Hard Words (Crackfic story)
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Title: Hard Words
Author: entropy_house
Fandom: Blakes 7
Claim: Kerr Avon
Word Count: 210
Prompt: Famous Last Words
Rating and Warnings: Be brave. Take a chance.
Synopsis: If I tell you the synopsis, I'd have to kill you.
Hard Words
Avon's hands were behind his back in the approved fashion, spine straight and heart racing as the Interrogator finished with the person ahead of him. It was his turn.
"Love."
Avon sneered inwardly. Love was so easy; he handled that with disdain. The Interrogator noted his response and went on to the next victim.
"Friend." Oh, that was possibly tricky, but not for Avon.
People dropped, and the remaining ones moved to close their ranks. The questions would become harder, now.
"Liaison." Avon looked at the Interrogator, controlling his urge to panic. Had the man found his weakness? No, Avon managed a reply that sent the man away. For the moment. He would be back. Under the harsh lights, Avon felt sweat run down his back, pooling beneath his clasped hands.
"Rendezvous." Avon stumbled, but caught himself before making a fatal flaw. He watched out of the corner of his eyes as Tarrant was led away, weeping. Arrogance had been his downfall.
"Relationship." Avon smiled. That was easy. He replied quickly, and the chamber went silent. Then a loud buzzer rang, making him jump.
The Interrogator shook his head. "There is only one 'L' in 'relationship'."
Shocked, Avon burst out sobbing. He'd so wanted to win the Dome Spelling Bee.
Title: Hard Words
Author: entropy_house
Fandom: Blakes 7
Claim: Kerr Avon
Word Count: 210
Prompt: Famous Last Words
Rating and Warnings: Be brave. Take a chance.
Synopsis: If I tell you the synopsis, I'd have to kill you.
Hard Words
Avon's hands were behind his back in the approved fashion, spine straight and heart racing as the Interrogator finished with the person ahead of him. It was his turn.
"Love."
Avon sneered inwardly. Love was so easy; he handled that with disdain. The Interrogator noted his response and went on to the next victim.
"Friend." Oh, that was possibly tricky, but not for Avon.
People dropped, and the remaining ones moved to close their ranks. The questions would become harder, now.
"Liaison." Avon looked at the Interrogator, controlling his urge to panic. Had the man found his weakness? No, Avon managed a reply that sent the man away. For the moment. He would be back. Under the harsh lights, Avon felt sweat run down his back, pooling beneath his clasped hands.
"Rendezvous." Avon stumbled, but caught himself before making a fatal flaw. He watched out of the corner of his eyes as Tarrant was led away, weeping. Arrogance had been his downfall.
"Relationship." Avon smiled. That was easy. He replied quickly, and the chamber went silent. Then a loud buzzer rang, making him jump.
The Interrogator shook his head. "There is only one 'L' in 'relationship'."
Shocked, Avon burst out sobbing. He'd so wanted to win the Dome Spelling Bee.