Re: \"Titans\" -Warriors of Virtue
Ok. Just two thing, two niggly little nitpicky things: Warren, could you try to use less ellipses? It's great for the mood, but it's getting a bit trying on my eyes. And I'm calling it Titan until I come up with a better name - a lot of it rides on what organization we decide these guys work for. Thanks.
And, 'cause having the flu makes Channe a crazy, slightly ungrammatical writer:
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INT. DARKENED ROOM
Keller awakens, laying akimbo on the floor like a Christmas package shoddily wrapped and badly delivered. There's not much light here; what little light there is slides in from the bottom of an otherwise sealed door. But it's enough to see her fairly clearly, as well as the crumpled figure in the corner - wearing a Titan jumpsuit.
Pushing herself up on her right shoulder, she collapses, and swears. Reaching up, she touches it and comes away with blood - a LOT of blood - on her hand. Her right arm, examined, is uncovered and bruised in multiple places - as if a careless nurse tended to her in a hospital and kept on missing the vein.
She moves over - she's still very sore, and favors the newfound injury on her right shoulder - to shake the crewmember. When he doesn't wake up - she turns him over, and finds his features caught in a painful rictus of death.
KELLER (letting out a breath)
Hell. Bravo team.
She sighs. She's seen her share of dead in her day, but there's always that emptiness when you find out the dead is someone you've had a drink with...
KELLER
What, Tom... did you tell them what they wanted to know? Or didn't you? I could use some advice, here.
She begins to search the body - there could be something she could use, after all, and he can't exactly use it. She pockets his ID tag, but other than that there's nothing.
ALIEN VOICE (like Kaheel's)
THERE ARE MORE.
KELLER (looks up)
More - more what?
ALIEN VOICE
WHERE THAT CAME FROM.
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I'd like to see these people as something other than regular Earth military - we should definitely take into consideration the fact that the whole piece seems to revolve around genetics...
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Channe, the next JMS, who lives for the One and dies for the chocolate cheesecake
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OnlineDude: I suppose now would not be the time to bring up the old one about the starlet who was so new to Hollywood she slept with the writer...
JMS: But that was only because she heard that in Hollywood, *everyone* screws the writer.
[This message has been edited by channe (edited October 23, 2001).]