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Date Posted: 13:51:21 05/07/03 Wed
Author: O-Bug
Subject: Second part
In reply to: Shanola 's message, "Focus- Part 2" on 21:57:37 04/27/03 Sun

"Birkhoff, I'm in." Nikita spoke in a low voice. She was alone in the elevator, going down to meet Morgan for the final information exchange.

"Good, Nikita. Would he would say this? I’d begin with: I've got your location. I’d also suggest omitting: Everything is under control." Birkhoff keyed a sequence into the computer, making minor adjustments to the frequency level Nikita was using. "We may get a little fuzzy if he takes you real deep, but we shouldn't lose contact."

"I hope not. I am not looking forward to this" , I like Nikita’s internal thoughts here, but would she voice her hopes or fears about the mission? Nikita tried to keep the anxiety she was feeling from her voice. Where is Michael's smooth confidence when I need it most, she thought to herself.

"You're doing fine, Nikita." This time it was Madeline's voice she heard. It just didn't give her the same feeling of security as Michael's voice.

"Here we go", Nikita whispered I don’t understand why Maddy is acting as cheerleader on this mission, or why Nikita has so readily accepted Maddy’s role as such. I’d suggest cutting right to the chase – get Nikita to Morgan and to Michael. Forget about Birkoff and Madeline. At this point, they are interruptions. (I'm sorry! But that’s how I feel.) as the elevator stopped and she stood up straightening her business suit as the doors swooshed open. Cautiously, she moved out into the hall.
Why cautiously? She's JC now, not Nikita, right?

"Hello, JC. I see you made it. And right on time, too." Morgan greeted her as she stepped forward. Here, you show the greeting and then you reiterate that he greeted her. I'd probably just show the action of the greeting taking place. "We have already gotten started. I'm not sure why this is important. How would Morgan know until they began the information extraction process that they'd need another specialist like JC? I do hope you don't mind, but this one well this one is quite special." Morgan smiled at Nikita's raised eyebrows. "Step this way and I'll give you the file", Morgan placed one hand on the small of Nikita's back as he indicated the direction with his other.

Nikita allowed the contact, even though she was repulsed by Morgan and his little games. She had been through three days of these silly meetings About what, exactly? IMO, what they'd discuss in these meetings (the victim? purpose of information extraction? methods of extraction? Morgan's problems in getting the victim to speak?) are important. and she was ready to get it over with once and for all. Careful to keep her face neutral, Nikita let the door be opened for her.

"After you, my dear", Morgan drawled.

Nikita stepped into the room. It was furnished simply with a desk, computer and two chairs. She paused at the desk before asking, "The file is here?"

Morgan smiled as he punched buttons on the keyboard. "Here you go. Please, have a seat as you read it." He pulled out one of the chairs and held it for Nikita.

Nikita smiled as she put down her bag and took the chair, turning to the screen. "Well, let's see what you've got here." She began to read the medical file. It was very clean and well documented. It was also obvious that Morgan was not going to leave her alone to read the file. She turned to him and smiled again. "It's not very long. I take it you haven't had this one for very long?"

"No, my dear. I think of it as a challenge to break them in as little time as possible. This one has been here longer than most." How long? Morgan was looking at Nikita closely. Why?

"Be careful Nikita", Madeline warned. Be careful of what?!

Nikita met Morgan's gaze unflinching. "Of course", she replied, answering both Madeline and Morgan at the same time. What was the question? Then she turned back and began to read off the main points of the file, saying them under her breath so Madeline could hear, but in such a way that Morgan thought she was engrossed in the file. I wish I could hear what the main points of the file are. I feel too much in the dark about what Morgan's after.

After a few moments, Morgan stood, placing a hand on Nikita's shoulder. Startled, she looked up to find him smiling down at her. "I'm going to go check on our guest. I'll be back in a moment and we can discuss your suggestions. You don't mind?" Why would he ask her such a thing? Isn’t he employing Nikita/JC to do a job for him?

"Certainly not", Nikita smiled back at Morgan. "Take your time. This looks very interesting." She breathed a small sigh of relief as the door closed. "OK, Madeline", she muttered, "Here we go." Here she goes with what?

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What's interesting and what works in the previous scene between Morgan and Nikita is that anyone reading will know what's in store for her. This is a great hook that involves a reader. It's building suspense and anticipation.

What doesn't work for me about the scene is that Morgan and Nikita reveal nothing of importance -- there is nothing that furthers your plot or that serves to up the ante. My suggestion is to reveal something pertinent during Morgan and Nikita's dialogue. Maybe . . . some sort of clue that makes her think of Michael? Or, maybe she reads something in the file (that readers will also see) that will raise her sympathy.

But I really think there should be some kind of reason for the scene. Go back to the title of your story: maybe it could be something having to do with an operative's need to focus . . .

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[> [> [> I forget where I am, but ... -- O-Bug, 14:46:00 05/12/03 Mon

... it's taking too long to find the right section, wait for it to download and hope the Reply to this message choice is at the bottom of it. *g*

So, I'll just continue on from here.

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I’m breaking up the huge paragraph that followed into smaller paragraphs of my own choosing. Purely stylistic.

Michael was in Suggest omitting WAS IN and adding stood Nikita's apartment. He could feel felt instead of could feel her presence surround him: it was in everything he touched. In a moment, he knew Suggest omitting HE KNEW he would have to leave. They would be there to clean it out. To them, Nikita was dead, killed by him Suggest omitting WAS DEAD, KILLED BY HIM and adding had been cancelled along with five other abeyance operatives by explosion on the last abeyance mission. Well, I suggest rewording however you see fit, in any case.

He stood, Suggest omitting STOOD (if you choose to use this word above, that is) breathing her scent one last time. –> He had set her free, one way or the other. He only hoped she had gotten out in time. <–Suggest omitting these two sentences since they are inherently understood by anyone who’s seen the show. Odd, he didn't remember her sink dripping constantly like that. Is there a dripping sound where Morgan is keeping Michael? Or, are you referring to water (blood?) that may be dripping from Michael’s body? He cocked his head, listening. From somewhere far away came a high, whining sound. It reminded him of a dentists drill. He opened his eyes then, not realizing they had been closed. He turned to the sound, wondering why Nikita had a drill here, trying to make it fit into place as it came close to his side.

Suddenly, there was a blinding white flash and he was in Section. The white flash reference is confusing. Is this Michael’s response to the pain of the drill on his body? There she was, training with Birkhoff and trading innuendoes with Walter. He stood off to one side, watching her light Section with her special glow. Her blonde hair flipped over her shoulder as her blue eyes met his. She had smiled at him. Nikita. Images came more quickly then, of Nikita training. Sleeping. Killing. He saw her learning and he saw her crying from behind iron bars. There she was smiling. Mostly, though, he saw her strength, her ability to survive whatever was thrown her way. It was the reason he had brought her into Section. She not only survived, she triumphed! He grabbed at that part of her and held on. Focus, he thought through waves of agony, remember every detail. Nikita.

I like where you went with the above paragraph, but the way you wrote it is keeping me at arm’s length. Most of the action in the paragraph is passive because you’re not allowing me to “see” the memory. My suggestion is to pick one or two poignant memories, and to consider the reason behind why Michael would think of a certain memory, i.e., the moment when he realizes Nikita’s insouciance isn’t an act, or an unexpected moment when she’s emotionally demanding and he inadvertently responds, or almost does, or another such defining moment. Or, pick a canon moment from Season One. Some examples – Nikita’s nervousness and Michael’s “Dance for me.” in LOVE; the end of the hand dance scene in ESCAPE; Michael overhearing Nikita’s conversation with Madeline about his seduction of Lisa Fanning, and seeing the look on her face, in OBSESSED, etc.

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"Nikita, I can't break the code at this terminal. It isn't connected to the rest of the system. You'll have to get to the main computer, or access a terminal that's hooked into the system." Birkhoff's revelation did not improve Nikita's mood. She had hoped he would be able to get the information from this location, thus preventing her from further contact with Morgan. She frowned in dismay. That was probably why Morgan had left her alone in the first place. He knew this terminal was isolated. Damn.

"Nikita, get back to your original screen. There is movement in the hall." Madeline's cool voice ordered her into action.

(Nikita punched) Quickly punching a few keys, the computer cleared, finishing just as the door opened behind her. Nikita stood and smiled at Morgan. "Everything all right?" she asked, I don’t understand the basis for her question. keeping her voice even as she smoothed her skirt.

Morgan's eyes followed Nikita's hands as they brushed down the front of her thighs. He smiled. "Splendid, my dear, splendid! Shall we?" he asked, holding the door open for her.

Nikita picked up her bag and looked demurely at him. "Certainly" she murmured throatily as she swayed past him.

"We have made a little progress since that file was last updated. I think you'll be surprised. I hope you will be, at least." Morgan smiled again as he stopped at a door. "I would consider it an honor if I could surprise the great JC." What is it that makes her great?

Nikita studied Morgan. "I'm sure you will," she replied after a moment. "I just love surprises." And she sashayed through the door.

The previous scene is another one that I feel could be omitted entirely and nothing would be lost from the story, for the same reasons I’ve listed before. Nothing new or of importance was revealed, and the issues you did hint at – a file, progress – raised questions about issues I’m already confused about. What file? (The file on what they’ve done to Michael? And if so, what is the point of keeping a torture log?) What progress? (As far as I know, Michael hasn’t given them anything yet.)

******************

Nikita stood still, breathing evenly and counting. On the other side of this door, she thought, is some poor soul who has had the misfortune of crossing paths with all the wrong people. Or maybe, she reflected, they really do deserve this sort of thing. She could think of at least three people who might deserve this. Now was not the time for those thoughts. Exactly. Show me the situation first, then let me hear Nikita’s anguished thoughts. And like JayBee said in her critique, Nikita thinking of three people who deserved whatever she’s going to face behind the door sounds mighty odd. Pun intended. If she’s going to go so far as to think three I’d like to know who the three are and why. But . . . that’s getting totally off the story’s topic. However, you won’t have to worry about the three thing at all if you just show Nikita seeing Michael. From that point on, the story should almost write itself.

She counted to ten and then to ten again. Your opening paragraph stated she was counting, so there’s no need to repeat it here. From her comm unit she could hear the crackle of static. Birkhoff's voice was coming through, but it was faint. I don’t remember Birkoff saying much during a live mission, unless it was to relay information. What is he saying? I can do this, she thought. I must do this. Use my emotions to do what?!? She almost panicked. Breathe in, she blanked her mind breathe out she had her emotions breathe in, she felt nothing breathe out . Suggest rewording the last sentence.

The heavy metal door swung open, revealing a dank dark <– separate with a comma and it’ll read better room. Nikita stepped in and came to stand beside Morgan. Focus on her feelings of revulsion, or scent, or something other than stepping and standing. Put yourself in her shoes and pretend you’re about to enter a room where someone’s been tortured to within an inch of his life. Now describe it. Off to her left, she could see the prisoner Morgan had chained from the ceiling. She ignored him for now. IMO, Nikita would see it was Michael instantly. Even if she didn’t have a special link with Michael, she’s been trained to pick up on everything. "What .progress have you made?" Nikita was pleased that her voice sounded cool and collected.

Morgan let a smile touch his lips. Awkward. You’ve also portrayed Morgan as an eager smiler throughout the story, so why does he have to concentrate to smile now? He cupped Nikita's elbow with his hand and turned her toward the prisoner. IMO, Morgan shouldn’t have to steer JC anywhere. Forget that this is Nikita and write about another character called JC. Then, JC can *see* Michael and lose her fake persona when Nikita resurfaces with her heart in her throat. Leaning close, he whispered, "Let me show you, my dear. You'll like this." Nikita let Morgan lead her to the circle of light where the prisoner was being held. A short little I’d omit short little and focus on what makes this man stand out (like the drill!) man in surgical scrubs was working on some kind of drill. He looked up when they approached.

"JC, this is our Doctor. Doctor is not capitalized unless it’s followed by a name or it’s the first word in a sentence. I think you will find his work rather extraordinary. Doctor? Will you show our guest your latest innovation?" And if I understand correctly, this is the progress referred to?

From the research I’ve done, progress is measured by information the interrogator gets from the subject. I made it halfway though a horribly depressing book called A Man by Oriana Fallacy that went into depth about interrogation and surviving long periods of capture. If you can stomach the book, there’s lots of good information there.

The little man looked at Nikita with squinty eyes before moving to the prisoner. Nikita followed him with her gaze. She took a breath when the doctor pointed out the cut he had made. She could see thick streaks of blood running down the prisoner's bare side and soaking into his black pants. Nikita felt her stomach clench. Her gaze was riveted to the blood. She forced herself to breathe. This is not happening, she thought, this is not happening.
IMO, this cannot be an operative’s mantra during a live mission, otherwise how would they succeed? And the best way I know how to think of this and how they have to deal with what they’ve got to, is ACTING. Section ops have to be excellent actors, there’s no way around that. The *part* would be like a protective skin in itself. So . . . if Nikita is JC right now, she’s thinking about her job. Or she’s dead.

The doctor was speaking to her, something about the drill he had been working with. Nikita stared at the gaping wound in the man's side as the doctor pulled the flesh apart to let her see the holes he had been drilling into the ribcage. Breathe, Nikita thought, I have to breathe. She felt her eyes going wide as they traveled to the bent head of the prisoner. He was moving, moaning softly as the doctor prodded the incision. I have to breathe, she thought, I just have to breathe. Nikita began to tremble.

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Well, that's all I have for you today. Still with me?

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