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Also was thinking about whatever 'hit' the Fighter. A shot from the planet?
* They'd already landed when the Fighter got hit, and heard over Cecilia's freq that there is danger (a la beams), and they happen to be near the source, and Wild. Dag sees the beams fired, and runs to stop it, but gets shot herself. Now we have dead Dag, guilty Wild, hurt Sslar, and Ben, Brittle and Muckles nowhere near neno. Could work, I guess.
Originally posted by wildtimes
There's no real reason to have Dag dead, too...and she really was looking forward to being on the planet. I had outlined her next moves and was working up ideas.
It seems it would just be unnecessary gratuitous violence to kill her off. Unless she'd be more handy in the ethereal realm, I'd kind of like to keep her around. Or not. I don't know.
It feels contrived to me, and I'm having doubts about it being anything of quality that's not just sappy melodrama.
Can I say "no, I've thought it over, and I don't want to kill her off just yet using the Fighter's meltdown....but I'll continue to consider it as a possibility as we move forward."...? If that's acceptable, then that is what I would like to do.
park the character on Khalamzadar as The First Intentional Settler or some such. that way she can rest up, and come into the story as needed later. I'd recommend a more northerly clime as being more comfortable (and potentially less likely to try to eat her), but that would be up to you. Grasslands, open country, farm land, that sort of thing. neno has land he can sell her on the cheap, and for the right price might even throw in a bridge, and the ruined city it sits in!
Originally posted by wildtimes
I can imagine her and neno discussing what should be done, and realizing she has no choice.
I'm pretty lost right now in terms of the whole thing. .... perhaps it's best, in order to keep the story moving, for us to skip ahead to Sslar being back in shape and with neno. You had mentioned her recovery, any new ideas on that front?
Was it ever established that neno knows Sslar is on her way?
As far as I knew, only Silo was aware of the mission to get Sslar to him (and of course those in Cecilia now)...Muckles wanted to go after Tibbs...she doesn't even know Sslar is in the cargo hold. (She might, but she might not, as she was in the cockpit when Dag and Brittle arrived, Ben stayed below with Sslar...so actually only the 3 of them know what they've done.)
Ack. I want to start building on this Wild character, too.
Not sure how she'd fit in with the group; that's why I suggested she be ether obligated to, or be welcomed. I don't want her to be a villain; more of a neutral party with her own backstory, and however she meets up with them may have nothing at all to do with the Fighter's demise.
*sigh* I have to go out and do hand-to-root combat with poison ivy that looks mutated -- leaves as wide as Catalpas!
I'm exquisitely allergic to it, too.....and no poison will be used; it's at the base of my lilac and deep inside the out-of-control brush that has overtaken the entire corner. I'll check back in later.
*sigh* I have to go out and do hand-to-root combat with poison ivy that looks mutated --
leaves as wide as Catalpas!
I'm exquisitely allergic to it, too.....and no poison will be used; it's at the base of my
lilac and deep inside the out-of-control brush that has overtaken the entire corner.
I'll check back in later.
Perhaps it would work for the Ship-side people to have a meeting and determine how they are going to deal with the infraction.
Dag is persona non grata now, or something like that. She chose to acknowledge Sslar's wishes and go along with Silo's request to help, but there would certainly be consequences of doing such a thing if she were not able to cover it up. Perhaps she's going to have to suffer the worst possible of those consequences.
Bother. Now I'm regretting that she did these things. Seems she's gotta go.
Originally posted by wildtimes
Episode two of "Hatfields and McCoys,,,,,
Originally posted by wildtimes
reply to post by nenothtu
Your personal history, though, is incredibly rich in this stuff! I'd love to read your fictionalized account....
Yesterday I was chatting with husband....told him I'd sold the (dead) mower...he said, "so, what. Are we gonna get a couple of sheep to graze the yard?" And I looked at him with an "aha!" face, and it morphed into getting a miniature horse (I can't have the full-sized ones anymore, and was broken-hearted when I had to sell them winter before last)....
I'm thinking of going with the first answer. It's worked for me before.....
It was Dag who noticed the beam come slashing out of the distant horizon of the hazy upper atmosphere of Khalamzadar-IV and past them. It was barely discernable, but glowed a ghastly green-yellow with a metallic tint, and so rapid that if she'd blinked, she'd have missed it.
"What was that?" she said, alarmed.
Mucklebones, who had been attempting to doze the flight away, sat bolt upright in her chair. "What were what?" she croaked. She looked over at Dag
"There! There was another one! They're some kind of beams…really pale, like strands of metallic yellow—" she was cut off by an explosion, above and behind Cecilia, that lit the darkness and caused Cecilia's lights to dim. "What the—" She twisted the dial on Cecilia's radio, but all she got was crackling static as she searched the frequencies. "Tumbler to Ship?" she said, keying the mike. "Tumbler to Ship? Do you copy?" No response.
Another beam flashed. She activated the periscope and out of Cecilia's dome popped a small camera on a fiber-optic cable. It swiveled like an ant's antenna while Dag peered into the viewer, and then she saw a second impact. It appeared to be a Fighter. She zoomed in, and saw the Yydryl insignia on its wing. "Oh my," she gasped.
"What? What is it?" asked Mucklebones.
"I don't know, but it's firing at one of the Yydryl's vessels. It looks like a Deson Fighter," said Dag. "And it's been hit." Frantic, she spun the frequency dial again. "Tumbler three to Starwolf," she hailed. "Starwolf, do you read?"
Margo picked up the mike and spoke, "Starwolf," she said. "Go ahead, Tumbler Three. You have Margo here, nenothtu is off board at the moment. Are you ready for our coordinates?"
Dag sighed slightly, glad to have someone respond. "Not yet," she said, "although we do have cargo for your mission. An assault is underway on a nearby vessel, one that appears to be part of the Yydryl fleet. We have no on-board ammunition or weapons, nor can I raise the Yydryl. Are you aware of a Mayday having been sent?"
"Negative," said Margo. "We know the Akron has landed, and nenothtu is en route toward it with Tibbs and BIAD. I can't do much from here. Stand by, I'll see if I can raise the Yydryl."
Dag watched with horror as another beam came slashing out of the haze. This one missed the Fighter. Her heart was pounding in her ribs, her pulse deafening in her ears. She clicked the button on the panel labelled coordinate search, and aimed the scope at where the beam had sliced through the atmosphere. She clicked the button for set and felt Cecilia shift slightly, banking left and heading straight for the spot.
Margo's voice came back on the radio. "No contact," she said. "What do we do?"
"We go find out who is shooting at our vessel," said Dag. "Our arrival at yours will be delayed. Hail me if you learn more. Our destination coordinates are now set for the source of the assault. Over." She hung the mike up. "Now where is that cloaking device switch?" she muttered.
Mucklebones sat with her arms crossed and huffed a big breath out. "Ye think this is a good idea?"
Dag looked at her, and Muckles noted the fear she saw there. "We stole Sslar, and I tricked Adam to do it, I don't know who's on that Fighter, but if it's him, I'm going to do something to try to stop it from being destroyed. At least we know neno's group is safe for now."
"Hmmph," said Muckles.
Cecilia had just broken through the haze and now they could see the planet's surface. "Watch for one of those beams," Dag said. And then, almost directly below them, she saw a tremendous flash and another beam sliced through the air, narrowly missing them. Mucklebones gasped.
Dag checked the console again to ensure 'cloak' was still activated, but it had been a narrow miss. They were on the ground then, in the midst of a ruined city that was obviously not as abandoned as it looked. Dag strapped on her side arm. "Stay here," she said to Mucklebones, and looked at Brittle. "You, too. Stay put. As the only crew member on this vessel, I'll go."
"Suits me," said Muckles. Brittle just grew paler.
Dag descended to the cargo hold.
"We there?" asked Ben. Sslar was now alert.
"Not exactly," said Dag. "But we've landed. I'm going to investigate who is shooting at the Yydryl fleet, and I plan to stop them."
"Whoa," said Ben. "D'ya think we should just send for help?"
"The beams coming from this place have already disabled the Fighter up there," she said. "I'm at least going to introduce myself and find out who is doing the shooting, and why."
"I'll come with ye," said Ben. "If'n it's zombies, ya know…" he trailed off, and grabbed the rifle from its rack. He looked at Sslar and patted her head. "We'll get ye back to neno, girl."
Sslar's tail twitched. She was feeling better, but not up to a walkabout just yet.