Leyla "Sweet Pea" Aydin

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Lieutenant Leyla Aylin "Sweet Pea" Aydin

Kiele Sanchez as Leyla Aylin "Sweet Pea" Aydin

Personal

Alias:	Peapod, Lala, Pea-Pea, Sweetiepea, Sweets, Ley
Age:	26 (04 Nov 2015)
Features:	Caramel toffee brown hair. Hazel eyes. 5'2", 110 lbs.
Colony:	Tauron

Professional

Rank:	Lieutenant
Department:	Air Wing: VAQ-141 "Harriers"
Position:	Raptor Pilot

Most things break, including hearts. The lessons of life amount not to wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus.

— Wallace Stegner

Table of Contents

Background

Born and raised in The Black Country of Tauron, Leyla comes from a, by Taurian standards, small family of three boys and two girls. From hard-working stock, Leyla spent more than her fair share of time working off the books with her mother in the sweatshops of the Country. Art, predominantly found object and metal sculpture did quite a lot to help the girl escape from the hopelessness of her economic situation. But it was a favour called in by her grandfather that got her a nomination to The Fleet Academy, where she majored in Astrophysics, and upon graduation went on to Flight School, where she started out in the ECO pipeline, but was quickly shunted to Raptor Pilot. Her first duty station was aboard the BS-107 Hephaestus, before being assigned aboard the BS-132 Cerberus, barely a week before Warday. Her initial assignment was to the Early Elevens, where she was paired with ECO LT Jeremih "Shortbus" Snowdon, but as of 26 Aug 2041 AE, she was approved for transfer to the VAQ-141 "Harriers". Her current ECO is LTJG Marko "Flasher" Scaurus.

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Low-brow, low-rent, low class baby factories of questionable moral character. Did I miss anything? Well, I'm sure there's some Caprican or Virgan will fill in the blanks for you. So, that's me, that's us. Taurians. But looking in is a hell of a lot different than looking out. I was born to a relatively small family, just five of us, three brothers, Emre, Ali and Baruk; me and my baby sister, Salima. Yes, two parents. Aylin and Emin. Working class, making what we could out in the Black Country. Everyone worked, everyone contributed to keep the family going. Honor was paramount, and memory was long. Families feuded, sometimes for years, so long that the reasons faded into memory, and just the hostility remained. Such was the case in my family. The Aydins have had a hate on for the Brans since, well, no one can really remember when, but one thing's for sure. If I met one, I wouldn't use someone else's water to put them out if they were on fire. But enough about that, for now, me. Childhood, hard work, and going to help my mother in the factory. I worked with her, increased her production, made money for the family off the books until I was old enough. School, tolerable. There's not much, just enough to get you through in my town. Enough to get you into the labour force. Nobody ever dreams of anything more. Friends, well, whatever guttersnipes I could find to pal around with when time and school and work allowed, which wasn't often.

I didn't have much, but I was determined to make the most of what life had given me. Not for me the life of children and being locked away in a kitchen. As normal a childhood as you could wish for in the Country, I suppose. Not much to get you motivated, get you looking out for anyone except number one, even if you might wish it were different. The only way I ever found to try to break out was through art. Sculpture, mostly, mainly. Just scraps, bits and pieces, whatever I could cobble together from the junk piles. Metal, glass, enough gas to fire up a torch. I didn't have any sort of real training, but I could read books, I could watch videos, and I had determination, at least. But it seemed as though someone must have been looking out for me. Not my parents, but my Grandfather, who, years ago, could have told you stories about the might of Taurian industry. He was an engineer, working at Delphic Industries, one of the largest research and weapon conglomerates on the planet, at least back when there was still weapons to manufacture for the First Cylon War.

I don't know why he waited to choose me. Maybe he just got tired of seeing his progeny doing little to nothing but working from sunup to sundown. Maybe he saw some of me in himself. Maybe he just spun a wheel and the needle landed on me. But regardless, I found myself with a letter in the mail, just after I turned 16. An offer of a nomination to Fleet Academy, if I could pass the application process, which was not easy. Have you ever been lost in a dark room, and the tiniest match flame looks as bright as the sun? That's what that letter was like to me. And from the moment I got that letter, it was like a fire had been lit under me. I was determined to not only apply, but to be accepted. I may not come from money or privilege, but I come from a people who are used to hard work. And I used that for every ounce of grit and gumption it was worth. And finally, on the day I turned 17, I submitted my application to the Academy.

The light, that started as a match turned into a bonfire. Going to the Academy, being, for the first time, in an atmosphere where learning was paramount, at least as far as the instructors were concerned was like a revelation. All of the things I think I had secretly missed without knowing it, all came back to me. I found two loves, as it were. Astronomy and Physics. I think, at the beginning, it was my enthusiasm that kept me going, got me working late into the nights with remedial math classes, trying to catch up to people who were already, in terms of real education, years ahead of me. But I discovered that I had a real aptitude for it, and I focused on physics as my science, when I picked out the classes for my degree. I suppose I could have gone the easy route, done something with literature, or maybe liberal arts, the sort of cake courses a lot of the plebes in my class were working on, but I suppose I didn't want to coast, not when I had had a whole new world opened up to me. And I sure as hell wasn't going to let that frak-ass Bran get the better of me. Just like them to send one of their own out here, just to try to show us up. No, I wanted to wring every drop of opportunity out of what had been given to me. I even kept up my sculpture. Even after I took my first practice flight. That was another one of those 'never hads' that you don't realize is a part of you until you get a taste for it.

This was Picon, of course, so with fleet headquarters so close, there was no shortage of flight schools and people willing to let you go up for a few dollars under the table. Or over it. Pride doesn't have much place in making money. I learned that the same way I learned to walk and talk. Finally, graduation, with my Bachelor of Science in Astrophysics. I went back home, and with the blessing of my grandfather, I was allowed to receive my family tatau. But I suppose I wasn't done learning just yet, and I have a hell of a competitive streak. And so, along with a certain fellow Taurian, a disreputable piece of work named Sam Bran, I headed off to Flight School. Never really had much desire to fly a Viper, despite the 'prestige'. Me, I like to look to the skies, and I had my heart set on ECO. Did pretty well, actually. But I suppose the Gods had other plans for me, because after a rather hairy landing, managing to thread a needle in the middle of a geothermal wind storm, my instructors sent me to focus on piloting.

Still, I don't mind it. Even if I found Bran getting assigned to act as my ECO more often than I would like which is, more than once, less than never. It's the best of both worlds though, isn't it? I get to see the sky, feel it around me, watch the stars. That's where I ended up, too, when I graduated, about eighteen months later. Assigned to BS-107, the Hephaestus. Finally managed to get away from anyone and everyone I had ever known. Liberating? In a word. I finally got into my groove. Spent the three best years of my life on that ship. And that's saying something. That's where I finally picked up a callsign that stuck. 'Sweet Pea', because, according to my squadmates, I look like one. I think it's more of an inside joke, or rather, a practical joke for the incoming noobs, who expect some sweet dainty thing…and get a Taurian guttersnipe for their trouble. Although I have done my best to temper that. But I never backed down, or refused to go the distance, and just a few weeks after my three year duty anniversary, I was reassigned to the BS-132, Cerberus. I suppose it was a hell of a step up, from the Stussy's creaking decks and aged, much loved and well-repaired raptors, but I was going to miss the old girl. Still think fondly of her. Hope we'll see her again, one way or another. But I don't hold out much hope. Not after Warday.

And that's really where my story ends. The war, the cylons, the legions of the dead. All that's left is the soldier, the pilot, the hammer.

Immediate Family

Emin Aydin — Father. Welder. (Presumed Dead on Tauron)
Aylin Aydin — Mother. Seamstress. (Presumed Dead on Tauron)
Emre Aydin — Brother. (6 Years Elder) Mechanic. (Presumed Dead on Tauron)
Ali Aydin — Brother. (5 Years Elder) Maintenance Worker. (Presumed Dead on Tauron)
Baruk Aydin — Brother. (3 Years Elder) LD Truck Driver. (Presumed Dead on Tauron)
Salima Ali — Sister. (2 Years Younger) Housewife. (Presumed Dead on Tauron)
Mark Makinen — Designated Next of Kin. Major, Colonial Navy, Chief Engineer. (Active Duty, BS-132 Cerberus)

Service Jacket

Station	Duty Start	Duty End	Squadron	Notes
BS-107 Hephaestus	23 Jan 2038 AE	17 Apr 2040 AE	VAW-112 "Helos"	Tasked with patrolling tylium space lanes, providing protective escort for transport and refinery vessels traveling between Colonial mining interests and depots within the Colonies. Secondary duties including exploration of asteroid fields for tylium veins and security for mining operations.
BS-107 Hephaestus	17 Apr 2040 AE	12 Feb 2041 AE	VRC-50 "Raging Angels"	Primary duties divided between engagements with pirate vessels and protective escorts of civilian movements between transports and mining facilities and SAR activities associated with mining operations. Some zero-G assault on known illegal mining operations.
BS-132 Cerberus	14 Feb 2041 AE	26 Aug 2041 AE	VAW-11 "Early Elevens"	ECO LT Jeremih "Shortbus" Snowdon.
BS-132 Cerberus	26 Aug 2041 AE	Present	VAQ-141 "Harriers"	ECO LTJG Marko "Flasher" Scaurus.
BS-132 Cerberus	03 May 2042 AE	Present	VT-27 "Hyperlights"	(Concurrent Assignment) Lead Instructor, Raptors.

Post-Warday
05 Sep 2041 AE:	Scouting mission to Sthenoi. Fourteen survivors recovered, including Walid Kensington-Ibrani.
08 Sep 2041 AE:	SAR mission at Constitution Plaza, Aera Yazd, Sagitarron. Twelve survivors recovered.
16 Sep 2041 AE:	SAR mission north of Tarnock, Aerilon. 10 survivors recovered, including Mrs. Astra Koios.
24 Sep 2041 AE:	Salvage of West Aerilon Colonial Emporium for supplies to supplement fleet stores.
27 Sep 2041 AE:	Recon of northern continent of Aerilon to find salvageable civilian vessel.
04 Oct 2041 AE:	Recon of Picon(successful), to assertain Cylon presence and status of planet surface.
10-12 Oct 2041 AE:	Salvage and transport of FTL drive for use in civilian freighter.
26 Oct 2041 AE:	Deadstick recon(successful) of Canceron, to assertain disposition of Cylon presence on and around the colony.
09 Nov 2041 AE:	Salvage operations at Airmid Clinic of Healing, Cascade Mountains, Aerilon.
01 Dec 2041 AE:	De-mining of debris field in orbit above Tauron, to clear a path to Wreath of Roses.
15 Dec 2041 AE:	SAR mission to Ganymede, Tauron.
28 Dec 2041 AE:	Search and salvage mission to the estate of Erendira Payo, Wreath of Roses.
27 January 2042 AE:	Recon mission to waypoints recovered from Wreath of Roses.
09 Feb 2042 AE:	Second Recon mission to the Ancient Ship at Waypoint 2.
03 Apr 2042 AE:	Second Recon of Gemenon.
15 Apr 2042 AE:	Assault on Areion forces to land boarding parties from the Cerberus on the CEX-300.
15 Apr 2042 AE:	Ground Assault aboard the Areion hangar deck and mechanical repairs to flight elevator to facilitate the rescue and escape of fleet hostages.

Physical Features

Rich, caramel toffee, in her hair, sweeping long and straight from a high, clear brow, falling down nearly to the middle of her back, tied back in a single, simple braid. Light glints of gold, from sun and weather give her a perpetual girl of summer mien. Her eyes are bright, expressive, a vibrant hazel green. A slim nose, full, sweetly curved mouth, and a slender jaw are accented by warmly tanned skin, with hints of rose at the apples of her cheeks, and the faintest dusting of childhood freckles, never quite outgrown. Feminine figure, somewhere in that step between slender and gracefully proportioned, makes her seem just a bit smaller than her normal five feet and two inches.

Typology

According to personality typing, Leyla is an INTJ, referred to as the System Builder.

INTJs apply (often ruthlessly) the criterion "Does it work?" to everything from their own research efforts to the prevailing social norms. This in turn produces an unusual independence of mind, freeing the INTJ from the constraints of authority, convention, or sentiment for its own sake … INTJs are known as the "Systems Builders" of the types, perhaps in part because they possess the unusual trait combination of imagination and reliability. Whatever system an INTJ happens to be working on is for them the equivalent of a moral cause to an INFJ; both perfectionism and disregard for authority may come into play … Personal relationships, particularly romantic ones, can be the INTJ's Achilles heel … This happens in part because many INTJs do not readily grasp the social rituals … Perhaps the most fundamental problem, however, is that INTJs really want people to make sense..

You can read a bit more about INTJs HERE (serious), or fun, but oh so true HERE. You can take the test HERE.

On the Grid

Trivia

Language
Whatever the 'stereotype' being from Tauron brings with it, Leyla is damned proud of the place and the people she came from, and considers it a point of pride that she speaks Taurian fluently, something of a rarity in her generation.

Stoicism
On a related note, whether a byproduct of her natural inclinations, or the fallout from Warday, Leyla rarely if ever chooses to engage people in personal ways. She may speak to them personably, even joke or laugh with them, but unless absolutely necessary she does not touch anyone, or allow anyone to get too close to her person (literally or figuratively). Few are far between are the people she allows close to her. But those that she does, she protects with a savage ferocity.

Stoicism

On a related note, whether a byproduct of her natural inclinations, or the fallout from Warday, Leyla rarely if ever chooses to engage people in personal ways. She may speak to them personably, even joke or laugh with them, but unless absolutely necessary she does not touch anyone, or allow anyone to get too close to her person (literally or figuratively). Few are far between are the people she allows close to her. But those that she does, she protects with a savage ferocity.

Tatau
Leyla's tatau are extensive, and all seem to be done in the traditional way, by a skilled Kaiwhakairo(master tattooist). The texture of the tattooed skin and color of the tau(dye) are indicative of the use of the traditional tools: the uhi(flat blade), the uhi matarau(comb chiseled blade) and the paatuketuke(wooden mallet). Her tatau contain elements of her family's achyddiaeth(geneology), and kaupapa(stories) as well as her own personal/individual kirituhi, which speak of her life and achievements and whakapapa, which detail her social standing and influence within the Aydin's sphere of influence on Tauron. In keeping with the female traditions of her family, her tatau run along her sides and back and down along hips, buttocks and thighs, ending just above her knees. While living arrangements and situations being what they are, her tatau are sometimes visible, she tends to keep them covered, feeling them to be a private and personal affair. For more detailed in-game information on Taurian tatau, read THE GUIDE.

Tatau

Leyla's tatau are extensive, and all seem to be done in the traditional way, by a skilled Kaiwhakairo(master tattooist). The texture of the tattooed skin and color of the tau(dye) are indicative of the use of the traditional tools: the uhi(flat blade), the uhi matarau(comb chiseled blade) and the paatuketuke(wooden mallet). Her tatau contain elements of her family's achyddiaeth(geneology), and kaupapa(stories) as well as her own personal/individual kirituhi, which speak of her life and achievements and whakapapa, which detail her social standing and influence within the Aydin's sphere of influence on Tauron. In keeping with the female traditions of her family, her tatau run along her sides and back and down along hips, buttocks and thighs, ending just above her knees. While living arrangements and situations being what they are, her tatau are sometimes visible, she tends to keep them covered, feeling them to be a private and personal affair. For more detailed in-game information on Taurian tatau, read THE GUIDE.

Gloves
Since Warday, Leyla always wears gloves. A pair of well-cared for black mourning gloves, in old Taurian tradition, or, if she's in her flight suit, her suit gloves. Baring those, any others she can find in a pinch. She has gloves like other women have shoes. If she has to take them off for any reason, she studiously avoids physical contact with anyone.

Roleplay Logs

Total (posted) log count: 133.

Soundtrack

Constant Rotation

Neverending White Lights
"The Grace"

Life

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Reporting Officer	Assignment	Status
CPT Nikephoros / MAJ Hahn	Survivor Recovery (26 Aug 2041 AE)	Blanket leaflet distribution across southern continent of Sagitarron. Campaign has has marked success and has led to the recovering of multiple souls. COMPLETE.
MAJ Hahn	Depot Recon (6 Sep 2041 AE)	Recon and evaluation of Colonial military depots and medical facilities across Sagitarron, primarily focused on the recovery of medical supplies and pharmaceuticals to supplement stores aboard the Cerberus, in light of increased allocations for survivors. COMPLETE.
MAJ Hahn	Vessel Conversion (6 Sep 2041 AE)	Intelligence gathering and recon for potential civilian vessel for use as a hydroponics vessel to support military vessels. Focus on primary civilian passenger lanes and transport routes. SUPERCEDED
MAJ Hahn / CPT Quinn	Civilian Freighter (18 Sep 2041 AE)	Scouting and recon for vessel capable of housing civilian population aboard Cerberus and other survivors as they arrive in the fleet. Possibility of additional use as food stores / hydroponics facility. COMPLETED
MAJ Hahn / LT Trask	Pilot Instructor	Ongoing training as an Instructor-In-Training for the raptor pilots of the CVW-14. COMPLETED
MAJ Hahn	Flight Qualifications (27 Sep 2041 AE)	Requested to assist with the flight qualification training of Lt. Kal Trask. ONGOING
COL Hahn / LT Bell	**Raptor Instructor (03 May 2042 AE)	Designated lead Raptor Instructor for the [[[vt-27\|VT-27, "Hyperlights".

20 Sep 2041 AE	Cleared by Acting Deck Chief, PO1 Damon to work on raptors on the deck.
27 Sep 2041 AE	Approved by Major Hahn to assist in raptor flight training.
02 Oct 2041 AE	Promoted to the rank of Lieutenant by Major Cidra Hahn, CAG, CVW-14.

When	What	Where	How
20 Mar 2042 AE	Lacerations.	Right Foot/Lower Leg	One Gun to Rule Them All
20 Mar 2042 AE	Hypoxia	N/A	One Gun to Rule Them All
15 Apr 2042 AE	2 x LMG Wounds	Left Hand & Chest	From Hell's Heart
27 Apr 2042 AE	Dermal and Subcutaneous Trauma.	Left Side and Lower Back.	Of Flesh And Memory

Induction	Graduation	Location	Duration	Remarks
23 Aug 2032 AE	15 May 2036 AE	CFA, Picon	4 Years	Nomination received from Johannes Raiburn, PhD. Some remedial classes in mathematics required. Cadet requested access to speech therapy services for accent modulation. Upon advancement to MIDN 2/C, cadet elected to pursue degree track in Astrophysics. At MIDN 1/C, Cadet ranked in top 5th percentile of induction class. Degree conferred with exiting GPA of 3.92.
6 Jun 2036 AE	19 Dec 2037 AE	Fort Cetus, Picon	18 Months	Upon graduation from CFA, Picon, Ensign advanced into Flight School. Waiver granted for IFT, on basis of prior training. Ensign advanced to API. PFT evaluations show particular aptitude for piloting. With consideration for Ensign's prior education and ability, placed in pipeline for Raptor Piloting. Exiting ranking: top 5th percentile: Piloting. Top 10th percentile: Gunnery.

Better The Heart	09 May	Bunny and Sweet Pea finally have that talk they've been putting off since the Areion.
Debatable Differences	08 May	Mark and Leyla debate Cylons and humanity over dinner.
Ground Up	05 May	Bran steps up to bat for his dual qualification.

Of Flesh And Memory	27 Apr	Mark and Leyla write themselves into each other's story, with the help of Matatau Amato. Khloe sits in as witness. (Warning: The squeamish may wish to pass on reading this log.)
The Sweet And Bitter	26 Apr	Khloe seeks out Leyla for advice and words of encouragement.
And Eleven Makes Three	20 Apr	Harrier-670 returns to the fleet, bringing an old face along with them.
Discord And Dropzones	20 Apr	Leyla meets Van in Sickbay for planning.
War Names	19 Apr	The Cerberus Air Wing converge on Colonial Pete's to name their new recruit.
Ngātahi	15 Apr	In the aftermath of the battle on Areion's hangar deck, husband and wife (in all the ways that matter) are reunited.
From Hell's Heart	15 Apr	The end of the line.
To Fly And Fight And Die	15 Apr	The Fighting Fourteenth launches an all-out assault on CEX-300. Arrayed against them are the elite pilots of CVW-00 "Evocati" as battle is joined at last.
Party Planning	06 Apr	The 'garden party' on Gemenon is revisited; plans to revisit Gemenon commence.
Boots Down	05 Apr	Leyla and Vendenberg enter into the first stages of mission planning.
A Lamb In Wolf's Clothing	03 Apr	The second Gemenon recon makes some startling discoveries at Lampridis Falls.

Ruruku	21 Mar	It's a big leap. Mark and Leyla decide to make it together. Mushiness factor: 5 out of 10.
One Gun To Rule Them All	20 Mar	The Swarm rains down on the Fleet, but the Colonials shoot back with a vengeance. This comprises the Air Wing portion of the show.
Headhunting	18 Mar	Leyla attempts to hire the ChEng away from Engineering. It's for a good cause. Honest!
Recognition	17 Mar	The efforts of Marko and Leyla get formally recognized by their SL, their CAG, and even Fleet Command.
Unwelcome Returns	16 Mar	The Raiders make an unwelcome reappearance, and this time they're not alone.
Laundry Therapy	15 Mar	Khloe and Leyla end up in the laundry. Tough officers let down their guard and share as friends, and let out some emotions.
Domestics	07 Mar	Leyla and Mark finally sit down and talk about her living arrangements.
The Lady's Return	06 Mar	Leyla makes arrangements to move back, sort of, into the berths.
Night of the Living Swarm	03 Mar	The Raiders have not lost their teeth, even in the gas giant clouds.
Peapods	02 Mar	Bunny and Leyla deal with the aftermath of her desertion.
12 Starboard	02 Mar	Constin comes a callin' in Officer Country.
How It's Gonna Go	01 Mar	Even though Leyla and Trask are not really in agreement, they manage to come to an agreement.

Gone, But Not Forgotten	26 Feb	The Fighting Fourteenth assembles to honor their fallen and to remember what they are fighting for.
Far Away Home	25 Feb	Newly homeless, Leyla picks out a new set of digs.
The Slow Spiral	24 Feb	The end of the world is a slow and steady thing.
Dangerous Propositions	24 Feb	A driven Marine asks a high favor from a pilot she barely knows.
Blow Ups	23 Feb	Grief and sparks fly on the hangar deck in the aftermath of the latest Swarm.
Enter the Swarm 9: Sting	23 Feb	Enough small cuts, you draw blood. The Fighting Fourteenth faces another day of Swarms.
Wading Through Blood	17 Feb	The aftermath of the seventh swarm attack. Wade screams like a little girl.
Enter the Swarm 7: BSG-132 and the 7 Swarms	17 Feb	Annoying, aren't they? They are back, they seek blood, and they get it. The Swarm strikes one more time.
The Untold Story	14 Feb	Leyla offers Mark a chance to read her tatau, complete with translation. That's not exactly the final destination.
Digression	14 Feb	The ChEng submits a memo in person. One thing does not necessarily follow another.
Returning With Plunder	12 Feb	The Harriers and Vipers return with a Raider in tow and several officers are scraped up. Pallas voices his opinion of Sick Bay in colorful words.
Enter the Swarm 3: Bride of the Swarm	12 Feb	The hits - and Raiders - just keep on coming.
Stopwatch Heart	10 Feb	Leyla call in her favour with the ChEng.
Enter The Swarm	10 Feb	Meet the oldest established permanent floating Raider attack in the Cyrannus Sector.
Secondhand	09 Feb	The ChEng gets his information about the ancient ship any way he can.
Past Is Prologue	09 Feb	The Cerberus crew returns to the ancient ship.
Tangents	08 Feb	Aboard the Elpis, Leyla and Mark talk tangents…and fashion.
Whakamānawa	08 Feb	Leyla comes to Kal bearing gifts.
Guidance Testing	03 Feb	Mark needs help with the flight sims. Marko and Leyla help him with his project as well.
Derelict My Theories	02 Feb	Marko, Sofia, Leyla, and Van sit in the same room. Theories explode everywhere.

A Whale Of A Tale	28 Jan	Leyla and Marko read Cidra, Cora, Kartharsi, and Trask in on the events of their recon mission to nowhere. The sextet discuss what was found, what it might all mean, and what to do about it.
Quest For The Holy Whale?	27 Jan	Leyla brings Cora news of the recon mission she and Marko just completed; Cidra stops by and discusses the results.
Questing	27 Jan	LT Leyla Aydin, LTJG Marko Scaurus and their trusty Raptor steed set out to follow a set of mysterious coordinates. But what lies at the end of their path is nothing they could've expected.
Sleeping Arrangements	16 Jan	Air Wing style. Hijinks ensue.
Very Bad Things	11 Jan	Bertha, Flasher and Sweet Pea plan some very bad things for the upcoming training exercise.
Not A Home	09 Jan	Bunny and Lala discuss matters of home and family, and a favour is asked.
Kura	09 Jan	Bunny and Sweet Pea head into their sleep cycle, but not before paging through The Notebook.
Off The Deep End	09 Jan	The marines take to the pool for some EVA training.
Base 3.25 Squared	07 Jan	Leyla and Marko track down a possible cylon signal. Mines are discussed. MidRats are not eaten by all. Quinn and Lunair guest star.
Waypoints	06 Jan	Marko and Leyla bring their findings on The Notebook to the CAG.
Beachhead?	05 Jan	Leyla and Marko attempt to piece together the coordinates from The Notebook.
AW MWR	02 Jan	The new morale officer passes muster with the CAG.

Failure To Communicate	30 Dec	The newest raptor nugget reports for duty. It's all downhill from there.
More Than Just Ashes	28 Dec	The lady of the house left behind some strange tracings on Wreath of Roses, but no answers are found, only more questions.
More Questions	25 Dec	Cidra gets the lowdown on the cultist find on WoR. There are more questions than answers to go around. And not just about what the Cylons are up to.
Fire On The Mountain	23 Dec	Cerberus' Air Wing encounters a token force of Cylons in Tauron's volcanic region. Fire flies, but where do the sparks land?
Old And Blue	21 Dec	The new guy, Roland, comes in while Leyla and Quinn are looking at old things.
Mirror, Mirror	19 Dec	A salvage team. Mr. Potato Head. A museum heist.
Worse Than Its Bite	15 Dec	Search and rescue mission to the ghost town of Ganymede. Pets suck.
Flowers In her Hair	13 Dec	Cidra, Leyla and Wade meet at the cement plant. Old bets, homecomings and old times are discussed.
Elder Sister	02 Dec	Maggie comes to Leyla with a question. Things end up going in a very different direction.
Strength In Numbers	01 Dec	The sparker-filled debris fields surrounding Wreath-of-Roses get swept clean by the Harriers and the Screwtops.

Suiting Up	30 Nov	In anticipation of the operation into the debris field, Sweet Pea brings Payback out of retirement. Sort of.
Keep Your Eyes Peeled	28 Nov	PO3 Paul McManus arrives at Taeryth Concrete Plant tired, hungry, thirsty, and quite possibly delusional and paranoid. Also, he is not a raccoon.
Judgment Call	27 Nov	Bootstrap and Sweet Pea debrief — re: the booby trap and Sweet Pea's command decision.
Trashed	23 Nov	There's hazardous garbage left behind in Tauron's orbit.
Three Steps Ahead	22 Nov	Trask conducts his first SAR from the pilot's seat and wins a painfully pink space Ferrari. No, really.
Rodents Of Unusual Size	20 Nov	Vermin, of various sorts, welcome the Fleet troops to Tauron.
Alternative Medicine	09 Nov	In a last ditch effort to find medical supplies, a Raptor heads out to the far end of the Cascade mountains to search an alternative medicine clinic, but the crew finds much more than they were expecting.
A Little On The Side	03 Nov	Leyla brings Bran in for a quick heads up on a new project and gets one of her own.
Pond Scum	01 Nov	Down in hydroponics, Lunair, Marko and Leyla discuss the future of food in the fleet.
Hiccup	01 Nov	Sometimes getting the job done requires a little jurisdictional, inter-service tonsil hockey.

Canceron And Beyond	28 Oct	The CAG and Harriers SL debrief Marko and Leyla following their mission to Canceron. Talk turns to how that colony might fit into the Cylons' larger plans, and other matters.
Metastasis	26 Oct	Sweet Pea and Flasher return to recon Canceron. Only to discover that the Cylon infection has gotten even worse.
Salty Dog	26 Oct	During a interdepartmental meeting regarding the freighter, Cidra calls an old salt out of retirement, sort of.
A Little Advice	24 Oct	Wade and Leyla run into each other in the library and the two instructors in training talk story about teaching methods.
Ghost Logic	23 Oct	It's a clash of ideologies as Sofia, Cidra and Leyla discuss the 'haunting' of the head on Deck 4.
It's Raining	21 Oct	Babies! Babies everywhere! Quinn and Astra finally have their baby shower.
Someone Else's Stick	18 Oct	Boots and Sweet Pea head into the sims for the first of the SLs training flights. Flasher comes in to watch the carrying on.
Flight of the Freighter	17 Oct	Damon, Leyla, Radcliffe, and Sofia witness the freighter making her way into space for the first time since repairs.
Out Of The Wreckage	12 Oct	Crews from the fleet work to free a salvageable FTL drive from wreckage, for use on the civilian freighter.
Independence, Limited	11 Oct	Marko and Leyla come out fighting(civilly), as they discuss the future of the civilians in the fleet.
We Remain...The Fighting Fourteenth	10 Oct	The first new Nuggets since the holocaust complete Cerberus' rushed flight training and get their wings.
Our Cerberus Evocati	06 Oct	The CEX Areion's Evocati have got nothing on the Cerberus' bunch of veterans.
Last Home	06 Oct	Leyla and Bran decide to remember Picon in a uniquely Taurian fashion.
School's In	05 Oct	As some of the offduty crew help in setting up a makeshift school down in the hangar, Astra discovers that there are still some unpleasant lessons left to learn.
Ghosts of Picon	04 Oct	Return Raptor reconnaissance to Picon finds one colony the Cylons definitely haven't abandoned.
Impending Doom	03 Oct	Leyla is gifted with the most adorable folder of Impending Doom, ever.
Brassed Part Three - Sisters In Arms	02 Oct	Leyla is promoted. She and the CAG reflect upon matters of family, of various kinds.
A Two-For-One Special	01 Oct	Marko Scaurus and Raine Lunair's wedding ceremony, with the added announcement of Psyche Athenos and Alex Devlin's moment of hitching.

This Tape Will Self-Destruct...	28 Sep	A secret meeting. In a secret location. On a secret project.
Thera And The Sarge	28 Sep	During an afternoon in the athletics area, the Constin Fan Club is convened. Gods help us all.
Triad Face	27 Sep	Some of the Cerberus personnel hang out. Bets are made. Stories are told. People have their fun.
Fly Away Home, Part 2	27 Sep	The freighter is explored, and a lost bird comes home to roost.
Fly Away Home, Part 1	27 Sep	An act of duplicity leads a raptor team to signs of hope for the civilians aboard the Cerberus.
Student, Teacher	27 Sep	Cidra sits down with Leyla for the first of her sim quals to become a pilot instructor. No good deed goes unpunished.
From Aerilon, With Love	26 Sep	Back from the Emporium, Leyla comes to sickbay to deliver her care packages to the Koios brood.
Kitsch...And Corpses	24 Sep	The West Aerilon Colonial Emporium is once again open for business!
One Light	22 Sep	Leyla stops in Sickbay to check up on Astra and the children.
White Flag	21 Sep	A family feud is laid to rest.
The Damon Seal Of Approval	20 Sep	Leyla passes her test and gets approval from Damon to work on Raptors down in the Deck.
Frak-tastic Launch	16 Sep	A survey team on Aerilon searches for traces of survivors and finds more than a few surprises.
Spectre	14 Sep	Angst happens.
Three Little Birds	14 Sep	The after party. A mamma hen and her two little chicks.
Table On A Table	13 Sep	Alessandra's confined to quarters. Evandreus, Leyla and Malone do their best to keep her company, each after their own fashion.
Wine, The Giver Of Joy	13 Sep	Good food, good 'shine, bad speeches abound as the crews of the Cerberus battlegroup meet and greet with the crew of the newly arrived Areion.
Who We Are Is Who We Were	11 Sep	The plebe and the MIDN 2/C take a jog down memory lane, when Leyla runs into Wade in the Athletics area.
Hit...And A Miss	10 Sep	Marko and Leyla spend some time at the firing range. One of them is never going to be a Marine.
'Round The Yard	9 Sep	Three conversations, One CAG. She gets around.
Singing In The Rain	8 Sep	Survivors in Aera Yazd get in touch, and a team is dispatched to pick them up.
Nobody Likes Monkeys	7 Sep	A night in the sims. There's shooting and smoking and zombies.
Flybys...and Flies	03 Sep	Leyla and Trask survey the quarry for possible fuel and salvage, and find time to answer the age old question: What do you get when you lock two bulls in a pen?
Bob's World	03 Sep	Marko and Leyla take a trip with the Virtual Raider.
The Message	02 Sep	Captain Sitka follows up with Leyla after she sends out word of her need for Sagitarron speakers.
Plans, Cans and Automobiles	01 Sep	Quiet evening in the Tihar prison yard. Plans are made to quest for people and scrap. Leyla goes dumpster diving. Cora has some not-so-magic buses. Cidra and Tisiphone have yet another in their ongoing series of uplifting chats about dead people.

Tihar Prison Blues	31 Aug	The Colonials relocate their ground operation on Sagittaron into Tirhan Penitentiary on the outskirts of the blasted city of Aera Yazd. Not all tensions are eased with the move.
The Sims	30 Aug	Devlin, Marko and Leyla talk shop in the berthings, and come up with a plan for training up the nugget.
Black Doesn't Wash Out	26 Aug	A meet and greet between two Black Country peeps in which Leyla is welcomed into the Harriers by her new SL.
Eleven No Longer	26 Aug	Sweet Pea reports to the CAG for a short debriefing.

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