Unlike the previous speaker (in the shape of Alan Harnum ^_^), this
prelude touches me more than the previous one ... which, I must say,
didn't feel much at all ... but then I've never quite really seen
death as that bad a thing. Dunno.

	PRONOUNCIATION NOTE: "Mu Si" is, as best as I'm able to

*restrains self from shouting "who gives a f***** f***"* ^_^

	"So sorry, Mr. Mu never know what he going to get." It was true.
Mu Si's martial arts master had taught him he could never be aware of
what was inside; for if one knew what one could get, then one also knew

Doesn't he use the same weapons/techniques repeatedly? But maybe
that's just luck. Or lack of imagination on Takahashi's part, but
that sounds unlikely. ^_^

even found a driver's license from some westerner named Hoffa.

^_^

It's Mousse's ignorance that make it *perfect*.

	That couldn't be right, he thought. He pushed his glasses down

Not that he's known for questioning his visions.

	A voice sounded from within the appliance. "CHARGE!" It pushed

A note as to the qualities of said voice?

	"I'm going to seal up the boxes. I've got this really strong
tape, the kind they call --"

...

an *UNSPOKEN* horrible word pun?

*feels sudden urges to strangle author* ^_^

	Once there was a girl named Azusa. Azusa had long, wavy hair and
big blue eyes. She lived with her Daddy and her friends, in a big house
with a wall around the yard.

And the sky was clear blue, the grass green green, and the sun a
big yellow ball? ^_^

	Stephanie was a plaque, colored bright sky blue. Graceful
pictures of birds in flight adorned it. Mousse read the words on it. *If
you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If not,
it never was.* With the heavy leash chafing against his neck, Mousse was
not pleased by the irony.

You know, a metallic leash seems a bit bad even for Azusa...

...and shouldn't it be just "iron"?...

...err, nevermind. ^_^

	He drifted off to sleep. The pain in his arm prodded him awake.
He rolled over as much as he could, hoping a change in position would
help.

sleep, but the (...) awake, and he

	Sleep eventually came. Shampoo fought her way into Azusa's

came, and Shampoo

	Azusa stared with big eyes at the long-haired man covering
himself with a hastily-grabbed towel. "Oh, Claudette!"

*chest swelling* ^_^

	"Michelle was a little cloth doll, with yellow string hair and a
red dress. I took her to school a long, long time ago. Everybody liked
Michelle. They all told me how cute she was, even the ones that didn't
talk to me before that."

Uh? How'd they tell her if they didn't talk to her? ^_^


---
Ronny Hedin, thark@hem2.passagen.se, http://nabiki.newberry.edu/thark/
     "One time, a little sparrow landed on a wise man's shoulder, and
      said to him, 'You are the wisest of all the men in the world,
      and all of nature rejoices in your light.' And the wise man
      said, 'What are you doing? Birds do not talk like men!' and he
      killed the bird, and fried it for his supper."