lizvogel

(As picked up from the time-sink that is the Network page) The rules are as follows: Go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, and share seven sentences. Then tag 7 people who you know will see this to do the same.

So I pulled up Lightning Strikes Twice and went to page 7, and of course the seventh line is a bracket-note about something I have to go back and fill in later. ;-P

However, skipping down to the seventh line of actual text nets this:

"DeAugustine, are you listening?" the sphere inquired with surprising acerbity for such a small device.

"Hanging on every syllable, I assure you," Aubrey replied, his arm still at full extension to keep the tiny digital voice as far from their ears as possible.

"I'm not doing this for my health, you know. For yours, if anything. You might at least try to pay attention."

"I am riveted with fascination."

The device emitted something very like a snort of disbelief, and Kearsley pictured some poor analyst, trapped in a windowless office waiting for operatives to pick up their devices so he or she could recite briefings that they weren't going to attend to anyway.

I do love Aubrey. And Kearsley, for that matter. And this whole universe, really.

If you're reading this, you may consider yourself tagged.