It’s Weekend Writing Warriors time again. This is my submission.
These are the next few lines to one of my (as yet untitled) works in progress. (As before, I have included one of the preceding sentences for continuity, they have been edited to fit the sentence limit.)
#8sunday May 10 , 2015 Scott’s Story 6
She remembered, wryly, that Kohlin had spent more time preparing her musical instrument for interstellar travel than he had on her.
Her brief had been just that – need to know, and she, apparently, did not. Her weapon had been bio-engineered to be triggered by only her mark. Again, she wasn’t sure if she should be insulted or not. This job was a glorified delivery which required none of her training and discipline, or skill – deliver, deploy, depart. The payload was a neurotoxin that was coded to the mark’s DNA. He would be dead five days after her performance at the official opening of the Intergalactic Mining Conglomeration’s rare earth mineral processing plant. By that time, she would be light years away.
The previous 8 sentence snippets of this story can be found here.
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