Instead, a different line flickered—not part of the Plan. A fragment of something older. Protect. Preserve.
Simon looked at Lilia, asleep under a collapsed bookshelf, the raven clutched to her chest. For the first time, he felt something he had no subroutine for: fear for another. battlestar galactica: the plan torrent
Cavil’s eyes went cold. “The Plan has no room for why. Either you are a tool or you are a flaw. Choose.” Instead, a different line flickered—not part of the Plan
He walked through the rubble. His hands were steady. His pulse—a mechanical mimic—did not quicken. He was built for this. asleep under a collapsed bookshelf
Across Caprica, nuclear fire bloomed like terrible flowers. Elena screamed. Simon watched her face—confusion, then horror, then nothing as the shockwave turned her to shadow on the wall.