Jan. 6th, 2016

Not much of interest to report today, although I had a much better day today than yesterday. It's getting well and truly cold here, and I can't find the bottoms of my long underwear. (I found the tops! And a cache of sweaters and turtlenecks I totally forgot I had. But not the bottoms. Very frustrating.)

No dog news, which is probably good dog news.

Also, more ridiculous fic! It's at 9k and I just wrote my first action sequence in the fic. I feel like it's been a while since I wrote action, so I'm probably going to have to go back and do a lot of editing, but:

"Could you help me here? Please?" Taylor demanded, barely dodging a punch using the ancient and little-known Earth technique of "try to back up and then nearly trip over the unconscious bloke on the ground."

"I don't know how to fight!" said Neeloc.

"Oh, and you think I do?" Taylor asked. The Silurian guard grabbed him by his throat.

Neeloc used his mop to whack at the guard's head to very little avail; Taylor was very busy trying not to suffocate so he couldn't see what Neeloc did after that but presumably it wasn't very effective. Then the guard gave a shout and released him, and Taylor could breathe again.

"Oh my god, finally," said Taylor, gasping for breath. "What did you..." Neeloc was standing there looking baffled as Taylor felt, and the guard -- oh, of course. The guard was lying on the ground cursing and trying to shake off the little Silurian girl, whose sharp teeth were still closed on his other wrist.

Neeloc frowned, and seized Taylor's shovel from his loose grip. With the air of a conquering knight he pointed it, blade end first, at the Silurian guard. "I've got this handled," he told the little girl, with his own childish sort of solemnity, and she spat the guard's hand out with disgust, got to her feet, and dusted herself off.

Then Neeloc addressed the guard. "You. We can do this the easy way or the way that involves hitting you with this shovel. I would suggest the easy way, although, to be fair it's actually just the easy way for me, since I haven't tested this antidote it could actually have some really nasty side effects. Although, if it works all right it's the easy way for you too, since you don't have to do anything! You don't have to do anything if I hit you with the shovel either, though. ...So I suppose the question is more, would you prefer to do this the way that involves dubious scientific ethics and possibly skin lesions or another head or something but not actual violence, or the way that involves a nasty concussion?"

The guard raised his head to frown at Neeloc, and then at Taylor.

"Yeah, I don't know what he's on about half the time either," said Taylor, apologetically. "Neeloc, give me the shovel."

"No! You had your turn with the shovel! I have it now!" said Neeloc.

"I saw it first!" said Taylor.

The guard lowered his head with a disgusted grunt.

I'm still verrrrry sloooowly working my way through the Yuletide collection. It will probably take me until June, argh. I keep reading really good stories in fandoms I don't actually know. (Currently I'm in the middle of that magic AU baseball RPF one. I know nothing about baseball but if you add magic I am so there.)



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