| Lee ( @ 2004-06-08 23:19:00 |
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By the Numbers
So, after everything, I don't even have a new story in the Hidden universe. :) I'm working on a few chapters for that series, but having a hard time - everyone's dialogue comes off as rather stilted, and it's giving me writer's block. So to combat that, a friend of mine challenged me to write something surreal. She figured surreal is an easy thing to do, since it doesn't have to make sense. ^_^ So this is it - and I'm actually rather fond of it, all things considered. It got me writing instead of just editing the same stuff again and again, and I find myself strangely liking the characters. Eh. My mental image of my 'muse' (see icon) didn't like it, but I ignore her at all possible opportunities. :-P
By the Numbers
One turned to Three, cocking his head and twisting his hands. "Do you really think we can make it? Do you think we have a chance?"
Three nodded slowly. "Probably. Maybe. If we're careful."
Five, the youngest, peered around Three's legs. He blinked his slanted eyes and fisted his hands in Three's pants. "Careful? What does that mean? Do we gotta be quiet? Like a mouse or a bunny or a bird or a frog or a-" he rambled on in this vein for a while, the others speaking over him.
One didn't even look at Five, his gaze never leaving Three. "Maybe? That's all you can give us? Maybe? Maybe isn't very good. Couldn't you have ended on 'probably' instead of maybe?"
Three simply glanced at him and pushed her hair back over her shoulder. "Maybe. Probably. If we're careful."
One nodded, decisively. "Better. Much better. I like it. Probably. We'll go, then."
Two and Four looked up from the floor, where they'd been crouched, talking quietly. "It's decided?" Two asked. She fiddled with the end of one of her pigtails, tracing a random pattern on her hand. "Wait, who decided? It wasn't Five, was it?"
"- or a dog or a parrot or a tiger or a -"
"No, it wasn't Five. Of course not. Who'd ask Five? He'd take a week. No, not Five at all." One picked at the cuff of his sleeve, tugging it down as low as possible, then shaking his entire arm to get the shirt to lay right against his shoulder again.
Four finally spoke. "It won't work. They'll catch us before the day is over." His voice was steady, even, without a hint of emotion. His palms were flat against the floor, and he didn't move at all, his gaze on One.
Three raised her eyebrows, but said nothing. Five continued on in his prattling, and Two hunkered down into herself, muttering too quietly to be heard, but One started gesturing wildly. "Not work! Of course it will work! Three said it would work!"
"Probably. Maybe."
One continued talking as though Three hadn't spoken at all. "If it doesn't work, she'd be wrong! And she's never wrong! And if we don't go, Five will continue talking until he runs out of breath and dies, and we don't want that!"
Everyone paused and looked at the boy.
"- pony or a all'gator or a trout or a bee or -"
"And Two agrees with me! Don't you, Two?" One turned the full force of his stare on the younger girl, the look on his face making him appear more eager than puppy about to be fed.
"I, uh, that is, I kind of, I mean, I don't want Five to be- " Two, startled, dropped her pigtail and tried to reply.
"You see!" One whirled on Four. "Even Two agrees with me!"
Four shrugged, "Doesn't matter," he said, and turned away, facing Two.
One stared at him, looking surprised and befuddled at the way Four had backed down so quickly.
Three interrupted One's silent gape. "Actually, if you noticed, I didn't say that it would work. I said that it would may-"
"Yes, yes, yes." One waved his arm, cutting Three off, and spun around. "So then, let's go, shall we? Chop, chop, time's a-wasting, anchors away!"
Four held out his hand, towards Two. Two, still mumbling under her breath, fell silent; looking surprised, she hesitantly took it, flinching away before settling her hand in Four's palm. Four stood up, pulling Two with him.
Three bent down and picked up Five, nodding absently at Five's continued recitation of various animals. He hadn't repeated one yet. She turned to One, adjusting Five until he was comfortably leaning his head against her shoulder.
"So, you'll be leading, then?"
One blinked, then stammered out, "I-I guess so. Since I've been here the longest, and all. Right." Tugging his shirt down so that the collar dug uncomfortably into the back of his neck, One turned to the door. Striding up to it, trailed by the others - only Five making any noise - he set his hand on the doorknob with no visible sign of hesitation.
Drawing a deep breath, One turned the knob. At the sharp 'click,' even Five fell silent, and all of them held their breath. One slowly pulled open the door, and the empty room was bathed in bright light. With one last swallow, One took a step into the outside, followed first by Four, Two trailing behind, their hands locked together. Three glanced behind her at the bare room, then followed, Five curled in her arms. The door closed softly behind them.
Things I didn't like: The opening, mainly. Also, the lack of description of where, exactly, they are. I mean, there's not much to describe - they're supposed to be in an almost entirely empty room - but I wish I had managed to work that in there. Ah, well. Maybe on the next revision. Story is cross-posted to
writer_girls. And don't expect another post for a while, sadly - my computer is giving me troubles, and that makes it very difficult to write. :(