It's been a long time since I posted anything from my "WIP" disk.It's been a long time since I posted anything from my "WIP" disk. Mostly I haven't been satisfied with the quality of my work, but I've also been plagued with "real life" stuff, like work and school. But, hey, I've had some ideas. The following idea has been with me for a long time. I finally decided to just get it out of my system, and I found the results... interesting. In any event, here's the first of two related-theme stories. This one is "David's Wedding." * * * A Tale of Pendor 180 / 0916 David turned over slowly in bed and looked down on the beautiful fem who slept beside him. He had woken up moments ago in a strange bedroom and wondered how he had gotten here. Then, his mind had reoriented itself and he had remembered. It occurred to him suddenly, did Patricia know? This was her room as well as Dennielle's. He wondered if she had come in here, found them sleeping together, and backed out quietly. Looking at his watch, he realized that it was her turn to pull a stint on the bridge, and she was probably still up there. He eased himself out of bed; Denni began to stir, but didn't wake. He smiled, replaced the covers as he had found them, and made his way out. The corridors were dark, indicating a late shift, but as he passed by the motion sensors lights came on quickly, giving him a good view of the squarish, boxy halls inside the Asking. "Captain on the Bridge," he said jokingly as the door to the bridge opened and allowed him on. |