RE: SeaWyrm's Talon Exercises
11-29-2012, 10:15 PM
"Stop the train! Stop it!"
Hongarr the Great leapt down with a howl of barbaric rage and landed on the tracks. He snorted like a bull and braced his mighty calves against the rails.
"No, Hongarr!" I cried, "That won't work! Look out for the-"
But it was too late. The train had collided with Hongarr, and the cow catcher had scooped him off the ground. He clung to the engine with a look of bewilderment on his face, his muscles trembling with confusion as the train carried him away.
I strained my fleshy wings, trying to catch up. The heliwagon behind me was too slow - cursing, I unbuckled the harness from my torso. The others would have to find some other way to catch up.
As I flew past the train, I saw Danielle and Elise running across the tops of the train cars beside me. They must have jumped - Danielle relying on her primate reflexes and prehensile toes and tail, Elise the Bearded Lady on her raw chutzpah. I reached the engine car.
"Hold on, Hongarr!" I cried. He grunted in acknowledgement.
As I looked around for a brake lever, Danielle and Elise caught up.
"Where's everyone else?" asked Elise.
"They fell behind. Hongarr's riding the cow-catcher. Do either of you see a brake lever anywhere?"
They shook their hairy heads. "I think it broke off," ooked Danielle, pointing at a jagged stump of metal near the floor.
"Blast. Then I'm calling it - you two go back to the previous car and unhook it."
"What about you?"
"Someone needs to save Hongarr. Besides, I'm in the least danger of anyone, you know?" I flashed a grin and pointed a thumb at my incredible pair of wings, not admitting that I was so tired from catching up with the train, I wasn't sure I could glide a foot to save my life.
The Indomitable Freak Sisters nodded and went back to do as I had instructed. There was a thump, and the engine was free.
It sped up, thanks to the decreased mass.
"Okay up there, Hongarr?" I asked.
"Quite well," he responded sarcastically, "if you ignore the fact that I'm stuck on the front of a runaway train."
---15 Mins---
Tomorrow's will be the last one of these for a while, methinks. I want to move my efforts to more prolonged forms of writing.
Hongarr the Great leapt down with a howl of barbaric rage and landed on the tracks. He snorted like a bull and braced his mighty calves against the rails.
"No, Hongarr!" I cried, "That won't work! Look out for the-"
But it was too late. The train had collided with Hongarr, and the cow catcher had scooped him off the ground. He clung to the engine with a look of bewilderment on his face, his muscles trembling with confusion as the train carried him away.
I strained my fleshy wings, trying to catch up. The heliwagon behind me was too slow - cursing, I unbuckled the harness from my torso. The others would have to find some other way to catch up.
As I flew past the train, I saw Danielle and Elise running across the tops of the train cars beside me. They must have jumped - Danielle relying on her primate reflexes and prehensile toes and tail, Elise the Bearded Lady on her raw chutzpah. I reached the engine car.
"Hold on, Hongarr!" I cried. He grunted in acknowledgement.
As I looked around for a brake lever, Danielle and Elise caught up.
"Where's everyone else?" asked Elise.
"They fell behind. Hongarr's riding the cow-catcher. Do either of you see a brake lever anywhere?"
They shook their hairy heads. "I think it broke off," ooked Danielle, pointing at a jagged stump of metal near the floor.
"Blast. Then I'm calling it - you two go back to the previous car and unhook it."
"What about you?"
"Someone needs to save Hongarr. Besides, I'm in the least danger of anyone, you know?" I flashed a grin and pointed a thumb at my incredible pair of wings, not admitting that I was so tired from catching up with the train, I wasn't sure I could glide a foot to save my life.
The Indomitable Freak Sisters nodded and went back to do as I had instructed. There was a thump, and the engine was free.
It sped up, thanks to the decreased mass.
"Okay up there, Hongarr?" I asked.
"Quite well," he responded sarcastically, "if you ignore the fact that I'm stuck on the front of a runaway train."
---15 Mins---
Tomorrow's will be the last one of these for a while, methinks. I want to move my efforts to more prolonged forms of writing.