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01 October 2017 @ 11:02 am
_Girl Trip_ or _Lucky Dave_ 8  

"I haven't a clue. Oy! Car thief, what's your name?"

Nothing but cursing.

The people sitting around the waiting room where looking their way. Comms were coming out and even a few specialty cams.


Nothing to see here, just a cussing hand coming out of nowhere . . . Prying . . .

"Hey I gave you that boost bottle, is it nice to use it against me?" Rael switched a smile back to the Admissions lady. "This will be charged to Imperial account number . . . Dammit."

The man got his whole arm out and swung it around, mostly missing her. Shoved further out. Rael got both hands together on the other end of the bars . . . "Will you stop that! I'll get you into see a doctor in just a minute . . ."

Oh One, please tell me that isn't an actual Newsie with a professional vidcam . . .

The arm swung down, bumped her leg, grabbed the fabric just above her knee and pulled.

She staggered back, tripped over something, lost her grip . . .

The man landed on top of her, twisting to get his shoulder into her solar plexis.

She wheezed out a lungful of air, and the bars skittered across the room.

Ryol darted forward and grabbed them, squeezed them shut.

"Shit!" The man kept his grip on her leg, got his left leg under him . . .

Rael hit him with a sleep spell.



Son of a . . .

She curled up and hit his wrist with the heel of her hand. He lost his grip but followed the momentum lunged to grab the back of a chair, and hauled himself up to get his left leg under his center of balance. His head whipped around toward Ryol and he hopped toward her.

Ryol back peddled and looked for running room.

Rael rolled to her feet, managed to get half a lung full of air, and pounced.

Almost got his arm twisted behind his back, but damn he was strong, and damn all tall men . . . he didn't even have a shirt on she could grab, but she managed to get her arm around his neck so she could pull his arm in . . .

And feel the start of a countermove that stopped with a painful stumble . . .

"Will you please stop before I accidentally hurt you? We are not your enemy. Just . . . "

A string of curses . . .

Then Ryol stepped up in front of the man.

Rael sucked in another painful lungful to tell her to stay away . . .

Ryol popped him on the nose with the bars.

"Hey you! Listen up! Are you Lucky Dave? Qamar's told me all about you."

Rael could feel the man's shock.


"Yeah, you know, Qamar ibn Nicholas? One of the Rangpur survivors who got out of Isakson's and Nicholas's doubled bubble twelve years ago?"

"What?" The man started sagging.

Rael hastily leaned to support him . . . growled and released his arm. "It's been almost twelve centuries since Fort Rangpur fell. The world is united and at peace. And if you'll stop being an idiot, we'll get you and your two friends some much needed medical care." Rael took her arm back over his shoulder and grabbed him around the ribs as he wavered.

She looked over her shoulder. A sea of spectators. Half of them recording.

Oh. Crap.

"Could I get a gurney out here please?"

So we can do the rest of this in private, please?

Apart from the large orderlies flocking in, two security guards . . . Oh great and the Speed Team. At least there's someone I can order around . . . Oh, great they're grinning.

And the man—Lucky Dave? Was still focused on the bars in Ryols' hands.

Ryol swallowed. "Who's in here? Did you save your brother? Qamar said you two were very close. and who's the third guy?"

Rael could feel him tense at that.

"Ah . . . You were the Prophet's body guard. Lucky Dave? Do you have Nicholas in there?"

He was rigid now, quivering.

"Stop it. We'll get Isakson and Ra'd here as soon as possible, oh, and Umaya and Fadida as well."

"And Qamar! I've got her number, I'll call her." Ryol bounced a bit.

Fortunately a gurney was wheeled in just then, because Lucky Dave was swaying and four nice big brawny orderlies were much better able to deal with the man.

"Rael! Princess Rael!"

Oh One the Newsie that always does the fluffy bits . . . she must have been here for some tear jerker about sick kids . . .

"Rael! Did you say the Prophet Nicholas is alive?"

Rael put on a polite expression. "All we know at this point is that we have another Bag of the Prophets from Rangpur. Three people, one possibly identified as, umm, Captain Dave ibn Daiki. The rest is speculation, and I'll come back and make a statement as soon as I have solid information." She'd started backing away halfway through speaking, tossing glances toward the departing gurney. She turned and ran for it.

(Anonymous) on October 1st, 2017 05:07 pm (UTC)
Lifting by bootstraps
"The arm swung down, bumped her leg, grabbed the fabric just above her knee and pulled."
If I understand correctly any force Dave put on her pants would have been anchored by her holding the bars. Would she have been staggered by effectively pulling her own pants?
matapampamuphoff on October 1st, 2017 05:16 pm (UTC)
Re: Lifting by bootstraps
Actually his upper arm would have been pushing against Rael's grip, and thus pushing her upper body while pulling on a leg, adding to the rotational force, even if it would have pulled her arm down, while she tried to pull it up.

In my fashionable youth I once got a bit carried away while dancing and kicked much too vigorously for the tight skirt I was wearing, jerked my other leg right out from under me and landed on my butt.

While pulling on one's own leg, one balances to compensate. It's the unexpected that leads to prat falls.
muirecan: Withersmuirecan on October 1st, 2017 08:10 pm (UTC)
I really liked Ryol bopping Dave on the nose with the bag of the prophets.

And do you have any clue the terrible things my spellchecker tries to do to Ryol?

matapampamuphoff on October 1st, 2017 08:54 pm (UTC)
I have been so completely desensitized to the little red underline that I might as well just turn it off. Autocorrect is simply not allowed.

If I ever try audiobooks, I think I'll just go through the manuscript and change every name to something similar but pronounceable to save myself a great deal of grief.
ekuah on October 1st, 2017 08:58 pm (UTC)
Or tell the spellchecker to keep away from every word with four letters and beginning with a capital one.
Michawl DolbearMichawl Dolbear on October 2nd, 2017 08:16 pm (UTC)
Two points

You might be able to "add to dictionary" for the weird names and some of the SF words.

Book View Cafe's blog has

Posted on September 23, 2017 by Sherwood Smith

Some days I need a little silly.
Kicking the Sheriff’s Butteth: the world of Robin Hood at age eleven
During my time as a sixth grade teacher at a private school,
{. . .}
In fact, some were still shaky on the concept of verb conjugations at all, despite the fact that I had a collection jar and required a nickel penalty* for every uttered “I laid in bed yesterday” or “The dog was laying down,” after I had thoroughly drilled all tenses and forms of lay and lie.

{*} the penalties provided a surprise donut morning whenever I had accrued enough cash.
matapampamuphoff on October 2nd, 2017 09:21 pm (UTC)
I do add the names I use all the time, but if I do too many I'm afraid it'll start missing typos of ordinary four letter words. It's a minor annoyance to have to pay attention to the relined words on the second pass.
ekuah on October 1st, 2017 09:12 pm (UTC)
By the way...
...this fight scene it's quite short and much to tame, even for Rael.
Dave is literally threatening Ryol.
Rael biodaughter!!! Do know what a lioness does when you harm her cubs?
Do you remember what Rael did to those drug lords and their engine block?

Okay I can understand that you can't let Rael make some lucky Dave mince meat. But she seems pretty helpless. And Dave seems pretty weak for a Oner (magically).

Most funny would be, if she would try some stolen attack spell from Xen. (aka purple bunny transformation)

Urfa on telephone "Rael. What did I hear from the News? you turned a Rangpur survivor into a purple bunny? Please tell me that it is a hoax."

Edited at 2017-10-01 09:13 pm (UTC)
(Anonymous) on October 2nd, 2017 12:43 am (UTC)
Re: By the way...
He is a pre castrated priest, aka Halfer, not a Oner though. Just stopping the sleep/stun attempts would be lucky.
matapampamuphoff on October 2nd, 2017 01:42 am (UTC)
Re: By the way...
Just being picked up on the road by one of the few people who would believe him and whisk him away to a hospital was unbelievably lucky.

Dave deserves his nickname. Now if he had just trusted it . . .
ekuah on October 2nd, 2017 07:26 am (UTC)
Re: By the way...
It's not only the magic.

Isaak has been send to hospital how many times?
Who broke Isaak's jaw?
How many female warriors are there?

Somehow I have expected more of a fight from Rael.
matapampamuphoff on October 2nd, 2017 11:01 am (UTC)
Re: By the way...
What do you expect her to do to someone she wants to befriend, who has a barely and badly set leg and a shoulder so messed up he has minimal use of his right arm, has been half starved for six weeks?

She just wants him to listen to her, to realize that he is not in enemy territory, that they won't do terrible things to a Prophet.

And she's quite sure Ryol can run faster than he can hop.
ekuah on October 2nd, 2017 11:51 am (UTC)
Re: By the way...
I didn't mean that she should mop the floor with him.
I meant that she should be able to be more in control of the fight.
Just because Ra'd was a better fighter than most other students didn't mean that most of them ended in the hospital, right?
muirecanmuirecan on October 2nd, 2017 03:13 pm (UTC)
Re: By the way...
you try wrestling an arm sticking out of a bag.
ekuah on October 2nd, 2017 07:33 pm (UTC)
Re: By the way...
I think Pam solved the issue most elegantly.