hmpf

Two days ago I made a grave mistake. I watched the first episode of Rome. I was busy doing Important Stuff, but I figured hey, one episode while eating dinner can't hurt... right?

Wrong.

So, when I realised I couldn't stop I figured I might break the spell by watching an ep of BSG. You know, fight fire with fire...?

*Bad* idea.

Of course, I'm too stupid to learn my lesson, so I tried the same with an ep of Heroes after that.

It's like alternating between three kinds of crack - and there goes the weekend. A weekend I really needed for doing Important Stuff.

Arrgh.

Enjoy it while it lasts; this is very probably the only BSG fic I'm ever going to write. The show doesn't give me many bunnies. Oh, and can anyone recommend me a good BSG community and/or archive to post this to?


Disclaimer: I don't own them. The people at Sci-Fi do.

Thanks: to beccatoria for beta reading.

Timeline: beginning of season one.

Website: http://www.allabouthmpf.com/atlas.htm


Atlas

He carries the weight of the world on his shoulders.

He is grey, solid. A relic like his ship's outdated navigational systems, an island like its non-networked computers. Tough enough to be obeyed at no more than a whisper.

He rarely does more than that. Whisper, murmur, a low rumble from the depths of his chest. Conserving energy. Or maybe he simply detests authority that relies on volume.

His authority is in the set of his shoulders, the thought behind his glasses.

He is military, and she has never trusted the military.

She trusts him.

*

She carries the weight of the world on her shoulders.

She is slender, flexible, unbreaking like a reed. Where there is no hope, she makes hope.

She, neither, needs to raise her voice. She speaks with a smile that says 'I will prevail'. And does.

Nothing to do with power. Everything to do with what is right.

She is a politician, and he has never trusted politicians.

He trusts her.

*

She does not command. He does not obey. He listens. Then goes and does as she says.

This is how they carry the weight of the world.