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Jun. 21st, 2011 10:55 pm[After this.]
Nearly everyone who's off duty is in the courtroom; everyone on duty has probably been glued to the wireless all afternoon. Galactica's halls are close to empty.
Gaeta feels half weightless, feet moving too fast and boots barely meeting the ground. He looks straight ahead as he strides down the hall, ignoring a few curious looks from the smattering of people he passes. It doesn't matter. It's done.
It's all over.
Oh, gods, it's over.
Nearly everyone who's off duty is in the courtroom; everyone on duty has probably been glued to the wireless all afternoon. Galactica's halls are close to empty.
Gaeta feels half weightless, feet moving too fast and boots barely meeting the ground. He looks straight ahead as he strides down the hall, ignoring a few curious looks from the smattering of people he passes. It doesn't matter. It's done.
It's all over.
Oh, gods, it's over.
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