Community Day: Ten Lines
Sign up below if you'd like to do some writing.
Other people will give you a fic title (anything they like).
You then write the first ten sentences of that fic. You can use any characters, any genre, anything that fits in some way with the title you are given. But only ten lines.
Maybe it'll turn into something you'd like to finish?
Other people will give you a fic title (anything they like).
You then write the first ten sentences of that fic. You can use any characters, any genre, anything that fits in some way with the title you are given. But only ten lines.
Maybe it'll turn into something you'd like to finish?
Dee tore her eyes away from her console and fixed Billy with a pained look. He cringed, mentally kicking himself for his weak attempt at a joke. The president was right; he knew nothing about women.
Ducking Dee’s glare, he turned to locate his boss. She’d leaned in close to whisper something in the Commander’s ear and Adama’s hand drifted casually to the small of her back. Whatever she’d said elicited a chuckle from the stone faced man and the president’s answering giggle rung out across the command center.
Billy turned back to Dee and considered the myriad of possible reactions she might have if he tucked his arm around her waist right there in the CIC. Almost as if she’d read his mind, she scooted several inches out of his reach and busied herself with the flashing lights on the console.
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He's sweet, considering to imitate the admiral and his lady. Really liked Dee's mind reading, too.
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