"Didn't think my degree in astrometrics would be of any use until I was asked to plot a course to Earth," Gaius says. "It was actually the first degree I earned. And until the Cylon attack, the most useless."
He folds his arms over his chest, eyes scanning the skies for something familiar. He finds nothing. No stars he remembers from staring up at the skies of Aerilon as a child. None that he remembers from looking at endless star charts aboard the Galactica. None of this is familiar to him, though if this galaxy is as endless as his own, it should be no surprise.
"There's very little I actually learned at the University of Caprica that I wouldn't have been able to learn independently," he says, and for once, it sounds like he's not bragging. "If it weren't for the diploma, I would have saved me the eight years and spent it doing something more useful."
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Date: 2012-05-31 05:48 am (UTC)He folds his arms over his chest, eyes scanning the skies for something familiar. He finds nothing. No stars he remembers from staring up at the skies of Aerilon as a child. None that he remembers from looking at endless star charts aboard the Galactica. None of this is familiar to him, though if this galaxy is as endless as his own, it should be no surprise.
"There's very little I actually learned at the University of Caprica that I wouldn't have been able to learn independently," he says, and for once, it sounds like he's not bragging. "If it weren't for the diploma, I would have saved me the eight years and spent it doing something more useful."