The counter offer makes Caspar snort lightly in amusement. "He'd be too busy losing his shit over being in the Nexus, but if there's no marked improvement in the next batch, I'll keep it in mind." It would be funny to witness Seth's reaction to the Nexus, but it's honestly not worth the fallout. Even if it leads to better brandy.
"Yes," he replies flatly, unsure what to do with Cricket's surprise or sympathy. Adia hadn't already told him this? Maybe now that the Cylon is back in her life, she doesn't feel the need to share as much. Which ironically makes him feel more awkward for Cricket not to know. "I was a sleeper agent. My brother -- one of the other models -- planted false memories into my brain and then got me onboard a research vessel. The same one that Adia was on, that's how I met her. We had about three months together before the war broke out. Lucky me, the first Cylon to be identified was one of my own model. I went from colleague to public enemy in about five seconds flat."
Cricket's right -- it was an awful shock. Despite the evenness of his delivery, Cricket might notice the way Caspar's hands shake a little as he helps himself to a healthy swig of moonshine afterwards.
"That's what she wants you to think," he says acerbically in regards to Aphrodite. "There was also the fact that a mortal woman was getting a little too much attention for her beauty and charm. That's why she sent her son down there in the first place, to have her fall in love with a monster. Poor bastard nicked himself with his own arrow and it was game over."
He pauses a moment to reflect on his own words and his expression softens considerably. "If I had to give thanks to a Lord of Kobol, though, it'd be her. I wouldn't be here if Adia hadn't seen something inside me that was worth keeping around. I'd go through the same trials as Psyche, if that's what it took."
His gaze fixes on the other man keenly. "How about you? You have a sweetheart?"
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Date: 2018-11-24 03:33 pm (UTC)"Yes," he replies flatly, unsure what to do with Cricket's surprise or sympathy. Adia hadn't already told him this? Maybe now that the Cylon is back in her life, she doesn't feel the need to share as much. Which ironically makes him feel more awkward for Cricket not to know. "I was a sleeper agent. My brother -- one of the other models -- planted false memories into my brain and then got me onboard a research vessel. The same one that Adia was on, that's how I met her. We had about three months together before the war broke out. Lucky me, the first Cylon to be identified was one of my own model. I went from colleague to public enemy in about five seconds flat."
Cricket's right -- it was an awful shock. Despite the evenness of his delivery, Cricket might notice the way Caspar's hands shake a little as he helps himself to a healthy swig of moonshine afterwards.
"That's what she wants you to think," he says acerbically in regards to Aphrodite. "There was also the fact that a mortal woman was getting a little too much attention for her beauty and charm. That's why she sent her son down there in the first place, to have her fall in love with a monster. Poor bastard nicked himself with his own arrow and it was game over."
He pauses a moment to reflect on his own words and his expression softens considerably. "If I had to give thanks to a Lord of Kobol, though, it'd be her. I wouldn't be here if Adia hadn't seen something inside me that was worth keeping around. I'd go through the same trials as Psyche, if that's what it took."
His gaze fixes on the other man keenly. "How about you? You have a sweetheart?"