Suggested changes: {before : after}
I've enjoyed this a lot. Carrot is definitely a different sort of hero,
the poor bastard.
On Sat, 27 Apr 2002 23:53:54 -0700 Danna Sean <carrotglace@mindspring.com> wrote:
"Something wrong?" he asked as he glanced back at her and
took {of : off} the sunglasses he'd taken from the bar.
"G...good...morning," stammered Michiru as she stood in the
doorway and blushed. She'd seen better days, and it was obvious
that she would not be doing much for the rest of the day. She was
wrapped in a towel and had nothing else on, but {it :: she} didn't look
particularly attractive at the moment.
He turned to look at her, and her back was {too : to} him. He could
hear the fear in her voice.
"Shut up," growled the boy irritably as he stood in the
doorway. He had a dark pair of shades on his face and his dress
was more than enough to let her know how the night had gone for
him.
I know you mean the state of his attire, but for a second I imagined
him in something like a pinafore, torn of course. :}b
The waiter walked over to him and placed a bill on the table.
The man growled and stared at it for a moment. "That little
shit." With a heavy sigh, he pulled out his wallet. Putting up
with the kid wasn't something he wasn't willing to do for what
he'd get.
There seem to be an awful lot of negatives in that sentence.
It was getting close to evening when Carrot finally managed
to get the computer up and running so he could read the disk that
Kajura had given him. It was a long and generally frustrating
process, but he managed in the end.
He should have asked Luna to help.
"That's right," said the boy calmly. "It's still early enough
in the evening that I should be able to make it in while a lot of
the {employee's : employees} are going home. That will mean security is more
lax, because of everyone wandering around the building."
Carrot grunted as he squeezed through the opening into the
larger shaft that moved vertically {up and down :}. He looked around
and coughed as the dust from his entrance filled his lungs for a
moment. He was inside the elevator shaft; the elevator itself was
below him hanging from the cables. It was dark, pitch black
almost, but he could see enough to know that the elevator wasn't
that far below him.
Finally, out of breath and out of ideas, he hit the last
door. "Shit." He glanced behind him and frowned. "Guess this is
it, no turning back now." He rushed up to the door and pushed it
open in a full {sprit : sprint}.
Heh. Know the true evil that is the cliffhanger!
Bwahahahahahahaaaa!
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