At 19:45 5/14/2002, Michael A Chase wrote:
Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Tue, 14 May 2002 20:17:19 -0700 Sean Danna <carrotglace@mindspring.com>
wrote:
"You take me for a fool!?" she snarled as she turned to face
him after her missed strike.
A comeback would be so easy at this point.
Too true. It really NEEDS one here.
"Oops," he said as he watched her fry. Her skin was turning
black and smoking badly by this point. The smell was horrible and
he backed away slowly as she began to shoot sparks. The screaming
had stopped at least, but it wasn't a very pleasant thing to see
either. "Oh shit. Sorry lady."
I bet that tingled some.
Smoked ninja.. available in every good Tokyo restaurant.
The ninja quickly surrounded him, he didn't even notice
himself take up the fighting stance as he simply waited in the
center of them. All his attention was focused on his body, and
the tingling sensation that would warn him of where the first
attack would come from.
I was kind of expecting them to kill each other with their throwing
weapons. Sort of like a firing squad with all the guns pointing in.
Unless there's a free zone behind him that (they think) he
can't use. Back to a wall, or a cliff, or some such like that.
"Why, we're arresting you for obstruction, and carrying a
concealed weapon of course." The creature grinned at her as a
police badge appeared on its chest.
_A_ concealed weapon?
Well, considering all the places she's managed to stick
sharp and pointy objects inside of and on her body, ONE concealed
weapon does seem to be a bit of an understatement, yes...
"What ya need this for?" asked Spike nervously.
It's the latest thing in feninine protection.
Gives an entirely new meaning to "Let's bang her.."
Heh.
Mac :})
Ed Becerra
"Dreamers may die, but the Dream is eternal..."
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