Drabble Challenge #1 - the human snare

[scottishlass]

spacellama requested Crichton and Winona

THE HUMAN SNARE

He was staring at the sleek black surface. She gleamed seductively in the half-lit gold glow off Moya's walls.
He had made sure to keep her fully loaded. Licking each bullet before inserting it into the chamber. It had started as a good-luck charm, now after so many cycles in the Uncharted, it had become a habit.
Taking the gun, he stroked it lovingly like a lover. Kissing its butt, imaging the lips of a lovely lady. The trigger was warm, beckoning. So easy, it whispered, tempting the fragile human being inside John Crichton. But that part was long gone, today was a new day. A new day with Winona at his side, a day to survive. Holstering the weapon, stroking it for the last time, he made his way to the docking bay.

"Not today, Winona."

Comments

[spacellama.livejournal.com]

Whooohooo! I could even see him in his leather trousers. He always did have a close relationship with that gun. :) Thank you!

[scottishlass.livejournal.com]

Thank you Viv :) Hope you liked my drivel :)

[kazbaby]

Damn. I really like that one.