Tales of the Starbuck Avenger!!! (68)

[jeffreycwells]

It was quiet inside the church. Too quiet.

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[packbat]

We approached the white-shrouded altar. Absolvatron and I made a quick sign of the cross, him out of entirely synthetic artificial devotion, me out of habit hammered into me over many long years. I had the weird thought that neither one was a real gesture, for two entirely different reasons.

I smiled at that.

Great stuff, Channing - I'm on the edge of my seat.

[jeffreycwells]

Thanks! Trying hard to finish this thing in about a week now. :)

[feech]

"A little too a whole lot of cars in here."

"utterace" I hate to mess with Mebbyspeech. Just wondering if she meant to say _and_ pronounce "utterance" with an n.

This is pretty good. A lot of serious stuff, atmospheric stuff, chuckles, and weird-funny-cute (Uncle Franklin?). I identified with needing six guys (but I think that unless Mebby is working her plant mojo, Trish is faster) and laughed quite a bit at the history with Absolvatron.

When I read this: "Truth to tell, I wasn't sure what to do with laughing-boy. I was just planning on surviving as long as possible and seeing what happened after that." I felt so much like it could also be describing the current John Winchester scenario with me. And then I read the rest of that paragraph. Yeesh.

Thanks for posting. I love me some Starbuck Avenger.

This inspires me to work on my fan fiction, but I'm totally stuck with that too, despite having lots of _things_ in it. Confused.

Anyway, goodnight. :)

[jeffreycwells]

That was in fact a typo. Fixed now.

Thanks for your commentary!

(And, yes, Trish is thinking Plant Mojo Mebby, as you will see early in the next part.)

[feech]

Cool beans. Looking forward to the next part.

[fdsf]

Eee!

This is good stuff. :)

[jeffreycwells]

Thanks!