Writing time was trumped by my Accounting test today, so I only just made it over to 24k. Nobody's made for any cursing, in the story or out.
Excerpt: “Sam, a shovel? Really?” Finnian’s hands gently prodded the area around Samuel’s injury. He looked as if he was fully absorbed in what he was going, but clearly he was paying enough attention to Samuel to know what he had been saying.
“I didn’t…it just came to hand.” Samuel gestured with one hand as if to say it couldn’t be helped. “My pistol was in my room; there was simply no time to go get it, Finn.”
“Exactly why captains keep them handy at all times. Just as chief gunners do.”
“I’ll just add that to the list of things no one told me before I got this job, shall I? Plenty of things already on that list, but it could always use a few more.”
“Drop the bitterness, Sam. I know this whole thing is still frustrating you in some way, but nothing you can do about it. Let it go.” Finnian straightened and dropped his hands back to his side. “You’re good to go. I wouldn’t push yourself too much until we get where we’re going, though.”
“No heroics,” Samuel said with a sigh. “Got it.”
“I shouldn’t even have had to tell you that.” Finnian looked speculatively at Samuel. “Once I would never have had to. I would have said you weren’t necessarily in the shape to do it, that you weren’t inclined to action like that. Something for you to think about, I suppose.”
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Date: 2009-11-13 05:05 am (UTC)Excerpt:
“Sam, a shovel? Really?” Finnian’s hands gently prodded the area around Samuel’s injury. He looked as if he was fully absorbed in what he was going, but clearly he was paying enough attention to Samuel to know what he had been saying.
“I didn’t…it just came to hand.” Samuel gestured with one hand as if to say it couldn’t be helped. “My pistol was in my room; there was simply no time to go get it, Finn.”
“Exactly why captains keep them handy at all times. Just as chief gunners do.”
“I’ll just add that to the list of things no one told me before I got this job, shall I? Plenty of things already on that list, but it could always use a few more.”
“Drop the bitterness, Sam. I know this whole thing is still frustrating you in some way, but nothing you can do about it. Let it go.” Finnian straightened and dropped his hands back to his side. “You’re good to go. I wouldn’t push yourself too much until we get where we’re going, though.”
“No heroics,” Samuel said with a sigh. “Got it.”
“I shouldn’t even have had to tell you that.” Finnian looked speculatively at Samuel. “Once I would never have had to. I would have said you weren’t necessarily in the shape to do it, that you weren’t inclined to action like that. Something for you to think about, I suppose.”