Space Challenge by Tara Keezer
Title: Naked
Author: Tara Keezer
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: due South/Battlestar Galactica crossover
Notes: This challenge hit just after I started obssessing over the thought of Fraser and Leoben in conflict. This fic takes place several months after Knife. It’s not necessary to read the other before you read this, though if you want to, I suggest you read Knife first. 300 words.
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Fraser always wakes up naked and alone, but for the centurion standing guard over his alcove. He assumes this is part of Leoben’s efforts to break him, though it might just be a general expression of contempt for humankind. Cylons, Fraser has found, are always eager to show him how little they care about his species. However, he thinks they’re anxious for humanity’s attention, much the way a rebellious teenager will constantly misbehave in an effort to make sure her parents are still watching.
Still, it’s tiresome being kept naked, and it’s beginning to wear on him in ways small and large, just as the dinners with Leoben are becoming more difficult. Early on, Fraser once made an effort to fight back, but all that garnered him was a knife driven through his hand. He tries to draw his right hand into a fist as he thinks back to that night, then stops, giving it up as a lost cause. Leoben’s aim had been true, slicing through at least one tendon, possibly two, and it’s unlikely that Fraser will ever regain the full use of his hand.
Not that it matters.
As far as Fraser knows, the base ship he’s on is far from Earth and on its way to another planet - Caprica, Leoben told him - and he’ll never see his home again. Rather, he won’t see Earth again as long as he continues to deny Leoben what he wants. And Fraser will deny Leoben what he’s desperate for as long as he draws breath. Once Fraser’s dead, he will win this particular battle.
Until then, however, Fraser will not pretend a love he does not feel for Leoben, will not offer the kiss Leoben so very much wants Fraser to volunteer, will never again mistake Leoben for Ray Kowalski.
Author: Tara Keezer
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: due South/Battlestar Galactica crossover
Notes: This challenge hit just after I started obssessing over the thought of Fraser and Leoben in conflict. This fic takes place several months after Knife. It’s not necessary to read the other before you read this, though if you want to, I suggest you read Knife first. 300 words.
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Fraser always wakes up naked and alone, but for the centurion standing guard over his alcove. He assumes this is part of Leoben’s efforts to break him, though it might just be a general expression of contempt for humankind. Cylons, Fraser has found, are always eager to show him how little they care about his species. However, he thinks they’re anxious for humanity’s attention, much the way a rebellious teenager will constantly misbehave in an effort to make sure her parents are still watching.
Still, it’s tiresome being kept naked, and it’s beginning to wear on him in ways small and large, just as the dinners with Leoben are becoming more difficult. Early on, Fraser once made an effort to fight back, but all that garnered him was a knife driven through his hand. He tries to draw his right hand into a fist as he thinks back to that night, then stops, giving it up as a lost cause. Leoben’s aim had been true, slicing through at least one tendon, possibly two, and it’s unlikely that Fraser will ever regain the full use of his hand.
Not that it matters.
As far as Fraser knows, the base ship he’s on is far from Earth and on its way to another planet - Caprica, Leoben told him - and he’ll never see his home again. Rather, he won’t see Earth again as long as he continues to deny Leoben what he wants. And Fraser will deny Leoben what he’s desperate for as long as he draws breath. Once Fraser’s dead, he will win this particular battle.
Until then, however, Fraser will not pretend a love he does not feel for Leoben, will not offer the kiss Leoben so very much wants Fraser to volunteer, will never again mistake Leoben for Ray Kowalski.