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!
For those keeping track:
This is the eleventh 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.
- Today is September 10, 2014.
- 24 sentences (10+14, for the day and the last two digits of the year). I’m adding the last two from last week’s snippet, for continuity.
This is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. I‘ve done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.
From last week:
Now T’Pol took a step closer – a small step, true, and she looked like she could bolt back to the corner any second, but a step. “ Your behavior has been – honest.”
And now this week’s snippet:
“Honest?” I took another step, as she raised her eyes to look directly into mine. I thought about how I’d treated her, yelled at her, acted like a spoiled brat who didn’t want to listen to reason. “I really have been a jackass. I’m sorry; you deserve better -”
“Please don’t change, Trip.” Her eyes were wide, almost glowing, and this time she came two steps nearer, so that now we were standing, just beyond arm’s reach from one another, in the middle of the cell. “I have -difficulty – interpreting the emotional responses of most of the crew -and I’ve learned emotions are integral to human motivation. Yours are – abundantly clear.” Her scent wafted over me like a caress, even though her hands were clasped behind her the way they’d been when she turned her back on me in the Captain’s ready room.
Maybe I was putting my foot in it again, but there was something in the way she looked at me that said there was more going on here. I edged a bit closer; not exactly a step. “And what about your feelings, T’Pol?” Maybe she’d shut down, tell me she didn’t have any feelings. But after that kiss, there was no way I was gonna believe her.
“I feel that I have greatly underestimated you, Trip, and that I have harbored a great many misconceptions about your people.” She paused, looked away, swallowed, and then her gaze caught at mine, pulling me in, and she took a large step, so that her body was almost touching mine. Damn. “As for our first – interaction – it is a memory I have treasured, since, and I will continue to do so.”
My cheeks ached from grinning at her, and I shuffled my feet closer, leaving the tiniest bit of space between us. I’d initiated the kiss; something told me I couldn’t press her too far now. “I’m happy to hear that. Real happy, as a matter of fact. Delirious, almost.”
What will T’Pol do next? Did Trip push things too far? Did everyone else just forget that these two exist? Will they spend the whole series in this cell?
You guessed it – you can watch the episode, or come back next week for another WIPpet snippet!
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. ;)