100 words
In the Mountains of Mourning: An Outtake
A fanfic drabble by
Luminator Thelms
Disclaimer: These characters and their venue are the creation of Louis McMaster Bujold. I am playing in her Universe under her "don't ask, don't tell" fanfic-permissive policy, and offer this work strictly for my amusement and yours (but, alas, not hers).
"Did you meet anyone on the path? Answer yes or no."
"Yes."
Dea was getting excited. "Who? Ask him who!"
Miles held up his hand. "You can administer the antagonist now, Dr. Dea."
"Aren't you going to ask him? It could be vital."
"I can't. I gave my word. Administer the antagonist now, doctor!"
Dea stared at Miles a long moment. "As you wish, M'lord." He turned an elderly, embittered hill woman, awaiting her cue offstage. "Ma Mattulich, step this way and I'll treat your-"
"Not her." Miles pointed at the medkit. "I meant the other kind of antagonist..."
