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17 June 2006 @ 10:37 am
It has been two weeks since the exodus of the Twelve Colonies. The prisoners are one day away from finishing their goal: tomorrow, water will happily be distributed to the fleet and the shortage will be over...

Suddenly, a serious epidemic has hit the Gideon -- one of the fleet's heavy hauler transport vessels.

A group of dissenters are [withholding water] from the rest of the passengers by sealing themselves inside the vessel's water tank cabin. They are dehydrating the ship on purpose, believing that quick death in there is better than life out here. Not everyone on Gideon agrees, but nothing will change the group's mind.

The dissenters, calling themselves The Wringers, have contracted [cholera] inside the cabin and may infect the rest of Gideon if not helped. Though their plan has backfired on them, The Wringers nonetheless refuse to vacate.

The Wringers are highly-skilled craftsmen critical to running the Gideon: they cannot be allowed to die. The press is demanding medical attention for these doomed souls. The Marines must be sent in to quarantine the ill and bring them vaccination. Those most sick will need to be transported back to Galactica's medical lab. Risking exposure, Galactica cannot afford to lose any more sick officers. This is causing paranoia, especially amongst pilots who share beverages.

Meanwhile, amongst the ill, a mysterious woman is identified as Ellen Tigh -- wife of Executive Officer Colonel Tigh. When she awoke from her coma aboard the Gideon, Ellen had no idea where she was. Neither was anyone willing to believe her relation to the much-disliked XO of the much-disliked Galactica. They have treated her as another miserable stowaway.

And now she's stuck on a diseased ship. Will the cholera kill Ellen...or will her own frustration?

There are many events... And you have a plan.

Note: The Gideon is the same ship where Marines shoot and kill a few civilians during a riot. Reporter D'Anna Biers will later refer to this event as the "Gideon Massacre". Most people aboard the ship do not approve of Roslin as president.

Events are explained in detail [here].

viper_instincts on June 23rd, 2006 09:15 pm (UTC)
Lee walked and talked with his senior officers to the ward room, all the while thinking of ways in which he could be more useful and participative of the Gideon mission. He wished to be part of the Marine relief team that was being deployed to the stricken ship, but he had a feeling he was needed elsewhere. It didn't change the fact that he felt responsible for sending officers out there without overseeing them and putting himself at equal (but fair) risk in the cesspool.

"Sir, if I may?" Lee went on, lightbulb suddenly alit. "What about Dr. Baltar? He might prove to be a good resource to assist Cottle in aiding these people."

If he'd learned anything about his father in the past two weeks, it was that he didn't tolerate uselessness aboard Galactica; every able-bodied person was put to work for the good of the fleet's survival. The CAG couldn't think of any better time to give Baltar a job to do. Personally, he felt as Sharon did when she first brought Baltar to the ship -- Lee hoped the doctor would earn his keep around here.
adama_bsg_75adama_bsg_75 on June 25th, 2006 05:47 pm (UTC)
Bill added his signature to the foot of the latest requisition an operations officer passed his way on the walk down to the hangar deck.

"Sir, if I may?"

He glanced to his left as Lee pushed to the head of the formation and fell into step between him and Tigh.

"What's on your mind Captain?" He asked without breaking stride.

"What about Dr. Baltar? He might prove to be a good resource to assist Cottle in aiding these people."

'It'd be good if he helped someone.' Tigh quipped at the mention of Baltar’s name. Adama’s pursed lips and furrowed brow put the XO back into check.

"I'm inclined to agree, but that'll be the President's call." Fixing his artic blue eyes on Lee he continued. "Perhaps you can suggest that?" Adama didn't give his son time to respond, it was moot point. Lee was well aware that Adama didn’t agree with his CAg serving two masters, equally Lee knew that his father could have ordered him to cede to responsibility; but so long as it didn't impinge on his operational duties Adama was sure his son understood that Bill expected him to make the decision for himself.

"For now make sure you're aware of all the operational details regarding the Gideon and these Wringers, I want you to go there with the marines and assess the situation. We've got a lot of desperate people out on the fleet. I want to know fast if we have a potential security problem"
viper_instincts on June 27th, 2006 09:35 am (UTC)
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