Battlestar Galactica: Original Series - 07 - War Of The Gods by Glen A. Larson & Nicholas Yermakov

Author:Glen A. Larson & Nicholas Yermakov [Larson, Glen A. & Yermakov, Nicholas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780425056608
Google: mq86AAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0425056600
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 1983-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

The lounge of the Rising Star was a scene of celebration. As was usual following a triad game, the recreation ship was crowded to capacity as everyone who did not have other pressing duties to attend to came to party. The bar was doing a brisk business, especially since the new yield in the Agro Ship enabled the crew of the Rising Star to augment its usual meager selection of wines and baharri. Boomer was enjoying the full fruits of his victory, basking in the attention paid him by the triad fans. In a corner, as if holding court over the dancing, drinking couples, Count Iblis was seated comfortably with Sheba curled up beside him. Two more woman reclined at his feet, completing the Dionysian scene.

It was not unusual for there to be merrymaking in the lounges of the Rising Star, especially following a triad championship. However, there was something about the atmosphere in the lounge that gave the revelry an altogether different sort of flavor on this occasion. The spirit of the partygoers was almost orgiastic. They were drinking more than usual, they were being louder than they usually were, there was a greater sense of abandon in the way they danced.

Count Iblis was pleased with the way things were turning out. He reached out and stroked Sheba's hair absently, but his hand hesitated when he saw Starbuck and Apollo standing in the entrance to the lounge. There was something feral about the expression on his face.

"Is it just me," said Starbuck to his friend, "or does everybody seem especially festive to mark the occasion of our loss?"

"I sure don't remember being this happy myself," said Apollo, surveying the scene. "Not even when we won."

"There is a new air of optimism, my two young friends," said Count Iblis, rising to greet the two pilots. "Why not join in it? You two look far too serious. The games will be but a distant memory before the night is through."

"Just how long is this party going to last?" said Apollo, with a touch of concern. "It looks like they're gearing up to go on for centons. Some of these people are in critical jobs."

Count Iblis smiled. "Trust me to worry about the fleet from now on, gentlemen. It is my commandment that everyone here live life to its fullest."

"No matter how long it lasts," said Starbuck.

Sheba shook her head in exasperation. "Apollo, Starbuck, you guys just don't seem to be getting the point," she said. "We're all saved." She spoke to them as if she were addressing two children who were slow to understand what was being explained to them. "Count Iblis is going to help us. Now relax. Come on, Apollo, dance with me."

"A wonderful idea," said Count Iblis. "Indeed, go on, Apollo. It will help you to get into the spirit of the occasion." Sheba took Apollo's arm and led him onto the dance floor.

"They make a handsome pair," said Iblis.

Starbuck cocked an eyebrow at him.

"That's big of you," he said.

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