OPEN

[oldmanhusker]

CHARACTERS: William Adama and OPEN
LOCATION: Around camp
WARNINGS: None currently
SUMMARY: Time to formalize a watch rotation
NOTES:


The memories have been coming back slowly. He knew from the dogtags that he was in some sort of military and his name was W. Adama. But now he knows he's Admiral William Adama of the Colonial Fleet, charged with the survival of the human race.

Of course, here he wasn't. But that wasn't going to stop him from concerning himself with the survival of the people here. It's clear enough that they're at constant risk on this unknown planet. And while they were guarding against it, there was nothing formalized.

Which is what he's trying to change. So he's making his way through camp, approaching anyone who looks like they're in good enough shape to fight in a pinch. "I'm setting up a more formal watch rotation."

These things never organized themselves, after all.

Comments

[oldmanhusker]

"I thought I was Walter for a while." In those first days, when all he had to go on was W. Adama. It could have been Walter just as easily as William. But there was history to the name William Adama. A long and sometimes painful history. An important history.

"A few scrapes and bruises, but nothing that isn't healing." Maybe a new scar in there somewhere. Would anyone even notice with how many he already had? "You're well?"

Given the circumstances doesn't need to be said. There have been circumstances for years now.