Jake wished the damned beeping would stop or it would give him away when they got closer. One of his battery packs ran out when he rerouted it to juice his CA (communications apparatus) that had mysteriously shorted out. He needed to run to the caves where he might find crystals protruding from the walls he could fashion it crudely and put inside the battery packs. Breathing at the moment felt like breathing fire after hours of running in the dense tropical forest. The constant cool rain wasn't helping matters either. The chill was seeping in him and the slippery forest floor was making his ascent up this hill treacherous.
God what he would give for some of his wife's cooking. He laughed at the irony. Grace had told him to eat something before he flew out this morning, but didn't want to hurt her feelings. She had made one of the many things he disliked. As lovely as she was, she was a bad cook. Right now with adrenaline pumping through his tired, chilled and hungry body, all he could think about how delicious her bad cooking would taste right now. Jake promised himself he would ask for second and third helpings the next time he saw her.
Hoisting his long trunk-like legs over a thick tree branch was his last obstacle that he could see before making it to the mouth of the cave. He recognized the faint pink glow inside. For once, the gods were really smiling on him. Black steel boots stomped through the rain puddles. Jake felt the faint warmth emanating from the entrance. The crystals were strong and hadn't been harvested yet from this side of the mountain! Glancing at his watch, it read 16:21. He could stay here for a bit but no more than 22:00, his rendezvous time on the other side of the mountain was set at 23:30.
Jake entered the cave and had to walk about six yards in to get to the crystals. Pushing his dark blond hair that was plastered to his face, he focused on the task at hand. His shiny black uniform was reflecting the pink glow. Working quickly and wheezing in warmer air, he took out the TinyFuel from one of his weapons and set it aside on the cave floor so he could use the disarmed weapon to pry a couple of pink crystals from the walls. Damn, these buggers were not coming out easily. His hands were too wet and his uniform completely soaked inside and out to dry them. Honed instincts made him turn his face towards the belly of the cave where a bright pink light was coming fast. His bright jade eyes didn't have time to register what it could be before it engulfed him...
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Hey!
Funny how the words come when you least expect them, or you do expect them but they come out all different.
As in all works, even when written by the greats, there are moments of good, and moments of not so good. Good writers learn to pick these things up in their own writing and put them right. Actually, there's not a lot wrong in what you've done, and a lot that is right.
The best advice that I can give you is that you should join Litopia - the link is on my blog. You will find a load of stuff there, and loads of people who can help you. It's a great place and they'll amke you very welcome.
(But please don't mention my name, as you are there by right, not by my assistance, or anything, and i've left!)
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LOL -- Won't mention your name, Es. I will check out Litopia this week for some pointers. This was just my mind unloading, but will use info for other stuff.
Okay - you gonna leave me hangin'? Spent all of Sunday wondering about him... ;)
Jake may be making his episode continuation later. I'll add it if you're good to me at work. I know it's gonna kill ya. ;p
ROTFLMAO
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