Drabble, The Blast of War, Finn, 12
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fredbassettTitle : The Blast of War
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 12
Characters : Finn
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Summary : Written for the Primeval100 challenge 306, Shakespeare
A mortar shell splintered rock above them, Finn winced.
Predictably, it was followed a moment later by the staccato burst of an AK47.
No one jumped up to return fire. They were running low on ammunition and the Taliban fucking knew it.
If they didn’t make a break for it soon, they’d be dead meat.
Their young officer was straight out of Sandhurst and as wet as a Sunday afternoon in Southport. He knew perfectly well that whatever decision he made was going to cost lives.
“A tenner says the fucking Rupert’ll be quoting Shakespeare in a minute,” Finn muttered.
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 12
Characters : Finn
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Summary : Written for the Primeval100 challenge 306, Shakespeare
A mortar shell splintered rock above them, Finn winced.
Predictably, it was followed a moment later by the staccato burst of an AK47.
No one jumped up to return fire. They were running low on ammunition and the Taliban fucking knew it.
If they didn’t make a break for it soon, they’d be dead meat.
Their young officer was straight out of Sandhurst and as wet as a Sunday afternoon in Southport. He knew perfectly well that whatever decision he made was going to cost lives.
“A tenner says the fucking Rupert’ll be quoting Shakespeare in a minute,” Finn muttered.
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Date: 2013-03-17 02:56 pm (UTC)(I don't have a Finn icon so I've used Lyle *g*)
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Date: 2013-03-17 03:37 pm (UTC)*Hi-5's Finn*
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Date: 2013-03-17 04:37 pm (UTC)It was tense, but that last line really made me laugh. Bless him!
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Date: 2013-03-17 05:19 pm (UTC)Brilliant tension, and beautiful switch to black humour at the end.
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Date: 2013-03-17 07:09 pm (UTC)You'll make sure he gets out safe, yeah?
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Date: 2013-03-18 08:06 am (UTC)Great use of humour in an angsty tense situation! *cuddles Finn*
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Date: 2013-03-20 02:59 pm (UTC)Nice use of the prompt. I don't suppose anyone will take that bet!
(I had to look up Finn on Denial. Three pages of original characters. Had no idea quite how fleshed-out the Primeval world had become. It's great.)
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Date: 2013-03-20 06:04 pm (UTC)Five years or more of writing plotty action fic between us all means we've ended up with quite a cast of supporting characters.
Finn is actually one of the soldiers we saw in S1, or at least his face was. The rest is made up.
Thanks for reading!
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