WIPpet Wednesday: Intimate Contact

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It is hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys!

Today’s snippet comes from The IDIC Romance, my Story A Day May Challenge: Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, an exploration of the interspecies relationship of T’Pol and Trip. I’ll be sharing the remainder of this story, and a Twitter fiction, before we give Trip and T’Pol some much-needed privacy.

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful!

Story a Day is just that- a story every day in May. To make the challenge more interesting, I used all of the prompts offered throughout the month. The stories are sequential, with various tones, POVs, and voices.

For those keeping track:

This is the eighth installment of Story #4, “Tigress T’Pol” . The prompt was to write a story of exactly 2000 words. An additional guest prompt from Heidi Durrow invited us to explore passion in this story.

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is August 27, 2014.
  • 28 sentences, because they fit, and I like you. =)

This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, When the Limb Breaks. Trip and T’Pol deal with the aftermath of their unexpected intimate contact…

This is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.

The beginning of this fan video has clips from Rigel 10, right before Trip and T’Pol land in that cell, and T’Pol slamming Trip into a shower wall, and lots of other tidbits that aren’t too spoilery – with a song that seem very apt for these two intrepid but flummoxed explorers! (Bits from all seasons, beginning with “Broken Bow”, Season 1).

I lifted my arms halfway, offering her the chance to come back, and hoping like hell that she would. “Hey, I don’t remember complaining. Feel free to have all the lapses of control you want, with me, if they’re all like that.” I just knew I was grinning like a fool – whatever that plasma-fire thing was, it beat just kissing all to hell, and I wanted more of it.

I was willing to bet that T’Pol did, too – but she backed away the five steps or so to the other corner, watching me the whole time, as though maybe she thought I couldn’t control myself. I bit my tongue hard enough to get my mind off other parts of me and wondered what the hell I was supposed to do now. Far as I knew, Starfleet didn’t have any protocols for how to handle the aftermath of a scorching kiss with a sexy Vulcan scientist. And then I remembered my wiseass comment about her not warning us about drinking the water, and that she’d cautioned us against ‘intimate contact’ in that neutral voice of hers, and I started to laugh at the absurdity of the mess we were in.

“Trip -” T’Pol cut herself off, like maybe she didn’t know what she wanted to say. Was she as confused as I was? She was still watching me while not quite making eye contact. I wiped my mouth to stop my laughter, still tasting and smelling her – damn, she’d felt so good, so right, pressed up against me, forgetting herself…wrong direction, Tucker, and the lady’s waiting for you to answer…

“Yeah, T’Pol?”

For a few breaths, she only stood with her back pressed into the corner, as though maybe she needed the support, and I thought again about that blow to the head she’d taken, and started to feel like maybe I’d taken advantage of her. When she finally spoke again, her voice was little more than a whisper. “On the night we first – encountered – one another, I left the compound without authorization. It was a serious breach of protocol.” Something in her manner said that breaches of protocol were dangerous stuff, at the Vulcan consulate.

“You mean, they just expect you to stay inside, and you’d be in trouble for sitting in a jazz club for – what was it, like ten minutes?” I acted like I didn’t know exactly how long she’d been there – twelve minute, sixteen seconds.

I had no business to attend to outside of the consulate, and we were -strongly encouraged – to avoid unnecessary contact with humans. I acted – impulsively.”

“We never touched or even said a word to each other.” I didn’t mention all the things I’d imagined doing with her, while I was trying to pretend I wasn’t watching her.

“That’s no longer true.” Her voice was flat, but she finally looked into my eyes, as though she understood the tangle of desire, humor, and awkwardness better than I ever would’ve thought a Vulcan could. “Trip, I, too, was warned against intimate contact with alien species.”

What’s next for our slightly naughty but highly entertaining pair? Will they throw caution and protocol to the wind? Will they be found out? Will they rot in that cell?!

Hopefully, this video, out of context, isn’t too spoilery…but it does really show the interplay between these two…and this time, Trip has the upper – uh, lips? =) (From “Bound”, Season 4)

You guessed it – you can watch the episode, click the links below, or come back next week for the conclusion of this story!

Story A Day excerpt and commentary…

Full original version of the story…

These posts are the seeds of a project I’m expanding in 2015. Your input is valuable. No need to feel shy; I’m a friendly sort, and will keep my phase pistol on stun… for the most part. ;)

Let’s just say that smoking, time travel, this guy, and possibly other things, make T’Pol powerfully cranky….and leave it at that, for now. (From “Carpenter Street”, Season 3).

WIPpet Wednesday: When the Limb Breaks…

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It is hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys!

It’s been an odd week for me, so far. Things got thrown a bit out of kilter during my time-traveling, and haven’t quite settled, yet. So I’m still more or less winging it, trying to deal with things and regain my equilibrium.

Kinda like today’s WIPpet. Equilibrium seems to be in short supply for our two canoodling characters, who we left in a rather intense lip-lock…

How about you? Are you feeling balanced, or a little swept away by life or romance or even chaos?

Today’s snippet comes from The IDIC Romance, my Story A Day May Challenge: Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, exploration of the interspecies relationship of T’Pol and Trip. I’ll be sharing the remainder of this story, and a Twitter fiction, before we give Trip and T’Pol some much-needed privacy.

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful!

Story a Day is just that- a story every day in May. To make the challenge more interesting for myself, I used all of the prompts offered throughout the month. The stories are sequential, with various tones, POVs, and voices.

For those keeping track:

This is the seventh installment of Story #4, “Tigress T’Pol” . The prompt was to write a story of exactly 2000 words. An additional guest prompt from Heidi Durrow invited us to explore passion in this story.

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is August 20, 2014.
  • 20 sentences, nice and simple.

This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, The Happiest Human on Rigel 10. Trip and T’Pol, together in a cell, have succumbed to the temptation to explore their mutual attraction…but just how far will this go?

This is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.

T’Pol let go of my uniform, wriggled her hand free; her trembling index and middle fingers uncurling and drifting in the air just above my shoulder, then tracing the path down my arm to my hand. Her pupils were so dilated, her eyes seemed almost black, pulling me in, begging me wordlessly to touch my fingertips to hers. I fumbled my fingers into a matching position, and hers found them with the force of a diamagnetic pull ,sizzling from our joined fingertips, into my arm, through my whole body, like a tiny line of plasma fire. T’Pol shuddered, moaning her urgent breath into my mouth, and I could feel her; feel the same fire moving through her, through us both, together, pulling us closer, somehow, than our bodies could get -

Desire swallowed us whole, and we were sliding down the wall, bodies straining and frantic, when T’Pol pulled her mouth a little away, and whispered something in Vulcan.

Huh?”

Kroykah,” she panted, and her eyes were wild with something I didn’t understand any more than the Vulcan word. T’Pol swallowed, hard, and stared at me, as though she had to remember how to say it in English. “S-Stop,” she stuttered, even though her body was still getting all tangled up in mine.

Aww, hell…” I gritted my teeth and wished for a second that I wasn’t a gentleman as I let go of her, trying valiantly to convince my bloodflow to shift so I could actually think. T’Pol stiffened and took a half step backwards, watching me with impossibly wide, glittering eyes. “I’m sorry, Subcommander. I was way out of line. It won’t happen again.” What the hell had I been thinking, anyway, kissing T’Pol -our damned Vulcan “chaperone”? Usually, my problem with women was that I was too shy; with T’Pol, I didn’t seem to know when to stop.

“You’ve done nothing wrong.” Her voice was soft and hesitant; her gaze darted up almost to my eyes, then jerked away, like she maybe was afraid to look at me, now. “It’s I who should apologize for my – atypical – lapse of control.”

What happened to break that limb trip was out on, and spook T’Pol? Will Trip be able to recover? Will she? And how long are they going to be locked in this cell, and do they really even care, anymore?

You guessed it – you can watch the episode, or come back next week for another WIPpet snippet!

Story A Day excerpt and commentary…

Full original version of the story…

These posts are the seeds of a project I’ll be expanding in 2015, so your input is always valuable. No need to feel shy; I’m a friendly sort, and will keep my phase pistol on stun… for the most part. ;)

An Odd Stretch: ROW80 Update, 8/20/14

The Writing Challenge That Knows You Have a Life!

Is anyone else having a hard time accepting that it’s Wednesday, already? This happens to me every time we travel, whether for a day or a weekend – I lose my time sense, and things feel a bit -well, out-of-kilter is the best way I have of describing it. It’s not that I haven’t done things, but more that the things I’ve done haven’t all been the things I usually do.

I haven’t done any revising on Chameleon’s Dish, and my blog comments are woefully behind – sorry, folks, that’ll be a priority over the coming days! – and, although I’v made my scheduled blogposts, none of them have exactly appeared on time.

On the other hand…

  • I have added words to Perchance to Dream each day. On Sunday, literally in the middle of a sentence, a major and utterly unexpected plot twist occurred, and now everything else will need to accommodate this new reality, which I never saw coming. Sometimes writing is like that – and the story will be far more intense, and the stakes higher, because of it.

  • I had a very strong workout on Tuesday, even after a physically strenuous day on Saturday. I’m seeing changes in the way my body looks, feeling changes in my muscles, and these changes are reflected in what I’m able to do. Since my goal is focused on well-being rather than weight loss, I feel like my exercise and nutrition goals are yielding high results, and that makes me happy! =)

So, all in all, this was a productive stretch for me, even if it had some odd twists and angles to it. Life can be like that, and, at least for me, these times shake and stir life up, keeping thing interesting. And that is definitely good for my writing!

A different view….

Here’s my somewhat twisty progress since my (a day late) last update ! =)

August Focal Areas:

  • Homeschool Administration

  • Chameleon’s Dish Revision

  • Social Media/Blog Design

2014 Blogging:

Build positive blogging habits – post regularly, build queues, answer comments, and share diversely.

Maintain regular posting schedule; queue one post for each regular feature. Welll….

2014 Writing:

Complete rough drafts of To Be or Not to Be, The Stars Are Fire, and Perchance to Dream.

Write at least 750 words on Perchance to Dream daily through August, or until the draft is completed. Target exceeded for this session!

  • August 17: 823 words.

  • August 18: 751 words.

  • August 19: 797 words.

Beauty is where you find it…

2014 Hometending:

Continue physical and virtual hometending plans – resetting rooms, cleaning files, and inhabiting my study.

Continue the family room reset. On target.

  • More porch decluttering.

Clean out email files.On target.

  • Got rid of another sheaf of messages.

Continue reclaiming my study. On target.

  • Much more decluttering, a little beautifying. Mount Magnet awaits…

Develop new habits that support organization and productivity.

Experiment with Daily Writing Frames for the rest of the year. On target.

  • My daily flow was odd, due to life rhythm. I did things, and that’s the goal here.

Use Daily Hometending Frames; adapt to suit shifting goals and circumstances as needed. On target.

  • Still making big progress in small sprints. Not quite so many, with Jim’s weekend, and two physically strenuous days. I expect that to shift for the next few days, which are unscheduled.

Set aside several sessions weekly for Adminstrative Frames, shifting according to goals and circumstances. On target.

  • A little. This will be a major focus over the next days; I have lots to do!

Complete all required homeschooling documentation, testing, and reporting. On target.

  • The school district finally sent the packet we should have had a month ago, so all systems are go, and the four-week IHIP countdown is officially begun.

  • This will be a priority from now, until all required paperwork has been submitted.

Seeing things from a new angle!

2014 Lifetending:

Stretch and find new ways to blend the facets of my life with intention and awareness.

Make plans to meet with at least 1 person on my get-together list; get in touch with at least 2 more to express my wish to reconnect. Target exceeded!

  • August 18 was my estranged brother’s birthday – a milestone one, for him. I sent a message to wish him well, and in hopes of potentially healing our relationship. We were once very close, and I miss him.

Seek out playful new ways to move and challenge my body.

One workout at the Y each week. Target attained!

  • I had a vigorous workout, and loved it.

Treadmill: 22 minute walking mile using “Rolling Hills” program. Target exceeded! =D

  • 1 mile in 20.49 minutes!
  • I needed a few brief breaks, and lowered the resistance of the program (and discovered I can actually achieve descents that way!).

Recumbent bike: 8 miles in 30 minutes, using an interval program. On target.

  • 7.26 miles in 30 minutes, with manual intervals.

  • I’m edging up on this one. I was able to pedal faster and more consistently this week than in the past. I just need to build on this.

Weights: At the Y; minimum 3 machines for arms, legs, and torso weekly. Target exceeded!

  • 4 each for arms and torso; 5 for legs.

  • Gradually increasing weight, repetitions per set; and number of sets.

Nutrition goals for July:

Consume minimum five veggie/fruit salads and/or fruit smoothies each week. On target.

  • 2/5; 1 of each.

Consume Greek yogurt and nuts or seeds minimum twice weekly. Target exceeded!

  • Yogurt: 2/2; Nuts/Seeds: 1 /2 (raw sunflower seeds).

ROW80 Sponsor duties:

Visit my “2”s every session. On target.

  • Yup.

Living a triple-exposure kind of life….

 

Come ROW away with us!

A Time-Traveling Stretch: ROW80 Update, 8/18/14

The Writing Challenge that Knows You Have a Life!

So, what were you up to, last weekend? The kids and I traveled to the Finger Lakes Region, and through time, and spent a lovely afternoon at the Sterling Renaissance Festival. We’d been once before, a few years back, but they’re older now, old enough even to go off by themselves some – even to the maze that terrified Lise the last time we attempted it.

So, while I made excellent progress on several goals; things got a little backed up on Saturday, which was a long and strenuous day, and I didn’t get either of my Sunday posts done yesterday. I’m catching up, but there’s further to go before I return to an even keel.

Sometimes life is like that.

The pictures are a bit of time-traveling, too. I do have new pictures – on my camera…these are from our first visit, in 2010.

I have lots of ideas churning, still – and still not quite ready to be born. There will be things written, but not in this post.

Here’s what I’ve been up to, besides time- traveling, that is…=)

August Focal Areas:

  • Homeschool Administration

  • Chameleon’s Dish Revision

  • Social Media/Blog Design

2014 Blogging:

Build positive blogging habits – post regularly, build queues, answer comments, and share diversely.

Maintain regular posting schedule; queue one post for each regular feature. Target attained for posting; nothing queued as yet.

Continue interacting through comments; expand and diversify my willingness to comment. Target attained!

2014 Writing:

Complete rough drafts of To Be or Not to Be, The Stars Are Fire, and Perchance to Dream.

Write at least 750 words on Perchance to Dream daily through August, or until the draft is completed. Target attained for this session!

  • August 13: 791 words.

  • August 14: 913 words.

  • August 15: 937 words.

  • August 16: 850 words.

2014 Editing:

Complete first revision pass for Chameleon’s Dish.

Revise all plot points by September 1. On target.

  • Still on plot point 2/10; Scene 10/60.

  • This is a resolution scene; I’m taking my time with it, and it’s much improved with one pass left to make.

2014 Hometending:

Continue physical and virtual hometending plans – resetting rooms, cleaning files, and inhabiting my study.

Continue the family room reset. On target.

  • More porch decluttering.

Clean out email files. On target.

  • Got rid of another sheaf of messages.

Continue reclaiming my study. On target.

  • Much more decluttering, a little beautifying.

Develop new habits that support organization and productivity.

Experiment Daily Writing Frames for the rest of the year. On target; goal changed.

  • I’m adapting my daily flow to accommodate my current goals and life rhythm.

Use Daily Hometending Frames; adapt to suit shifting goals and circumstances as needed. On target; goal changed.

  • I’m liking the plan as it stands, for the moment. I’m making big progress in small sprints; and that’s making a difference in several areas of the house.

Set aside several sessions weekly for Adminstrative Frames, shifting according to goals and circumstances. On target; attention given intermittently, but weekly.

  • Going well enough. Right now, I have a LOT of administration; so I’m digging through it.

Complete all required homeschooling documentation, testing, and reporting. Tis the season for major homeschool administration, so here it is.

Complete Jeremiah’s PASS test and submit results when received.On target.

  • Reading section complete.

2014 Lifetending:

Stretch and find new ways to blend the facets of my life with intention and awareness.

Make plans to meet with at least 1 person on my get-together list; get in touch with at least 2 more to express my wish to reconnect. Target attained!

  • Reconnected with my friend Jen Tilottson. I hadn’t seen her since my wedding almost 17 years ago! =D

  • I’ve got messages and tentative plans with others, as well.

Seek out playful new ways to move and challenge my body.

Plan a monthly family excursion that involves physical activity. Target attained!

  • The kids and I attended Sterling Renaissance Festival. The festival is permanent, and built on a steep hill. Lots of walking up and down translates to lots of physical activity.

Nutrition goals for July:

Consume minimum five veggie/fruit salads and/or fruit smoothies each week. Not quite.

  • 4/5; 2 of each.

Consume Greek yogurt and nuts minimum twice weekly. Target exceeded!

  • 3-4 Greek yogurts; lots of almonds; pumpkin seeds.

ROW80 Sponsor duties:

Visit my “2”s every session. On target.

  • Yup.

ROW with us through writing and time!

WIPpet Wednesday: The Happiest Human on Rigel 10

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It is hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys!

I don’t have much to say today, except that I’m in a pondering place, with thoughts and images and emotions aswirl, sunlight and shadows blending, and deep things happening…maybe I’ll have more to say next week.

Until then, here’s another snippet from The IDIC Romance, my Story A Day May Challenge: Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, exploring the interspecies relationship of T’Pol and Trip. I’ll be sharing the remainder of this story, and a Twitter fiction, before we give Trip and T’Pol some much-needed privacy.

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful!

Story a Day is just that- a story every day in May. To make the challenge more interesting for myself, I used all of the prompts offered throughout the month. The stories are sequential, with various tones, POVs, and voices.

For those keeping track:

This is the sixth installment of Story #4, “Tigress T’Pol” . The prompt was to write a story of exactly 2000 words. An additional guest prompt from Heidi Durrow invited us to explore passion in this story.

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is August 13, 2014.
  • 22 sentences (8+13, for the day and month, for 21, and then adding the one from the year for a total of 22.)

This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, Let’s be Friends. Trip and T’Pol, imprisoned together, are navigating the turbulent space of human-Vulcan communication when- well, they encounter a different kind of turbulence…

This is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.

 

“At least look at me when you lie to me, or can’t you lie to my face like other Vulcans?” Damn, that came out like I was angry with her; could she tell the difference between anger and frustration – would she even care? I put a hand on her shoulder, hoping to get her to turn to me and tell me why she thought she needed to hide from whatever this was between us.

T’Pol surged up, spinning, grabbing a double handful of my jumpsuit, and damned near yanked me clear off the floor before I realize she was moving. She shoved me across the cell, slamming my back against the wall, her eyes glazed and unblinking. She leaned in close, and there was something raw and dangerous in her voice, almost a growl. “Indulging my – interest – in you, and in human entertainments, was a foolish mistake.”

I didn’t answer – hell, I was trying not to breathe, remembering the way she’d touched those Suliban with a single hand, and they’d dropped instantly. What was that she’d said about mastering powerful emotions? What was she planning to do to me? Had that blow to the head, or my badgering, gotten under that thick Vulcan hide of hers, and snapped her control?

I didn’t get to find out. T’Pol gasped, and her hold shifted to clutching as her knees buckled underneath her. I got my arms around her fast, and pulled her close to keep her from falling. She was staring at me the same way she had that night at Fusion. Her lips parted, and a soft sighing sound came from them, and I thought she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life. And then, somehow, I was kissing her, her mouth first still and soft against mine, her eyes wide with surprise- and then she was kissing me back, first tentatively, then almost aggressively, nipping and darting out her tongue.

Her mouth was hot, and she tasted of exotic, spicy things I didn’t have names for…she tasted and kissed like no one I’d ever been with, and her eyes stayed open, holding my gaze so that I couldn’t close my own. She caught my head forcefully with one hand, fingers tangling into my hair, and pressed her hot quivering body tightly against me – no way in hell to hide the effect she was having on me now. But T’Pol groaned – a soft, hungry, almost animal sound, and seemed to be trying to wriggle even closer. I inhaled the scent that wafted up from her – smoky, citrusy, and wild – damn, how could she smell so good after hours on this gritty planet?

For a minute or two, I was the happiest human on Rigel 10. I was kissing T’Pol the way I’d wanted to since the first time I saw her, and she was kissing me back with absolute abandon, as if she’d been starved for this.

 

Where will this kiss lead? Should we be averting our eyes? Is Trip about to satisfy his curiosity about Vulcan mating protocols? Is either one of them thinking about escaping, or their mission? Why does T’Pol smell so good?

You guessed it – you can watch the episode, or come back next week for another WIPpet snippet!

Story A Day excerpt and commentary…

Full original version of the story…

These posts are the seeds of a project I’ll be expanding in 2015, so your input is always valuable. No need to feel shy; I’m a friendly sort, and will keep my phase pistol on stun… for the most part. ;)

 

 

WIPpet Wednesday: Let’s be Friends

 

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It is hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys!

How are you feeling, this week? I’ve had a rather unpredictable week, with some moments of beauty and grace and humor, and a bit of frustration. I’m past my bout with food poisoning, and mostly back to my life as it is. The kids and I took in A Midsummer Night’s Dream in a landscaped ampitheatre at a local college; I got a strenuous workout, and I’m planning a trip to NYC to meet a writer friend- more on that as plans firm up.

I’ve also shifted my main writing focus from drafting Perchance to Dream, to revising the rough draft of Chameleon’s Dish. This means that, in a few weeks, I’ll have enough to return to sharing the adventures of Tisira, Henry, and Nockatee. I’ve missed them, and I don’t think I’m alone.

Until then, I’m continuing with snippets from The IDIC Romance, my Story A Day May Challenge: Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, exploring the interspecies relationship of T’Pol and Trip. I’ll be sharing the remainder of this story, and a Twitter fiction, before we give Trip and T’Pol some much-needed privacy.

 

 

 

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful!

Story a Day is just that- a story every day in May. To make the challenge more interesting for myself, I used all of the prompts offered throughout the month. The stories are sequential, with various tones, POVs, and voices.

For those keeping track:

This is the fifth installment of Story #4, “Tigress T’Pol” . The prompt was to write a story of exactly 2000 words. An additional guest prompt from Heidi Durrow invited us to explore passion in this story.

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is August 6, 2014.
  • 21 sentences (8+6+2+0+1+4=21), plus the last two sentences from my previous post, for needed context.

This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, Danger, Trip Tucker!. Trip and T’Pol are alone together in a cell on Rigel 10, trying to learn how to get along. Of course, that might be easier, without their mutual attraction…

This is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.

 

 

 

Mind if I ask where a Vulcan learned to fight like that? I thought your people were pacifists.”

Vulcans believe that even pacifists benefit from the ability to defend themselves; therefore training begins in childhood. I continued my study beyond the required level, as I find it useful not only for self-defense, but also for physical and mental discipline, and in the mastery of powerful emotions.” She looked straight at me out of those lovely caramel eyes, and I noticed flecks of green and gold in them – damn, they weren’t brown, up close, but something more like hazel – and this time, I could have sworn there was humor in the lift of her delicate slanted eyebrow. “Perhaps similar training might relieve you of the emotional impulses that lead you to behave like a – jackass.”

I laughed out loud, and I swear her eyes brightened a bit, almost like she was pleased by my reaction. Damned if she wasn’t even more intriguing now than she’d been in that club, where I’d fantasized about making love with her. Since she’d crashed our mission, I’d spent more time imagining what it would be like to strangle her. Now, though – now, it almost felt like maybe, just maybe, we could learn to be – friends? Did Vulcans even make friends?

Only one way to find out. I just hoped I wasn’t about to be a jackass again.

“Listen, T’Pol – can we talk?”

“We are talking, Commander.”

I sighed, and looked around the totally nondescript little cell we’d been shoved into. Maybe she didn’t know how condescending it sounded – she was the most literal woman I’d ever met. “No, not like this, with the Subcommanders and Commanders, talking about culture. Just Trip, and T’Pol, having that chat we both wanted to have a year or so ago, at Fusion.” I chewed on my lip as I dared to look at her again, knowing I’d put myself way out on a high limb.

“I don’t know what you mean,” T’Pol said huskily, as she turned half away. I watched her lovely profile as she swallowed hard, like she was fighting with herself, or those ‘powerful emotions’ she was supposed to master. And – were her cheek and the tip of her ear actually turning green?!

 

 

 

Will T’Pol admit that something happened between them, in that jazz club? Will Trip fall off the limb he’s out on, or keep his grip? Will they ever get out of this cell, or find the Klingon they came to Rigel to retrieve?

You guessed it – you can watch the episode, or come back next week for another WIPpet snippet!

Story A Day excerpt and commentary.

Full original version of the story.

These posts are the seeds of a project I’ll be expanding in 2015, so your input is always valuable. No need to feel shy; I’m a friendly sort, and will keep my phase pistol on stun… for the most part. ;)

 

 

 

WIPpet Wednesday: Danger, Trip Tucker!

 

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It is hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys!

It was an eventful week for me. A difficult anniversary, my birthday – and a case of food poisoning that swallowed my weekend whole. I’m almost back to myself, although still tired, so that means it’s time for some WIPpeting!

I’m continuing with snippets from The IDIC Romance, my Story A Day May Challenge: Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, exploring the interspecies relationship of T’Pol and Trip.

 

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful!

Story a Day is just that- a story every day in May. To make the challenge more interesting for myself, I used all of the prompts offered throughout the month. The stories are sequential, with various tones, POVs, and voices.

For those keeping track:

This is the fourth installment of Story #4, “Tigress T’Pol” . The prompt was to write a story of exactly 2000 words. An additional guest prompt from Heidi Durrow invited us to explore passion in this story.

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is July 30, 2014.
  • 29 sentences, because yesterday was my birthday, and I figure I’m entitled.

This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, Bigger Problems. Trip and T’Pol are on Rigel 10, searching for the wounded Klingon who was abducted from Enterprise, when they are attacked by several Suliban…This is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.

 

There were five of them circling her, now – but T’Pol spun, kicked, and feinted as though she had a chance of taking them all out. She ducked under a reaching Suliban, and when she came up, her hand clamped onto his shoulder; he dropped to the decking with a thud and stayed there. What the hell had she done to him? Before I could even start to figure it out, another one tried to launch a flying kick at her head; she threw him over her shoulder, rolled, came up already whirling to keep the last three in her sight.

“Looks like she fights better than you, too,” I laughed, enjoying my captor’s enraged hiss, as T’Pol got another Suliban by the shoulder, and he stopped being a factor. But then one of the last two caught hold of her, and the other one’s sidearm slammed into her head and sent her slumping.

“Hey!” I fought to get free – Damn, had they killed her? “Don’t hurt her!”

“Are you going to try to protect her, puny Human?”

T’Pol lifted her lolling head a little, somehow managing to look at me dazedly. “Don’t, Trip,” she mouthed – or at least I thought she did.

I stopped struggling – it might be too late for admitting that I was in way over my head, and had probably dragged her in with me to do any good, but I could at least not make it any worse for either of us. We were taken down several levels – I tried to keep track, but I was worried about T’Pol, who now hung limply between the two Suliban who dragged her. By the time I was shoved into a small room with a force field at the entrance, I was completely lost.

The two holding T’Pol dumped her roughly against the back wall of the cell, then turned and locked us in while I went to kneel beside her, hoping like hell she wasn’t seriously hurt. The Vulcan woman got her elbows under her with a soft grunt of effort and propped herself up while I was still trying to decide whether I should help her.

“Sorry I gave you a hard time. You all right?”

“I attempted to warn you; had you listened, you might have been able to escape, and alert the captain.”

“Guess I was too busy being a jackass.”

“Jackass?” She arched one slanting brow, studying my face with a question in her eyes – eyes that seemed to have grown softer, somehow, making her seem beautiful in a whole new way that almost took my breath away.

“I lost my temper, and it wasn’t fair to take it out on you.”

I apparently have much to learn about interacting effectively with humans.”

I smiled; this was the first time she’d seemed at all unsure of herself. “I could’ve done a better job of ‘interacting effectively’ myself, so I guess that makes us just about even. Mind if I ask where a Vulcan learned to fight like that? I thought your people were supposed to be pacifists.”

 

Why have the Suliban taken them captive? Will Trip and T’Pol ever learn how to ‘interact effectively’ with one another? Will T’Pol reveal how she acquired her considerable skill at hand-to-hand combat? What about the rest of the landing party, and the mission to rescue Klaang, the wounded Klingon?

You guessed it – you can watch the episode, or come back next week for another WIPpet snippet!

Story A Day unrevised excerpt and commentary…

Full original version of the story…

These posts are the seeds of a project I’ll be expanding in 2015, so your input is always valuable. No need to feel shy; I’m a friendly sort, and will keep my phase pistol on stun… for the most part. ;)

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