I've finished Chapter 7. Phew. It will need proofreading and rechecking before I'd actually post it, but at least it's done for now.
Excerpt:
They emerge again a short time later, in a steamy maze of vertical, diagonal and horizontal conduits, escorted by the three Suliban, who now hold Archer’s plasma pistol. The situation has vague similarities to an official arrest.
“Do you think they’re taking us to their leader?” Archer jokes. Hoshi’s wordless glare speaks volumes. “No, I don’t think so, either,” he continues, completely unfazed by the fact that they’ve been captured.
Hoshi gives him another glare. “Be careful what you wish for, Captain – you might get it!”
Where they’re actually brought is a small, open area, where Sandra and Ianto are already being held. It’s obviously very warm in there because Sandra has already shed her parka and is about to get rid of her blouse without taking off her corset.
“What?” she snaps at Archer whose eyes are widening at the sight. “It’s boiling hot in here; and it’s not as if the lizards would care.”
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A Matter of Time
on 2015-07-29 02:30 pm (UTC)Excerpt:
They emerge again a short time later, in a steamy maze of vertical, diagonal and horizontal conduits, escorted by the three Suliban, who now hold Archer’s plasma pistol. The situation has vague similarities to an official arrest.
“Do you think they’re taking us to their leader?” Archer jokes. Hoshi’s wordless glare speaks volumes. “No, I don’t think so, either,” he continues, completely unfazed by the fact that they’ve been captured.
Hoshi gives him another glare. “Be careful what you wish for, Captain – you might get it!”
Where they’re actually brought is a small, open area, where Sandra and Ianto are already being held. It’s obviously very warm in there because Sandra has already shed her parka and is about to get rid of her blouse without taking off her corset.
“What?” she snaps at Archer whose eyes are widening at the sight. “It’s boiling hot in here; and it’s not as if the lizards would care.”
The Suliban seem fairly indifferent indeed.