Apr. 10th, 2012

morethanhuman: here by my side, the devil (i will make you a weapon)
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In the week since he had been let out of quarantine, Erik had learned a few things.

First, that like Baltar, most of his fellow castaways were human. That wasn't the best piece of news, but it paled in comparison to the rest.

Second, that his powers were severely restricted, and no one could tell him why. Not how it had been done, or to what end, or for how long the effects would endure. It still caused a surge of panic in his stomach when he thought about it; that he could eventually end up back home and still not regain the use of his ability.

Third, that unless you were a scientist or incredibly lazy, there was nothing here for anyone, and certainly not for Erik, to occupy the passing of time.

He had explored some parts of the station and found nothing familiar-- which was not entirely a surprise, but still a disappointment. Out of his element was not a place Erik liked to be, but it seemed he had little choice in the matter.

He awoke on the ninth day since his release from quarantine restless, and in the mood to run. He laced his boots up tight and set out to do a few laps of the outer ring; he had run it nearly every day, and judged it to be about a mile around. It was early yet, barely seven a.m. by the station's clock, so the place was mostly deserted-- a fact for which Erik was immensely grateful. The last thing he wanted just then-- or ever-- was a dose of forced conversation with the human element.

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