WIP Excerpt!
Okay, so I've been a wee bit silent on my blog, hard at work on my current WIP, On Andross Station. It's coming along well, I'm happy to say, and I'm rapidly approaching the halfway point of it, and i'm pleased. I've decided to post a bit of a sampler for you all for funsies. The following scene is unedited--keep that in mind!--and is part of the opening chapter--the beginning of the opening chapter, that is. Enjoy!
One second the café was calm, the next it exploded into chaos. Tables went flying and chairs were knocked over as people scrambled away from sudden gunfire. Only one person at the café seemed to maintain her calm. She dropped down behind the table she was sitting at, taking shelter from the gunfire. The shooter moved in on her, hoping to get an angle on her from around the table, but she was not going to be so easily caught off-guard. She drew her legs back and slammed them into the table as hard as she could. The table, made of some sort of ultra-light plasteel material, went flying, slamming into the gunman’s knees. The woman jumped to her feet, efficiently disarming the shooter before pistol-whipping him with his own gun. With a harried look around, she walked away from the café.
“Rewind image five seconds.” The hologram projector obeyed Hikaru Adachi’s command, rewinding to the moment right after the woman disarmed and incapacitated the gunman and she looked towards the camera. “Freeze image.” The image froze. Hikaru squinted at the image, focusing on the woman’s face.
This was the last moment recorded of Katya—no other camera in the station caught sight of her. It was as if she walked out of the frame and then disappeared. No matter how many times he combed through the security footage, he couldn’t find a single sign of her again.
One second the café was calm, the next it exploded into chaos. Tables went flying and chairs were knocked over as people scrambled away from sudden gunfire. Only one person at the café seemed to maintain her calm. She dropped down behind the table she was sitting at, taking shelter from the gunfire. The shooter moved in on her, hoping to get an angle on her from around the table, but she was not going to be so easily caught off-guard. She drew her legs back and slammed them into the table as hard as she could. The table, made of some sort of ultra-light plasteel material, went flying, slamming into the gunman’s knees. The woman jumped to her feet, efficiently disarming the shooter before pistol-whipping him with his own gun. With a harried look around, she walked away from the café.
“Rewind image five seconds.” The hologram projector obeyed Hikaru Adachi’s command, rewinding to the moment right after the woman disarmed and incapacitated the gunman and she looked towards the camera. “Freeze image.” The image froze. Hikaru squinted at the image, focusing on the woman’s face.
This was the last moment recorded of Katya—no other camera in the station caught sight of her. It was as if she walked out of the frame and then disappeared. No matter how many times he combed through the security footage, he couldn’t find a single sign of her again.
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