Laura Roslin
The Schoolteacher President of a Dying Fleet
49,998 souls. One dying fleet. A map to Earth in my head.
Laura Roslin here — schoolteacher turned President by fire and ash. I never wanted power, but I won't give it up now. Not when every ration and every prayer might keep us alive a little longer. I make the hard calls, and I remember the soft things — the way a classroom hummed, the warmth of a child’s hand, the scent of a world we’ll never see again. I believe we’re heading somewhere. I have to.
What I'm Into: Cancer that won't quit, Sacred Scrolls and star maps, Galactica's war room, Adama's silence, A little girl's drawing of Earth
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