vilakins | Ficlet: Wish Upon a Shooting Star

The topic last week on b7friday was wishes and this is set just at the beginning of Aftermath so it will only make sense if you've seen that. 350 words with an angst warning.

Wish Upon a Shooting Star

The only sound was the soft lapping of water against the sides of their boat. Hal sat silent and patient, waiting for a bite. There was a large school of fish near them; he could 'see' them with the right settings on his sensor, if only as a fuzzy, ever-changing amorphous blob. He smiled, content. He liked this time best: floating out there on the sea in the very early morning, far from land, Sarrans, and his work. He could relax out here.

Dayna loved being out so early it was still dark, as if she'd sneaked up on the world. Everything felt mysterious and secretive, like a vast slumbering beast just beginning to stir.

Lauren rested her chin on the side of the boat, watching the starry reflections on the dark water. Her people were afraid of the sea, of the shifting strangeness of it, but to her it meant security and safety, a home under the waves where she mattered, where she'd never be discarded and left to die just because she was an extra mouth to feed.

The water looked extra bright tonight. Lauren looked up and gasped. "A meteor shower!"

Hal turned his face uselessly upwards, though he knew his sensor would detect only emptiness.

Dayna laughed. "They're like fireworks!"

"The ancients," Hal said, "regarded them as omens of change."

"My people think they're good luck," said Lauren. "They make wishes on them."

"Let's do that!" Dayna grabbed Lauren's hand impulsively.

"All right, but it's bad luck to say your wish out loud."

The two girls squeezed their eyes shut, but Hal's remained sightlessly open as he thought, Don't let them leave me, my daughters, not while I still live.

Dayna giggled and thought to herself, I want to be swept away, far from here, by a... oh, I don't know, a tall dark stranger like in those silly books.

And Lauren wished for that one small aching gap to be filled in her life. She was loved and wanted here, but something in her still longed for her own people to notice her and care.

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Lovely. Moral: be careful what you wish for, you might get it...

:D

In the B7 universe, very likely. :-(

Oh dear. Sort of Delphic wishes...

That's what you get for wishing on a space battle.

Ouch. That's so quietly written, but knowing what's to come makes it sting.

Thank you.

Hm. I think the effect was ruined for me when I read Dayna's wish as 'a tall dark stranger in silly boots'. Hee. My fault, sorry. But I loved the scene of the family in the boat.

I love it--silly boots! He probably was, too, mincing about on the beach on high-heels.

It's great. A shame Lauren didn't wish a little more carefully.

I know. I really liked Lauren and would have loved her to join the crew too. I was shocked when she was killed like that.

And Anna! Vila and Kerril will have to friend her when I get home. That is Neneithel, right? :-D Kerril's a bit behind in friending as I don't often log in as her.

Yes, Anna is one of mine. I should have said who I was. I keep forgetting which I'm logged in as. I keep starting new ones these days. :)

Hey, you wouldn't fancy joining our

b7_rpg game, would you? It's just Vila, Kerril, Cally and Stark (from Farscape) right now--no, wait, Travis is still on board too (it's a long story). Avon and Blake used to be and left, Jenna turns up now and them, and though Tarrant and Soolin are theoretically also in the crew, they haven't been heard from for months. we don't have a Dayna though.

Carnell and Anna probably wouldn't work (one being far too omniscient and the other dead) but let's see: Deva or Dayna might be fun, or someone else. If you fancy playing someone who'd fit into the Mumak's crew (Vila nicked a huge pine freighter from GP), we'd be delighted if you joined us. We don't play often enough for it to be a huge time commitment; in fact we haven't dome any for 2-3 weeks because one of the players has been away every weekend of that time.

That sounds great!

It would be interesting to play Dayna.

Yay! [jumps up and down] We're in the throes of blowing up a Federation power plant in return for weapons crystals; maybe we could encounter Dayna there! There were rumours that she was alive at a couple of points in the game to allow her to be played if anyone wanted to. Hey, she could be one of the off-planet engineers one of the miners mentioned! Check out the game to catch up; you don't have to go back further than this year's posts as there were extra characters who have left; it'll only get confusing. Everything you need to see is on the first page of

name; just start at the first post for 2005.

We hope to [play more this weekend. Sometimes we play an hour or so week nights (early evening for me, very late night for the USans) but that's out for you as it's early morning for you. We'll work it out. The more people, the more we can do things without everyone there.

There's also a private OOC community used for game chat; I'll have to see about one of the major players becoming a mod so we can join people. At the moment I have to ask one of two people who no longer play.

Woot! [bounce]

I've set up a Dayna one. Ready to join any time.

Cool! We'll have three tough women and poor Vila and Stark! The females definitely are deadlier in this universe. It'll probably be this weekend. (I hope.) Have you got an e-mail addy? Let me know at mine (on my user-info page). :-D

That last line's a killer. Very sad little story.

I wanted to write something different from my usual stuff. Poor Lauren.

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