Subject: [FFML] Re: [fanfic][Dirty Pair/Iria] Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot chapter 5
From: "D.F. Roeder" <dfroeder@flash.net>
Date: 11/26/2000, 11:45 AM
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 >Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot

 >Chapter 5



WAI!







 >And then the head snapped back just as lightning quick,

 >restored in its

 >original position in the brim of Zeiram's head.

 >Inexplicably, the giant

 >green creature turned and strode away just as

 >purposefully as it had when it

 >approached Iria's prone form.

 >

 >Disbelief, not relief,



Me, too. O_O







 >was the prevailing emotion Iria

 >felt. What had just

 >happened defied any process of logic. Zeiram never

 >demonstrated mercy,

 >almost as though the very concept eluded it. Moreover,

 >Iria had attacked it,

 >all but begging to be its next target. So why, when it

 >have



would have (subjunctive)







 >taken it the

 >same amount of effort to rip out her throat that most

 >people had to chew a

 >candy bar,



Suggest: people expended to chew a candy bar,









 >had it stopped, and walked away as though its

 >work was already

 >done?



[snip]







 >Yuri folded her arms and snorted in disgust. "Excuse me,

 >but I am offended

 >at the very idea that I would end up in the same place in

 >the afterlife as

 >Kei."

 >

 >The particular outburst-cum-insult caused Kei to scowl at

 >her partner.

 >Giving Yuri a bland stare, the redhead said one word.

 >"Clydesdales."

 >

 >For a moment, it looked to Iria as though Yuri would fall

 >over dead, given

 >the ashen pallor her entire body took on in the span of a

 >heartbeat. In

 >total shock, the raven-haired troubleshooter babbled out,

 >"I thought your

 >memory of that whole day was erased!"



ARGH! More teasing of the reader. ^_-







 >

 >"Yuri, there are some things that are so disturbing they

 >can never truly be

 >erased from anyone's mind." Kei seemed highly amused now.

 >

 >Falling to her knees, Yuri blurted out in a panicked

 >stream, "I'll do

 >whatever you want whenever you want, just don't ever

 >mention that word to me

 >again."

 >

 >"What word?" Kei asked, now happy at having the upper hand.

 >

 >"Right," Yuri said, relaxing somewhat.



Hehehehehe



[snip]







 >Despite the barrier, or perhaps because of it, Yuri

 >remarked teasingly to

 >her partner, "Going for my breasts, Kei? I always thought

 >you looked at me a

 >bit funny. I hate to break it to you, but I don't go that way."

 >

 >"I am not that way!" Kei shot back.

 >

 >"What about Senchiro Sykes?"

 >

 >"For your information, he was a hermaphrodite.

 >Hermaphrodites don't count.

 >And it wasn't like I knew he was one until we..."



O_O



LOL!







 >Bob tuned everything out after that. There were some

 >things no man, even one

 >reduced to being a computer intelligence, wanted to know.



HEEE!









 >The commander considered that and nodded in apology.

 >"Sorry. Your sag is

 >barely noticeable."

 >

 >Iria had the Dirty Pair calmed down enough to start

 >talking coherently in

 >under five minutes.



Hehehehehe...



[snip]







 >Simms placed his hand to his chin in thought. "Well, now

 >that you mention

 >it, I suppose I could have mistaken several guys wearing

 >black special

 >forces type jumpsuits and carrying sophisticated

 >state-of-the-art armament

 >while moving with a military precision that managed to

 >blow up half of the

 >police force in the city in just over a minute as not

 >being a giant walking

 >mushroom. Sorry about that. I guess it was your perp"



Missing punctuation at the end.



[snip]







 >The three discussed the plan for all of thirty seconds

 >before coming to an

 >agreement. Yuri acted as spokesperson for the trio. She

 >went up to the

 >commander and began listing her demands. "We aren't going

 >to need much to

 >get into that place. Just one of your larger vehicles,

 >three full body

 >reinforced firefighting outfits, as big a smokescreen as

 >you can manage, a

 >hundred, twenty gallon drums of paint thinner and

 >kerosene, a powerful laser

 >cutt inorch, and last but not least, a cinderblock."

 >

 >All Simms could manage was a twitch of the jaw.



Hehehehe









 >Rene Foulcard



Nice name. ^_^



[snip]









 >said, "It figures the

 >one guy that thinks I got a nice rack I had to kill. I

 >just don't have any

 >luck."

 >

 >The redhead continued her search looking for more

 >compliments as well as

 >people to kill.



:) Ah, the trials and tribulations of trying to stay pretty. :)



[snip]







 >'In one of the side rooms,' Number 18 signaled. Taki

 >Omori knew damn well

 >the intruder they were pursuing couldn't have made it to

 >the next corridor

 >before they had arrived in the hall. Not with the way she

 >was limping. She

 >might have been wounded, though he hadn't seen an injury

 >or any telltale

 >blood on the ground. He was becoming fairly certain she

 >didn't have any

 >additional weapons either, since she had not returned

 >fire at them since the

 >start of the chase. Still, he would rather error



err







 >on the

 >side of caution when

 >it came to potentially being shot at.

 >

 >The troopers were cautious and orderly, searching each

 >room one at a time in

 >order, always keeping one eye on the hall should she be

 >further down and try

 >making a break for it. Their caution paid off as, during

 >a search of the

 >third room, Yuri ran out of hers and made for the

 >adjoining corridor.

 >

 >Number 18



Number 2:  Number 6...



Number 6:  I am a man! Not a number!



[snip]







 >Iria kept her gun trained on the man, not allowing it to

 >waver in the

 >slightest. Through gritted teeth, she was barely able to

 >spit out, "Kei, I

 >want to introduce you to the biggest waste of flesh that

 >has ever existed.

 >The one creature in the galaxy that ranks only behind

 >Zeiram as the lowest

 >form of organism around, and he's a real close second.

 >This pustule that

 >stands before you is named Eugene Lance Killgore."

 >

 >Killgore appeared offended at the comparison, though the

 >smile never left

 >his features. "Hey there, Sunshine, is that any way to

 >properly introduce

 >your husband?"



ERK!!!



Well, plot twist after plot twist in this one.



Heh, nice chapter. Sorry I didn't have more commentary, but the

chapter was very clean.









 >Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. Got

 >distracted with writing

 >low grade porn



O_o







 >and real life business around these

 >holidays. Only have a

 >single one shot idea floating around in my head that

 >might prevent me from

 >getting the next chapter out sooner.

 >

 >BTW: No one said 'Clydesdales' is a reference to horses.

 >Of course, it

 >doesn't say it's not either. ^_^



GAH!



^_^



Dave



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