Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Infinite discovery part 79

This fic is rated R

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Chris wandered out and around the ship. He peeped into what he though was an unused room only to find some "happenings" of ill repute. He closed the door quickly.

Thinking back he could not remember ever being on the bridge. Slowly he made his way. When he arrived he met Trent and Tomlin there.

"... its here, and here. The rebel factions were fighting it out after the fall. I don't know if any got the upper hand. Last I knew it was chaos."

Tomlin cut Torn off. "Chris, good to see you. What brings you up here?"

Chris gave him a passing glance while looking around. "Just viewing the ship."

Tomlin nodded. He and Torn looked to each other.

Chris pretended not to notice. He left soon after.

Vince Vaan part 73

Sarganno stared out the window of a local inn. It called for rain, he could see it in the sky. Vince had left him behind with some of his coin. Sarganno didn't really know what to do with himself. He supposed work would have to be sought for the time being.

Looking down, the hustle and bustle of the city could be seen clearly. Wagons came and went through the town. Dealers hawked goods at the local marts which could be clearly seen from his window. Stores at the other end of the street, farther down, opened for business.

Sarganno's gaze looked down below, closer to where he was. The hairs raised on his nape. Two guards stood there, questioning men in the street. They pointed to the inn he stayed at.

Sarganno hurried to leave.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Infinite discovery part 78

This fic is rated R

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Chris woke up the next day feeling like he had a concussion. The previous day was not all that great to him. Molly had her head on his chest. The way he looked at her left nothing to question. He lay his head back and waited until she woke up.

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"Are we clear?" Tomlin said.

An engineer had come up to make his report. "Looks as though we are. Most systems are damaged in some way but we are still able to move."

Trent grunted. "I don't like this. We're sitting ducks."

"If most systems are damaged then they'll be on stand by. We should be able to run silently then." Tomlin told him.

Torn was also close by. His grin hadn't left his face. "I'm up for another fight, alien or otherwise."

Trent did not return his grin this time. He said nothing.

"I'll be down in the mess all if you need me." Torn told them. He left.

"Might as well get in some quality time with the ladies Trent. We'll be in hell soon enough." Tomlin told him.

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Molly woke up, drowsy as ever. She made her way off the bed and across the room, staggering a bit. Chris's look went completely unnoticed.

"I guess I had a bit too much last night." She told him.

Trent decided to let it go. For now.

Vince Vaan part 72

Toque finished off the last of his burgers. He flipped one onto a plate and handed it off before removing his apron. "All right bucko, it's yours. Have fun." He said to the oncoming cook.

Toque exited out the back. Night was beginning to fall. Considering his new appropriation he didn't feel like sleeping. Toque wondered off into the woods. He knew where he was going, and that was good enough for him.

For once things were turning around.

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"Dad, do you know those people?"

His son looked over at them cautiously. Steve kept it in what he supposed. If they were with Barbara they shouldn't have been a bad lot.

"No but Barbara's an old friend of ours. Don't worry son, I'm sure they aren't bad men."

Nancy sat at the edge of the small field looking at the rough and tumble group nervously. "Steve... Steve where are we going to sleep?"

Steve looked up to her momentarily. "Under the stars of course. Don't worry, if things get bad they'll protect us.

"Tomorrow we'll work on expanding this field, right boys?"

Both his sons acknowledged.

From back at the house shouting could be heard. A fight had broken out between two of Barbara's men. She didn't care in the least; it helped to past the time and see which of her men was the toughest of the bunch. She watch as, like any boxing match, two men went toe to toe.

"Kick his bloody ass!"

"Fuck him up! I want to see teeth flying."

"I got too much riding on this! You better win."

And more colorful banter flew. Barbara was used to it. Men will be men after all.

A right hook connected and the other went down for the count. The men cheered, others cursed wildly. Money was tossed back and forth as bets were lost. After everything was said and done most departed for a corner to sleep in.

Barbara knew better. Even so, she took off much of her outer layer clothing. Nearly every man's eye caught her that was present. She smirked; it had been a long time again. Boys will be boys.

"Hey boss, you want the couch?"

Wordlessly she wandered over to him. She laid down where he had been a moment before. A moment passed and a blanket was laid over the top of her. She smiled but said nothing. Even brutes had a gentlemanly side to them.