Fic: The Sergeant's Tale (Valiant Tales)
Apr. 26th, 2009 06:08 pmTitle: The Sergeant's Tale
Series: Valiant Tales. Read them in order here.
Rating: PG
Characters: The Master (Simm), other characters
Genre: drabble
Words: 100
Spoilers: Minor spoilers for The Sound of Drums and Last of the Time Lords.
Summary: A series of drabbles about the people who lived, worked, and suffered on the Valiant during the Year That Never Was.
Disclaimer: The sandbox belongs to RTD and the BBC. I'm just playing here, in the corner, making little sand-TARDISs.
Top priority? My men's safety. Too many techs with uncertain loyalties. Too many civilians trapped here since The Day.
I worry about a hothead with a spanner, about a cook grabbing a cleaver if someone touches his girl, about a raw recruit hesitating 'cos the enemy looks like Uncle Harry.
So... special drills. "Morning Execution" always has extra prisoners. I offer a knife and a promise: draw blood from an unarmed guard, walk off this ship alive and free. Nothing cures cockiness like getting sliced by a fat-arsed accountant.
Always keep my promise. Emergency Airlock 17 is just next door.
Series: Valiant Tales. Read them in order here.
Rating: PG
Characters: The Master (Simm), other characters
Genre: drabble
Words: 100
Spoilers: Minor spoilers for The Sound of Drums and Last of the Time Lords.
Summary: A series of drabbles about the people who lived, worked, and suffered on the Valiant during the Year That Never Was.
Disclaimer: The sandbox belongs to RTD and the BBC. I'm just playing here, in the corner, making little sand-TARDISs.
Top priority? My men's safety. Too many techs with uncertain loyalties. Too many civilians trapped here since The Day.
I worry about a hothead with a spanner, about a cook grabbing a cleaver if someone touches his girl, about a raw recruit hesitating 'cos the enemy looks like Uncle Harry.
So... special drills. "Morning Execution" always has extra prisoners. I offer a knife and a promise: draw blood from an unarmed guard, walk off this ship alive and free. Nothing cures cockiness like getting sliced by a fat-arsed accountant.
Always keep my promise. Emergency Airlock 17 is just next door.
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Date: 2009-04-27 04:58 pm (UTC)loved it
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Date: 2009-04-28 03:24 pm (UTC)*Beams* Then my work here is done.
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