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June Fanfic Challenge
Ellen York
I'm not entirely happy with this one, but my muse is being uncooperative and I'm running out of month. Sad

Humans from the frontier worlds had spoken of summer solstice festivals, celebrations of sunlight and fertility that involved bonfires and feasting. On Saurian Major, the longest day of the year had brought death as the Federation unleashed the biological weapon intended to destroy the resistance fighters. Now she is the only one left, and it seems a fitting tribute to destroy as much of the communication center as possible before she joins her comrades. Her thoughts are interrupted by the smell of smoke. Odd, the troopers rarely venture this far from and communication center, and what would they be burning? Cautiously, she moves in the direction of the smoke plume. A man in civilian clothing stands next to a small fire speaking into a communication device. A Federation trap, or possible ally? Only one way to find out, and if it is a trap there will be companions for her death.
Once again some excellant stories. Thought provoking, emotional, humourous.
And I, too, laughed out loud when the undies were revealed...
Whatever next?
Cold.....you don't know the meaning of cold.
Cold is when you have ice on the INSIDE of the window!!!

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PC what a lovely insight into Travis' mind and motivations.

SD exciting developments! Roll on next challenge for more. More on bird priests to come but slow writing.

Ellen - liked the linking of Sauron Major events and the Solstice - a little window into Cally's feelings.

Hugbot Glad you liked the story. Some of them write themselves - others are such a struggle....
Just because I can't sing doesn't mean I won't.
@SD - Jenna saves the day, and Blake immediately comes up with a fiendish plot to confine her to household duties ... typical! What a wonderful satire! Looking forward to the next installment.

@PC - Great insight into Travis' psyche. It is a very revealing concept that you linked Travis' dreams of overpowering Blake to the dreams of a pubescent boy.

@Ellen - It is really fascinating to see how you put new insights into such a short moment that seemed to be so well-known to us all. And now there is suddenly a new backstory to the rebels on Saurian Major and a new nuance to Cally's motivations.
trevor travis
Spaceship Dispatcher wrote:while Jenna stayed behind to operate the teleport controls and the microwave cooking machines so that dinner would be ready when he got back.

Grin Grin
trevor travis
Spaceship Dispatcher wrote:
@ trevor travis - the Inquisitor robot! Was the a reference to something else like RD, or made up for the story? It worked either way.

Yes the Inquisitor is borrowed from a Red Dwarf episode called... well... "The Inquisitor". Plus there might be a reference to Life, The Universe And Everything thrown in towards the end. Wink

Having given a reason why Travis changed appearances between seasons, I decided to also give a second one within the same month.
Ellen- just fine. Loved your little B7 story.
Zil: Oneness must resist the Host.
With 8 hours and 1 second* to go before June runs out, have just about managed to scramble a Travis ficlet. It's a bit rough, sorry...


Travis raised his arm and rubbed his thumb against his forefinger. The green gem began to glow. This was it. The moment he’d been waiting for. To hell with Servalan’s orders – nothing could stop him now. The target was sitting with his back to the doorway where Travis stood poised, his left arm raised and weapon primed. But before he could fire, the man spoke in a calm, measured tone.

"Lower your weapon, Travis, and come in."

Travis hesitated.

"I know you're there," the voice continued, "and what you intend to do. I also know that you're not going to do it."

"Aren't I?" Travis took three long strides into the room and turned to face his quarry. The other man remained seated, regarding him quizzically over steepled fingers.

"Servalan's orders, Puppeteer," said Travis, taking aim again.

Carnell raised an eyebrow. "I believe her orders are for you to escort me back to Space Command – to her personal quarters, in fact."

"Perhaps. But she has also said that she wants you dead. I'm just saving time. You failed us."

"A temporary setback, I admit, but I did not fail you, Space Commander. I provided you with the catharsis you so badly needed – the opportunity to kill Blake."

"I shot a clone. Blake's still out there; nothing's changed."

"Killing me will not change that, either. But perhaps we can help each other." He gestured for Travis to sit down.

A chess board stood on a low table between them. Carnell took the white queen and black king out of a box of pieces, and placed them on opposite sides of the board. "Servalan," he said, "and Blake."

Travis scowled. "I don't play chess."

"This is a demonstration, not a game," Carnell placed a black knight in the middle of the board. "That's you," he said. He moved a white bishop into position beside the queen. "And this is me."

"What's your point?"

Carnell leaned back in his chair. "Let's talk about ambitions. Servalan wants the Presidency. Blake wants an end to the Federation. I want to preserve my life and restore my reputation. What do you want?"

"You know what I want. Blake's death - it's all I've ever wanted."

"Not so. Before..." Carnell indicated Travis' prosthetic hand "...you wanted to be a good officer and to rise through the ranks. You might have had that opportunity - if Servalan became President, you would have been appointed Supreme Commander, the highest ranking military rank in the Federation. But instead, you are fixated only on killing Blake. And you keep missing." He moved the black knight in a series of little hops, one square forward, one to the side, zig-zagging across the board, not reaching the king.

"Why are you using black pieces for both me and him? We're not on the same side."

"One day you may find that you are." Carnell mused, adding a black bishop and a castle to the squares on either side of the king. "At the moment, Blake is unassailable; with his crew to counsel him and his ship to protect him. But I know where he is going next and what his plans are. That information can be all the advantage you need."


Carnell placed a white castle beside the queen. "Blake will want to strike at the heart of the Federation - Central Control, on Earth. It's up to you how to set about ambushing him." Carnell hop-skipped the black knight back towards the other side of the board, bringing it to a rest in front of the white castle. "But tell me, Travis: what will you do, when Blake is dead? What do you think Servalan will do to you, once you have despatched her greatest enemy and you are no longer needed?"

"I'm a Federation Space Commander, I will always be needed."

Carnell shook his head. "You're a marked man, unstable and a liability. Believe me, she will not hesitate to despatch you, too."

Travis stood up abruptly. "I've heard enough. Are you coming?"

"I don't think so. You can tell Servalan that you couldn't find me."

"No, Puppeteer." With an abrupt movement, Travis raised his hand and fired. "I'll tell her you're dead."

Then he picked up the black knight, and used it to knock over the king. "I hate chess," he muttered, as he pocketed the knight and strode out of the room.


* Extra second added to 30th June
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Travisina that's a great development of the prompt. Of course Travis would kill Carnell and I love the way he gets the idea for trapping Blake at Control ( or the fake one)

Have read back all the stories and so many could be fleshed out into an episode. Hugely entertaining.
Just because I can't sing doesn't mean I won't.
@Ellen - another wonderful glimpse into the lives of our heroes. I'm glad you posted it and it works well with the Solstice prompt.

@Travisina - Oh, I can so easily visualise this scene, the dialogue between Carnell and Travis is perfect as is the ending. Travis would have no tolerance for mindgames or boardgames and I like the idea that he pocketed the knight - perhaps as a talisman.

Only a few hours left - any last minute scribblings?
Maybe this should go in the Mad Sad thread, but Travisina's story reminded me.

Everytime I watch Princess Bride, the hostage scene between Dread Pirate Roberts (Wesley) and Vizzini, where they have the battle of wits....

You put the poison in your own glass?
No, I've spent the last several years building up an immunity to Iocane powder...

In my head, I see Avon and Carnell.
Sadly my story writing muse has deserted me this month. Hopefully I can persuade to return for July.

In the meantime, I have really enjoyed reading all your stories. It has been amazing to see just how everyone interrupted the prompts.
JustBrad wrote:

Everytime I watch Princess Bride, the hostage scene between Dread Pirate Roberts (Wesley) and Vizzini, where they have the battle of wits....

You put the poison in your own glass?
No, I've spent the last several years building up an immunity to Iocane powder...

In my head, I see Avon and Carnell.

Oh, absolutely!
(I love that movie so much - one of the nicest ever made!)
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A very good read, Travisina! The chess metaphor works very well. Interesting to see that Carnell did not read his man correctly but was taken by surprise. Extremely complex puppeteer-style plans that involve predetermining the reactions of humans many steps ahead never convince me. I never cared for the psychological theory of behaviourism - it is just too deterministic. And even if human beings were so predictable, you would need to know too much about their experiences and motivations in order to calculate their reactions. Thus it is very convincing for me to see Carnell fail.
There is a scene in Tom Jones where some people chase another guy. Eventually they arrive at a pub whose name suggests that the owner is from the same town as the guy they are after.
'Let's look for him in there, because the sign might have made him feel welcome and among friends', one of the pursuers says (roughly paraphrasing from memory).
'No, he could guess that me might think so and thus he did not got into the pub', the second one says.
'On the other hand, he might have thought that me think just that ...' And so they discuss endlessly.
In reality, the guy had not stopped at the pub - not because of any cunning reasoning, but because he hadn't noticed the sign - he simply could not read.
And I just loved the fact that that the smug psych strategist lost! So sleekly self satisfied!
Just because I can't sing doesn't mean I won't.
Another great story Travisina! I do love a Carnell story
"If you didn't want the answer, you shouldn't have asked the question."
I'm a couple of days late in closing this thread, but I just wanted to say huge thanks again to all the contributors for your wonderful stories, discussion and feedback.

And of course, grateful thanks again to Purplecleric for running these challenges, without whom we would never have discovered what a talented bunch of writers are here on Horizon.

See you on the July thread!
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