Hey there,

Thanks again for another batch of useful corrections.  I'll be going through
my copy of chapter 12 and fixing the mistakes shortly...

Suggested changes: {before : after}

On Tue, 25 Mar 2003 21:13:20 +0000 R E <ranma_e@hotmail.com> wrote:

Rumours of my death are greatly exaggerated.  I'm still around, and

still

writing.  If anyone was waiting, I apologise for the lengthy delay in

this

chapter.  It's had a long and protracted birth, but now I have a first

draft

that I'm reasonably happy with.  As always, comments are welcome, and
previous chapters are available at http://ten.waxwolf.com as usual.

Does that mean I can't have your manga collection?

Heh, sorry.  I don't actually have very much anyway, so it's no big loss.
:)

She had, during her time with the two others, come to respect Ranma,

both

for Ranma's keen survival senses and the kindness she had been shown

during

their shared journey.  Rescuing her from those soldiers was more

selfless

a deed than many would have undertaken; to escort her afterwards, to

share

food and company was extremely generous.  She had nothing with which to
repay the kindness of her companions, so she vowed to herself that one

day

she would return their favour.

By hunting them down and killing them?  Repeatedly?

Better than a Hallmark card, I guess.  To each their own.

It was an odd arrangement.  Ukyo herself did not rest; she had seen

others

sleep, but could not remember ever doing so herself.  She had always
thought that a little odd, but in Ranma she had found someone else who
shared her habit.  Ranma did not sleep at all either, which meant for
strangely haunting evenings as the pair of them would lie awake with the
sleeping Shampoo between them, curled up against her {Master : master}.

So Ukyo is already unusual.

Yes, she is.  Ukyo's always been unusual...

The Amazon was still waiting obediently at the trunk of the old oak tree
that held her {Master : master}, looking upwards with a hopeful look

upon her face as

Ukyo emerged from the foliage.  Ukyo shook her head.  Shampoo was

obviously

strong, capable, and intelligent in her own right, and yet she continued

to

serve as Ranma's lackey, seemingly gratefully.

Somehow, I've gotten the idea that Ukyo is hunting for Saotomes.
Ranma's disguise is even better than Ukyo's though.

Almost; not quite.  I shall say no more.  :)

I've held you before, she decided, nodding her head as she brought the

tip

to the scabbard and slowly slid the weapon home.  It fell into place

easily

and she held up the scabbard, resting it across both hands.  A flash of
recollection illuminated her mind; she did not come here merely to kill
him.  She had come for the sword, as well.

So her memory is already spotty.

Yep, and it'll just get spottier as time goes on.

"Then perhaps you can help me," Ukyo said, eyeing the man carefully.

"I'm

looking for Genma Saotome."

I figured that or Ranma.  Apparently, she's so detached that she
didn't get Ranma's full name while traveling with him.

Nope.  I had a troubling moment as I wrote that part - I had to go back and
doublecheck that I hadn't accidentally had Ranma's last name revealed to
Ukyo before it was time.  Fortunately, it wasn't.  :)

How could she not have seen it?  How could she have been so blind?

Hard work and strenuous training.

Funny, it seems to come naturally to many people in the Ranma universe,
don't ya think?

Regards,
R. E.

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