Suggested changes: {before:after}
On Fri, 27 Sep 2002 09:49:15 -0400 Sam Vilsmeier <syp104@email.psu.edu> wrote:
Taking a look at Ranma she thought for a moment. If a handsome prince
wouldn't do, maybe the figurative white knight, a virtuous warrior who
fought to protect and help others... or possibly shy and cute, a kind
heart who would be as devoted to her as she would to him. She wondered
if Ranma had any cute martial artist friends that fit the
description...
P-Chan?
She turned her head to Ranma, and was surprised by his glassy {eyes : eyed}
expression. The color had drained from his face, and he was trembling
with fear. He looked like he was seeing something horrible. Chibi-Usa's
hand automatically moved to her transformation broach, as she followed
Ranma's line of vision to the source. Chibi-Usa blinked. It was only
her grandmother and Diana. Was it Diana he was afraid of? She was the
only new thing, unless Ranma had an overwhelming phobia of *tea*. Was
he afraid of a cute little kitty cat?
It's definitely the cat, being tossed into a pit of staving tea plants
isn't nearly as scary.
As soon as Diana was gone, Ranma slid down the wall with a loud sigh.
The redhead was obviously still shaken but was no longer incapacitated
with fear. Ranma's breathing calmed in a few seconds, and 'she' looked
down at 'herself'. He sighed in {expiration : exasperation}, and chuckled morosely to
himself. After a second he turned to look at everyone.
Hotaru's hand unconsciously moved to Ranma's shoulder. "Is it any less
believable than {Magic Girls : magical girls} and {Youma : youma}?" asked Hotaru, trying to help
make her {fianc�e's : fianc�'s} case.
Ranma sighed, and replied by taking Ikuko's hand and placing it onto
{her : his} chest. He then dumped a cup of steaming hot tea over his head.
Ranma sighed. "It was a warning in big happy lettering that said 'Only
an idiot would teach someone the Neko-ken, because the student will go
insane'. Heck, {that : that's} only half of it!"
"As I was saying, if I'm around cats too long the technique {take : takes} hold.
I kinda go berserk. I'm almost invincible, but I go crazy from the
fear, lose my mind, and start ta think and act like a cat. I have no
memory of it, but I've been told the only way ta get me to snap out of
it is to get me to fall asleep or {: to} activate my curse."