heels she walks out into the corridor.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2012 23:23:14 GMT -6
A shell lays in the tub of goo, awaiting for her life to be awaken. Every model has their unique characteristics, quirks that make them different from the others. But in each model there are differences. Like multiple births no one Cylon is the same. As the eyes open, breath enters into the lungs, the brain electric current sparks. Life is brought to the shell... the shell of an Eight.
Arising from the goo, gasping like having a nightmare or brain overload the Eight grips the tub sides as she tries to stand. Time brought to full force, memories fresh for this model... a clear slate for molding. But that doesnt mean she doesnt have personality already. Fire and strong will grows into the Eight's body as she gets a hold of what is going on. Something about her is dangerous.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2012 15:42:35 GMT -6
A body of the Six lays motionless in the goo, every curl, every curve covered. Centurions standing guard as the memories quickly enter the mind of the Six. Though the old Alexis was somewhat sweet... would she be again? Would her untimely demise change her sweetness into something more of what a Six should be?
Her green eyes flicker open as she gasp for oxygen, memories flashing in her mind of Alexis... no other person in her mind... just her death and the sound of metal being broken. Quickly grabbing a towel, the woman gets out of the tub and changes clothes before briskly walking into the Corridors.
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