Tuesday, September 19, 2017

I like writing scenes from books

Just then she vaguely remembered him saying he had a cornea transplant and how that seemed to raise concern but then the possible significance of the information vanished and she went back to asking him more questions to which she already knew the answers.  Why had he had a cornea transplant or was there more to it.

As they climbed he seemed to start exhibiting a little more deftness and agility.  These moves clearly weren't the moves of an amateur, she thought,  not the moves of some one who had only done 12 of the 54 14ers.  But yet they weren't the moves generally associated with some one skilled at climbing or mountaineering.  It felt to her as though she was watching someone skilled a martial arts.  And then it hit her, they had not done their research well enough on this mark.

Meanwhile Clark was hiking, no running up the east ridge of the mountain.  As he ran he ran through the images in his head of how the accident was going to take place.

Wow, you are really good at this, she said. And you've only done 12 mountains and just 9 of them last year.   Where did you learn all this?

Oh, this, well, I am just applying some good ol' fashion Judo moves I learned when I was in the Seals.

Holy shit, you gotta fucking be kidding me! she said in true alarm.

Her reaction caught him off guard.  It was more of a reaction like she had just fucked up big time.

So'd you ever see any action.

All the time.  I didn't go into the fuckin' corp to sit behind a desk.

You ever kill anyone.

I don't know maybe a couple a hundred combatants I guess.  If you count, placed explosives then the number goes way up but hand to hand combat and ambushes I'd say a couple hundred.  Never really counted or kept score.  No need to, I'm breathing and ambulatory - no score to keep.

So you ambushed the enemy.

No those kills came to those who ambushed me.    It's funny people think because I am short I am an easy target.  Fact is  is that that shortness gives me an advantage like nothing else.

Clark had just landed his two feet on the summit of the mountain.  They were class 4 scrambling the wall 200 feet below.

So you know,  I mean I am just sayin' your boyfriend only has, oh shit I don't know, only a couple maybe say 500 to a thousand breaths left in him.  He may have done all these 14ers and climbed everest and all but the dude's dead.   I really gotta say didn't see it comin until like 15 minutes ago.  I honestly don't know what tipped me.  For some fucking strange reason I know he just summited this thing and is waiting up there.  And I can actually visualize the moves I need to make to get him started down the mountain.  It'll be a fuckin accident.  Just like on Capitol.  Two lovers just took the wrong fuckin way down.

And then in a very genuine appologetic way he said, I am sorry.  I mean really. Shit if I had known I would have shut things down between you and me but I didn't see it coming.  Now you two gotta die.  You guys are just doin.  . . .  there was a bit of a pause,  well what you do.  I mean you don't know anything else.   But I can tell you when you see what I do to your boyfriend you will be wholly impressed.

The two continued to scramble up the rocks him talking as if he is just recounting an old climbing story with his climbing partner.

I mean the training and experience that I've been through is really incredible.  It really is like, like  he searched for the word.  Like ballet when I am in the zone you know.   I have been in situations where I am actually saving someone or a group of people and afterwards it's like I am a fucking rock star.

They stopped to breath a while.  He could now hear the boyfriend pacing around at the top.  She couldn't.

I mean it is a real aphrodisiac for women.  I always get laid after something like that.  I am good.  I mean really.  Oh yeah,  I've seen you checking out descending.  If you do I'll help your descent with some rocks you know.   That's incredible you guys were just going to see if you could get away with it.  Boy did you pick the wrong guy.  I mean seriously of all the people in the fucking world.

Two big rocks came over the edge one directly at him and the other a larger one at her.  He looked down and the surprise on her face was genuine and the shock paralyzed her never-the-less her screamed bounced off the mountain walls and out into the fog.








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