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lyric: Never Will I Break - 3 Doors Down
the lyrics are By My Side - 3 Doors Down and Flight of the Icarus - Iron Maiden
Kurzbiographie:
| Name | Lee Adama |
| callsign | Apollo |
| Colony | Caprica |
| Alter | 28 |
| parents | Caroline, William |
| siblings | Zak |
| Rank | Captain ( CAG, |
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Family background:
Lee Adama is the eldest son of Caroline and William Adama. He and his brother Zak was mostly raised by his mother after the divorce of his parents, the already tense relationship deteriorated to his father.
Despite its negative relationship with William Adama, Lee discovered his natural talent for flying and following the the College of the colonial fleet.
About Zak learns Kara Thrace Lee, whose fiancee to know. Their relationship to each other is on a friendly basis.
separated after the death of his brother and his funeral, the path of the two, however, since Lee has to take care of his mother (1x04) and Kara on the Galactica is
offset (1x04).
The relationship with his father affected the sudden death of Zak. Because of its setting and education, he gives William the main responsibility for this unnecessarily on end of life, Lee broke off contact with his father (00x1).
The Confession Kara Thrace, she had to consist Zak wear, so the blame for the death Zaks mitigates the conflict between father and son (00x2). The commitment, though, appears not to the relationship between Apollo and Starbuck auszuwirken.
career
With the completion of pilot training Lee Adama graduated to a lieutenant of the colonial fleet. He was transferred to a battle ship, the only known deployment, however, the battlestar Atlantia (00x1), of which he is reassigned for the short time with the decommissioning of the Galactica.
He was appointed Captain (00x1).
By unexpected attack by the Cylons and the consequent destruction of the 12 colonies, the colonial fleet, Lee incorporated into the Galactica. As the Commander of the Air Group of the Galactica in the first "battle" was killed (00x1) and Apollo the most senior pilot, it is thus directly appointed CAG (00x2).
addition to the stressful position, he declared himself ready for President Roslin as a military advisor (1x03) to act.
Summary EpisodeResurrection Ship from Galactica Station
The Battle Star Galactica and Pegasus are on the verge of engaging each other in battle when Starbuck suddenly arrives on the scene in the stealth viper with new and vital information regarding the Cylon armada that's been trailing the Galactica for months. A temporary
ceasefire is agreed upon between Commander Adama and Admiral Cain so that the Colonials can combine forces to take on the Cylons, but both battlestars' commanding officers have plans to take care of the other as well – permanently.
Die Kampfsterne Galactica und Pegasus stehen kurz davor sich im Kampfeshandlungen zu verstricken, als Starbuck plötzlich mit dem Blackbird (Freiheit des Autors... Stealth Viper oder getarnte Viper would vll too, but why not call a spade a spade?) And new information on the Cylon fleet, which tracks the Galactica for months, appearing on the scene. Between Commander Adama and Admiral Cain leads to a temporary ceasefire, but the commanding officers of the two stars are also planning to fight - to worry about the other - permanently.
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Have times taken an earlier interview. (First three questions direct translation, then a summary of the remaining questions and answers.)
Mary McDonnell und Edward James Olmos Interview aus TV-Guide
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Olmos: She's dead, she's gone, it's over.
Wird die Präsidentin den Krebs überleben? O: Sie ist Tod, sie ist gegangen, es ist vorbei. MD: Er wünscht It would be so easy. It is like one of those sand bags. She comes back and smiles at him and he does not know what to do. I'm not going anywhere - for now. I would say she has a very strong will.
McDonnell: He wishes it were that easy! She's like on of those punching bags. She pops back up and smiles at him and he doesn't know what to do. I'm not going anywhere--for now. I'll say she has a pretty strong spirit.
Cylon Can technology save her?
McDonnell: There's an element of that.
Cylon technology can save her?
MD: A component / an element of it.
Edward, President Roslin and Adama are close now after so much strife?
Olmos: We realize how much we mean to each other. It's the ultimate understanding between people who've suffered.
Edward are in Adama and President Roslin after so much controversy now closer?
O: We recognize how much we mean to each other. It is a perfect understanding between people who have suffered.
What's this we hear about on unscripted on-screen kiss?
Olmos: Oh yeah. I kissed her.
McDonnell: It just felt very natural between us to have a physical moment.
In [the first two new episodes] President Roslin is very close to death. I felt a tremendous sense of urgency that I was leaving so much to deal with. It was an overwhelming feeling of abandoning ship with Adama. I was able to feel that care that I had developed for him as a human being. Part of why I liked it is the poignancy of suddenly having your heart come to life when you're about to die.
Will the relationship go further?
McDonnell: He's getting way too cozy with her.
Olmos: I want them to have a relationship. Adama deserves it.
Was Laura ever married?
McDonnell: No. But I had a long-term scandalous boyfriend, the former president. He was married. There's a glimpse of it in the third episode. During the moments of death, I start to run through the past. And I come back with a bit of information about Dr. Baltar.
Does Adama's shooting by a trusted crew member still affect him?
Olmos: Definitely. He's not as quick to judge or able to command.
McDonnell: From Laura's point of view, he's much more acceptable as a human being, but there is a hesitation now in his decision making. She's got to take more of the tough decisions.In what way is Mary similar to Laura?
Olmos: Mary is self-assured. I've seen it in her dealing with her contract and producers, fighting for her character.Is Edward similar to Adama?
McDonnell: He is an unwavering, committed human being. He brings that command into everything he does. He galvanizes people through a kind of personal charm and Latin warmth. The cast and crew would do anything for him.Is it true that you're like mother and father figures to the cast?
McDonnell: Well, we're old enough. [laughs]
Are you strict parents of loving parents?
McDonnell: We're both.
Olmos: We assemble the group in our trailers and talk about anything and everything.
McDonnell: Because Ed and I have had many, many decades of experience, we can communicate to the younger actors that they should articulate their ideas and share in collaboration with the writers.
Any hints as the which crew members are Cylon models?
McDonnell: We just know that their numbers are becoming more apparent. I was at a restaurant the other night and I thought the waitress was a Cylon. It's really starting to get under my skin. It got me back in therapy. [laughs]
How do you think BSG will end some day?
Olmos: They should find Earth. When they land, they'll be happy they found it. They'll walk off the ship and they'll get nuked. One of the commandos will turn to President Bush and say, "The aliens have been defeated."
McDonnell: That's dark!
In der zweiten Hälfte des Interviews beschäftigen sich McDonnell und Olmos mit dem Fortlauf der Beziehung zwischen Adama and Roslin. For example, the kissing scene between the President and the Commander.
McDonnell explains, this moment arises out of the situation. The President was near death in the first episode very much open to their fear behind and the feeling of sitting in a boat with Adama that they show to their care for the people Adama. They love the other, the sudden clarity how the heart jump to life when one was dying.
Whether this relationship continues to develop, however, was not clarified.
When asked about Roslin's past relationships, however was pronounced. For example, made clear McDonnell, that President Roslin was never married. However, they have had for a long time with a married lover, the former president of the 12 colonies. Confronted with the death it passes in the third episode (Epiphanies) again this past, which she finds out about Dr. Baltar.
Also note Olmos and McDonnell, how much influence the assassination Boomers Commander Adama in his actions. He would be slower in its judgments and commands. He also would have gotten in the eyes of the president a more human train,
same time he forced them to adopt any more difficult decisions, as he hesitated in his.
The question in which Points, the characters of the characters and the actors overlap Olmos and McDonnell replied:
O: Mary is full of self confidence. I have seen how they negotiated with the producers and their contract, to fight for their character.
MD: He is a staunch, engarierter man. He brings leadership in everything he does. He can melt people with his personal charm and Latin American warmth. The cast and crew would do anything for him.
Since the two views on the set, such as parents, they discovered that they both strict and building act on the occupation. For example, they would recent decades due to their long experience ask their contribute ideas.
wanted as to the subject of other Cylons in the fleet to leave out any of the two actors. The end of the Galactica remains unclear, with Olmos put forward the gloomy thesis that the fleet would find Earth, they then have happily reached their destination about the end up, step out of their ship and are received with nuclear weapons. "Is one of the commanders themselves then turn around and say to President Bush, * The aliens were defeated
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Fandom: BSG2003
Author: crimson
Date: 14.11.2005
Series / Season: not particularly
Rating: PG-14 / T
Category: Angst, Drama
Pairing / Focus: Kara
Summary: It was happy. It was like a drug in their bloodstream, sometimes befogged this feeling of absolute happiness her mind.
Spoiler: Season2 to farm
Word count: 738
Disclaimer: The characters and the backround are unfortunately not mine, but Ron Moore supposing times, we could play with them. : D If they are not mine, then have NBC, Universal, Larson and Moore, the rights of the Series.
Authors note: I made the scene between Kara and Zak by episode 1x04, I know only the English one, the dialogue is a free translation on my part, if someone wants it can I also like to give the German version, I will then amend it accordingly.
Part 3
The deafening sound of the piano fell over Kara. Used their wounds. The newly-cracked grain. Gradually the regular melody, the rain lulled her window so alike and yet so much more alive, she in a pleasant, peaceful sleep.
The sincere laughter that echoed against Kara out of the classroom sat, her heart in joyous excitement. It was contagious, she unconsciously began to smile every single bone in their bodies seemed to be on fire.
soon as she saw the brown, infinitely deep eyes that laugh, it vibrated inside. She felt suddenly uncertain, her hands began to tremble. In her belly, a whole Viperschwadron gathered for practice flights. Kara felt her toes, not more, not that they would have to value down as long as they could look at that face. Her mouth dried up, like a water puddle scorpischen in the desert, while their hands are were moist. Unrest spread through Kara. Her body had never experienced such reactions.
A tingle went through her nerve endings. Danced in the rhythm of the music put on their arms like a kiss on her shoulder. The quiet melody of the piano flirted with the sensitive hairs on her neck.
Zaks fingers lovingly played with the curls on her neck. Freed saw Kara on the stars and could not suppress a slight chuckle. Would it not be suppressed. She was happy. It ran through each of their cells, was a drug in their bloodstream, sometimes befogged this feeling of absolute happiness their Mind. Lightness, joy ... Love it hovered. She would never fall. Kara knew she could not drop because Zak caught it at any time. It would last forever in his arms, saw the view from the bright stars taking it in the bright-eyed next to her.
Inevitably, her body responded to the reminder. Heat flowing through it. Was the popular demand free. The need now to lay next to Zak's warm, willing body was unbearable. She could feel his hands on her hips. The line, which she of her belly, about the excited nipples, the soft curves of her breasts with the flat pit of her throat took comprehend. The cool path that left his tongue on her skin burning. His finger in her ear go along feel, through your mouth. His soft, sweet lips look merge with theirs. Tasted it. Breathed it.
stuck The trusted her, sweet smell of Zak to her skin. Sweat moistened her skin. The sudden urge to eliminate the dryness in her throat she could back away from him. She carefully placed a foot on the ground. Unsure whether her shaking legs, her knees her weight was already held.
"I want you to tell me the truth about something." The seriousness in his voice gave her an uneasy feeling. Only he was able to take this aura of confidence.
Her eyes roamed the photo in her locker. Maybe not just him. "You passed." How to calm her conscience, she took a swig from the bottle. As the water could wash down the lie. "You have slipped through on your gums, but you passed." Instinctively, she began to distract him. Seductively she moved back to the bed that they shared that night.
The innocence in his words, it took the air we breathe. "I do not want special treatment. Not from my father, and certainly not from you "
The desolate feeling of loneliness that took hold of her crushed them. Blocked their way out of the memories. Drew her back to him. In the deep.
Glistening burned the engine from the Viper. A black thread ran through the air as the machine Zak tried to bring under control. She could see the flames shoot up from the wings before the jet exploded and bright fell down to earth. In a bright ball of fire went on their world.
She drowned in the pain of loss. The debt had notched their battered soul, as the letters K and Z in the old oaths in the city park of Delphi.
she loved Zak. She had tried to protect, attend to him his greatest wish. For they knew it would kill him to complete that dream to be able to. But ultimately it was this love that he had been killed.
was at that moment struggling to Kara Thrace. With that thought she was found in the fact can never love. Never to experience more love, for it brought pain to lose with it, she could not bear it any longer. Not another bear wanted to.
Fandom: BSG2003
Author: crimson
Date: 14.11.2005
Series / Season: not particularly
Rating: PG-14 / T
Category: Angst / Drama
Pairing / Focus: Kara
Summary: The sounds were translated by itself, firmly in her head. The song had no text. Only the quiet gentle melody.
Spoiler: Season2 to farm
Word count: 1,202
Disclaimer: The characters and the backround are unfortunately not mine, but Ron Moore once said that we should play with them. : D If they are not mine, then have NBC, Universal, Larson and Moore have the rights to the series.
Authors note: -
Part 2
difficulty she stood up. Leaned on the old chair, and looked for new ones. The regular beating of the rain intensified, storm surged against the wobbly hinges of the window. The old frame creaked with each gust of wind that beat against him. Cursing, Kara rummaged in the little drawer. In the darkness, their fingers brushed over yellowed sheet music. Bitter They included the familiar pages.
silent she glanced at the piano, each curve was determined in the grain. Deliberately touched the precious wood, the fine structure of the keys. Kara naively suggested to one sound. He died in the deserted room. The relief, which emanated from the familiar noise of the vibrating strings, washed over her bruised soul. Promised healing. Slowly, she sat down on the worn-out stool. Felt the rough leather with her delicate fingers. Lovingly, she looked at the abandoned work on his heel. Carefully as threatening the stability of paper to fall apart at this connection, drove them with his thumb over his clear writing.
A bright beam of light shone through the rain-drenched windows and their views of the sought current donors. The precious leaves basically they took the batteries out of the drawer and writhing on the radio. With a trembling hand opened the drawer and Kara shook the batteries from the old radio. They rolled noisily on the wooden floor.
"Tell me where you've hidden it." Her cheeks burned. Their ears still rang from the hard contact. "Where have you hidden this damn part, you little bitch?"
stood in her deep green eyes the pain that seizes her, had dug deep into her little heart. "No." Tears choked her voice. "You wanted to throw it away." Injured they saw in the dim view of her mother. "It the last one we have left. "betrayal of her face was written." is you have simply thrown in the garbage, as if it were a worthless piece of metal. "
"She is a worthless piece of metal. He wanted is gone. "anger boiled up in Karen. anger that could not control it, and rarely, swept over her little daughter.
love shone in the small emeralds that Kara was allowed to call their own. She hugged the narrow waist of the woman before him. clutching what they once shared.
fingers clenched around the battery in their hand. Painful expressed her nails into his flesh.
The anger flared in the eyes of her mother. Uncertain they took a step back, the sweeping hand evasive. "Why?" The quiet, almost inaudible word stood between the two. Banished and separated them. "Why can not everything be like before?" She had to swallow hard. "Why am I not allowed to start in Daddy's room?" Her hands were trembling. "Why do you not speak of him?" The fiery wrath of her mother stopped perceiving Kara. One last time she breathed courage collectively what seemed to her ever to thunder through my head. "Why?" Tears ran down her cheeks.
unbridled hate it jumped into the hissed words contrary. "Because he is death. It can not be like before, because it is not used anymore. We are alone, he will not return. Therefore, it is not worth continuing to talk about him. So You disappear now, go, run as long as you can. "With a quick movement she took Kara's arm. Before this could turn around." I will never hear this disc. Do you understand? " With the feeling of betrayal Kara nodded. She felt the gesture is not, but she knew she was there.
In the mist of anger and despair, they could not account for, thereby saving whom cheated. By pretending that they would no longer play this song or by agreeing, the involvement in this false game of Oblivion.
began Soothing the soothing sound of the piano by the formless space to flow. Scheduled every fiber in Karas body. He gave her a protective coat. A blanket of warmth and goodwill. Mingled with the drops of rain in a surreal dance of sounds.
prevailed in the run-down musty basement dead silence. The fear which she had visited to paint in the first, had become a shadow in the eerie darkness. Kara had learned to deal with loneliness. She felt no fear as she muffled humming to himself. The sounds came by itself, established themselves in her head. The song had no text. Only the quiet gentle melody.
front of him she could see the fragile fingers flit across the keyboard. The joy with which struck her father every single note. Every single note was feeling. Lived.
Kara felt her heartbeat would have exposed. For a fleeting moment, she wished it were the case. Swaying she looked at her finger. The stabbing pain gave way to a stunning ease. A fog of despair and anger descended on their consciousness. Fear welled up in her. Tears made their way through the haze of the loss.
boomed still the bump of their ears. Displaced the soft sound of the piano. A cry followed the hollow sound of slamming door. Hopelessness threatened to suffocate.
called Kara a sudden the air as they had just emerged from the depths of the ocean. She tried desperately to breathe. Panting, she clutched the arm of the chair where she sat. Slipped on the bare ground. You noticed how she kneaded her hands. drove by little over each finger, the old scars. Invisible to others, they had it for a lasting effect. They carried a reminder that hard on it weighed. She held each finger to be aware of their function.
stared unable to move for the motionless figure Kara her mother. She could live with the insults, the beatings and confinement. The tantrums of its mother had for her a strange routine, something soothing and pure. They reminded her of what once was, what could be back. She could deal with the contempt which she revealed her every day. With the hatred in her eyes when her mother looked at her. It gave her a confused sense of strength, superiority ... Security. She said that her mother still felt something for her. But the was indifference that she gives to her now not cope with Kara. The overwhelming urge to cry came over her. The need anything to force a reaction from her mother was reinforced by the minute. The stillness frightened her.
shadows danced across their walls. The play of light of the storm spread an unusual mood. You could watch the progress of the rain on her window when a bolt of lightning lit up the clouds. Saw the wet lines that left the water.
This time she did not cry. Not a tear escaped her eyes faded. She could not grieve, too congested the loss to her. The desire to leave this world grew up in it. To reunite with her family, the past with a shot, a cut that back a jump. To close the circle was reinforced by the day.
Then came the first drops of saline. Landed on the photo of her parents. The second united with him in her memory. The third slid over her skin burning.
Chuck cut a single tear on her cheek. Sparked a sob in her throat that threatened to burst in the sensitive part of her soul, she had locked away long ago.
