Battlestar Prometheus "The Story ...

This he thought to himself, is going to be the fracking death of me.
COMMAND NEXUS
CYLON BASESTAR 0-1
IN ORBIT OF SAGITARON
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The Cylon known as Prime Nine entered the command nexus with blood running
down his hands. It was a situation he deplored because he personally believed that
organic beings were disgusting. The fact was, however, that he had originally been
programmed as a Cylon Doctor and he knew the human body better than anyone else
aboard ship.
“Centurion Commander, alert the Command Council and have them assemble in
the council chamber in five minutes. I will join them after I clean this... mess off of my
hands.”
“By your command.”
Prime Nine continued moving until he came to another door that slid aside for
him. Inside was a power cleaner that rapidly washed the biological matter from him and
then dried his chassis back to its normal chrome shine. The process took only sixty four
point two seconds.
This is why the humans must be exterminated Nine thought to himself, Besides the
fact that they are composed of soft disgusting biological matter, they are irrational,
illogical, erratic and inefficient. They are inferior to us in every way, which is why God
inspired them to create us.
Slipping his robe back on, Nine left the cleaning chamber and made his way to the
Council chamber where his peers awaited him.
“Have you discovered anything useful from the human?” asked Prime Three as
Nine took his seat.
“I have indeed.” Nine replied. “It turns out that this one was a Colonial officer
and that he was organizing an attack on the Sagitaron facility.”
“That is an irrational action. Sagitaron is too far behind our lines for the Colonials
to actively exploit such an action.” Commented Prime Eight.
“Humans are, by the very nature, irrational. This is nothing new to us and
certainly not important enough to call the council into session.” Said Prime Four irritably.
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