At 02:05 PM 20/3/96 -0700, THE NEFARIOUS ROBMA  wrote:

>From somewhere in the dojo, a light clicking captures the ronin's

attention.  It is reminiscent of the crickets he used to hear back in

China >>>when he was but a young boy, many hundreds of years ago . . .

Another figure watches the ronin and narrows its red eyes in hate.

Now we're talkin'  ;)

The ronin feels powerful emanations from the room. Emanations that >>bear

no ill-will upon him . . .

Until they backfire since Musica asked Urd to teach her...

^_^

The clicking sound grows louder in the warriors ears . . .

"You'd better not have sex like you type..." -Acid Burn, Hackers.

What? You mean no apostrophe on "warriors" ? I was typing too fas-
Ohhhhhh. very clever ;)

The ronin suddenly turns, hearing the melodious tones of his beloved.
Silent steps take him down the hall to a closed door where the sound of
typing and agitated voices emanates . . .

The other figure watches the ronin, his presence still unfelt by the intruder. 
Its first mission aborted at the sight of its most hated rival...

Oooo! This is getting good now! :)

Virgo gets up from the floor and rubs her head where the coffee cup
grazed her. A slight creak behind her makes her body stiffen. Her eyes
narrow as she slides behind the door making no more sound than a
whisper. Robma continues typing fiendishly as the doorknob slowly turns,
the door begins to swing inward, and the tip of a katana appears beyond
the door's edge, gleaming in the dim basement light . . .

As the hand attached to the katana enters the doorway, Virgo slams the 
door upon the hand.  The ronin gasps in pain as the katana falls to the 
floor.  Virgo snaps out her nine-inch steel nails and yanks in the 
intruder by the injured hand.  After pulling the ronin's arm behind his 
back, she puts her claws to his neck.
Virgo(surprised): Who the hell are...   You?

Kajagua: [Rubbing his injured hand] Virgo! You're alive!
Virgo: [Withdraws her claws, stunned] I . . . thought you were dead!

Robma(not looking up from the computer): Yo.  Big K!  What's up?

Kajagua does not tear his eyes from Virgo, but as he begins to respond to
the author's query, a shadow falls on the door to Rob's room from the
hallway, it's caster listening intently. The ronin's eyes narrow. He senses
his rival is very close at hand. He gently slips the toe of his boot under
his fallen katana as the shadow inches forward. The ronin looks at his left
hand and wonders how well he can wield his weapon in his off-hand . . .

Panda (Co-ordinator of the "Save The Band" foundation)

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