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x_erikah_x) wrote2009-02-08 03:03 pm
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30 DAYS OF SHEP WHUMP DAY 30 - STUMBLE
Yay! Finished!!! Success!!! Now I can concentrate on this idea for a new fic I had. Wish me luck!
Prompt #30: Stumble
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Word Count: 154
Stumble
By ErikaHK
This had been funny. It would have been funny.
But now it was everything but.
John's head was slammed against the mud and he had to turn it in order to breathe. His arms twisted behind his back and John had to bite his lips to avoid crying out when his vision whited out in pain. When his eyes cleared, he saw a sneering face staring at him, the man's knees sinking in sludge.
The sneer relaxed as the man crumbled down on the ground, an explosion of red announcing the responsible for it. A few more well aimed shots soon made the grip on his back ease and John sighed when the pressure eliminated the hot pain on his back.
"Next time," John heard Ronon's voice saying. "Try not to stumble and slide down the mud right into our pursuers nest."
John would have said something in response if he wasn't busy passing out.
The End
Prompt #30: Stumble
Author:
x_erikah_xWord Count: 154
By ErikaHK
This had been funny. It would have been funny.
But now it was everything but.
John's head was slammed against the mud and he had to turn it in order to breathe. His arms twisted behind his back and John had to bite his lips to avoid crying out when his vision whited out in pain. When his eyes cleared, he saw a sneering face staring at him, the man's knees sinking in sludge.
The sneer relaxed as the man crumbled down on the ground, an explosion of red announcing the responsible for it. A few more well aimed shots soon made the grip on his back ease and John sighed when the pressure eliminated the hot pain on his back.
"Next time," John heard Ronon's voice saying. "Try not to stumble and slide down the mud right into our pursuers nest."
John would have said something in response if he wasn't busy passing out.