Good Luck Bad Temper (Stryker)
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Downtown is deserted this late at night. Few people live close to the oversized buildings towering just high enough to see the top of the concrete wall surrounding our city. And around this time, most people are locked safely away in their cozy beds.
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They prefer living in the smaller homes in quiet neighborhoods and farmland. Anything to avoid reminding themselves of the outside world. Usually, my prey takes the time to enjoy the lasting smell of baked goods and the blossomed sakura, or at the very least, care. But this guy refuses to turn around or take his eyes off the screen. How can someone get attached to something so trivial?
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Irritation rushes over me—both from the fool I was sent to capture and the too-tight bra strap cutting into my shoulder. Then it hits me. With his face glued to that small, bright screen, this is an easy hunt. Downtown turns silent this late at night. Few people live close to the oversized buildings towering just high enough to see the top of the wall surrounding our city. And at this time of night, most people are locked safely away in their cozy beds. Usually, my prey takes the time to enjoy the lasting scent of baked goods and the blossomed sakura, or at the very least, care.
I pull at my bra strap—this thing is digging a hole into my skin. This post was inspired by a guy in a Facebook writing group who asked: Agents have enough going on and do NOT need arrogant writers wasting their time. No one wants to work with an arrogant time waster. If you want to self-publish then go right ahead and do so. If you want to go through an agent, then query your heart out. Posted by Elisa Stryker at 2: Alexa dug her nails into the dirt as she crawled away from the screams of her people dying around her.
With one leg bloodied and broken, running wasn't an option. Twigs and small rocks ripped her thin nightgown leaving shallow cuts across her stomach.
She ignored the pain. Her mind was focused on escaping—surviving. The sun had set hours ago leaving the village Haringard hidden in the valley. But when the Black Ravens, an army controlled by Queen Evelyn of the Hightower Commonwealth, came for them, being hidden wasn't enough. Using her good leg and every ounce of her strength, Alexa pulled herself into the surrounding woods.
Shadows danced on the trees from the flames that devoured the small cottages. Her dark hair stuck to her face wet with blood and sweat. Most of it wasn't her blood. She was forced to watch her sister get slaughtered like an animal. Part of her was glad the dark army chose murder over enslavement. The women would be used for breeding while the men would be used as food. Alexa made it to a clearing before stopped to catch her breath. She choked back a scream. Sounds of death and battle echoed through the trees. Alexa cried silently, staring up towards the heavens. Bright stars shined down on her.
She cursed them for not protecting her family the rest of Haringard. Blood seeped into the dirt beneath her. The sound of footsteps on snapping twigs approached. Alexa's heart went rapid. A whispered prayer escaped her scarlet lips as she shut her eyes tight awaiting her death. Wednesday, August 23, Rejections, Rejections, Rejections. My Twitter account is gone and this blog may soon follow.
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I guess we'll find out in the next week. Energizer They call me "The Squad Princess". I wear it as a badge of honor. My father is the General and head coordinator of the Eradication Squad. Being his daughter means I have to prove myself daily. I got that chance when he gave me permission to lead my own squad. Don't get me wrong, I love my father, but I also want to be my own person. His guards suffocate me with attention. Sometimes I just want to break out and run around the city without constantly being watched. Being a "princess" isn't all that bad, people respect me.
I have my friends and my adorably goofy boyfriend, Nevin, to back me up. I want to see him reach his goal, but he'll have to train to reach it. He expects me to use my status to get him into the squad, but he's wrong. I love him, but I won't beg my father to throw him into battle.
Nevin will have to prove himself the way I did. There are no shortcuts in this world. Especially not on Caara Island. Ashley , bio , character , energizer , hunter , immunity , immunity hunter. Posted by Elisa Stryker at 8: Monday, May 22, Unnamed, Unedited Retelling. Jeiku Okamimuto Immunity Hunter. Posted by Elisa Stryker at 5: This is the result of having too much downtime on a long bus trip. It's hot today, too hot to go do anything productive.
It's not like the guards are allowing me to leave the compound anyway. Michael has us on some sort of lockdown. You can talk to her," she says like she is giving permission. She is glad to be away from Alicia. At first Tabby had thought she and Alicia would get on great. They hanged out loads when she first arrived but ever since the incident with Clark, which Tabby still can't get to make complete sense, Alicia has been cold and frankly unnerving.
Combined with what Mystique is training them for and Magneto's agenda Tabby is starting to think that maybe it is time she split and go where exactly? How did she end up in this place where it seems like she has zero options. Tabby's day gets somewhat brighter when she finds Amara is sharing her 1st class. After listening to Amara complain about Jean putting her through a training session Amara felt she wasn't ready for Tabby decides the best answer is for the two of them to go on a mall trawl. Tabby hasn't had a good one of those in weeks since Alicia decided that anything fun was now frivolous and a waste of time.
It doesn't take much effort to get Amara to agree.
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After school Tabby once more 'borrows' Lance's Jeep before he can get it back. Jean is nearby when she spots Tabby and Amara leaving and she just knows that this is trouble. She spots Scott and runs up to him. I need to borrow your car," she tells him and then explains why. He then tosses them into the air and catches them while saying "I'll go get her. Scott then spots the look Jean is giving him and his mind flashes back to this morning. Jean gives out a little sigh and palms her face with her hand. Jean smiles at the thought of her and Scott dancing close.
I was going to ask you. I'll get the tickets tomorrow. Of all the chauvinistic She snatches the car keys from Scott's grasp and leaves in pursuit of Amara and Tabby screeching Scott's tyres as she goes making him visibly wince. His poor poor car. Scott lets out a deep sigh.
He had bought the tickets because he was nervous about the dance and couldn't take the tension. It seems silly he knows since he and Jean are already dating but he is just terrified every day that he is going to screw this up somehow. He had wanted this for so long; to be with Jean. Now that he had it he didn't want to lose it but as he thinks about what just happened one thought repeats over and over in his head. Clark continues his apology. I am an idiot. I mean I should have known better. I know you can look after yourself and I know Jean can as well.
Clark rubs the back of his neck nervously.
Stryker is a former British commando who, during a ferocious fit of good luck and bad temper, wins the Victoria Cross in Afghanistan. On leaving the army, and. Since I don't know y'all personally, good luck hurting my feelings..I am more hot tempered.:) That was not the point, both, Patrice and I feel.
Please don't take this the wrong way but I thought I should give it a few hours. Rogue lets out a sigh. Clark stops her right there. In fact you I think you are kind of cute when you are all riled up. He takes Rogue's hand into his own. Rogue manages a smile. Clark and Rogue both look at where that came from to find it is the source of Kurt's well known crush Amanda Sefton. Amanda can guess that these two will be going together. Clark doesn't really want to drag this memory up but he'll answer the question anyway. There is a whole lot more to the story but Clark can't tell it in front of Amanda.
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Amanda blushes shyly and lets her long dark hair fall in front of her face to try and hide it. She wasn't aware anyone knew about her crush on Kurt. She stutters her response, "Um I-I haven't decided yet. She liked Kurt a lot but then there is the secret she learned about him. The one she had been keeping to herself for months. She wants to take some time to think on it. Clark and Rogue says their farewells to Amanda and once she is gone Rogue asks "Clark do ya want ta go ta tha dance? Rogue blushes once more. He still swore one day he would find a way to remedy that.
Rogue looks at him and imagines him in a tux and then remembers how many normal things she has been forced to miss out on due to her powers. Well not this time. Ah want ta go," she decides finally. Clark smiles as he imagines what she might look like all dressed up. Rogue giggles at Clark's expression which as always makes Clark smile more.
He loves it when he can make Rogue laugh. Later that day Scott is in the kitchen at the table eating a sandwich he had made to snack on when a news report comes on about a couple of car-jackers being caught by a small group of good Samaritans. What Scott doesn't know is that 2 of the people responsible are with him sitting by the window. When Jean had caught up with Tabby and Amara she had found them chasing down the car-jackers. They were about to escape until Jean encased them in bricks that were lying around.
She leans over to Amara. I mean Clark kind of has it covered doesn't he? Jean nods in agreement and the two girls leave. Scott, meanwhile had had his curiosity pricked by the way the girls reacted to the news. His intuition told him something was going on right up to the moment he realises he is leaning over too far as he watched the girls leave and the chair topples over and he crashes onto the floor. The next day Jean and Amara are at the mall and by accident bump into Tabby. They end up sitting on a bench talking about what they did the day before. Jean has to nod in agreement as well.
Think about how we could go out there and clean up this town. I mean this Blur character does it. Jean had to admit Tabby had a point. She can remember well when Clark had been forced to admit he was the vigilante but he had never really explained why he did it.