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April 21, 2017
Posted at 1:50 pm
 

Chapter 432 of Book 3 is in the queue

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...This trip, as they were nearing the cave, he smelled rain and could feel mist in the air. No sooner was he inside than a drizzle began and the sky darkened even more. By the time he had the cases unloaded, the drizzle had progressed into a steady rain and the temperature had noticeably dropped again.

Man and wolf stood in the passageway looking out at the rain. Well, I got almost all the oats, and truth be told, I have more than enough to feed the chickens for a year. But it pisses me off to leave any in the field.

His musings were interrupted by Lobo's whining as he brushed by Morales to stand staring out into the near darkness.

"Trouble, Lobo?" Morales asked, as he brought the crossbow around on its lanyard while trying to see what the wolf had detected.

Lobo looked up at him, whined once, and charged into the rain.

"What the fuck? Where the hell are you going?" Morales called after his friend, but the wolf was already out of sight...

Have a goodun;

Roust

April 14, 2017
Posted at 1:36 pm
 

Chapter 431 of Book 3 is in the queue

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

... Before she could continue, their scout dropped out of warp and the AI broke in to warn them that the alien ship had just broken out ahead of them.

"Full stealth!" Diana barked out. "How far apart are we?"

"Full stealth already activated," the AI instantly returned. "Almost exactly two light minutes," it responded even before the two had managed to get back to the tiny bridge. Then as Diana struggled into her seat, and Selina with her smaller body, practically jumped into hers, the AI continued, "The aliens have launched two of the mining vessels, and both they and the alien ship are emitting strong scans which makes it an almost certainty that they are searching the area."

"What do we have for concealment?" Selina asked the AI as both females searched their screens.

"We are in deep space. There is nothing of consequence along our projected path for the next quarter parsec. The asteroid belt is roughly five light hours behind us, though."...

Have a goodun;

Roust

April 7, 2017
Posted at 3:23 pm
 

Chapter 430 of Book 3 is in the queue

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...After his almost frantic repairs to his ballista, his thumb throbbing all the while, Morales pulled out the first aid case and sat on his covered rock to bandage himself while Lobo sat to watch. "Son-of-a-bitch," he groused. "If it's this sore now, no telling what it will be in the morning."

The wolf leaned over to smell the thumb, but didn't seem impressed with the injury.

"Damnit, it's not much, but a sore thumb is going to get in the way of everything I do." After applying antibiotic ointment, he bound the thumb with gauze and taped it securely while cursing his own stupidity for not making the windlass out of the stronger wood to start with.

After turning to stare at the bear, "Now how in the fuck am I going to get you out of here," he said before an idea hit him. Sitting up straighter, he exclaimed, "Hell, what's the matter with me? People go bear hunting for more than sport. Mr. Mazarella killed one and treated all his security to a bear steak. A couple guys didn't like it, but I thought it was damn good. I just hope this fucker isn't too tough to eat, but the steak I had wasn't tough at all. Maybe this guy won't be either."...

Have a goodun;

Roust

March 31, 2017
Posted at 2:47 pm
 

Chapter 429 of Book 3 is in the queue

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...Kneeling in front of the growling wolf as the bear continued to dig, Morales stared eye to eye with his friend. "Lobo, I need you to listen to me. Stay away from the bars when I take them down. I can't fire the bolt if you don't, and the bear will kill us for sure." Then putting a hand on each side of the wolf's head to force him to tear his eyes away from the bear, Morales continued, "The bear will kill you in that narrow passageway. Stay back here. Please, Lobo, stay back here so I can shoot it," he practically begged. "If you don't, we'll both die."

The wolf looked back at the bear as it frantically dug at the passage wall, then seemed to calm enough to lick Morales' face and whine. At least Morales thought he whined, but with all the noise the bear was making, he wasn't sure.

Morales grabbed his spare crossbow from the wall and put both crossbows on one side of the ballista, then put both bows on the other side, all with arrows or bolts nocked. He had used his homemade arrows and bolts, because he expected the bear to break them before it died, and he didn't want to risk his factory-made ones if he could help it.

Hoping against hope, he hurried over and pulled the bars aside. "If he manages to dig his way in, the bars won't even slow him down," he told Lobo. "Now come back here with me," he said as he grabbed the wolf by the scuff of the neck to encourage him to sit behind the ballista.

"It won't be long now," he told Lobo as the bear seemed to speed up the nearer he was to the two. "Then, with a grin, he told the bear, "Ol' Boy, let's see if we can't slow your ass down a bit."...

Have a goodun;

Roust

March 24, 2017
Posted at 1:48 pm
 

Chapter 428 of Book 3 is in the queue

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...After lunch, Morales brought in two loads of clay before mixing a big batch to begin making more jars. "Fuck," he mumbled. I need to get the rest of the oats in before it rains again, and I sure don't want to lose the cherries, but instead, I have to sit on my ass and make more jars. Well, at least, I'm faster than I was when I first started.

Other than preparing their evening meal and with only a few interruptions, he made clay jars continuously until well into the night. He had just lined the jars up against a wall of the cave on his earlier attempts, but this time, he placed everything near his cook fire as well as starting another small fire on the opposite side of the area, all in the hopes of drying the pottery faster so that he could fire it sooner.

Shortly after turning the light out, and with Junior snuggled contentedly to his side, there was a noise at the entrance passageway. Lobo had been showing signs of uneasiness for hours, and now Morales knew why. The wolf was instantly at the bars snarling a welcome.

"Ah, fuck," Morales sighed out as he turned the light on to see glowing eyes staring back at them...

Have a goodun;

Roust