Sunday, June 30, 2013

#8Sunday - Drained - Episode 22: Sniffing

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This week follows closely behind last week.


Luke Delaney had sniffed me.

I stood frozen in place, part of me hoping that I was hearing things, the other part - I'd place an estimate at say, ninety two point three percent - hoping it was true.

I had only ever heard about sniffing from the others; while they compared notes about their spouses/significant others. If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm still kind of new to the mutant world.

According to the other females - the more experienced ones - sniffing only meant one thing. The Sergeant was interested. In me.

The back of my neck tingled as he stepped closer.


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Sunday, June 23, 2013

#8Sunday - Drained - Episode 21: Luke Part Two #WIP

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I'm keeping it short right now -- I've got a little over an hour before I need to leave for work. Awesomely, I remembered as I was falling asleep last night that today was Sunday. As my niece would say... "That's so extra". Still have no idea what that means, but what the hell. I'll go with it today.

This follows close behind last week, and right after Casey has been advised that rank doesn't prevent relationships in the mutant world.


The temperature in the room rose as Luke's eyes seemed to tear my clothes off where I stood. I cleared my throat.

"Something you needed, Sergeant?"

The tip of his tongue rested on the corner of his upper lip for a moment. He cocked his head and fixed those slate gray orbs on me.

I thought I was going to incinerate and prayed it would not be quick.

"Information for you, Colonel."

I tore my eyes away from him and noticed, for the first time, the folder in his hand. The black circular stamp on the front with the red splash marring it gave away its origins.


I am stuck in the land of real people for the next 10-12 hours, and my last exam is tomorrow morning, so I will be delayed in catching up on blogs this week...

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Sunday, June 16, 2013

#8Sunday - Drained - Episode 20: Luke Delaney

Happy Fathers Day!

So awesomely, I missed the deadline last week to sign up for wewriwa. I was debating, as the clock tick tick ticked towards the final minutes, as to whether or not I really wanted to dedicate my Sunday off with the Boolighan (my 10 y/o) to reading and writing. I decided at the last possible second that I didn't, then changed my mind and -- lo and behold -- the linky was closed. Can I get a big fat duh.

Turns out, the Boolighan had his buddies over and played X Box Live. So it was, essentially, an opportunity wasted. Lesson (possibly) learned (but probably not).

On a positive note, I wrote the next part to my WIP, DRAINED, during the week, despite exams being a week away and needing to focus on them. The muse... Always strikes at the most inopportune times... But whatever. The part is written, posted on wattpad and freaking awesmazing. It is also where I am pulling this weeks sentences from.


There was a knock on the door. It swung open to reveal Staff Sergeant Luke Delaney -- gods gift to the world.

The man was chiseled out of diamond; so well muscled that the sleeves of his uniform should have split at the seams. He had flawless golden skin, brown hair flecked with honey-colored highlights, and the most riveting gray eyes that I had ever seen. If I wasn't his superior I would have thrown him the ground then and there. And let's just say it wouldn't have been to demonstrate a new karate hold.

None of my education could prepare me for the surge of hormones attacking me the instant Luke stepped into the lab. All I could do was stare at him, humiliated that I was nothing more than a blithering idiot in his gorgeous manly presence.


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Sunday, June 2, 2013

#8Sunday - Drained - Episode 19: You've Got Nothing #WeWriWa

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This week takes off from last week, because I know how much everyone enjoys Cavanough. I hope he's about to get his comeuppance.


"You are only the doctor because I've allowed it," he sneered. "Have you forgotten what happened to the doctor you replaced?"

I wanted to snap that I couldn't forget that which I had never been told, but I held my tongue. Cavanough was a piece of work.

"I'm the doctor because I have the education," I took a deep breath. "You can attempt to dispute that all you want. You didn't award me with this position, I earned it." The team was in my head, and I smiled as they filled in the details I was lacking.

"Besides, unlike the other doctor whose sudden brain injury made you believe she was unfit, you, Sir, don't have shit on me."


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