Nico (vilakins) wrote,

Ficlet: Playtime

Here's my response to this week's b7friday topic of Buttons. 150 words, no spoilers.


Avon enjoyed night watch on the flight deck. It was quiet, peaceful, and pleasantly lacking in crew. He checked the sensors, then laid out his current project and his tools on the table. This was the time he got most work done.

But first...

He went to Vila's station and smiled at the label under the neutron blaster buttons; after all, Vila wasn't there to see his appreciation. Last week's 'Smite' had been good, but this one was better. "Routine weapons test," he noted in the log, then turned all communications off. He looked around quickly just to make sure he was still alone, then sat down.

"This is Avon the Merciless. Tremble before my power, Servalan." He slammed his finger down on the 'Hot Hail' button, laughing maniacally.

He cleared his throat, turned the comms back on, and then settled in for his watch as if nothing had happened.

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