PHD #324: People and Boys
People and Boys
Summary: Sofia and Bannik reflect on life and Sofia's crush.
Date: 17 Jan 2042 AE
Related Logs: None.
Sofia Bannik 
Galley — Deck 9 — Battlestar Cerberus
Behind the two hangar decks, the Cerberus' Galley is the largest room on the ship. Nearly half the size of a football field, the eating area is made up of long lines of stainless steel tables that can be folded up and placed against the wall for larger events. Individual seats are the standard military issue, boring and grey with lowest-bidder padding. The line for food stretches across one of the shorter sides of the room while the kitchen behind works nearly twenty-four hours a day to produce either full meals or overnight snacks and coffee for the late shifts.
Post-Holocaust Day: #324

"I just don't know," Specialist Tyr Bannik is sighing to Specialist Sofia Wolfe sitting across from him at the galley table. He pokes at what is supposed to be his protein for the evening. "It's just — with what's going on with the civilians. And the Admiral —" His voice trails off. "It just feels like the whole fleet is falling apart. And that's basically the whole human race."

It's weird being a newly minted Specialist. Sofia pauses, and nods. She takes a deep breath. "Yeah. It really does. I'm really sad about the Admiral. It feels like he deserved better. But what else was there? It seemed like most people just thought he was guilty," She frowns, "From the get go." She takes a sip of her juice. "I don't think we're falling apart. It's - we're getting better and struggling a little. People before didn't have to rebuild like this, after all."

Bannik brings the protein up to his mouth, chewing on it experimentally. "I was just hoping it would bring people together. But instead it's just ripping people apart. All the arguments and all the fighting and now that thing with the arrest." He sighs again. "And then the stuff with Tisi. I just …" He bites his lower lip.

Sofia tilts her head. "Why would a trial of a once loved admiral bring people together?" Sofia looks a bit perturbed and frowns. "The death penalty is never a happy thing, even if we think the person is vile. Personally, I have my doubts about his guilt. But it's too late now and I wasn't on the jury," She sighs. "People are worried. Where will we go? Apparently that relic from Knossos got handed over too. How much authority should the military have? We're going in circles…" She seems sad. She looks even more so at the mention of Tisiphone. "I - I'm sorry about that. I heard and I didn't want to believe it," She admits.

Bannik shakes his head. "I don't mean the trial. I just mean this. All of this." He waves his hand around, as if to indicate the end of most of the human race in the gesture. "You think it would make people pull together, be a real human family, like we're supposed to be. I don't know about all the political stuff. I just know about people. And they're just like people before all this happened."

A look around then back to Bannik. "Oooh. Sorry," Sofia looks abashed at her misunderstanding. Then she pauses. "Well, in fairness, people don't stop being people. They have their personalities and most of us just don't up and change all that often," She notes. "Like… yeah, I used to be a lot spazzier and stuff but, I don't have that anymore." A part of her died. "Politics and religion run /deep/. Opinions too. Fights've started over those," She frowns. "But we'll pull together. We've pulled together in lots of ways. I just don't think everyone will get along … ever just because we have so many opinions and personalities. Doesn't mean we can't work together, you know?"

Bannik takes a sip of the water on the side of his tray, nodding thoughtfully at that. "I suppose so. I guess that's right. I just thought that if anything was going to change the way people are, I mean, fundamentally change the way people think about things. Well. I thought this would be it." Another gulp of water. "But I guess people are comforted by what they know; it's easier to fall into the old stereotypes and old ways of thinking rather than changing."

Sofia tilts her head at Bannik. "You're a very good person," She staates simply. "It's both easy and hard for people to change. Some of us have and will, some of us are more set than Tauronian cement in the middle of summer. That's how it is," She remarks quietly. "I just hope we can still pull together enough and find where we're meant to be. Am I weird for thinking we can't live on ships forever?"

Bannik screws his brow up, as if he's thinking hard on that particular question. "I guess I haven't really thought about it. I mean, where do we go? Where is there to live? I mean, all the Colonies are —" Irradiated or inhabited by Cylons. "I guess we could run. Run like that Rejn guy's been saying. Try to find some place to settle down."

"Yeah. I know," Sofia admits quietly. "I think he might have a point. I wonder if the Cylons want to find somewhere new too. They can't really handle the radiation either," She notes. "I mean, nukes are kind of a 'destroy the frak out of everything' type weapon. What do you think?"

"But if they don't want the Colonies, why bother with, you know?" Bannik scratches his head, as if it really is a confusing thing to him. "I mean, I figured they'd want them to live in them. To inhabit them. But then there's all this stuff with the relics, and I don't even know what to think anymore."

"You're too sweet," Sofia states simply. "If you hate someone. And I mean really, really hate someone, wouldn't it be nice and cruel to strip their homes from them? Even if you can't have them? Destroying them out of spite," She notes. "That kinda thing." Genocide takes serious hate. She shrugs. "Now the relic business confuses the heck out of me too…" She admits. "But at least we're getting some direction out of it."

Bannik lets out a held breath. "I guess I can't ever hate someone that much, Sofia. I just don't have it in me. Gods won't let me have it in me." It's said with a genuine sound of confusion in his voice. "But I guess that makes sense. In its way."

Sofia smiles at Bannik. "I don't think you can either," She admits. "You're practically the nicest guy I know," She notes. She shakes her head. "But there are even words for hatred that spans blood or generations," She remarks. "Hatred deep enough to just destroy thing so someone else can't have it. Even if it means you can't have it either," She pauses. "I wonder what it says about *me* that I understand it." She frowns. "Oh well."

"Practically the nicest?" Bannik laughs at that. "Who's the nicest? You got a boyfriend or something now?" Even in the time of the apocalypse, Tyr can still find a little bit of time to tease his best friend.

A wry smile at that. "Well, depending on if I get permission or go to OCS, I just might. But - okay, you've got me. The nicest." She sticks her tongue out a little, not minding the teasing at all. 's what best friends are for! Sofia shakes her head. "You're just so kind, you can't even /grasp/ that kind of thing. I'm in awe for sure. I'm half tempted to push you over, roll you around in gold paint and put you up somewhere as an example."

"Woah. Woah. Woah. Wait. Really? You? Sofia? A boy? An officer?" Tyr is truly flabberghasted now. Who knew that the Sofia Sidekick was a — a — woman? "Who? Come on. Dish."

"Y-yeah," Sofia's eyes are wide as plates. "Well, I mean, we just — kinda talked about it. He likes me too, but we're looking at martial law and seeing if permission would be granted," She holds up her hands. Sofia seems as surprised as anyone else. "Wait, you don't /really/ think Snipes reproduced asexually did you? Like one day I'll just split into two?" She laughs, amused. "He's a nice guy. We just don't want frat charges. If … it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out," She seems a bit sad about that. "Ah… um, promise not to tell?"

There's a twinkle in Tyr's eyes. "Yeah. Of course. Who do I even have to tell, Sofia? I mean, you know me. All I've got to gossip with is you." He leans forward over the table. He's still the gossip he ever was. "Who is it?"

Sofia looks amused, although she's turning red now. "Well, I never know the gossip chains," She admits. She shrugs and smiles. She finally speaks, "It's- um, Lieutenant Ulixes. The Raptor pilot." She's quiet, to avoid being overheard. "He's been really nice to me and I'm honestly surprised. I half thought about a LOT of cold showers and prayer that one of the Lords smack some sense into me but … on the other hand… he's nice."

A long pause. A frown. "The one who tried to commit …" Bannik trails off. He doesn't finish it off. "Well. I guess he really needs someone like you in his life, then, Sofia. He really needs someone to keep him strong and keep him in this world. I'm real happy for you guys." He reaches out and gives her hand a quick squeeze. "I hope it works."

Sofia nods slowly at that and frowns. "Yeah. He's … better now. We're hoping to get him flying again," She admits. "He's not a bad guy, but I kinda understand the snapping thing all too well. Even if I remember it all as a blur," She looks down. "If we can even be together openly at all," There's a deep sadness. "I cannot help but think I am capitally stupid for even liking him," She frowns. "He's an /officer/," She grits her teeth for a moment. Dumb, dumb, dumb. "But - thanks." She smiles and gently squeezes his hand back.

"Well. Hey. There's not that many folks in the human race left; you can't control who you love." Tyr's eyes shine bright. "I'll be praying for you, Sofia. And him." He leans over and kisses her quick on the cheek. "I've got to get back to work, but you take care of yourself, okay? Love you always, even if you do end up becoming an officer."

Sofia smiles sadly. "That doesn't mean I should go about galavanting like a fool," She admits. She looks up to him, shaking her head. "You are far too sweet, Tyr. Thank you. I'll pray for you too, I don't know what I'll ask for - but good things." Nod. She'll return the cheek kiss, almost sisterlike. "Yeah. I should get on that too," Sigh. "And I love you always too. Whatever pins I wear. Be well, and stay safe, alright?"

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