From 9d3061d728966721a28d4f652add509be1ee7085 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: BodgeMaster <> Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2025 23:32:40 +0200 Subject: [PATCH] 'jc' Night Watch: revision, finish writing MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=UTF-8 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit I’m not quite happy with how it turned out, but it contains all the events I wanted to add to this chapter. I’ll probably spend a long time trying to improve the language at some point. --- jc-night_watch.html | 71 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++------------------ 1 file changed, 42 insertions(+), 29 deletions(-) diff --git a/jc-night_watch.html b/jc-night_watch.html index a0ddf9f..16ff0da 100644 --- a/jc-night_watch.html +++ b/jc-night_watch.html @@ -8,12 +8,15 @@ Shit! Two minutes.
She begins running for the platform. Warm air hits her face as she enters the station – and the all too familiar stench of piss. She looks at - the signs. Something is off but she can't quite tell what. + the signs. Something's off but she can't quite tell what. She runs along, looking for her platform, until she reaches the other end of the tunnel.
It hits her: Wait... - Where the fuck is platform 6?
- She runs back. Platform 6 is nowhere to be seen. Someone grabs her by + Where the hell is platform 6?
+ She runs back. Platform 6 is nowhere to be seen. +

+

+ Someone grabs her by the shoulder.
Michelle?
She opens her eyes and lifts her head, looking around in confusion. @@ -25,27 +28,28 @@ She remembers. She was supposed to be on night watch until two.
What time is it?
- Three AM.
+ Three A.M.
Sorry.
All good, nothing happened.
What about the fire?
Still embers.
Phew.
- She stands up, holding on to the table with one hand and moving her hair - out of her face with the other. She thinks + She stands up, holding on to the table for support with one hand while + moving her hair out of her face with the other. She thinks When did I fall asleep? Last thing she remembers, it was still bright outside. - 8 PM? No, it's June. 9 PM? + 8 P.M.? No, it's June. 9 P.M.? She yawns.

- Wolves howling. Michelle suddenly feels very awake. Jack grabs a gun - and checks that it is loaded. Michelle grabs her bow and quiver with - arrows. They walk over to the entrance and look around. It's still - dark outside, but barely bright enough to see. The sky over the mountain - ridge to the north-east is a faint green, the rest is deep blue with - stars. A pack of wolves is down by the river, minding their own business. - The two watch them for a while before concluding they probably + Their attention gets abruptly captured by wolves howling. Michelle + suddenly feels very awake. Jack grabs a gun from the safe and checks + that it is loaded. Michelle opens a drawer and grabs her bow and quiver + with arrows. They walk over to the entrance and look around. It's + still dark outside, but barely bright enough to see. The sky over the + mountain ridge to the north-east is a faint green, the rest is deep blue + with stars. A pack of wolves is down by the river, minding their own + business. The two watch them for a while before concluding they probably aren't a concern for now. Jack puts the gun into the holster? on his belt and Michelle lays bow and quiver down and sits by the embers. @@ -58,27 +62,36 @@

Soon enough, the fire is back in its full form. Jack goes inside and - reemerges with two seat cushions translate: - Sitzkissen, blankets, and some snacks. They sit down next to + reemerges with two seat cushions?, + blankets, and some snacks. They sit down next to each other on the cushions on the ground, facing the fire. Michelle feels her back getting cold and puts one of the blankets over her shoulders. Jack seems to have other priorities – he opens a preserved can of cashews and starts munching. She grabs a handful and starts eating as well, staring into the warm glow of the flames. - The heat radiating from the fire fills her body with a fuzzy warmth. + The heat that starts radiating from the fire fills her body with a fuzzy + warmth.

- + She wakes up to find herself laying on her side, still facing the fire, + with her head on Jack's lap. She feels him twirling her hair through + his fingers. Everything around them is bright as day.
+ She says: I didn't know we were close + like that.
+ Sorry. He stops. + I don't think we are. You were just very + out of it.
+ Michelle adjusts her pose, moving the arm she is laying on to a more + comfortable position, but stays put.
+ I'm fine with this. We can cringe about + it later... By the way, what time is it?
+ Jack looks at his watch. She hears the segments of the metal + wrist band? moving near her ear.
+ Around 04:30 A.M.
+ Okay, good night.
+ Thank you to PineappleJoy for the inspiration + for this wonderful dialog. :)
+ I'm not sure if I should keep it though, because this isn't + gonna go anywhere.