Re: The Great Belligerency [Round 1: The Rainy Place]
08-14-2010, 03:22 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by slipsicle.
The young woman had found a radio in the workshop, and had, for the past few minutes, been dancing to soft jazz.
Then the power went out.
The workshop was plunged into darkness and silence.
Shortly thereafter, Phil entered the room, bright headlamp illuminating the cluttered space; unfinished odds and ends casting undefined shadows throughout the area.
Then he heard giggling; musical, like soft bells on the wind.
He didn't bother saying "Hello?" or anything so asinine as that. If they wanted to reveal themselves, they would. And if not, he'd find them anywa-
His headlamp was suddenly shining on a beautiful young woman, smiling innocently at the helmeted man.
"I... uh..."
Smile.
"Uh... hello?" he tried.
The girl moved closer, and rested a finger daintily on his chestpiece. "La, what a marvelous piece of work! I do love a man in armor." She beamed, looking up at Phil through her eyelashes. Standing on her tip-toes, she brought her mouth to the side of his helmet, and whispered huskily, "but I like to see them out of it even better."
Still grinning, she lowered herself back down in front of him, biting her lower lip just a little, and gestured for him to follow as she backed away slowly into the darkness.
The young woman had found a radio in the workshop, and had, for the past few minutes, been dancing to soft jazz.
Then the power went out.
The workshop was plunged into darkness and silence.
Shortly thereafter, Phil entered the room, bright headlamp illuminating the cluttered space; unfinished odds and ends casting undefined shadows throughout the area.
Then he heard giggling; musical, like soft bells on the wind.
He didn't bother saying "Hello?" or anything so asinine as that. If they wanted to reveal themselves, they would. And if not, he'd find them anywa-
His headlamp was suddenly shining on a beautiful young woman, smiling innocently at the helmeted man.
"I... uh..."
Smile.
"Uh... hello?" he tried.
The girl moved closer, and rested a finger daintily on his chestpiece. "La, what a marvelous piece of work! I do love a man in armor." She beamed, looking up at Phil through her eyelashes. Standing on her tip-toes, she brought her mouth to the side of his helmet, and whispered huskily, "but I like to see them out of it even better."
Still grinning, she lowered herself back down in front of him, biting her lower lip just a little, and gestured for him to follow as she backed away slowly into the darkness.