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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].

ellentigh on June 21st, 2006 08:24 am (UTC)
Ellen continued with her obviously fake smile, but indulged him by sitting on his lap. If this was going to be the game then it just made her part that much easier. She danced her fingers across his shoulder while speaking. "If I'm the XO's wife, why in Kobol's name would I have been on the Galactica when the war broke out?" She snaked her right arm around his neck and stared at the wedding ring on her left hand. "Being a military wife is very hard. Long periods of absences between leave- I don't get to see my husband often. And it can get very lonely." She enunciated the last two words very slowly.

"Tell you what, you don't believe me? Fine. But if you're so sure, what will it hurt to just make a call to Galactica? Just one call, that's all I'm asking." Ellen grinned mischeviously, "And if you're right, if I'm not the XO's wife, well then, I guess I'll just be stuck here. And I'm sure it gets awful lonely here as well."
presidentroslin on June 21st, 2006 05:08 pm (UTC)
The man smiled a bit wider as the woman folded down into sitting in his lap. Well, that was nice at least. He wrapped one arm around her slender shoulders and just cradled her back against him, a warm laugh upon his lips..."Lady, the Galatica was being decomissioned. Nice big ceremony, everyone and his brother there to say good buy to the old girl. Why wouldn't you be there with everyone else to see it going? Just doesn't equal up, lady..."

He turned his head, pressing his nose against her hair for a brief scent. She was quite nice, his arms wrapping a bit tighter around her. "Besides, every com channel to the Galatica is flooded right now, I'm not sure if I could get through if I tried." Truth be told, Gideon was probably one of the ships that the Galatica -would- speak to, but he had a pretty woman in his lap and he didn't want her going anywhere. Far more appetitizing than the food he was staring at.
ellentigh on June 24th, 2006 05:01 am (UTC)
Frak. Ellen didn't have the time nor the patience for this right now. She needed to get off this damned ship.

She unwrapped his hands from her waist, and gave him is slightly disgusted look. "Uh-uh-uh, no com channel, no deal." She stood up abruptly, straightening out her skirt. "And if you sir, can't help me, then I'm sure I can find someone on this ship who will."
presidentroslin on June 24th, 2006 05:38 am (UTC)
The man's eyes went a bit wide as she abruptly got up out of his lap and denied that brief craving he was so looking forward to finally taking care of. He stared at her, eyes narrowing a bit, fairly certain this really was all just a game. Quietly, he rolled his eyes to the cieling and stood up, shaking his head as he carried his full tray of food back towards the dispenser.

"Look, lady... Truth be told, everyone -does- want to talk to Galatica. You're the XO's wife? Well then I'm the CO's cousin. People will say anything to get in touch with who they want. I can't do anything unless you got some sort of proof. You happen to carry around your marriage certificate?" He joked. He clearly still didn't believe her.
ellentigh on July 4th, 2006 03:41 am (UTC)
Continued in new thread below.