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Blake's 7

Blake's 7Dawn signed for the delivery, Spike still too wrapped up in having all 57 episodes of The Professionals in his possession to have noticed the courier's knock.

"Spike, another delivery." She nearly lost fingers in Spike's pounce shred attack and wondered if this counted as using his vampiric speed for good or evil.

Two boxes, (one silver, one bronze) emerged from the packaging. "Blake's 7! A bunch of morally ambiguous prisoners steal a ship and form an interplanetary resistance group battling for survival against a totalitarian super-power."

Dawn looked blank.

"Bloody Americans! Complete disregard for Brit telly pop culture."

open_on_sundaychallenge #67: the 80s
Part of the Mischief!verse
Tags: dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, mischief, spike

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