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Season One, Episode One- Full Moon Blues.. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emergencytheaterlive **Theater Writer Site Debut Launch: 15 Oct 2002. ******************************** From: Jeff Seltun <finiterider@yahoo.com> Date: Wed Oct 16, 2002 3:04 am Subject: The Dead of Night... It was 5 : 30 am, the slight scent of smoke lingered still in the station house from the engine and squad only a half hour returned from a fatal fire, and the drone of avenue traffic outside was ceaseless. A single light was flicked on at the writing desk in the bunk room. "Gage! Do you mind!" Hank hollered. Johnnie looked up, mortified, in rumpled t-shirt and run pants, one suspender fallen down over his arm. "*Cough* Sorry cap. Uh, just a sec, I gotta...uh. Gotta make a phone call.." "Well hurry it up.." Chet mumbled even more grumpy then Cap was. "Shh!!!" hissed someone who sounded suspiciously like Marco and Mike in tandem. "Arff!!" Bonnie yapped in reply. Roy jumped in his bed from his sound sleep at the noise and nap jerked awake, "HUhhhHH?! Ohmygod..*sniff* ohhhh, it's the d*mned dog. Johnnie would you let her out? I'm too sleepy to...too sleepyyy toooo aaaa.." "Yeah, ok. I will, buddy. Right after making a phone call." |
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"Will you starting dialing already?!" Marco snapped, flipping over on his pillow and squinting in the light. He immediately buried his head under his pillow in a vain attempt to block out the idle unwelcome chitchat filling his bedspace. His voice sounded five octaves lower than normal and cracky. "ok, yeah. Just hang on.. I gotta, gotta look up the number here." Johnnie said. "Marco.. You shoulda let me and Roy take a look at ya after that four alarm. You're really losing your voice man. A little O2 could fix--" "Gage!!" Cap called out from behind another rusty brick partition. "uh, what Cap? I was just helping out." Gage's smile twitched as he balanced the phone onto his ear while he dialed his number in the dim light he was trying to shield in vain.. "I am a paramedic after all. I mean it's my duty to be part of a team. To look out after the guys, 24/7 . Heh." he chuckled. "Well, it's definitely 12/5 for me Gage. Shhh!" Chet groused. "That goes for me too.." Mike added. "Arff!!" Johnny jilted in his chair when he heard the sound of pissing fill the air. "No! Bonnie no!!" and he dropped the phone on the desk in a dive to reach the Boston Yorky squatting in the middle of the linoleum floor. "Bad girl.. Baddd.." he hissed in a whisper. |
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Chet piped up sleepily, "What? That aimed at your date for refusing you yet again?" Then the scent of a second Bonnie misdeed reached them all. "Ahhggh." "Fah!!" "Gage! Clean it up NOW!" "Johnny,.. you should have hurried.." John was on his hands and knees scrambling for a foot locker under the desktop which held a roll of papertowels. He flipped open the door and hastily snatched for it, all the while stammering apologies and short failed jokes under the guys angry barrage. "Ow.! Ok. All right already.. " he said when a ballistic pillow from Marco nailed him across the butt. "I'm hurrying I'm hurrying. Just let me flush this..." and he hastened to the john with his steaming burden of towels. Bonnie cheerfully followed him the whole way. A brief peace reigned over the bunks except for the desklight and snores punctuated the air. Then Johnny came back into the room, sat down in the wooden wheeling desk chair and picked up the black phone receiver again. "Oh, no you don't.." Chet warned, loudly. "We've already lost the first five minutes of a long four days with no sleep." "Get to BED!!" Cap roared. "Groovy, Cap. Just what I was saying.." |
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Gage knew he'd pushed as far as he could get away with and reluctantly set the phone down again, his whole purpose of non sleeping going unfulfilled. "Gage.. If you aren't under those covers in five seconds, I'm assigning you a month's tower detail!! Five! Four! Three!!" Gage shot out of the chair, slid on the floor in his boots in a dash for his cubicle. "Gage! The light!" Marco rasped. "Two!!" Johnny belly slid across the floor to the light's plug and yanked it. The room was plunged into total darkness. Bonnie began to howl at the rising tension from her human family. "Oh for Pete's sake, Johnny. Give her a snack.." Mike exclaimed. "One!" Cap roared. "Gotonebymybed!" Johnny squeaked as he dove, blind, into the air and landed on his mattress, the bed springs squealed from his impact about two seconds before-- "Zero!" Cap yelled. "Now not another peep outta you for the next hour and a half until dawn." "Sorry C-" "Ahahah..! NOT a single word." Cap seethed. "Ok." came Johnny's soft meek answer. "Gage!" |
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