Showing posts with label Running Dialog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Running Dialog. Show all posts

Sunday, May 26, 2019

Sunday Snippet: Running Dialog


Where on earth did the month of May go? I realize I noted it was almost over last week, but, honestly, I feel like I blinked and the week flew by.

Another so-so week of television viewing. I had a lot on my calendar and needed to do some serious focusing while working. I did get some quality viewing in.

I started and finished the third episode of Blue Heelers. I like it. The cast is pretty stellar and the storylines are fun for me.

Caught Arrow's emerald archer episode and thoroughly enjoyed it. I'm going to miss this show so much when it's over next season. I'm really hoping some of the cast stays available to do the crossover episodes in the Arrowverse.

Watched another episode of The Murders. This show… I'm very into it. It's not really a shipping kind of show but I'd be totally down with Nolan and Kate hooking up. It would add an interesting layer to their partnership.

Watched what I think is the penultimate episode of Painkiller Jane. One episode left then it's on to a new show on The Roku Channel.

Caught another episode of Durham County. Man, this show is dark. Which I like, don't get me wrong. I spend most of the episode wanting something terrible to happen to Ray Prager. The guy is just… creepy. I'm really hoping to find out why he hates his own kid so much.

Watched another episode of Midsomer Murders. The first episode of series fifteen ended up being terrific. James Callis played twins, one an arrogant jerk and one a rather affable guy… until the murderer is revealed. Great episode.

Caught two more episodes of Peter Gunn. I'd seen both already but they were pretty good so I didn't mind watching again at all.

Watched two more episodes of Doctor Who and finished out The Ark storyline. Looking forward to starting a new group of shows.

Into the Dark's third episode was… pretty good. There are times when the awkward mess Murphy makes of her life is hard to watch but I think that's part of the reason I like the show so much. She's so prickly and obnoxious but she's also got a softer side that she has no idea what to do with.

Started episode two of my Banshee rewatch and I'll have more to discuss next week.

That's it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Running Dialog, a sexy short that got its start with a writing community prompt.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Margo Miln and Del Lamberto, two of the remote outpost's best medics, argue all the time. Sometimes their rapid fire disagreements can be a pain… and occasionally their lively discussions lead to truly awesome things.

And a snippety peek…

"Do you always have to come at everything sideways?" Del Lamberto snarled the question and grabbed another gauze pad.
Margo Miln staunched the flow of blood, trying to get a look at the wound. "Pretty sure Robert here is happy I'm not sitting on top of him while we try to get this bleeding under control." They needed to find the piece of shrapnel imbedded in his thigh too.
Didn't help they were tucked up against the side of a mountain in a narrow pass. Also didn't bear discussing that an engineer shouldn't have been so close to the IED he'd designed when it detonated.
But her pay grade didn't include offering opinions on stupidity. At least not out loud during an emergency situation.
Del snorted. "Not what I meant and you know it. We'd have more room if you'd have let me move him like I suggested." He placed the clean pad on the wound and applied pressure.
Robert hissed out a breath and winced. Margo shook her head. They couldn't stop the blood flow if they didn't get the metal out.
And she'd be damned before she'd admit Del had a point about their limited space being a deterrent to patient care right now.
She grabbed a pair of forceps and nudged Del out of the way. "Let me in there, Del. Gotta remove whatever is causing this damage." She carefully prodded around in the gaping hole and finally landed on the offensive piece of metal.
Clamping the forceps, she gently pulled the sliver of… geez, seriously… mangled roofing material out of the area.
Del had another clean gauze pad ready and applied pressure immediately. "Gonna need to start a line ASAP. Can you manage?" His gaze judged the cramped confines of their work space.
She'd definitely manage, but she cursed her lack of foresight in refusing to move Robert to a less cramped location.
Margo got the supplies ready. "Yeah, I've got this." She inserted the needle but missed the vein.
Del quirked an eyebrow, no words necessary. Did she really have this or were they actually fucked?
Doubling down, Margo hit the mark on her second attempt. "There. Told you." She secured the IV tubing to Robert's hand. "Working in less than stellar conditions is part of the reason we're out here." As if she needed to remind Del the purpose of being deep in the mountainous region, far from creature comforts and state-of-the-art equipment.
Del snorted. "Yeah, right. I still say—"
She cut him off. "I know, I know. If I came with instructions, your job would be a lot easier." Glancing up, she met his gaze. "Get over it, man. I'm not that hard to figure out." She placed the bag of fluids on Robert's chest then shoved the two equipment bags out of the way.
Robert glanced back and forth between them. "You two need to get a room."
Margo answered in unison with Del. "We've got one." They shared the medic quarters on base.
Robert rolled his eyes. "You're obviously not using it the right way." He sent Margo a pointed look.
She opened her mouth then snapped it shut. Nope. Totally not going there right now. And she resisted the urge to poke Robert's injury to make him shut up.
Del blinked and tilted his head to one side, looking intrigued and insulted at the same time. He started to comment then shook his head and shut up.
Thank the universe for small favors.
Margo prodded Del into action. "Backboard. Let's get him out of here."
Del grabbed the prototype for a new collapsible backboard and slid the square shape under Robert's ass. Margo took hold of the handles at her end just beneath Robert's thighs and Del grasped his end directly below Robert's waist. With a nod, they pulled the board out to its full length, ready to secure their patient so they could drag him out and back to their base.
Robert flinched when they hefted him upward and navigated their way out of the narrow passage.
Margo gave him a small smile. "Hang in there, Robbo. I think I've got just the thing for you when we get back." If the timing worked out, the first batch of homebrew alcohol would be ready to test when they arrived.
Robert could keep Del from being the official guinea pig.

This one is fun to write. I love the challenge of creating snappy dialog and always hope I hit the mark.



That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Sunday Snippet: Running Dialog

Happy May! We had terrific weather this weekend and I feel like spring has finally arrived. YAY!!

On the TV front, Arrow and The Flash kind of blew my mind. I'm not sure the final episodes can get any more mind bending. LOL Of course, Orphan Black is always twisty and freaky, but the sibling reveal adds a very cool layer. Won't go into specifics here so I don't spoil anyone, but I'm looking forward to seeing more about the new wrinkle.

Bitten and Lost Girl are such a great pair-up on Syfy. And I'm eagerly awaiting Killjoys and Dark Matter. I'd love Syfy to be my place to be on Fridays again. Been way too many years since that's happened.

Starting on Teen Wolf season three and gotta say, I truly enjoy the show. So far, it's lived up to its hype.

And that's it for television this week.

Tonight's post is from Running Dialog, a sexy short where my characters fight and argue, but usually get great results.

Here's the tagline:

Margo Miln and Del Lamberto, two of the remote outpost's best medics, argue all the time. Sometimes their rapid fire disagreements can be a pain… and occasionally their lively discussions lead to truly awesome things.  

And a snippety peek.


Margo watched from the entrance, listening to Del mutter under his breath. "Somehow, I don't think talking to it is going to fix the problem." She propped her shoulder against the jamb.
Del gave a frustrated snarl. "Oh, that's great, Margo. Thanks for being a big help." He tore the rebuilt section apart.
Margo frowned. "Gee, Del, maybe if you'd take the stick out of your ass, I could use it measure your lack of progress." He'd been working on the unit all day.
He threw the wrench across the table. "Oh, you…" He growled, low in his throat. "Not helping."
She smirked. "If you came with instructions, it might be easier to offer assistance." She loved turning one of his favorite phrases about her around on him.
Del stopped working. "Get out. You need to leave right now." He inhaled a long, slow breath.
She quirked an eyebrow. "I'm sorry? You're throwing me out of my own work station?" Her head jerked back and forth. "I don't think so, Del." She fully entered the alcove and set her duffel on the floor.
He took a menacing step forward. "I'm serious, Margo. Get the hell out of my sight." He jerked his thumb toward the door. "Now."
She crossed her arms over her chest. "Hmph. Or what?" Her lips twitched. "You'll blow a gasket? I think we're past that."
His eyes widened. "Wait. A gasket." He spun back toward the table and dumped out a box of spare parts.
Margo chuckled. "Shit." She strode forward, rifling through the mess of bits and pieces. "It could work. If we—"
Del found the tiny device first. "Yanked the mesh and—" He gave it a quick brush off then smeared lubricant around the outside rim.
She grabbed the flexible metal tube and held it steady. "Set the gasket…" Her fingers compressed the pipe, making it oblong instead of round. "Sideways…" She slid the end over the gasket. "And it—"
Del took over, letting go of the tiny part then testing to see if it held firm. "Would fix the kink and stop impeding—" He reconnected the tubing to the main unit.
"The flow—" Margo flipped the switch to the on position. "Giving us lots of prime drinking alcohol again." She let out a bark of triumph when the fluid moved freely. "Hot damn, Del. It totally—"
"Works." He gave a satisfied nod. "I know. Problem fixed." His lips curved upward.
She smirked. "With a little help."
Del responded with a snort, but didn't deny her comment.
She'd take the unvoiced gratitude. Sometimes their blow-ups created great solutions.

Margo and Del will need to have a super sexy celebration once they're finished with their little project. LOL



That's it for this week. Happy reading!


Skylin