With your permission, Sailor Sensei, chapter 2.  Well, I got permission.


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Sent: Saturday, April 05, 2003 8:52 AM
Subject: [FFML] [SPAM] Sailor Sensei

In a message dated 4/4/2003 10:56:31 PM Eastern Standard Time,
dan_s.comments@worldnet.att.com committed one of those cosmically

appropriate

spelling errors:

   If Kasumi starts sneaking out of the house at midnight, and

sacrificing

Sailor Sensei to the IRS, there has to be a good reason that the readers
can
see and identify.  As well as explanation why no one has caught her

doing

this before.

     Kasumi walked across the carnage.  Ranma, Ryoga, Shampoo, Akane, even
Happosai and Cologne defeated by the two teachers.  It had been necessary to
let the defeat occur, she wanted no witnesses to what happened next, it was
too important.
     "So, annutha challenga," Principal Kuno announced, another of his
pineapple attacks in the offing.
     Kasumi merely smiled, she had this well planned.
     "HA!" projectile streaked to it's target, stopped, and fell dead to the
ground.  The stunned Principal left himself wide open to Kasumi's attack,
delivered with a piece of rolled up paper.
     Hinako raised her coin and shouted, "For Love of Education."
Discovering that didn't work either.  She cowered as Kasumi approached.
"What Dark Power do you have that could deflect all our might?"
     "My High School diploma," Kasumi smiled as she displayed her `weapon`.
     Hinako face faulted, then joined Principal Kuno in unconsciousness.
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     "Please you can't do this!" Principal Kuno struggled against the ropes
binding him to the lunch table, pleaded with Kasumi as she cut off his palm
tree topknot.
     Kasumi considered, turned to Mara, "This _will_ get Nabiki, Akane and
Ranma into Tokyo University, full scholarship."  She handed the demoness her
first `offering`.
     "And graduation at the top of their class," Mara replied, "As
promised."
     "Good."  Kasumi removed a number of her favorite kitchen knives, and
the specially forged 1040 form, from the bag she'd borrowed from Dr. Tofu.
     "Uh, you don't _have_ to be naked for this," Mara commented.
     "Blood is so much easier to wash off, it stains clothes terribly."  She
started humming a tune as she checked the spell Mara had provided.
     Mara nodded and left the girl to her work.  She might sound like
Belldandy, but she didn't _act_ like Belldandy.




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