When I was a kid, I kept a diary. I used pretty ones. They generally pink, or flowered, and they always had cheap locks with tiny little metal keys. I moved on to plainer journals as I grew up. But by the time I joined the fleet, I stopped keeping one at all. It seemed...childish, somehow, and I was desperate to be grown-up.

But now with the destruction of the colonies just days behind us, I feel the need to start one again. No flowerly pink books this time, just a old never-used duty log that I found. I guess it will have to do.

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(OOC: A couple of people in the game wanted to read my application. I thought I'd post it here, as it is in character, and it gives some insight into how I view Dee. I tried to set this application so it fit with the "previously on" that was posted on the game page. So Dee is still a Petty Officer, doesn't know that Sharon is a Cylon, and has just seeing Billy. This would be shortly after the hostage situation on Astral Queen.)

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