Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Sun, 21 Dec 2003 21:33:30 -0800 Steve Thesken <sthesken@earthlink.net> wrote:
The young goddess wished Belldandy was back, but her older sister was
on an extended mission to the Earth realm. There was Urd, of course,
but Skuld was not about to take her rather vague concerns to her oldest
sister, since the only way she could explain why she was bothered would
be to admit she had been poking around the datafile containing the list
of Probability Nodes for the system, not to mention messing around with
the Destiny Protocols, which was a definite no-no.
If this Urd is like the usual, telling her won't get Skuld in touble,
but doing anything she suggests might.
Maho Minami grunted once at his wife's words, and Kunami was relieved
to know he was awake and listening as she sat there in bed next to him.
Actually it was gas.
He grunted once, shifting his position in the darkness.
More gas.
There was another guttural grunt from his side of the bed and a faint
rustling of sheets.
Maybe it's a bad dream.
Director Kasuga folded his hands in front of him and tried his best to
smile reassuringly. After all, the Chinese sorceress was one of his
personal {pet :} projects, and he had been her legal guardian for many
years, ever since the unfortunate death of her parents in an incident
in China that had first brought her to his attention. "What can I do
for you, Frost?"
I think either personal or pet alone would work better. Considering their
relationship, I like personal better.
"No!" the older man said sharply, waving him to sit down. "No, don't
do anything of the kind. In fact, I want you to remove the guards from
the premises until I say otherwise. All of them. And leave every vat
uncovered."
Hmm. If Ranma won't go to Jusenkyo, bring Jusenkyo to Ranma.
"All right, sir. I'll take care of getting the guards pulled from the
facility." The man saluted again and then left.
It would make more sense to drop the security to the level of a normal
warehouse. No guards at all would be even more suspicious.
Today was going to be a good day for her, she was confident of that.
I keep hearing that. Why do I hear high-pitched laughter in the background?
At least sharing his sleeping bag in his tent last night had shown her
one thing. Ryoga Hibiki might have been a total idiot, as well as
inexplicably dyslexic with directions, but he was a trustworthy guy.
He didn't try a single thing with her all night, keeping his back to
her the whole time and going right to sleep.
Actually, he got lost there, too. :}b
Frost materialized in the hallway outside the apartment where Hikaru
lived with his mother, startling one of the neighbors on his way to
work. Instead of her usual loose robes, she was wearing a pale blue
Chinese-style dress, slit up one side to just below her hip, with dark
blue shoes and a small matching pocketbook. After shrinking her staff
down to the size of a pencil, she put it inside her purse and snapped
it shut. She then cast a simple charm spell on the man, who was still
staring at her, causing him to forget her sudden appearance and even
ignore her current presence. She watched him as he walked down the
hall, muttering to himself.
So now she looks just like what Hitomi would expect of a cut-rate Lilith.
Obviously they skimped on the skin pigment. Hikaru ought to know who
she is though.
He was falling. The streets of a vast, sprawling city lay spread
before his vision as he plummeted down towards the paving stones of
Rome far below. Terror gripped him as the scene blurred in his gaze as
tears filled his eyes, the ground rushing up at him as he rolled and
tumbled helplessly.
At least Hikaru's getting in the right mood.
Frost's gaze narrowed slightly, and then she simply shut the door in
Minami's face and headed back to the main table to sit down.
It's worth a try at least.
"Where is she?!" a seething Minami demanded. "WHERE'S FROST?!"
Though it didn't work this time.
Gosunkugi took that opportunity, while the two young sorceresses were
distracted with each other, to beat a hasty retreat before they could
blow up the apartment, or him for that matter. He quickly snatched up
his jacket and bookbag, only pausing at the door to slip on his shoes
before he bolted from the apartment as fast as he could run. Once
clear of the door, he unconsciously muttered a spell of invisibility,
enhancing his own esper abilities at concealment, and he kept running.
Smart guy.