Yes, it's me again.  I've been working on another Tenchi fanfic; I'd like your commentary on
what I have so far...
	Notes: _text_ is emphasized; {text} indicates a thought bubble; [text] is authours' notes.

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Janus
a Tenchi Muyo! fanfiction
courtesey FSP Special Development Triad

[insert disclaimers here]

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Able

	Another Saturday morning was playing out at the Masaki residence.  Tenchi and his
grandfather were sparring near the shrine, had been for more than two hours.  Indoors, Sasami
busied herself with the preperation of lunch; this would be ready just as Yosho and Tenchi returned.
Azaka and Kamidaze maintained their vigil at the front gate.
	Tucked away from the major road as the home was, one would be justified in thinking that
the residents had chosen the ideal place to escape the bustle and stress of Tokyo.
	Such speculation would be half correct.

	"Mihoshi!"
	"Surely we can reason this out..."
	Ryoko's answer came in the form of an energy bolt which sizzled scant centimeters from the
blonde's head before cratering a wall.  Mihoshi, sensibly, immediately egressed the area, with the
pirate flying close pursuit.  She tore around a corner...
	...and ran headlong into Aeka; the two women tumbled to the floor in a mess of limbs.
	"Mihoshi!" the Jurian princess screamed as they disentangled themselves, "what do you
think you're doing?!"
	But Mihoshi was already on the run again, and anything else Aeka had to say was
uncerimoniously aborted by her having to dive out of Ryoko's path.  Furious at the affront to her
dignity, she ran after the two of them.
	Sasami tensed momentarily, hearing them descend the stairs and approach the kitchen.
Any dispute involving Aeka and Ryoko entailed, as a rule, no small amount of collateral damage, and
she doubted that their hosts would appreciate the house being made to resemble Beriut in
microcosm.  "Could you please not fight in the house?" she called to them, but they had already
torn through the back door by the time she turned from her cooking.

	{This is serious; let me handle it.}
	{But they don't really mean it...!}
	{That energy bolt nearly exploded our head, girl.  I'd say they're pretty serious.}
	{They'll calm down, they always do.}
	{Perhaps.  In the meantime, though, it's up to me.  We're headed for the forest?  Good.}
	{What does th-}
	{You'll see.  I've about had it with those two, anyway.}
	{But... what are you going to do?}
	{We agreed on this, remember?  Leave them to me.}

	Had anyone familiar with Mihoshi been observing her actions after she ran into the woods
adjoining the Masaki residence they would have been very surprised indeed.  Gone was the 'ditziness'
that was the blonde's usual hallmark; in its place was the sureness born of total confidence.

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	Well, that's what's been written so far.
	Also, I realize I failed to explain properly the purpose of the short Makoto/Shayla scene I'd
put up earlier.  Well, it's like this: I thought it would be interesting to see what sort of fanfiction people
would write with that as ending.

-Arthur Edwards
 http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Towers/7210/index.html