{"id":1012,"date":"2008-02-10T00:54:00","date_gmt":"2008-02-10T00:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bestfantasynovel.com\/2008\/02\/10\/story-draft-01\/"},"modified":"2008-02-10T00:54:00","modified_gmt":"2008-02-10T00:54:00","slug":"story-draft-01","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/2008\/02\/10\/story-draft-01\/","title":{"rendered":"Story Draft 01"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Mic, the bleebs have asked to send a representative to &#8216;negotiate&#8217; with you.&#8221; Trevor raised his eyebrows as he said this. The last bleeb who had asked to &#8220;negotiate&#8221; tried to smack them all with a mind bomb.<\/p>\n<p>Mic&#8217;s smile turned as sour as a lemon wedge, but he nodded. He also fingered his gun. &#8220;Let him talk. Buys more time for us. We&#8217;re still waiting on the demolition team anyway.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Buys more time for them too,&#8221; Trevor said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;If they had a way out of that cave, they&#8217;d have taken it by now,&#8221; said Mic. &#8220;But don&#8217;t worry. I&#8217;ll be careful.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The wind caterwauled like a banshee as it darted around the towering rock formations of the Arizona desert. The bleebs were holed up in some caves in one of the cliffs. Mic&#8217;s band had chased them here across nearly twenty miles of scrubbrush and abandoned gas stations.<\/p>\n<p>Mic and the other rangers held their positions while a single figure emerged from the cave and began the slow crawl down the backswitches to the arroyo floor. About half-way down, the figure resolved into a feminine silouette. Mic cursed under his breath. <i>The female of the species is the more deadly of the two.<\/i> Never was that more true than with bleebs, who were genetically designed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Mic, the bleebs have asked to send a representative to &#8216;negotiate&#8217; with you.&#8221; Trevor raised his eyebrows as he said this. The last bleeb who had asked to &#8220;negotiate&#8221; tried to smack them all with a mind bomb. Mic&#8217;s smile turned as sour as a lemon wedge, but he nodded. He also fingered his gun. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1012","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1012","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1012"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1012\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1012"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1012"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1012"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}