((Drabble!))

Aug 30, 2006 23:35

((Random fic!))

It's one of the most inhospitable regions of the world. There's a hidden information relay at the top of the mountain, tucked away in the icy heights of some of the world's highest, steepest mountains. They'll finish the climb tomorrow.

He meditates, wrapped in layers of insulation, ears tucked under a parka, face hidden under a protective scarf and goggles. He could be warmer if he retreated and zipped the door, but he can take the cold; he requires only the necessities. Beneath him, the cliff falls away. He has the door of their hanging tent wide open. The wind roars up over the rough, brittle rock, swaying their shelter once more.

Behind him, a scowling Ada Wong packs away the Feng Shui windchime she'd had hanging over her sleeping bag and tucks the ends of her delicate scarf in as the chill tears through the tent once more, threatening to cool her open thermos of green tea.

"I said," she shouts, "I put the incense burner away! You can stop airing the tent out!"

Agent HUNK hates having to share the tent.
Previous post Next post
Up