WIP meme
Snagged from erinm_4600
1. Go to page 7 (or 77) of your current WIP.
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines - sentences or paragraphs - and post them as they're written
Technically, this isn't quite a WIP because it's finished. It's been beta'd though I haven't had time to read the notes, therefore, I still consider it a WIP. :D
Takes place in my Halo AU. Warning for some mild swearing.
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There were but a scant few who knew exactly how Cortana enjoyed her caffeinated beverage. Her heart started beating faster. Could it be that John was ready to see the truth about her? That she knew nothing about Halsey’s deception?
A smile passed over her lips. Maybe things were going to be alright, despite the devastation that had occurred. “John...” She twisted her chair and saw a familiar face. But it wasn’t the one she was expecting to see. “...son,” she awkwardly finished.
“Sorry I ain’t the Chief,” he said sincerely. “But when I heard that you’re back on Alpha Team and cleared of all charges, I thought ya could use this.” He held out the cup for her to take. “Took the damn fools long enough to figure things out.”
She reached out and took the mug, inhaling the roasted aroma.
Had it only been four days since she had a drink of coffee?
“I take it they didn’t accommodate your caffeine addiction,” Johnson said, leaning on the edge of her desk.
“No.” They had treated her like a war criminal. Locked away. Given MREs as food rations. But Ackerson had made sure he had a cup of freshly brewed coffee every time he came to interrogate her. The bastard.
1. Go to page 7 (or 77) of your current WIP.
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines - sentences or paragraphs - and post them as they're written
Technically, this isn't quite a WIP because it's finished. It's been beta'd though I haven't had time to read the notes, therefore, I still consider it a WIP. :D
Takes place in my Halo AU. Warning for some mild swearing.
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There were but a scant few who knew exactly how Cortana enjoyed her caffeinated beverage. Her heart started beating faster. Could it be that John was ready to see the truth about her? That she knew nothing about Halsey’s deception?
A smile passed over her lips. Maybe things were going to be alright, despite the devastation that had occurred. “John...” She twisted her chair and saw a familiar face. But it wasn’t the one she was expecting to see. “...son,” she awkwardly finished.
“Sorry I ain’t the Chief,” he said sincerely. “But when I heard that you’re back on Alpha Team and cleared of all charges, I thought ya could use this.” He held out the cup for her to take. “Took the damn fools long enough to figure things out.”
She reached out and took the mug, inhaling the roasted aroma.
Had it only been four days since she had a drink of coffee?
“I take it they didn’t accommodate your caffeine addiction,” Johnson said, leaning on the edge of her desk.
“No.” They had treated her like a war criminal. Locked away. Given MREs as food rations. But Ackerson had made sure he had a cup of freshly brewed coffee every time he came to interrogate her. The bastard.