In a message dated 8/18/02 4:25:10 AM Eastern Daylight Time, 
mark.a.biggar@attbi.com writes:

 Kasumi tried to talk but her crying interfered.  Finally she was able 
 to get out between her sobs, "I was coming home from my club on the 
 train...it was very crowded...I'd given my seat to this old women and 

    "Woman," not "women"

 had to stand...and this man came up behind me and he...".  She
 couldn't continue and her crying got worse.  All she could say after 
 that was, "Please don't tell Daddy, please..." over and over again.

    I gotta say, anyone who would do this to KASUMI is just...just... words 
fail me.  Grrr....

 "Look,  There has to be a Cryogenic container on that train.  At
 least there must be some Dry Ice or something like that.  I mean 
 it's the middle of the summer and there can't be any other reason 
 why I've had to treat 12 passengers in the last week for severe 
 FROSTBITE OF THE HANDS!".

  
    Hah!  Now *this* works, both as a quickfic *and* as a creative response 
to the challenge (not to mention a certain sense of poetic justice).

-- 
David McMillan, Imagineer at Large.  
Chief Systems Analyst and Integration Engineer, Exotic Technologies Division, 
  <Censored> GmBh.  Mecha and Weapons Design Specialist.
"Agent Mulder?  My name is Neo.  I believe I may be able to show you part of 
the truth you've been searching for.  I should warn you, however -- it's not 
what you think."
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