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From: "Mark MacKinnon" <emmack@sympatico.ca>
To: "FFML" <ffml@anifics.com>
Sent: Thursday, March 21, 2002 18:28
Subject: [FFML] [Fanfic][Ranma/SM][LIME] On A Clear Day You Can See Forever
Chapter 10

     In fact, every little thing this morning seemed to conspire to
irritate her.  Artemis and Luna had stolen off to enjoy some time
alone, Phobos and Deimos had flown off somewhere, and even
Makoto and Ami were suspiciously absent.  The sudden mental
image of the two girls sharing a bed in a less than sisterly fashion
ordinarily would have brought a smile to Minako's face, but today
{here : her} scowl only deepened.

     So now he was seeking his last lead, Makoto's address,
which at least existed.  He pulled into the lot, driving up to the
squat old industrial building.  Parking his car by the freshly painted
door, he got out and surveyed the exterior dubiously.  Another
fake?  There was no sign of Makoto's motorcycle, and he sauntered
over to the door, trying it without much optimism.  It was locked,
but the cylinder was shiny and new, in contrast to the battered {rusty :}
door.  And there was a small intercom station on the wall beside it,
clearly a recent addition.  He tried buzzing the two units that had
numbers assigned to them, but there was no response.

You just said the door was freshly painted.  Perhaps the door frame is
rusty.

     "They can control people," the {blonde : blond} man said evenly, his
stare matching Mamoru's.  "Even cops, I figure.  And I smell roses
on you, mister man."

     "Favoured of Travos?" the {blonde : blond} asked, but the edge was
gone from his tone now.  "Guess that makes you a straight-shooter,
huh?  Well, what can I do for you, lawman?"
     "I'm looking for Makoto Kino," Mamoru said.
     "She's not here," the {blonde : blond} shrugged.  "Haven't seen her

in

a while."
     Mamoru's instincts for people were good, and he figured it
was time to give this guy a little bit to work with.
     "Listen," he told the {blonde : blond}.  "She's friends with my lady,
and I thought they might be together.  I'm getting a vibe from you
like there might have been trouble here.  I just want to make sure
Usagi's okay."

     "Tell me," the {blonde : blond} said with a humourless smile.
     "Any idea why they were after Makoto?"
     "Afraid not."  The {blonde's : blond's} eyes were unreadable, but
Mamoru suspected he was lying.  Well, what of it?  Secrets were
the norm, especially down here in the Triangle.

     Curious.  The sensation was familiar, and the vampiress
believed she knew what was causing it.  The question was, why?
Closing her eyes, Wynneth reached out to her wraiths, finding
disarray and anger.

I'd thought that Wynneth was behind much of what is going on since
Saekianna's Banri came from shadows, but she seems to be being caught by
surprise to much to be the prime mover.  There seems to be yet another force
involved that hasn't shown yet.

     "Yeah!" V beamed, her eyes lighting up.  "Opened a serious
can of whup-ass on her, did you, {princess : Princess}?"

     "Not surprising, I suppose," Mars sighed.  "This kerfuffle
must have drawn a lot of attention.  Come on, ladies.  Let's get out
while the getting is good."

That was a new one for me:

http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary/?book=Dictionary&va=kerfuffle
Main Entry: ker�fuf�fle
Pronunciation: k&r-'f&-f&l
Function: noun
Etymology: alteration of carfuffle, from Scots car- (probably from Scottish
Gaelic cearr wrong, awkward) + fuffle to become disheveled
Date: 1946
chiefly British : DISTURBANCE, FUSS

Learn something new every day.



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