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[calicocoa]

So our final portfolio that is due this Thursday is supposed to be the revised works of our writing. According to my professor who I spoke with today my: "Writing is of A quality." And therefore, instead of just turning in my A quality work she wants me to write brand new stories to submit.
In two days.

I think she's going to get some transformers

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[calicocoa]

I ended up chickening out and going with a speed writing prompt I had done last year with a couple original characters. I did however, spend some time on my Prowl/Drift story. I have a rough draft/outline of the first half of chapter one. Its sorta choppy, I'm not really happy with it still as I don't like lots of scene jumps so I'm trying to seam that together. Here's a blurb for ya!

"A tactician's place is in war, Prime," Prowl continued, on edge at his leaders strange behavior. "The war is over. As such my position is no longer needed."

Prime made a gesture with his servos - another strange, unnecessary movement he was unaccustomed to - as he paced. "I'm not going to decommission my best officer merely because I currently have no need of military tactical maneuvers."

"You should concentrate further on the diplomacy issue," Prowl's optics followed Optimus' movements. "I understand Mirage has been working closely with your human contacts to do damage control on the last battle."

"There are still Decepticons out there who have yet to lay down their arms," Prime seemed to ignore Prowl's line of thought. "We've had no one to deal with that."

"On Earth? I thought most had fled."

"Most have, those with the means to. There are still sightings - I've had Jolt and Bumblebee investigating most of them. With Mirage now focusing on being a liaison between us and the human government they are in need of a leader."

"Ah. I see."

"Bumblebee will be pleased to see you."

"I am supposing I don't have much of a choice in this?" Prowl vented a sigh.

"There is always a choice, Prowl," Prime said his optics catching Prowl's with that deep stillness that always unsettled and calmed him in the most disconcerting manner.

"Of course, Prime," Prowl canted his head.

[neverminetohold]

...if THAT is choppy °-° You're kidding, right?! I love it already, this is promising like hell and I *plops down* will wait for more, because you've got me hooked!

And yes, you may consider me a fan ;)