"Military service" challenge
Title: Nightmares
Author: fearciuil
Words: 100
Flavor: Mothership
Characters: Lennie Briscoe (pre-L&O)
Rating: PG
A/N: Lennie's dreams aren't so good.
He startled out of sleep, his skin clammy, his muscles cable-taut. It was several minutes before his breathing slowed and he could relax. Next to him, his wife murmured in her sleep, unaware of what his mind had presented to him: fire and blood and flying body parts, screams and explosions. Horror.
Carefully, he sat up, rubbing his face with one hand. Times like this, he wouldn’t mind shooting the bastard who’d told him about the glory of military service. Times like this, there was nothing glorious about it.
Times like this, he needed the scotch hidden under the bed.
Author: fearciuil
Words: 100
Flavor: Mothership
Characters: Lennie Briscoe (pre-L&O)
Rating: PG
A/N: Lennie's dreams aren't so good.
He startled out of sleep, his skin clammy, his muscles cable-taut. It was several minutes before his breathing slowed and he could relax. Next to him, his wife murmured in her sleep, unaware of what his mind had presented to him: fire and blood and flying body parts, screams and explosions. Horror.
Carefully, he sat up, rubbing his face with one hand. Times like this, he wouldn’t mind shooting the bastard who’d told him about the glory of military service. Times like this, there was nothing glorious about it.
Times like this, he needed the scotch hidden under the bed.