--- Edward Becerra <eabecerr@schollnet.com> wrote:

At 05:35 PM 7/10/2003 -0700, Adrian Tymes wrote:

"MACKIEWROTETHATDON'TBLAMEME!!!"

"But you're *here*, and he's not...Sweetling."

The expression on Nene's face when Priss opened the
door, slinked up to her, and pecked her on the lips
would remain among Priss's treasured memories for a
long time.  As would Nene's subsequent faint.

         Three words...

         "DAMN YOU, OVERSTREET!!"

         Heh.

Yeah, I suppose it is kind of obvious.  ^_^;

         Really, this NEEDS to be passed along to
Redneck Gaijin.. he'll either kill you, Adrian,
or hire you as his stunt-writer. ^_^

_>

<_<

Umm, maybe if you sent it to him?  ^_^;;

         Ed Becerra
         (who really DOES enjoy reading the now
         infamous "BGC: Pink Raging Fires")

Aye, I hear there are those who even call him Kris...

---

-sama.

More than just an honorific.  It describes everything
he is.  Superior.  Noble.  Wise.  Honest when he has
to
be, cunning when he has to be.  His chosen one will
never leave his side for long by her choice, though
she
has yet to realize it...but I know his infinite
patience will someday wear down her veil of pride.

He is a master of battle.  It is my failures, not his,
that cause us loss after loss, yet he has refrained
from giving me the punishment I have earned.  Such
mercy surely qualified him for sainthood.

And he knows my feelings for him.  I can not help but
express them every time I see him.  Many in our world
would be utterly revolted by the idea of someone like
me being in love with someone like him, to say nothing
of the reverse, but he accepts my appreciation - even
if he is quick to set me to whatever task needs doing.
Even one like him must bow somewhat to the
expectations
of others, lest they label him a pervert for my
actions
alone.

It was fate that brought us together.  While I would
like to believe that he specifically wanted me that
night we first met, I must concede that there was
little chance he knew what he was getting.  But I knew
him for who and what he was the instant he touched my
ball, just as he is doing now...

"AAUGH!  Get off me, Victreebell!"

James-sama.  I shall strive to be worthy of your
presence.

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