Write A Story About A Writer.
Standard disclaimer. I don’t own them, I don’t profit from them, but they insist on telling me their stories, so I’m sharing them with you.
Something different for the final day’s writing – instead of just one drabble, I’ve got three for you – one each to wrap up Trip, T’Pol, and Soval’s story arcs.
I’ve also decided to do these without prompts; a bit of a celebration just for me! =D
I hope you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoyed the writing!
“Just Like That?”
“You mean that’s it? All the charges were dropped? Just like that?” Trip focused on closing his jaw. Anything else would be asking more than he could manage, right now.
“There have been other efforts, Lieutenant, but none managed to answer all aspects of the charges, as you know. This, however, covers everything. You’re exonerated.”
“Can I hear it?”
“The introduction isn’t classified.”
“To all Terran authorities: I must offer testimony into the difficulties being experienced by a male of your species -”
Trip sat stunned into silence while his invisible Vulcan Surprise Package saved his ass – and his career.
Out of the Fire
T’Pol closes her eyes. The candle remains in her mind. It dances with the music of the place where they met.
She imagines illogically that it’s dancing in the eyes of her human as he sits across from her, smiling.
“I’ll be damned! How the hell did you know I needed you to pull my ass out of the fire?”
“Your mind is powerful, and easily sensed.”
“That surprises the hell out of you.”
“Why did you – is this logical?”
“It’s logical that I correct the harm I caused you.”
Awareness fades. Eyes open.
T’Pol begins to write.
T’Pol’s letter had reached every human authority on the planet, from an undisclosed location. She had used all her skills to assure that, wherever he was, the man who stood accused in her place would not suffer further consequence.
It violated all protocol associated with her position. Her action befit the infant who had dared to touch the flame – and more.
It was incontrovertible proof that she was aware of her Intended on a telepathic level; Lieutenant Tucker’s situation was not public record.
This proved much he had only theorized.
Soval opened an encrypted personal file and began to write.
What comes after these stories?
Feel free to offer suggestions and speculations – who knows? You might provide the plot tribble for the next part of this adventure!