{"id":1009,"date":"2013-04-17T08:02:52","date_gmt":"2013-04-17T12:02:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.skelleyverse.com\/?p=1009"},"modified":"2013-12-31T23:18:43","modified_gmt":"2014-01-01T04:18:43","slug":"agent-smedley-raised-the-collar-of-his-trench-coat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/agent-smedley-raised-the-collar-of-his-trench-coat\/","title":{"rendered":"Agent Smedley Raised the Collar of his Trench Coat"},"content":{"rendered":"<ol>\n<li><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright\" alt=\"k-avatar\" src=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/k-avatar.png\" width=\"81\" height=\"81\" \/>Character \u2013 inept hacker<\/li>\n<li>Setting \u2013 world&#8217;s most inappropriate McDonald&#8217;s<\/li>\n<li>Object \u2013 nail gun<\/li>\n<li>Situation \u2013 midlife crisis<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>Agent Smedley raised the collar of his trench coat, shot a shifty glance up the hill to see if he was being watched, and ducked into the restaurant. He queued for his ultra-fatty burger and deep-fried potatoes.<\/p>\n<p>The vibrant yellow insignia that had led him here stood in garish contrast to the centuries-old stones of the fortification that housed the establishment. Mere steps from the site of royal decapitations, amid the grand murk of the Tower and its veil of history, lurked a hive of incipient obesity and totem of the very rebellious colonists who repudiated this empire.<\/p>\n<p>Smedley surveyed his fellow diners, alert for anyone else who seemed to be looking for someone. His contact had said, &#8220;Meet me at the world&#8217;s most inappropriate McDonald&#8217;s,&#8221; and this had to be the place.<\/p>\n<p>It was Smedley&#8217;s turn. He looked at the person awaiting his order, and saw that his piercing gaze was being shrewdly returned. He smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Deep-fry me a nail gun,&#8221; he muttered.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;This job is just part of my midlife crisis,&#8221; responded the young man in the polyester hat. He slid a tray across the counter, and Smedley noted an excessively printed order slip. He nodded and took the empty tray to an equally empty table.<\/p>\n<p>He read the slip. He shook his head. Although there was lots of jargon about firewalls and encryption, all the strip of paper really told him was that he&#8217;d been outbid for the clock he really liked on eBay.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"About 4 Elements Prompts\" href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/about-4-elements-prompts\/\">about 4 elements writing prompts<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Writing Prompt Generator\" href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/writing-prompt-generator\/\">handy dandy writing prompt generator<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Character \u2013 inept hacker Setting \u2013 world&#8217;s most inappropriate McDonald&#8217;s Object \u2013 nail gun Situation \u2013 midlife crisis Agent Smedley raised the collar of his trench coat, shot a shifty glance up the hill to see if he was being watched, and ducked into the restaurant. He queued for his ultra-fatty burger and deep-fried potatoes. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[318,4],"tags":[341,342,295,172],"class_list":["post-1009","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-four-elements-prompts","category-writing-prompts","tag-clothes","tag-food","tag-foreign-lands","tag-spy"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1009","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1009"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1009\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1058,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1009\/revisions\/1058"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1009"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1009"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1009"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}