On Thu, 23 Apr 1998, H. Torrance Griffin wrote:

	Trying to disassociate herself from a title she feels she has not
earned on her own merits I presume?

	No, more like the old joke:  "Whenever anyone calls me Mr. Davies, I
start looking around for my dad."  Only a lot worse, in Sylia's case.

	Is this a poke at Latus?

	Not really, no.

	<shakes head> I continue to have a very hard time reconciling the
perky young Stengovitch from '1996 Chapter' with the Dr Stingray you
constantly hint at in this story.

	Stengovitch=innocent teenager.

	Dr. Stingray=not-so-innocent thirty-nine year old.

    "When my husband said that he viewed my behaviour towards you as quite 
proper, I realized that I had a certain amount of self-evaluation to 
embark upon. 

	"I love the shmuck, but he's an obsessive headcase with no sense
of proportion."

AMY:  Well, <dithers, looking much like Mary Richards> yyyyes.

    I turned back to look at Mercury, who was now regarding me with an 
expression that reminded me of a doctor looking at a terminal cancer 
patient.  "Do you know, I do not think I have *ever* seen Sheila that 
angry?" she mused.

	"BTW, are you aware that she is easily strong enough to rip Lady
Jupiter in half if she had a mind to? 

	Priss knows how strong Sheila is.  Very very well. :)

<snip Priss' description of her sex life>

	Rude, crass, vulgar... I think you've got her down pat

    I would've slept with her.  Almost did a couple times.  But we 
couldn't do it at my place (she was worried about her sick little sister) 
or hers (ditto)

	I see she has yet to fully bend her mind around the entire
Sylvie=Boomer thing.

	No, that was what Sylvie told her to cover up for Anri.

    Mars was looking at me with a studied neutral expression, but I could 
see hints of curiousity about me in her eyes. 

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	I assume Sylia-sama warrents the cybereye?

	Oops.

	I dunno, ask this guy named Saotome about his first love ^_-

	And third. :)

    I closed my eyes, and drew in a long, shuddering breath.  "The only 
god there ever was died when I was twelve, and I would not wish to see the 
heaven he might have created."

    It had been dark, and it had hurt.  He had said that it was necessary, 
and it had hurt.  I wanted to die, and it had hurt.

	This was more disturbing than it strictly needed to be, I
hope^H^H^H^Hsuspect.

	I am beginning to see Gaffney's point about you Davies.  I mean
can you not even give people a break retroactively on occasion?

	I've never gotten one.

	Irrational/Immidiate Reaction: AUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

	Calmer, more considered reaction: Even money she's either Pluto or
one of Sylia's kids acting as her agent/heir

	You'd lose your bet.

	Can't be one of Sylia's kids, for a very simple, logical reason.

	Summary: Good Job Chris

	Thanks.

Chris Davies.