Minnesota lakes... All the aliens who'd ever threatened Earth did it just to get their slimy paws on its pristine lakes where fish are virtually jumping into rowboats. Young Jack, fishing with his grandfather, side by side... wordlessly. Occasionally, the young boy squirmed, glanced up at the elder O'Neill (who stared at the gleaming water before him), then followed his gaze back out onto the water. 'Grandpa?' 'Shh. You'll scare the fish.' 'Yeah, but--' 'Jack, you'll scare the fish.'
There came a gentle rap at his door, quiet, but insistant. "General O'Neill?"That... wasn't grandpa
( ... )
Aiyanna gave her best smile when the General opened the door. She thrust the beer in his direction, "Do you mind if I come in. I think we need to talk." That said Aiyanna made the attempt to move past the man into his tent while he was still befuddled.
There were other reasons for dressing up then giving everyone else the wrong impression... She also hoped that it would put the General off balance enough for her to get herself through the door. "I apologize for the lateness of the visit but I assure you that it is important."
Aiyanna's tones remained low the whole time she spoke, not wanting anyone to overhear the things she said. Not that anyone was close enough to hear, as she had scouted the area before she knocked on the door, but one can never be too careful.
"Do you mind if I come in. I think we need to talk."
"Excuse me?" It wasn't quite befuddlement as Aiyanna made her way into his tent. It was more like... tired annoyance mixed with the real desire to figure out a way to get her out of his tent
( ... )
Aiyanna slipped inside and headed for the nearest surface to sit on. Once she was seated she slipped off the heels with a sigh of relief, "I must say I hate those things. I think they were one of the worst inventions that mankind every came up with. Along with the girdle, pantyhose, and the push up bra, but that is neither here nor there
( ... )
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All the aliens who'd ever threatened Earth did it just to get their slimy paws on its pristine lakes where fish are virtually jumping into rowboats.
Young Jack, fishing with his grandfather, side by side... wordlessly. Occasionally, the young boy squirmed, glanced up at the elder O'Neill (who stared at the gleaming water before him), then followed his gaze back out onto the water.
'Grandpa?'
'Shh. You'll scare the fish.'
'Yeah, but--'
'Jack, you'll scare the fish.'
There came a gentle rap at his door, quiet, but insistant.
"General O'Neill?"That... wasn't grandpa ( ... )
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There were other reasons for dressing up then giving everyone else the wrong impression... She also hoped that it would put the General off balance enough for her to get herself through the door. "I apologize for the lateness of the visit but I assure you that it is important."
Aiyanna's tones remained low the whole time she spoke, not wanting anyone to overhear the things she said. Not that anyone was close enough to hear, as she had scouted the area before she knocked on the door, but one can never be too careful.
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"Excuse me?" It wasn't quite befuddlement as Aiyanna made her way into his tent. It was more like... tired annoyance mixed with the real desire to figure out a way to get her out of his tent ( ... )
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