Hey, K'thardin!
Heh, been following the chapters quite religiously, and am quite glad
that
you've been sending out chapters like this again. ^_^
Thanks! It's a bit of a relief to be able to make my chapters this long,
again. Those first few felt a little cramped. Then again, I've noticed that
ever since getting my good computer up and running, my chapters are a bit
longer than they used to be.
I did want to point
out though, in previous chapters if you wanted to make them bigger, you
should have just broken them into a couple of pieces and sent them to the
ffml. It's truly a pleasure to read your works, and it's a shame if you
felt a need to limit yourself because of that.
True, I could have broken them up, but my problem with chapters sent to the
list like that is that sometimes they arrive in a strange order. For
example, I once recieved the first and last parts of a chapter, then had to
wait nearly six hours for the middle to show up in my Inbox. Might just be
on my server, but I'd rather save my readers that kind of a headache.
Honestly there isn't much I can comment on except the occassional
whiticism,
Hey, I love witticisms! Witticisms are what make the world go 'round! Unless
you have some evidence to the contrary, like that fairy tale about how it's
actually gravity, or something... ^_^
cause quite frankly this is about as perfect as it gets as far as
characters
and situations go. And since your spelling and grammer is, by and large,
far better than mine, I really have a lack of corrections here. Still, I
hope what I am doing here helps.
Definitely! I love any and all forms of C&C, and a lot of times, reader's
comments are good for getting my wheels turning. For example, there's an
entire sub-plot in Dark Crusade that stemmed from a comment you made to me
back in Flashback part 10. ^_~
Anyway...
> OBLIGATORY LEGAL DISCLAIMER : Some of these guys aren't mine. The
> Sailor Senshi belong to DIC and Kodansha, while the Yoroiden are owned
> by Sunrise and Graz Entertainment. Okay? So don't bother suing me. I'm
> a student.
Most of us are really poor. Heh.
If we weren't, we would be once all those big and scary lawyers got finished
chewing our clothes off.
> Yamanouchi Naotoki was cold and tired. The two tended to happen
> in unison, a fact he chalked up to the unknown scaly father whose cold
> blood still ran through his veins. He blinked, and his eyes did not
You know, this could be a bad thing if he winds up either kissing or in
some
more...intimate position with a warm blooded female like Nasuti. I mean,
I
could think of all sorts of really funny things that could happen if he
doesn't umm...warm himself up first. ^^
I don't think Naaza would find them very funny, though! :p
Actually, I'm sure a smart girl like Nasuti would have some very enlightened
ideas on how to warm him up. After all, they say that body heat is best for
such things : skin-to-skin contact, and such...
Kind of gives a bright side to hypothermia, doesn't it? ^_~
> quite open as wide as they had been when he started. In the background,
> he could dimly hear a radio humming platitudes to itself as two voices
> discussed the weather like old men sitting on a porch. Occasionally,
> their discussion was interrupted by some highly annoying person trying
> to convince him that his life was incomplete without something called
> a "Nintendo". More often, their discussion was interrupted by the
> swearing of Nasuti Yagyu.
As long as it's not Pokemon. Dear God, don't let him be addicted to
Pokemon! That poor boy is far too cool to be addicted to Pokemon. Heh.
Nah, Naaza's already admitted that Pikachu fills him with fear and loathing.
He's not a big fan of cabbits, either... in fact, pretty much anything cute
makes him violently ill.
> "Oh," she groaned, "come ON! Start, you useless piece of-" With
Go ahead. Say it's shit. We won't hold it against you girl. ^_^
Oh, but that little red Suzuki has seen them through some very tough times.
I'm sure she'd feel bad calling it names just because of one little stall.
Nasuti : Plus, I always curse in my native tongue when kids like Jun are
around. He can't speak French, so he's never really sure what I mean.
> an exasperated sigh, the woman slammed her head against the steering
> wheel and proceeded to curse both loudly and with emphasis. Yamanouchi
> smiled to himself as he rolled onto his side and stared lethargically
> at the falling rain outside. He liked a woman with a healthy
> vocabulary.
At least she's not as bad as Polgara who can swear in a few dozen
languages.
Heh. Then again, she likely knows quite a few herself, so why limit
herself
to Japanese when there are a variety of other curses? Heh.
Like I said, Nasuti speaks fluent French, and her English isn't too bad,
either. After all, she IS a university professor, and she was raised in
France. I'm sure she knows all sorts of interesting words. ^_^
<snip>
> "Hey, what can I say?" Yamanouchi shrugged and stared at the
> roof of the vehicle as he rested his hands behind his head and fought
> the urge to yawn. "I guess the kamis are causing trouble."
Urd: Tee Hee!
> Specifically, he thought to himself, the kami he had been praying to
> for the entire drive. Yes, he thought as he slowly reclined his chair,
> everything was perfect...
Alone with the object of your affections...
Somehow that never does seem to turn out as well as guys always hope it
will, does it?
On a different note, ever notice how much fun I have making these poor guys
EARN their Warm And Fuzzy Moments? ^_^
> "HEY!" A foot kicked him sharply in the kidneys. "Watch it,
> snake-eyes! I'm sitting back here! You nearly crushed me!"
If it weren't for her damn kid brother constantly busting in on you! (I
know
he's not her brother, but the concept is the same. At least he's not
jumping on the bed and shouting "Fuckers! Fuckers! Fuckers!" ^^)
Jun : Give me time, man! I'm still getting warmed up.
> Well, Yamanouchi admitted as Jun Yamano kicked him again,
> NEARLY perfect, at least. "I'm very sorry," he said with a wicked
> smile at the boy. "Next time, I'll be sure to give you less warning."
Most males who have had girlfriends in school with kid brothers are very
much aware of this particular problem. The threats to his life are
usually
the same. heh.
Haven't we all? Add to that the fact that even RYO gave in to his urge to
smack Jun, and the boy might want to practice his sprinting pretty soon.
Naaza's bad enough when he's just goofing around. Would you want him
actually MAD at you?
> "Hey, any time you want to try me, Naaza..."
>
> Yamanouchi curled his lips back in a snarl just as a well-timed
> flash of lightning gleamed off of his exposed fangs. "Is that an
> invitation, twerp?"
<Wreck Gar> You check in, but you don't check out! *gleem*
<Wreck-Gar> Hold on! Snoopy visitors get mud in the eye, by and by. Film at
eleven!
The sad thing is, I can easily see Naaza talking like that.
> "JUN!" Nasuti glared at the young boy, who promptly swallowed
> loudly and began looking for something to hide under. "I am a little
> bit on edge right now, okay? We are stranded-"
Well...at the very least he's correct about what to be afraid of. Heh.
Nasuti still hasn't figured out how much trouble she's actually IN, as far
as Naaza is concerned. Jun, on the other hand, has a pretty good idea what's
going on. And he doesn't like it one bit.
<snip>
> "From," Nasuti corrected him, "each other, so we need to get
> along. This goes for you too, Naaza, so stop smirking at him. The last
> thing I need right now is you two bickering at each other, like you
> have been for the past six hours! I'm getting a headache!"
Yes mom. Heh.
> "Sorry, Nasuti," Naaza said sheepishly, and returned his chair
> to its original position.
>
> "Sorry, Nasuti," Jun said with a mean grin at Naaza to show
> exactly how sorry he really wasn't. The Masho of Poison scowled and
> immediately began planning various intricate forms of death for the
> little brat. Perhaps the Fleeing Maiden and the Singing Blades of
> Destruction? Nah, he decided, the punk was too short to get the \
Yep, a very common problem, with a very common thought process. God help
her if he ever asks her to a ball in the Dark Kingdom. Imagine a Prom or
Homecoming party there. Heheheheheheheheheheh.
Wow, sort of like every Stephen King and Wes Craven movie all at once. With
a soundtrack of every song ever played by Metallica. Maybe I have YST on the
brain, but that "I Disappear" song from the Mission : Impossible 2
soundtrack reminds me of Rajura every time I hear it....
> required hang time for that one. Maybe he could try the Hangman's
> Hundred Handed Horrifier, again. No, he quickly reminded himself, that
> one usually just ended with him looking stupid. Last time, his victim
> had escaped and he'd needed both Rajura and Anubis to untie him. Those
> knots were REALLY tricky...
Talk about executions gone horribly wrong. Sounds like something they'd
put
on a TV special. heheheheh.
And knowing the Masho, they probably have it on tape somwhere. At the very
least, I'm sure Rajura has a number of incriminating Polaroids. ^_^
> "I asked if you would mind taking a look at the engine. We
> might have snapped our fanbelt, or maybe killed the battery."
>
> Naaza opened his mouth to gently remind the young woman that
> he was over four centuries old, and could barely tell an engine from
> a waffle iron, then shut it and simply nodded. At least it would give
Here is an interesting thought. Imagine it if he wound up becoming
adicted
to things like Cable TV or Nintendo (now I can almost see him becoming
addicted to Pokemon...or maybe killing Pokemon...^^;;;)
Hehehehe.
Naaza : Okay, that's called a "Jigglypuff". Do you guys know what to do?
Rajura & Anubis : (nod)
Naaza : Okay, draw your weapons... now... OH MY GOD! IT'S COMING RIGHT FOR
US! GET HIM! GET HIM! WE GOTTA THIN OUT THE HERD!
Rajura : I can't believe saying that makes this legal.
Naaza : Hey, that's what those two hunters told me!
<snip>
> himself, where would the engine be in one of these things? For that
> matter, WHAT would the engine be in one of these things? Probably, he
> decided sensibly, whatever had just started making all the smoke up
> front.
Problem annalysis step one: Identify the problem if any. Heh.
Masho Problem Analysis step two : Once problem is identified, hit it until
it stops moving. Problem is now solved. ^_^
> the hood of the jeep. Coughing and swatting at the billowing cloud of
> smoke, Naaza squinted down at the device he had uncovered.
>
> "Oh, look," he said after an awkward pause, "it's... a pile
> of metal things. How very educational!" With a grunt, he slammed the
God Help him if he ever opens up a computer. ^^;;;
He'd probably "open" it with one of his katana. ;)
> hood back down and sat on it. Considering he had no idea what an
> engine looked like when it was working, he figured his chances of
> figuring out what was wrong with it were somewhere between 'slim' and
> 'none', and leaning towards the latter.
And with typical male pride, he will not say he doesn't know what the
hell
he was doing when he doesn't know what the hell he is doing.
Hehehheheheheh.
Being a Masho means never having to admit that you're incompetent. ^_^
> Bushes began to rustle slightly in the forest surrounding this
> lonely stretch of road, and Naaza watched with growing interest as a
I wonder if he gets stoned on a regular basis? Imagine some of the stuff
he
might see then? Heh.
Coming from the Dynasty? Man, he doesn't NEED drugs if he wants to see weird
stuff. He just needs a window. Or a mirror. ^_^
> figure swathed in black shambled out into view. It was covered in rags
> from head to toe, wrapped like a mummy in the shredded and grimy cloth.
> It was also carrying a sword, which made the green-haired Masho of
> Poison grin.
Teasing? A little foreplay? ^^
Forthcoming violence. Which, in Naaza's case, probably means "yes" to both
of your questions...
> "Hello," he said amiably, and waved to it. There was no
Ryouga: NOW WHERE AM I?
Naaza : The wrong chapter, buddy. Your cameo was back in Inner Battles! Now
give me your lunch money and get out of here, before I decide I feel like
bacon.
> undergrowth and steadily closed the distance between them. Slightly
> miffed, Naaza slicked back his usually wild mane of green hair and
> decided to try again. "Nice sword you've got there," he said
> conversationally. "You know, an uchiko and some oil could take care of
> that nasty rust..."
I wonder if anyone has ever bantered like that with him. One could
conceivably continue that kind of conversation indefinately. ^^;;;
And, given Naaza's love of talking, probably get him so busy yakking about
the other Masho that he forgets he's there to kill you. Even in canon, he
couldn't keep his mouth shut to save his life.
<snip>
> be with you in a few seconds." Quickly, he tapped on the driver's side
> window with his knuckles. Slowly, the glass rolled down and Nasuti
> Yagyu stuck her head out.
Landshark! ^_^
Hehehe. ^_^
> "Naaza? What's going on? Who is that?"
>
> "Oh, him? Yeah, he's some kind of ninja out to get me. Probably
> undead, by the smell of it. I thought I should let you know that I
> might be a while."
>
> "Oh." Nasuti tucked a lock of her long auburn hair behind one
> ear and tried to think of something to say. "Well... take your time."
There isn't really much one can say to that, to be quite honest.
Hehehehehe.
And the really sad thing is that Nasuti could easily have snorted and said
"Sure, I've heard THAT one before..." ^_^
> Naaza grinned. "Thanks!" The window slowly creaked back up,
> and the Masho's smile began to change into a sneer as he turned to
> face the creature slogging towards him in the mud.
Ah yes, the classic Vegita smirk. See how the mouth curls up to the left
denoting both superiority and disdain for your opponenet. Usually when
this
happens the oppenent in question is screwed. ^_^
Yup! That'd be the one I'm thinking about! Those Masho must spend hours in
front of the mirror practicing that evil grin. Unless, of course, it comes
naturally. ^_^
> "I'd ask what you want with me, but I really don't care," he
> explained, and lunged across the ground between them, wrapping his arms
> around the bandaged waist and tackling his opponent to the ground.
> Pinning its arms down with his knees, Naaza proceeded to pound it in
> the face with both fists. A black slippered foot slammed into the
> back of his head, and the Masho fell forward.
At least no Mortal Kombat music started playing. ^^
Hah! Shows what YOU know!
It so happens that I was listening to "Little Date" by DoCo when I wrote
these fight scenes, thank you very much. ^_^
<snip>
> **********
>
> Kujuurou Sasaki grunted as he lowered himself into the steaming
> hot water. "We're wasting our time," he growled, and leaned his head
> back to rest on the edge of the furo.
I'm imagining Ryouga and Ranma here for some strange reason. ^^
Probably because of all the fanfics people have written where Ranma and
Ryouga hang out in the tub after changing out of their cursed forms. Come to
think of it, they do that a few times in the manga, too. The Hot Springs
Race comes to mind.
> "I disagree." Sitting against the opposite edge of the tub,
> Jirougorou Kuroda took a deep breath of the steam and relaxed slightly.
> "If you want to be accurate, it's the Outer Senshi who are wasting
> our time. We have exactly-" He checked the watch still strapped to his
> wrist. "One hour and ten minutes to find Naaza and go home, or we're
> going to be in trouble."
This coming from guys who don't have too much of a clue about modern
technology?
If any of them would know about modern technology, it would be Rajura.
> "And here we are," Kujuurou concluded, "taking a bath. How
> very productive of us."
You just opened the door to all sorts of Yaoi fanfiction now....
I really wish you hadn't said that. You might have just given someone an
idea.
> as any for the discussion we need to have." Jirougorou sighed, and let
> his long silver hair out of the ponytail he had been keeping it in.
> "You want to ask the Outer Senshi for help, don't you?"
<Kujuurou> Yeah, but maybe we should ask the Decepticons, you know they
owe
us a couple of favors. ^^;;;
LOL! ^_^
<snip>
> "Why shouldn't we beg?" Jirougorou scowled as he shifted his
> position in the water. "Because we have our pride, Anubis. More
> importantly, because I don't like asking for help from people we've
> tried to kill."
>
> Anubis barked with laughter, throwing his head back once more.
> "Rajura, we've tried to kill everybody we know, including each other!
> We don't have time to find someone new, NOT try to kill them, and ask
> them for help."
BWAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
(bows) Thank you, thank you. I try my best.
> "I'm serious, Anubis. I don't like these Outer Senshi. We don't
> know them, we don't understand them, and we can't control them."
> Rajura steepled his fingers together and leaned back as he continued
> his explanation. "Furthermore, if we were to ASK them for help, we
> would be expected to return the favour at some point. I have found life
> much easier when I am beholden to no man, or woman as the case may be."
I won't make the lesbian joke here. No matter how much fuel you give me.
^_^
We'll see about THAT!
Uh, I mean, WHAT lesbian joke? ^_^
> "Come on," he taunted them, as he clutched the damp fabric of
> his shirt with one hand. "Test your might!" With a rough yank, he tore
At least he didn't grab one and yell "GET OVER HERE!" ^_^
I was tempted to, I really was. I exhibited a bit of that rare self-control
I'm not known for. ^_^
> loose his clothing, to reveal a form-fitting suit of dark chestnut
> armour that simply hadn't been there seconds before. Clad in his
That's a cool trick. One of these days I'm going to have to learn how
anime
characters can just rip their clothes off and have a cool fighting
uniform
underneath. ^^
One of these days, it would be funny as hell to see an anime character rip
their clothes off and NOT have a cool fighting uniform underneath... much to
their surprise and dismay. ^_^
<snip>
> dragging him into the mud once more. As the Masho of Poison spat and
> cursed, swinging wildly at the creatures gripping him and banging his
> own head against the felled oak in frustration, several more struggled
> up the hill and began to circle around Nasuti's jeep.
Kinda like playing Diablo II. All them undead guys around you and ya
just
wail away, while yelling "DIE YOU BASTARDS DIE!!!" Heh.
Boy, don't I know it. My roommate was one of the people chosen by Blizzard
Entertainment to stress-test the Battle Net version of Diablo II, and I had
to put up with that for almost three weeks straight.
> **********
>
> "What's going on? I can barely see anything in all this rain!"
> Jun Yamano shaded his eyes with one hand, peering hopelessly at the
> struggling forms just barely out of his view. "I think Naaza might
> be down, but I can't tell!"
This kid really needs some Quantum Bands, Infinity Gems, the Excalibur,
Iczellion Armor, or something like that.
Yeah, something... or he's not gonna last long, is he?
<snip>
> The boy glanced to either side, then out the back window. "Uh,
> they're all over us like ants on a pile of sugar, Nasuti. Just pushing
> and pulling like crazy."
>
> "Don't worry, Jun. They'll never get through these doors."
> Nasuti nonetheless began to inch away from the eerie figures.
>
> Jun's eyes bulged as the jeep began to rock slightly. "Oh,
> shit," he gasped as he rolled onto his back and grasped the cushion
> with both hands, bracing his feet against the roof. "You'd better grab
> onto something, Nasti, because if they're doing what I think they're
> doing, this is going to suck!"
Nasti? ^^;;; Heh. Though he's right about sucking. Been in a vehicle
that
did that once. One hell of a trip, but it did suck at the same time.
Yes, sort of like a tilt-o-whirl that's actively trying to kill you. Did it
myself, and all I can recall thinking is "Boy, I've got to put THIS into my
story!"
> **********
>
> Naaza watched in sheer terror as the deceptively small red
> jeep began to tumble down the muddy slope in his general direction.
> Even as his eyes bugged and his jaw fell slack, the rest of his body
> was acting on sheer animal instinct. Flinging his hands behind him
> blindly, the Masho of Poison grasped two branches on the thick oak
> he lay against and snapped his spine like a whip, launching both
that didn't sound good, snapping the spine and all. Gives the wrong
idea.
Don't know of anything else to suggest however.
(shrugs) Believe me, I wore out the pages in my thesaurus looking for a
better word. The only that comes close is "cracked", and that's just as bad.
> himself and his captors over the fallen tree and down the hill in a
> tangle of limbs. This inhuman knot sorted itself out as the five of
> them hit a pine tree and scattered like bowling pins after a strike.
And the X goes over the score card. ^_^
^_^
> Panting for breath, Naaza slowly and painfully dragged himself
> up the trunk of the tree he had hit spine-first. Once he was fairly
> certain he was on his feet, the man stumbled over to the crashed
> vehicle. Jun had already managed to break through one window, and was
> hauling Nasuti out of the jeep. There was a large gash on her head, and
> she was bleeding profusely.
from which she was bleeding profusely sounds a bit better. Otherwise she
sounds like she is bleeding not from the wound but her entire body (which
might well be the case, but you didn't say that)
Good point! I think I'll change that, now that you mention it. I don't want
people thinking old Nasti is dead, or something. It's just a flesh wound.
^_^
> Naaza hissed venomously and narrowed his hooded eyes, slitted
> pupils seeming to disappear as the orbs glowed with a sickly purplish
> light. "Oh," he breathed, his breath steaming from between his lips as
> the rain pounded down around him, "you. Are. SO. Dead." The sickly
> haze of purple-pink energy crackled from his entire undergear, rising
> into the air like mist and withering the evergreens that surrounded
> him. Growling, he clenched and unclenched his fists, storming towards
> the creatures even as they began to race down the hill to confront
> him. "BUSSO..."
Caught in mid transformation! ^_^
Considering how long it takes, that was BOUND to happen to one of them
eventually.... ^_^
> Floating above them all, as though standing on a pillar on
> air, Sailor Pluto lifted her Time Key above her head, long green hair
> billowing in the winds of the storm like an emerald cape. Her skirt
> flapped around her long, graceful legs and her exotic red eyes stared
> balefully down at the Masho of Poison, a tiny smirk on her rich, full
> lips.
Course, as I recall she really don't like any of the Masho. Course, I'd
love the view he's getting. ^_-
Naaza : Course, since I'd already been blasted by a Dead Scream, I figured I
may as well do something to have DESERVED it. And, in case you're wondering,
black lace.
> Naaza snarled from where he crouched, eyes still blazing with
> unholy energy. "What the hell are you DOING? I wasn't done playing with
> them yet!"
If you can't play nicely with your toys...
Naaza : Break them and cry until someone buys you new ones? Then break
those?
> circle the Senshi like a shark in the water. "If I don't kill something
> pretty damn quick, I'm going to go nuts!"
This is how Tenchi Muyo started...^^;;;
And we all know how easily THAT misunderstanding got cleared up. :p
> "You're already nuts." Setsuna easily knocked aside his first
> strike with her Time Key, barely even flinching as he snarled and
> kicked at her face. The Garnet Orb she bore flared, and Naaza slammed
> into the mud again. Shaking off the hit like a prizefigher, the Masho
> of Poison jumped at her again, and scowled as she dropped her weapon
> and grabbed his wrists, halting him in mid-air.
I'm not sure he's quite that easy to dispatch, though he's not exactly
serious if I understand your paragraphs correctly.
Yeah, he's not actually trying to hurt her. If he did, he'd probably feel
bad about it the next day... assuming he remembered doing it, that is...
It's just kind of the Masho version of a friendly hug. ^_^
> "Are you QUITE finished, Naaza?" Setsuna smiled slightly as she
> released her grip and lowered her captive to the ground. Naaza rubbed
> his wrists and shook his head ruefully, laughing slightly. She had
> figured his attack was half-hearted in its nature : more of a friendly
> welcome than a serious murder attempt. Not, she reminded herself, that
> the two couldn't be one and the same, when dealing with Naaza.
Well, when you're part reptile, part mammel, your machinery up there is
likely pretty hosed up, so who knows what his reactions to things might
be.
Heh.
(raises hand) Ooh! Ooh! His reactions to things would be... uhm... really
messed up?
> "Quite..." Setsuna smiled slightly and quickly shook it off,
> throwing the shredded twig back over her shoulder. "Enjoyable, but it
> will be good to get home. I'm certain he'll find something to keep
> himself busy with while I'm gone."
<Shutendouji> Beat that! Glorious Fireball of Obliteration + 12 Manna!
<Galactus> I hate you.
Shutendouji : (shuffling cards) So, how about some Gin?
Galactus : Only if we get to use my glasses.
> "Once," he said, "in passing. Don't feel bad if you don't
> remember : there was a lot going on at the time. At the Hikawa Jinja,
> last week?"
>
> "Only a week?" Setsuna blinked. "I thought I would have been
> banished for at least a year. Time passes strangely when one isn't
> actually existing in it." Her exotic red eyes downcast, the woman
Then did she actually exist outside of time, or in another timestream
altogether? Otherwise you deal with other concepts that I'm not sure the
human mind is capable of processing.
Well, I always assumed it was a kind of Limbo. She was there, but she can't
tell how LONG she was there, or whether more or less time had passed on
Earth while she was gone.
> Setsuna, as it turned out, had absolutely no problems with
> giving the three a lift, and Naaza suddenly found himself rubbing his
> eyes as he tried to clear away the floating spots of colour that
> teleportation always left in his vision.
At least it wasn't like Spawn's Teleport. The description of that
is...frightening to say the least.
Yeah, I know. Not exactly the way anybody wants to travel, if they have a
choice in the matter.
<snip>
> With little warning, the door suddenly opened and Hotaru Tomoe
> stepped into the kitchen. Her purple eyes went wide as, with little
> ceremony, she launched herself across the room and latched around her
> adoptive parent's waist. "Setsuna! Where have you been? Everybody's
> been really worried about you!"
I sometimes wonder what happened to her father the proffessor. I never
saw
a resolution to that in the series proper if there was one to begin with.
Nobody ever says. He just kind of disappears in both the anime and the
manga, as far as I can remember. Not that he was exactly the best of parents
to begin with. I wonder if Hotaru even remembers him? After all, she might
have lost a lot of memories, what with dying and being reborn as a baby, and
then aged into a twelve-year old, and all that...
> "Uh, no," Jun said quickly, realising to his dismay that his
> girlfriend had just managed to pull a third parent from somewhere.
And now...the true horror begins for him. Heh.
Oh, the true horror has YET to begin for him. Wait until Setsuna gets
brought up to speed : she strikes me as the type who'd either kill him, or
turn into a Soun Tendo-esque matchmaker. Either way, he's in a heap of
trouble.
> "Did you say 'Naaza's FRIENDS'?" Jun's eyes boggled. "Naaza
> doesn't have any friends! You know, not unless you're willing to count
> the other... oh crap, it's you." He stared over Sailor Pluto's
> shoulder, his face a mix of utter revulsion and stark terror.
Dude needs to invest in a shotgun, an M-16...something! ^_^
Little known fact about Jun Yamano : He's actually a very good swordsman,
perhaps on par with Tenchi Masaki or Tatewaki Kuno. In one of the YST OAVs,
he wins a junior kendo championship. I believe it was YST : Message, but I'm
not sure. Keep in mind, he's a bit older in that than he was in the actual
television series, and the Samurai Troopers were likely training him. Same
goes for Nasuti : she's a natural with a naginata.
<snip>
> "You flatter me." Leaning against the doorframe, Rajura winked
> and took a sip from his cup of tea. "Oh, Anubis?" he called, looking
> over his shoulder. "Get in here! Things have just become a trifle more
> interesting." Facing Setsuna and Naaza once more, the silver-haired
> Masho of Deception smiled gently. "I think," he said to Setsuna, "you
> want young Hotaru to leave the room. And I think you want her to take
> the woman and the brat with her."
These guys have been going to Vegita attitude 101 haven't they? Heh.
The really scary thing is that it probably comes naturally for these three.
Shutendoji really wasn't much better. What was his most popular quote? "This
shall be our first, and final battle!", or something like that?
> "The Dark Kingdom is under attack, and we need your skills,"
> Anubis explained... to Setsuna.
Heh, good one there.
Yeah, now that thay've found Naaza, they couldn't care less about him. ^_^
> "When pigs fly backwards," she answered coldly, and pushed
Depends on the reality. ^^
Good thing Rajura doesn't have his yoroi at the moment : I'll bet the
temptation to misuse that thing is just horrible. ^_^
> "Absolutely true," Rajura agreed. "You owe Jirougorou Kuroda
> exactly zero. Although, if you could just check the inside of your
> left wrist, I think it might remind you of who you DO owe..."
I think you might have lost me on that one.
That's okay, I'll be explaining in the next chapter or so.
> "Can we take her? Can we?" Naaza clasped his hands together
> and looked pleadingly at the other two Masho. "I swear, I'll clean my
> room, and feed the giant octopus, and I'll even look after sedating
> the Storm Senshi for a whole week!"
The mental image is leaving me on the floor rolling in laughter. I hope
you
are proud of yourself. ^_^ Though you should likely have his hands
clasped
before him with those watering anime puppy dog eyes too. Heh.
Hehehe. He probably did have those big eyes, too. I can actually see that.
^_^
> "Yes, you are. It's okay, Nasuti : you don't have to go to the
> Dark Kingdom if you're afraid to." Jun's smirk stretched, and he began
> to make clucking sounds. "I'll just go by myself, and you can stay
> here, where it's safe."
<snip>
I'm wondering why he's not making any pretense of protecting his GF.
Honestly I'd expect him too. Though she'd definately look at him funny,
all
things considered, I would expect him to.
Why do you think he actually insisted on going? He's just smart enough not
to admit out loud that he thinks Sailor Saturn needs his protection.
> "All aboard!" Naaza crowed, and grabbed Nasuti by the back of
> her jacket. In a single smooth motion, he hauled her over his head and
> tossed her straight through the gate. There was a cut-off shriek, a
> flash of light, and then she was gone.
One wonders at the marriage rituals they have in the Dark Kingdom. ^^
Wow, sort of like every Stephen King and Wes Craven movie at once... oh,
wait. Already did this one. Moving on...
> "Why are you two TAKING so long?" Jun raced by as fast as his
> legs would carry him, jumping into the gate just as Hotaru reached
> out to stop him.
He's an adrenaline junky. He'll be jumping off of mountains with a
parachute in the future and doing Mountain Dew commercials.
Yup. Part of the reason he kept running into all those youja and Masho back
in the series canon, I figure. He's too damn hyper to stay where it's safe.
As I said before: I do not see a very good ending for that relationship.
In fact if he doesn't learn how to stand up there with her, somehow with
someway to fight with her as some sort of equal, he'll either be left
behind
or he's going to die. Either way, I see a bad or worse outcome for Ms.
Saturn. He might recover, but I don't know about how he'd handle the
blow
to his...ego for lack of a better word (maybe even an appropriate word).
An
interesting predicament you have here.
It certainly is, and one I plan on expanding upon over the course of this
story. After all, a time of crisis like this can stengthen the bonds of
love... or completely unravel them.
Overall damn good. Like I said, not much to be said as far as characters
go...there were one or two points, but overall damn good. Only one
interesting mispelling I saw, though I'm really not the one to ask about
that. Heh.
If you mean Nasuti / Nasti, then I have some interesting news. That's
actually her canonical nickname! Some YST webpages even spell it "Nasty",
like it's pronounced. Sort of like how Shutendoji is called "Shuten" or
"Sh'ten".
Can't wait to see more.
And I shall do my best to make sure you do! ^_^
Hope this helped.
It most assuredly did. Thanks for taking the time to write!
-Morgan Hudson
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