Ficlet: Armed and Nervous

[vilakins]

Last week's b7friday topic was humour, and I wrote two stories for it. Here's the first: set during season 1 - 140 words.

Armed and Nervous

"No," said Travis. "It's unnecessary."

Servalan raised her eyebrows. "It is an order."

"One I choose not to obey." Travis flexed his artificial hand with the laseron crystal in a none-too-subtle reminder of his armed arm.

Servalan smiled creamily and twirled her glass flower. She touched it lightly to her chin and looked at him over it. "You're not afraid, are you? The victor of Zircaster?"

Travis glared, then turned on his heel and left.

***
"It's done." Travis stood at attention, staring straight ahead.

"I'd be remiss if I didn't check, now wouldn't I?" Servalan dialled a comms number and spoke briefly to the woman in white who appeared on her screen.

She frowned as she closed the connection. "Travis. You will return to the clinic for your flu inoculation, and this time you'll get it in the right arm."

Comments

[zoefruitcake.livejournal.com]

Ha! :0)

[kalypso-v.livejournal.com]

I read that as 1,140 words, and thought that's a bit long for a ficlet! So delightfully surprised by this short jab.

[vilakins.livejournal.com]

I shall edit it and use a full stop, though that's as likely to confuse Germans. :-P

[vilakins.livejournal.com]

I went for a dash for minimum confusion.