“Lucifer?” the startled Lleu retorted. “I wasn’t summoning
Lucifer! I was attempting to summon a minor demon called Rhys who owes me one.
I thought he might be able to help get us out of this mess.”
“Unless your Rhys understands rocket science, I doubt he’d
be much more useful than you are!” Leah snapped. “Perhaps you ought to try
summoning Mr. Spock.”
“With all due respect, Leah, Scotty would be the better bet,”
Marc countered. “He was the Enterprise’s chief engineer.”
“It does not matter if their chief engineer was that
charming little fellow who talked about the nuclear wessels!” Leah railed. “In
a moment, we are all about to find ourselves in the stratosphere, and I do not
know how to fly this thing any more than I know how to stop it from taking off!”
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~
Notes:
After falling through a wormhole when Base Lust-69 exploded at the end of Paraji's Prisoners, Voodoo Priestess Leah La Sirene finds herself playing den mother to a haphazard sextet of men who couldn't be less helpful if they tried.
lol I love this! All those references to Star Trek are perfect!
ReplyDeleteThank you. When they came to me, I just rolled with it!
DeleteBeing in the pickle they are, they really don't have time for arguing -- but that tells you a lot about them, I guess.
ReplyDeleteFor Leah, dealing with these guys is like being a den mother to a bunch of unruly boy scouts. She loves them, but they drive her nuts. Also, as a Voodoo Priestess, she is used to having the last word. This bunch never stop talking.
DeleteSo much excitement. Outstanding snippet.
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