Tokyo, Nekomi Ward, Friday, May 9, 1997, 4:05 PM

Skuld, Norn of the Future, called by some the Raven-Haired and by 
others the Goddess of Technology,

And by others still "kawaii Skuld-chan", which pisses her off to no end,
particularly the iteration of her personality who's in an incestuous
relationship with the corresponding iteration of Belldandy.

"Christopher."

Y'know, it's funny how the full version of that name can sound like "doom".

Keiichi suppressed a sigh.  Chris and his sister got along poorly 
at the best of times -- only slightly better than Skuld and Urd 
did, and that was likely due to their somewhat more peaceful 
natures.  It still bothered him that his sister and Belldandy's 
brother couldn't at least make an effort to be civil. Instead, 
Chris descended into an icy over-politeness, and Megumi never 
missed a chance to needle him.

Hmmmmm. <smiles evilly> Do we know what *that* often means?

In the top of a tree outside of the temple compound, a small, 
implike creature sat,

I think I must have missed something -- when'd Senbei stop looking like Michael
Jacks-- 

Ah. Never mind.

I was lucky he'd decided just to bash me.  The shield -- it was 
more of a buckler, really, attached to his arm at or near his 
wrist -- was vaguely teardrop-shaped, with its own sharp, wicked 
point sticking out over his clenched fist.  *Damn,* I remember 
thinking at that moment.  *Alberich would have *loved* to have 
seen the style this guy uses.  Can you fight Florentine with a 
pointed buckler for your main-gauche?*

I'm pretty sure that's how ... ah, what's his name, Italian aristocrat, went
out to fight a huge horde of guys unarmored and with just a sword and buckler
in the 15th century, symbol of his family got worked into two paintings by
Raphael ... dangit, I hate when the details get lost ...

charge.  "Come'n'get it, god-boy," I called out.

"Don't call me 'god-boy,' *pipsqueak*!" he snarled as his sword
rippled back into existence around his arm.

Hee hee hee.

"<Gods,>" I muttered to myself as I sank into the steaming water.  
"<Why does it always have to be gods?>"

<scholarly tone>

Because, as the external features of a quest are often, to a greater or lesser
degree, intended to compel the postulant into confronting those features of his
or her own psyche which he or she is reluctant to examine, it follows that
these repetitive encounters with figures who hold some claim to divinity should
suggest that since, from a purely mundane perspective, there is little enough
difference between an individual possessing such abilities as he possesses and
an actual divinity, Mr. Sangnoir should examine the origins and implications of
his antipathy and fear of deities.

</scholarly tone>

Given that he's kind of an ass, that's not likely. Ah well.

"Huh."  I turned that concept over in my head.  "I guess things 
really do work differently in this universe.  I suppose I'd 
better check my assumptions at the door, eh, Verdandi-sama?"

Douglas was not really prepared for the large chorus of angels that appeared in
the air above them singing "He Gets It!" to the tune of the Hallelujah Chorus.


Fun Stuff!

Chris Davies.


		
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