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Sevenfold Synchronicity by Hera (NC-17)
Fandom: BLAKES7
Pairing: Incidental Tarrant/Tarrant and Vila/Vila, but mostly big-time Avon-on-Avon action
Author on LJ: ?
Author Website: ?
Why this must be read:
Yes, you read that right. You see, in 1998 the BBC sullied the memory of B7 by broadcasting a rotten radio play, "The Sevenfold Crown." The crown itself was a magical device for concentrating psychic power. Anyway in the course of a teleport malfunction (thus anticipating "wardrobe malfunction" by a number of years) Avon becomes replicated.
So what would happen if two Avons occupied the same room?
The Avons proved to be of precisely no use at all. Once they had recovered from the shock, they became immersed in a scientific discussion, which rapidly degenerated from high-minded intellectualism into analysis of the commercial possibilities.[...] Could they create a whole army of Avons?
Tarrant stopped listening before he threw up. An army of Avons? And what exactly did he intend to accomplish with that, create an 'ironic' sector of the galaxy? Grind the Federation down with snappy finger pointing and drawling?
But of course, with your slashgoggles on, the next move is inevitable:
Avon awoke in his own arms and kissed himself tenderly. The response was predictably enthusiastic, and tongues circled as legs entwined and hips began to slowly grind against each other. At last--a partner who really understood his needs.
Despite Dayna's and Soolin's efforts at maintaining a shred of crew discipline, Vila and Tarrant insist on their own duplicates. Then things apparently return to normal, just in time for a wonderfully funny and sinister ending.
Sevenfold Synchronicity
Pairing: Incidental Tarrant/Tarrant and Vila/Vila, but mostly big-time Avon-on-Avon action
Author on LJ: ?
Author Website: ?
Why this must be read:
Yes, you read that right. You see, in 1998 the BBC sullied the memory of B7 by broadcasting a rotten radio play, "The Sevenfold Crown." The crown itself was a magical device for concentrating psychic power. Anyway in the course of a teleport malfunction (thus anticipating "wardrobe malfunction" by a number of years) Avon becomes replicated.
So what would happen if two Avons occupied the same room?
The Avons proved to be of precisely no use at all. Once they had recovered from the shock, they became immersed in a scientific discussion, which rapidly degenerated from high-minded intellectualism into analysis of the commercial possibilities.[...] Could they create a whole army of Avons?
Tarrant stopped listening before he threw up. An army of Avons? And what exactly did he intend to accomplish with that, create an 'ironic' sector of the galaxy? Grind the Federation down with snappy finger pointing and drawling?
But of course, with your slashgoggles on, the next move is inevitable:
Avon awoke in his own arms and kissed himself tenderly. The response was predictably enthusiastic, and tongues circled as legs entwined and hips began to slowly grind against each other. At last--a partner who really understood his needs.
Despite Dayna's and Soolin's efforts at maintaining a shred of crew discipline, Vila and Tarrant insist on their own duplicates. Then things apparently return to normal, just in time for a wonderfully funny and sinister ending.
Sevenfold Synchronicity