Monthly Archives: August 2008
Granger’s Run 13
by evilgrin on 29 Dec 2005, 17:42 ::THIRTEEN:: “Ava…” My back nestled into your chest, your hands on my hips. We sat like this once before, while you had me land. I was a little more frightened then. To be honest, I was terrified. I’m still a little afraid, but I’m working on it. You [...]
Granger’s Run 12
by evilgrin on 29 Dec 2005, 01:20 ::TWELVE:: I’ve seen a lot of things today. Things that made me question everything I’ve ever done. How I’ve looked at everything. Maybe that’s just how it is on the day you die. Maybe it’s just me, I’ve gone soft.
Granger’s Run 11
by evilgrin on 29 Dec 2005, 00:21 ::ELEVEN:: Vaughn is halfway down the hallway already, barely even looking at the broken heap of Davis, his neck broken, as Riddick and his girl slip into the service tunnels. It’s about a quarter mile, in the dim half light of those tunnels, before they break out into [...]
Granger’s Run 10
Postby evilgrin on 28 Dec 2005, 22:12 ::TEN:: I have always killed alone. It comes with the job, I suppose. An assassin is solitary. Even with you, we have never killed while standing so close. With the one exception being the garotting of the guard at the McDermott compound. I was not myself.
Granger’s Run 9
by evilgrin on 28 Dec 2005, 17:16 ::NINE:: I hate feeling rushed. Gotten to like the idea of spending a couple of days with you here. Nothing wrong with the ship, but even though I know you’re growing more comfortable with the idea of flying, I know it’s not really your element. We both felt [...]
Granger’s Run 8
by evilgrin on 28 Dec 2005, 01:52 ::EIGHT:: I take the laptop up front. Vaughn sits between Davis and me. The tension is palpable. Petrie came back in the middle, with coffee, has no idea what’s going on. Doesn’t have enough experience to figure it out, but he does have enough sense to keep quiet. [...]
Granger’s Run 7
by evilgrin on 27 Dec 2005, 22:20 ::SEVEN:: “I feel a little weird, knowing we’re being watched, Riddick.”
Granger’s Run 6
by evilgrin on 27 Dec 2005, 18:35 ::SIX:: The little knife is beautifully made, perfect. You must have picked it up while we were getting supplies. You never say anything, but you remember everything. I had lost my switchblade during the madness with McDermott, and I didn’t think I would see another so perfectly balanced [...]
Granger’s Run 5
by evilgrin on 27 Dec 2005, 02:34 ::FIVE:: The hulk of the Midorian rises before us. Petrie has no problem docking, the resort was built at a time when the notion of a small ship was unheard of. We have no way of knowing what dock they’re using. Petrie will stay here, with the ship, [...]











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