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The Centurions took up position around the Cylon hybrids. It had been a hard fought battle but they were triumphant.
Aaron addresses the Centurion commander.
"Your troops did well. We are pleased. The humans stood no chance."
"Yes, a very well executed attack." added Leoban.
The commander turned to the gathered humanoid Cylons. His red eye flashed, but gave nothing away.
The battle had indeed been hard fought. Just one of the Battlestars had escaped and that was the obsolete Galactica. Commanded by Commander Adama the Galactica had escaped and was now tearing away from Caprica. Adama addressed the crew on the ship wide intercomm.
"We have been driven from our homes. Our new home is on this ship and amongst this fleet."
Meanwhile on Caprica a few suvivors were left. Among them, Anders, captain of a pyramid game team. He stood and surveyed the results of the cylons' devastating nuclear attack.
"We will bring this fight to them" he said.
Leoban strode across the room. "Is the tracking device working?" he asked. A nod. "Good! We will soon track them down."
Sharon smiled... "They don't know what's going to hit them," she said.
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Later...
Kara was in viper III riding top cover for the fleet. "I have a dradus contact bearing five two one nine" she exclaimed.
"Aknowledged Starbuck," came the response from Lieutenant Gaeta.
"Launch the alert Vipers" ordered Commander Adama.
The fleet was doing FTL jumps every 35 minutes to keep in front of the following Baseships. Everyone was exhausted. It had been 4 days straight. No sleep. Just constant alerts and jumps.
Aboard the leading Baseship, tensions were begining to rise. The Cylons may be machines but with human traits.
"How long can we keep this up?", asked Simon. "Until we win", replied D'anna.
Another jump, and another. One more day... then the tracking device was found. A ship-wide search revealed no others. The humans were safe, for now.
Aboard the Base ship tempers were raised. Heated arguments raged.
"I raise that we go for plan B." stated Aaron.
"I concur." agreed John.
"As do I" said D'Anna.
The search continued.
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You are looking for a small clip-lock box which holds a log book. You will need to BYOP.