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intertribal) wrote2012-03-23 07:22 pm
intertribal) wrote2012-03-23 07:22 pm
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some boys wander by mistake, too
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barry_king: The Rules: Go to page 77 of your current MS. Go to line 7. Copy down the next 7 lines/sentences and post them as they’re written. No cheating.
It's not really that "current" of an MS at this point (last touched August 2011, before I moved to DC for grad school), but it'll have to do. It's Junction Rally.
“Hey, Rodriguez,” said Paul when Team Gold paraded past. “Thanks for switching with me.” He grinned crookedly and ran to catch up with Jason, who was wearing the flag like a cape and staring straight ahead with the focus of a bullet. Other people just slid off Jason like water. Sam knew that the smart thing to do would be to get in Jason’s good graces, because that kid was clearly going to inherit everything. Marcus hadn’t done that and he was treading water, always getting the shittiest assignments – taking the injured to the clinic, disposing of corpses. And Sam, being the idiot his sisters always told him he was, had just traded in a spot on Jason’s team for a chance to be around a demon.
barry_king: The Rules: Go to page 77 of your current MS. Go to line 7. Copy down the next 7 lines/sentences and post them as they’re written. No cheating.It's not really that "current" of an MS at this point (last touched August 2011, before I moved to DC for grad school), but it'll have to do. It's Junction Rally.
“Hey, Rodriguez,” said Paul when Team Gold paraded past. “Thanks for switching with me.” He grinned crookedly and ran to catch up with Jason, who was wearing the flag like a cape and staring straight ahead with the focus of a bullet. Other people just slid off Jason like water. Sam knew that the smart thing to do would be to get in Jason’s good graces, because that kid was clearly going to inherit everything. Marcus hadn’t done that and he was treading water, always getting the shittiest assignments – taking the injured to the clinic, disposing of corpses. And Sam, being the idiot his sisters always told him he was, had just traded in a spot on Jason’s team for a chance to be around a demon.
Long Sentences
Swift gave them a look half incredulous and half disgusted, and there might have been another half in there, and I know that adds up to more than a fucking whole, but it was a lot of expression for just one face.
“So he won’t be dead or… too ruined, I guess, to take back. Gem’s right about the ghost, by the way; no point in fighting her; stealing wouldn’t work either since, being a ghost, she could just decide to haunt the map, if she’s hasn’t been the whole time. Which, incidentally, would explain how she can wander around anywhere she pleases, though the daylight thing is still pretty suspicious.”
There was a little respect in Gem’s eyes and admiration plain and fucking gormless on Qualm’s face, and Swift basked. She also got a little drunk off of it, which made the rest of the words tumble appallingly out of her mouth.