Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Mon, 24 Nov 2003 23:53:42 -0500 Alan <chibipoe@mindspring.com> wrote:
"I had almost given up hope that one of you would show your face
tonight," a voice said cheerfully. "Thank you so much for not
{disapointing : disappointing} me, youma."
The youma crouched again, hissing still, then shot from the alleyway at
a sprint.
"Looks like this one might be a bit smarter than the last few," the
voice remarked, before a shadow detached itself from the ledge above
where the youma had stood and took off at a run across the rooftop
after the creature, twin ponytails trailing behind her as she ran.
That's a quick indication that something is different. That is also a
much smarter youma that usual.
"I'll be taking that energy, Sailor Moon," the hard, cold voice spoke
{again.A : again. A} blonde male appeared, clad in a military-style
uniform.
"Considering the outcome of our last little fight, I don't recommend
you try that." the female said, the lightning's flashes illuminating
her at last. Golden hair crowned her features, twin buns with
ponytails reaching down to her knees on either side of her head. A
red, white, and blue fuku adorned her body, a red collar with a moon on
it circled her neck.
Might that be a choker instead of a collar?
"Yes, {damnit : dammit}," she addressed the black cat that stared up
at her, the crescent moon on its forehead gleaming. "He always runs
away."
As always, she reached up, touching the back of her head, relieved to
find the odango and ponytails gone, leaving her with the short bob-cut
she'd worn for years. That done, Tsukino Usagi placed the locket on
the coffee table and crossed the room, her feet sinking slightly into
the plush carpet.
It seemed like this Sailor Moon is much older than the usual one.
"Sayeth she who has never listened to them," Luna muttered, turning her
head away from the {televsion : television}. "When all you listen to
is that tripe, it's little wonder you fail to recognise good music when
you hear it."
"I'm not going to let you wake someone else up and have what happened
to my family happen to them," Usagi retorted. "The answer is still no.
Now, back on topic. Sailor V. Senshi."
That sounds like a key turning point.
Tsukino Usagi had never been one to rise early. This fact had not
changed, despite a multitude of other things giving way to the
pressures of living alone. But, on the odd {occassions : occasions}
when she did, in fact, give in to her baser desires and sleep late,
something inevitably woke her.
"{Hullo : Hello}, Naru," Usagi said, suppressing a smile as the girl
swept her up in a fierce hug.
Usagi made a {noncommital : noncommittal} sound, taking a few more
pictures and then frowning. "Did you find the rose?"
"Probably," {usagi : Usagi} shrugged. "Nothing I can't handle."
Rain pelted against the skylight as Usagi {laid : lay} in bed, one arm
curled loosely around Rei, who was sleeping peacefully. Usagi,
however, was not. Her eyes were wide open, staring at the barely
visible sky through the rain-covered window above. She could feel the
moon. Without even trying, she could pick out its exact position as it
moved across the night sky.
"I'll be on my way," he almost snarled. "Unless you're going to be
like Sailor V and {: try to} stop my thieving ways?"
"I don't want to talk about this {: now}, Rei," the blonde replied,
not looking at the raven-haired female.
"Then, when?" Rei murmured, letting the pieces of the cup fall to the
floor from her hands.
"I'm flattered that you feel that way, Princess," Ariana, {Sensh :
Senshi} of Mars murmured. "But you know that can't ever happen."
"We'll see about that." Selene said darkly, turning to place a single,
chaste kiss on her companion's lips. "I'm going to go talk to {mother
: Mother}. Take care of yourself." With that, she slid off of the
bed, brushing her dress out and departed with a smile.