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    dots Submission Name: A Fragmentdots
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    Author: HaldirLives
    Elite Ratio:    5.12 - 234/149/60
    Words: 505
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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    Description:
       An in progress story about something. I started it while I was bored. If you have any ideas for it, feel free to feed them to me! (lol) Hope you like what I have so far! (which isn't much)


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    "Hey, Josh, come 'ere," Lex called from a mound of dirt.

    "Just a sec," Josh said as he disappeared into a nearby hole.

    Beneath the topsoil the earth became sandy, and then it was retained by a small concrete tunnel. Josh had to pull himself along on his stomach to get to Lex. When he reached her, she directed his attention to a small steel compartment in the wall.

    "See these wires?" she said, pointing to two blue wires, one purple one, one red one, and a yellow one.

    "Yeah," Josh replied.

    "Well, this yellow one is frayed where, I'm guessing, it was rubbing against the casing of the relay. The blue one is twisted and bent, so the little wires inside are probably broken," Lex showed him, "That's probably why we've been having the outages with the primary and auxiliary computers. I don't think they'll have to be replaced, but we'll need to get them repaired ASAP."

    "Alright," Josh said and reached for the radio in his vest. "Pigeon, get us some Spitbugs up here. We need two twigs cleaned up."

    "On it, Giraffe," the radio crackled.

    "Giraffe?" Lex cocked an eyebrow at Josh.

    "Out," Josh said into the radio. "They changed the callsigns to animals. Just wait til you find out what yours is."

    "What is it?" Lex asked as Josh climbed out, "C'mon, I oughta know! They're new callsigns, I should know when someone's calling me!"

    "You'll get a copy of it as soon as we get back to the base."

    "Right," Lex spat, and pulled out her radio. "Hey, Orange, what's my new callsign? This is Olive."

    "It's classified. Pigeon out."

    "Go find a statue."

    "Got it, Hound."

    "Hound?" Lex whined, "He gets Giraffe and I get Hound? Shouldn't it be the other way around? I mean, giraffes so much more feminine than a hound."

    "Maybe that's the point," Josh said.

    "Oh, right."

    The two began hiking back to base through the hot, humid, and dense foliage of the mountains. There was no trail, and thorny plants caught on their skin and clothing.

    Lex's dark blonde hair was being pulled out of its tight bun by the branches, and her fair skin was attracting the attention of many mosquitoes despite the mud and camouflaging paint on it. Her caramel colored eyes squinted in the dark.

    Josh walked ahead of her with a machete, chopping down only the most bothersome foliage. His body was lean but strong and covered in skin made pale from working out of the sun. His hair was dark and his eyes were gray.

    Lex directed Josh as she read the GPS device in her hands.

    (To be continued . . . cuz I'm not really done yet. lol)





    Submitted on 2005-06-22 14:16:29     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      i like this, i was expecting a poem of some sort, so i was a tad surprised to find it a short story...well i can't wait to see where this goes. It certainly does look very interesing
    *sandra*
    | Posted on 2005-06-22 00:00:00 | by Dimension_X | [ Reply to This ]


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