On Wed, 5 Apr 2000, Slacker wrote:
"Well, Setsuna said we don't have any more big
threats coming up, so why should we meet so often?"
There's always small threats. :)
"I couldn't wait. I need your help. Do you
always sleep in the nude?"
"Yeah, usually, when it starts to get warm. What
do you mean, 'I need your help'?"
Now Nabiki wasn't the brightest of the morning
people. In fact, if she had her way, the sun wouldn't
rise until, oh, noon. But somewhere deep in her
slowly waking brain something was saying,
"Hey! Wait a minute! What'd he say?" In fact, if you
were to map her thought processes they would go
something like this: <Help? Why would he ask me for
help? Why me? I haven't proven myself to be the most
trustworthy of souls. And why is he grinning like
that? Did I miss something important? Let's see: woke
up, went to window, Ranma asked for help,
waitaminnit, _NUDE_?>
"EEP!"
Nabiki was across the room and in her clothes
before Ranma could even blink.
"Man, if I could move that fast I'd be able to
kick the old ghoul's butt before she even knew I was
there." Ranma commented.
*grin*
"Why the hell didn't you tell me I was standing
there butt-naked?!"
"Ever hear of payback? Besides, didn't you think
it was a bit drafty? I'd think it would be obvious.
Just be glad I don't have a camera."
*SEG*
"Oooh...you are going to get it. A camera. Feh."
<Wait a minute. Payback? Ranma doesn't get payback.
He never gets payback. He's always been ridiculously
quick to forgive and forget. Something isn't right.>
"Soo, what did you need to talk to me about?"
"I need you to help me run away from home."
"Oh! That! Yes, that would make sense, wouldn't
it?" Setsuna said in an amused voice with a little
smile.
*CORE DUMP*
"Let me have a muffin, first."
*REBOOT*
"Let me tell you a story about a planet named
Nemesis..."
I'm going to end the chapter right there. Aren't I
scum?
Yup.
PS A fic I can't recommend enough is "Curse of
Destiny" by Brian Drozd. It's one of the major
reasons
I'm writing Pluto the way I am. It makes you realize
that Pluto does certain things because she HAS to,
not
necessarily because she WANTS to. You can find it at
http://msnhomepages.talkcity.com/HobbyCt/brian_drozd/
chouko.htm
In fact, I love all his work! Read `em and send him a
line!
As the one whose spamfic inspired said story, I will
pause a moment to take a bow. And to mention that I
love Pluto. She is /such/ a bitch. :)
Oh, and folks: PLEASE don't send me praise for
Curse of Destiny. Send it to Brian. He deserves
it. He's the one writing it, after all.
Repeat: I, Chris Nasipak, croaker@servtech.com, wrote
'SOMEONE TO WATCH OVER ME'. Brian Drozd is writing
'CURSE OF DESTINY'. We are NOT the same person.
I think. Unless Pluto's lying to me again.
--
"Eat hot flaming plasmic pulse cannon death, you
saucer-alien human-abducting alien bastards!"
-- Captain Ano Itai, EAS Dauntless