Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Tue, 10 Sep 2002 13:40:01 -0400 "L.S McGill" <lsmcgill@hotmail.com> wrote:
He took a bath, cleaning the grime of travel off. He could never figure out
why it was so hard to find a proper bath in so many hotels around Tokyo, and
it was depressing how many Wards didn't even speak Japanese anymore. The
{Gaijin : gaijin} were invading everywhere.
It only took him an hour to find his way the seven blocks that separated the
mansion from the Tendo dojo, and he'd only gotten lost briefly when he'd
made a wrong turn into Minsk ward. Pulling up to the curb, he surveyed the
Dojo. It was a nice enough place, though several steps down from an estate.
{ :}He figured the Tendos must be from a samurai line that had fallen on hard
times, or they were a cadet branch. He was a little surprised. That deal
had needed some hard cash, and this place gave no indication of a family
with such holdings.
Tao-Ching did so, wondering at Kasumi's use of a word denoting elder sister.
{ :}The woman looked to be his age, and he hoped that her sister wasn't _much_
younger. As good as Kasumi looked, she was likely a looker too and there
were things other than business he might wish to discuss. Also, it would
have been embarrassing to have been outmaneuvered by a child.
"Talented indeed. It took me two." Two pairs of eyes measured one another.
{ :}Tao-Ching was very impressed. "I have done little research on you. I
always like to know my opponents..." He paused, "Or possible allies." He
noted the slight flush the hint brought to her face. "But I am curious.
You evince enormous talent, yet you play in such small ponds. Why aren't
you living you up to your potential?" He waved his hand around to indicate
the Dojo.
"Really..." He leaned forward. "I think that could be... remedied." He
considered. "Would you be interested in a little bet? It will take awhile
to get set up, and will take several months to determine the {out come : outcome}, but
if you win, you may never have to worry about that problem again."
Tao-Ching rolled his eyes. "I guess the {Gaijin : gaijin} are right, getting turned
blonde does make you an idiot." He leered. "But it does make you cute
too."
Tao-Ching straightened. "Anyway, I must apologize for my {cousins : cousin's} rude
behavior at fainting while beholding such divine flesh. I am pleased to say
that I don't share that problem." He ogled the still semi see-through
dress.
"No problem. That guy's got the {worlds : world's} worst sense of direction. Right now
he's probably asking 'Which way to Tokyo?'."
"A {Smilodon : smilodon}?" Nabiki was awed. "Interesting..."
I had to look it up. I guess Nabiki's really into large predators.
"A {Smilodon : smilodon}..." Nabiki drifted in thought. "The possibilities..."
At the entrance, the girls dismounted. Zhu Shu had much better control than
Nabiki, who had to take several minutes to get her knees steady beneath her.
{ :}She looked the smug cat in the eye.
Nabiki smiled and turned to enter the school. Zhu Shu looked at her
sidelong. "Still say is {Hentai : hentai}."
Nabiki nodded. "Yes. But he's my kind of {Hentai : hentai}." She chuckled.
"However, if he pulls this again tomorrow, remind me to bring an extra set
of panties."
Zhu Shu was up a tree, taking a break from {Hentai : hentai} squad baiting when the
news started to spread. She hopped to another tree with a view of the field
of battle, but as the fight began, a scene going on at Nabiki's usual tree
distracted her.
"Give it a rest!" {she : he} yelled as {she : he} went after Akane, realizing {she'd : he'd} said
exactly the wrong thing.
From where she sat on the bleachers, Mara watched the whole show and cursed.
{ :}That hadn't gone at all like she had planned. Zhu Shu was tougher than
she'd given her credit for. She'd played a lot of probabilities and wasted
a lot of magic to make this fight happen today and ensure that Akane had an
"accident" that ended with her dead or hospitalized, so a guilt ridden Ranma
would be easy prey for her next trap. But that meddling Chinese girl had
interfered again! She was supposed to be out cold!
Terror filled eye's meet her worried ones. "No. Bell, you didn't {her : hear} what
she said. You didn't see her eyes. S-she meant it!" Urd sobbed. "She
meant it ...."
Ke Lun stood on the end of the dock, examining the massive city of Tokyo.
Somewhere in there was her {great granddaughter : great-granddaughter}, and her adopted sister, Song
Zhu Shu. She looked down at the address she had gotten from Zhu Shu's
grandfather, and proceeded down the dock. A woman with hair as white as her
own and a golden tan waited at the end.
"Your message was such we dared not take the chance. The future of our
tribe is a foremost concern of the council, as is vengeance for old
grievances. I will also admit to some small concern for my {great : great-}
{granddaughters : granddaughter's : granddaughters'} happiness on my part as well." Ke Lun smiled. "The message
left by the lightning bolt didn't hurt your cause either."
Ke Lun cleared her throat to get her attention. "If I may ask, Revered One,
how my great{ : -}granddaughter came to the personal attention of a goddess?"
"It is the name of Ranma Saotomes current {Fiancee : fianc�e}."
"It... It is a burglar! With a pack for stolen {good : goods}!" Kasumi whispered.
Author's Note: Yes, okay, I admit to one scene of self insertion! Clive
Cussler does it too...
He gets paid for it. Maybe someone will pay you to not do it. :}b