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Pablo Vilas

Joined January 2014 and calls Travels, tinkering and thoughts home.

163 stories, 1 challenge, 236 comments, and 5 friends

“Ascension” writer’s notes are here, http://ficlyascension.wordpress.com/ . Corrections and improvements, please!

Born 1948, married, two daughters. Living in Seattle, Washington state, USA. Retired from a career in IT. I enjoy wilderness sports, photography and writing.

Stories

  1. Noir: Multiple Choice

    An intruder in my dressing room! Of odd attire, as though he’d lost a fight with a clothesline. A clever disorienting tactic; his people are most sophisticated. I must be careful now. I kick up my right leg and draw my Remington double-barrel derring...

  2. Noir: I Fought The Law

    Breaking the window wasn’t smart. I feel air rushing in and feeding the fire. The music turns queasy and dies as the record melts. Now there’s only the crackle of fire eating varnished wood. Tardily, I look back at the bar. It’s empty. Is...

  3. Noir: Hot Stuff (Mature)

  4. Noir: Stalking Horse

    As the maître d’ leads me away, I hear a crash. I glance back. A determined man, rough-cut handsome, is backing away from the scene. He’s holding an archaic Beretta semi and towing the woman in green. I want to be her. She gets to run away with hi...

  5. Noir: Big Boy (Mature)

  6. Noir: Curious George

    Two hours later, I’m part way through the first drawer. I don’t know any more businesses than I did before; the burned-down shoe factory and the Topaz. A clattering sound overlies the usual traffic noise. A man comes through a nearby door and notic...

  7. Noir: You Can't Fight It

    City Hall looms out of the fog; neoclassical stonework on the front, brick on the sides and back. I get directions from a guard to the business licensing division. I ask the clerk behind the counter some questions. “The city has copies of all the inf...

  8. Noir: Easy Meat (Mature)

  9. Noir: Chanteuse (Mature)

  10. Noir: Peacemaker (Mature)

  11. Physics for Dogs

    The family dachshund, a fine stout little fellow with soulful, wonderfully expressive eyes who regarded me as his proper master and the other family members as our joint subjects, harbored, as a result, serious misconceptions about the nature of the wo...

  12. Hey, I didn't pick the words

    Electro-dance hip-hop Lasers overhead Jump to the rhythm Laser in my head Head-up radar beeping Picking up my goal Silken stole above Strapless gown below Below my beating heart My morning egg resides It’s cramping up my stomach It’s stabbing at my...

  13. Noir: Lost and Found

    I’m on my way to pick up the detective whom my associates selected, Nicholas Beretta. I might have sent an agent to bring him to a meeting. Instead, we will ride together; and that will be our meeting. I must enjoy this Cord 812 while I can; it’s f...

  14. Noir: Connecting the Dots (Mature)

  15. Noir: Badwill

    Saturday is my day off. But it’s going to be a busy day, just the same. While the coffee is percolating, I go down to the foyer to get my morning paper; “RUMBLE IN CITY RESTAURANT.” What a blow to The Topaz! Of course, some people will come now j...

  16. Noir: Research

    I go back into The Topaz. Fortunately, most of the staff has gone home. Soon I will go to the rest room, inspect my new wounds and clean myself up. This is getting to be a habit, for a man who has habits enough. But first I go to my tiny, very efficien...

  17. Noir: Punishment

    What a night. At least Maryanne took my advice; poor Vincenzo. I slip on my wool overcoat and derby. I leave the Topaz by the back door into the alley. My car is parked around the corner from the far end. The overcast-filtered moon lends the damp pavem...

  18. Noir: Recipe: Goon Repellent

    1 cup cayenne pepper 1 cup wasabi 1 cup tomato paste Tabasco sauce In a large mortar, combine the solid ingredients. Work them together with the pestle, slowly adding Tabasco sauce until the color and consistency of ketchup is approximated. Load the mi...

  19. Noir: Attack Waiter

    In my best Snooty Waiter voice, I address the two armed men. “You, sir; and you. I’m sorry to tell you that you must leave immediately. You’ll find our firearms policy posted at the entrance.” For an instant they look sheepish; then annoyed. Ne...

  20. Noir: Please Don't Be Seated

    When am I going to have time to think about Vincenzo’s money? Not yet. “Mrs. Otellio,” I say. “I’m sorry to tell you there has been a mistake with your reservation. I am unable to seat you.” “Stone,” she growls; but she recovers fast.

  21. Noir: To The Choir

    Look at Vincenzo; so busy with his fine, failing club. Was last night a dream? He doesn’t look burglarized or betrayed. But he is both, and he is also a third B, besotted. At the start of the night, that woman comes armed for his final humiliatio...

  22. Beast War

    Once, there was a girl whose name was Ann. Now, each night when Ann was in her bed, two beasts would come to see her. They had no feet, and no arms; just necks. One beast wore a ring; and he was the worst of them, so Ann said. Those beasts would snort ...

  23. Noir: Too Much Money (Mature)

  24. Noir: Night Tour (Mature)

  25. Noir: Front View (Mature)

  26. Noir: Assuming The Best (Mature)

  27. Noir: Dropout

    Traffic growls and hisses from the darkness outside. Inside, a telephone dial zips and purrs a few times. A woman’s voice says, “You said I could call any time, right? Well, guess what?” The elevator motor comes on. Vincenzo comes in the room. Pa...

  28. Noir: Outed (Mature)

  29. Noir: Closing Time

    The crates are all gone. I have a vague impression of hands grabbing cans and bottles. Were they my hands? I sweep the loading dock and my side of the stockroom. I clean the windows of the receiving booth, and sharpen the pencils in its desk. At last t...

  30. Noir: Clunk Goes the Weasel (Mature)