I'm just a girl...

"Daddy, can I talk to you?"

Hera Agathon was wringing her hands, slightly worried. She figured she knew what her father would say, but out of talking to her father or her mother? She was going to talk to her father. Sharon Agathon was off doing some work for the CO, so it was the perfect time to corner her father. Karl Agathon nodded very seriously at his daughter as he sat her down in their personal quarters, hands clasped and waiting for her to start.

"Daddy... Joseph Adama asked me to marry him." She paused. "And I said yes."

She winced, waiting for him to yell at her about it. Everyone had gotten so upset once the news had spread about Anne Adama marrying Nicky Tyrol in secret, so Hera just knew this wasn't going to go well. As soon as her father took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead, Hera frowned.

"Daddy...?"

"Is that all you can think about, Hera? Marrying a boy you barely know?"

Hera looked away. She knew Joseph well enough! Why did people always say that about it? Well, her parents, at least. They'd finally given their blessing for the two to date, but still...

"Your mother doesn't know about this, does she?"

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Muse: Hera Agathon
Fandom: "Battlestar Galactica" OC
Word Count: 407

"Hasn't your mother or anyone ever explained to you that some things are proper and some things are not?"

[Locked from callsign_helo , number_eight, arrow_of_apollo, & stuck_in_cic]

Daddy understands, I think. I could be wrong, but I think he does. Mom, I'm not sure if she'll ever understand me. If she knew what was going on with Anne and Nicky, or what I've been thinking about with Joseph, well... I don't know if she'd approve.

She would probably say that I'm too young, or that I have some greater destiny in store. Maybe she'd try to tell me that I need to go back to ROTC and work more. I'm only a Cadet Lieutenant -- leader of Flight Constellation. Callsign: Phoenix, to be specific.

That's all well and good, and I honestly have been working more on homework, too. I've been studying more about religion, Daddy's religion about the gods, so it's not as though I'm slacking on my duties. I haven't even been hanging around Anne as much lately because I know she wants to spend more time with her new husband.

Just typing that out is weird. Husband.

Still, I can't help it. I've been in love with Joseph Adama since forever. I know he never really noticed me until strange things started happening on Galactica, and then we suddenly started dating and it was great. Even the sneaking around was sort of exciting, although I really don't know how much Joseph's parents approve of me. Admiral Adama told me once that he thought I would make a good match with Joseph, though.

So, maybe it doesn't matter what Mom thinks or says.

I guess what I'm trying to say here is, yes. Yes, Joseph Adama, I will marry you.

Muse: Hera Agathon
Fandom: "Battlestar Galactica" OC
Word Count: 275

"Boy, what is it with you people? You think not getting caught in a lie is the same thing as telling the truth?"

I don't really understand Joseph and Anne Adama sometimes.

I think they might be wrong in the brain. Maybe Doc Cottle should look at them? I don't know, but it's pretty weird especially considering that Anne is my best friend and Joseph Adama is my boyfriend who I want to marry.

Anne and Nicky Tyrol got married in secret, and she told me and I told Joe and it all sort of snowballed down from there. But really, she lied to me! She didn't tell me the truth that she'd gotten married for months. How can I trust her? I love her, I do, but how can I trust her now? Just because I didn't know (and no one knew) about it, does it really make it okay? Sure, her father and grandfather would've gotten upset right off, but maybe not as upset if they'd known right away instead of finding out later.

It's still a lie.

And Joe, I love you too. But that whole thing with Paya...? I don't understand. She told me that you two had already frakked, and maybe it's not a big deal to you, but it is to me. It's lying to your girlfriend who wants to marry you and...

You know what? Never mind.

I'll be in my quarters with Mom and Dad, away from anyone with the last name of Adama for awhile.

Muse: Hera Agathon
Fandom: "Battlestar Galactica" OC
Word Count: 231

Technically, I didn't even get to choose the PB for Hera. Hera, Joe, and all of the "kids" of the canon characters from "Battlestar Galactica" came about from a night of crack talking, and I was told that I would be playing Hera since I play Sharon in another community. Her PB was already chosen by a friend of mine, who said that the only girl she could think of who was half-Asian and the right age was Kristin Kreuk. It was too bad that I absolutely hated the actress and really didn't want her to be Hera, until I started looking around to try and find pictures of her that felt like they were "Hera" and not "Lana Lang" from "Smallville".

I lucked out and found a lot of ones where she had a softer look with tons of curls, which is how Hera looks on the show right now. Hera Agathon isn't a true OC in the sense that she is an actual character on "Battlestar Galactica", but I've aged her 18 years and made up more of a background for her so that now the only thing that remains anywhere near canon would be the fact that she is the daughter of Sharon & Karl Agathon.

I never considered anyone else simply because I wasn't allowed to in our little crack game, but it all worked out beautifully because Joe, the boy Hera loves, has a PB of Jensen Ackles. Lucky for me, Jensen guest-starred as Lana's boyfriend on "Smallville", so icons could be made easily!

I think the thing that brings Hera to life are the soft look contrasted by the wild curls of her hair in certain pictures of Kristin, which to me describes Hera perfectly. She's soft-spoken, but due to her half-Cylon nature, there's another side to her that is always at the surface, just waiting to come out. So all in all, everything worked out well and I love my little girl.

Mun for Hera Agathon
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Word Count: 329

Hey, Mom. I just wanted to let you know that despite everything, I really do appreciate all that you've done for me. Really. So thank you.

Love, Hera

The world is ending. You are in charge of planetary evacuation. Aside from your friends, family, and loved ones, you must decide who to save -- you can only save five people. Who are they and why do you save them?

The world has ended how many times already?

Dad told me how he met Mom, and what it was like when he was ECO with Boomer. It's odd, because it's almost like Boomer is my aunt, I guess? I don't know what to call her. The black sheep of the family?

Whatever it was, he was with her on Caprica (this was all before he met Mom, though), and all these people saw their Raptor and ran for it, trying to get onboard to be saved. They didn't know who to save – how do you pick? Are the women and children really that much more important than the men?

That seems sort of old-fashioned to me.

But in the end, that's what they did, sort of. The kids got to go, and then everyone got handed a number and Dad and Aunt Boomer just pulled it out of a hat. It was all random, so I guess what I'm saying is, did they save the right people? Did the leave the wrong people to die? Because one of the people they ended up saving was Gaius Baltar.

That was only because Dad was stupid, though, and gave up his own seat for him. Of course, if he hadn't done that, he would never have met Mom, and I never would have been born.

I don't know. I don't have a better plan. If the Cylons found us and tried to destroy us, aside from Mom and Dad, I'd save Joseph, Anne, their parents, and Admiral Adama, I guess. It leaves out Ms. Roslin and a bunch of others, though, so it doesn't seem right to make a list of only five people.

Maybe Dad had the right idea, after all.

Muse: Hera Agathon
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Word Count: 290

I don't know if the sky is heaven,
But I pray anyway.

I don't want to be any part of a prophecy.

Mom told me once that there was a time where President Roslin had a shared projection with her, me, and another Cylon named Caprica. I haven't tried to do any projections because I don't want to. I don't like the fact that I could do it, maybe.

Maybe it was all Mom, though. I don't know. I don't want to find out. I suppose that's why I've been trying to learn more about the gods instead of the Cylon God. I just want to be normal. How can I be normal, though, when my whole life has been anything but normal?

Everyone was trying to protect me. I had a different "mother", a human one, when I lived on New Caprica. President Roslin even said I had a different name, but I don't want to know that. I just want to pray to the gods and have them take me away from all of that.

I've never talked to Kacey about stuff like this. Kacey's dad is Captain Samuel Anders, and I guess he was in charge of taking care of me when I was little on New Caprica. I don't know what happened, but I ended up with the Cylons and it was all back to being "the next generation of God's children" or something like that.

I'm just tired of all that. I had nightmares as a little girl about it, and now I just want to finally make it to Earth. Maybe we will. Maybe we won't.

I pray to my Dad's gods anyway.

Muse: Hera Agathon
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Word Count: 267

How can there be just one? My whole life has been a series of changes.

[Locked to Joseph and Anne]

I don't know, I guess the easy one would be to say that it was when Joe and I finally decided to stop mouth-frakking and just… you know. Do the other sort of frakking? Only I wouldn't call it that since it wasn't. It was nice, even if it was in a rack and pretty crowded.

It was my first time. With the guy that, well, I love.

[/Locked]

Being born. How's that for an answer? I'm this weird freak on the ship here with this prophecy weighing down on me and I don't even know what it means. I don't think I want to know what it means. Mom and Dad are always pretty hard on me to do well at ROTC, but they have a pretty big legacy to fill. Not as big as Anne or Joseph, I guess, but it's still pretty big.

It's just hard to be so different, and to have the rest of the kids on this ship looking at me differently.

Being born isn't a good answer, though. How about being kidnapped? I lived a whole other life on New Caprica that I barely remember, but I have to still see a psychologist about it. I guess I had a different name and a different mom, and then Mom says the Cylons had me. Why couldn't everyone just leave me alone?

See, I can't pick just one. Maybe someday, I will. Maybe when we finally get to Earth? That'll be my moment.

Muse: Hera Agathon
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Word Count: 269