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vaznettiThis one involves posting a sentence or so from the stories you're working on. I've really liked reading everyone else's. These are stories that might be finished someday.
As the cut-tag says, untitled XF/Alias crossover. Krycek, Sark and all the other usual suspects.
"Don't play dumb. It doesn't suit you and you're no good at it." He keeps going, fast and low, as Sark chokes back a retort. "I want you to tell her--don't fuck up my projects. I can do my own negotiating, but I don't like needing to, and I don't like surprises. You understand? Tell her that."
I can't figure out how this story is going to play out. It might even be Sarkney, but I rather doubt it. It will almost certainly be called "Five Paces," though.
Less than a year since he left a cell much like this one. Five paces, and another five, and any exercise that can be done in such a small space. Wear out the body to wear out the mind.
Every now and then I pick out something else and toy with it a bit, but if I can be said to be working on anything, this is it.
As the cut-tag says, untitled XF/Alias crossover. Krycek, Sark and all the other usual suspects.
"Don't play dumb. It doesn't suit you and you're no good at it." He keeps going, fast and low, as Sark chokes back a retort. "I want you to tell her--don't fuck up my projects. I can do my own negotiating, but I don't like needing to, and I don't like surprises. You understand? Tell her that."
I can't figure out how this story is going to play out. It might even be Sarkney, but I rather doubt it. It will almost certainly be called "Five Paces," though.
Less than a year since he left a cell much like this one. Five paces, and another five, and any exercise that can be done in such a small space. Wear out the body to wear out the mind.
Every now and then I pick out something else and toy with it a bit, but if I can be said to be working on anything, this is it.
