More C&C!!!
Again thanks for all of this!
I'm just groovin, doin' the backlog dance....
Same here. ^_^
Elsa Bibat wrote on 10/31/2004, 4:23 AM:
>
>
> Set in the "Pulp Hellsing" timeline _not_ in the "Dances
> Set To The Music Of Time" timeline.
Byakhee Bob: "Dammit! I'm calling my agent!"
Disturbingly enough, Byakhee Bob, his friends and hi family
make a major cameo in the next-to-be-released 'The Empress
of Ice and Snow', out early next year.
So, Bob, calm down. ^_^
<snip>
> "I will not say it. Merely smile and let you think I said it."
>
> I told you so.
>
> "Will you not do that?"
>
> "What?" Innocence in an angelic face of a demon.
Damned telepaths. Or, judging from the "punctuation," I'm guessing a
Master/Childe pair of vamps.
Something like that.
> He sighed a long-suffering sigh. Suffering was long, endless if one
> were immortal.
But so are the parties!
But then they all end up being boring. Eternal life is hell. ^_^
> "Did you really have to try and kill her?"
>
> "Unlike in the real world, a weak link can become the strongest if
> left to itself. Alucard's fledgeling is getting strong. Plus-"
>
> "Plus the fact that Helsing's experimental bloodline has a new
> receptacle if ever the main carrier is destroyed or subverted. I know,
I
> know. I am familiar with the entire song and dance. By the way, they
> know we're here."
Helsing's, or HeLLsings's "experimental bloodline"? I admit, I read
ahead into the next chapters. I wonder just how many places the various
Helsing family branches cross with Alucard's blood?
Lots of places. ^_^
> He arched an eyebrow. "Who are 'they'?"
>
> "They, of course."
>
> "Oh, ja. Be more vague. Bitte."
Bitte-r, much?
Ow! Sorry! Okay, I'll stop.
Bad pun! Bad pun! Down, pun, down! ^_^
> "Who else can 'they' be?"
>
> "There are a lot of 'theys' out there. Diogenes. MI-5. E Branch.
> Hellsing. The Pakistanis. The Freemasons. The Vatican. Who?"
"The Pakistanis"? What about the Boy Scouts?
The Boy Scouts are still recovering from the time the King of
Werewolves decided to crash the International Jamboree back in
'78. ^_^
> "Mother called."
>
> "WHAT!?"
"It's your own fault. YOU added her to our 'friends&family'
endless-minutes wireless plan."
"But if I didn't then she'd call collect!"
> "She knows we're here. She's sending Schrodinger."
>
> "SCHRODINGER!!"
"And her little cat, too!"
Or rather the large cat. ^_^
> "Ja. Schrodinger."
>
> "Schrodinger." Calm. Reflection.
The outward calmness of someone who's *trying* not to break down in
hysterics.
I have no idea who Schrodinger is, but the reactions here are
pricelessly evocative.
I try. As I always say, I try. ^_^
> Silence.
>
> "Schrodinger. Are you sure?" His question was tinged with
> calculation.
>
> "I am dead, not deaf."
>
> "Ja, ja. Schrodinger." He steepled his hands as he stared into the
> dark.
>
> "Schrodinger."
Kind of need a scene break, here.
The original scene break was an extra line. Reform (Use it, all of
you) is a great piece of programming but, as I just realized a few
posts ago, it seems to think of scene breaks like that as a mistake,
thus smooshing the two scenes together.
> "Schrodinger. Wilhelmina Schrodinger. Right?" Talmadge looked up
> from the passport as he looked at the person waiting patiently for her
> papers.
>
> Green eyes twinkled behind a pair of glasses. Brushing a stray lock
> of golden hair from her face, she nodded with a smile. Whoa, those are
> sharp.
"Ze better to bite you with, liebchen."
LOL
> "Ja. That is me." The faint lilt of an accent lent her voice an
> alluring tinge of the exotic. German was his guess. Looking down again,
> he blinked in surprise.
>
> Argentina. Must be one of those immigrant things.
<shudder> Someone from Argentina with a German accent is a sufficient
automatic red flag in and of itself. But if this ties into any of the
Argentina suff in the Hellsing manga....
Yeah. The Lost Boys From Brazil. ^_^
> He smiled and returned his gaze at the statuesque blonde before
him.
"returned TO," perhaps?
Will fix.
> Good posture enhanced the woman's inherent beauty and he could notice
> well-muscled thighs peeking out from under her mini-skirt.
>
> "Business or pleasure?"
>
> "Business." That smile again. Reminded him of a cat, strangely
> enough. He stamped the passport and passed it to her. Her hand brushed
> his for a moment and he felt a sensual tingle come up from his fingers,
> to his wrist, to his arms, right up to the back of his brain. His hair
> stood on end for some strange reason.
>
> "Danke schon." She looked into his eyes and he stuttered a
response.
I *think* that's "Danke schoen."
Both correct. Transliteration is bitch. I long for the day NeoQueen Serenity
sets up the Babel towers up again.
> "Yo-you're we-welcome, ma'am." For a moment, he was inexplicably
> frightened of her. Damn. There you go again, Bobby old boy, stuttering
> in front of beautiful women.
Good instincts, Bobby.
He's feeling the Mark of the Beast. It's pretty natural.
> As the woman sashayed away, out of Heathrow, Talmadge turned to his
> co-worker, Trowbridge.
>
> "That was one sexy cat, right, chap?" Talmadge laughed at his joke.
>
> "Huh?" Trowbridge was obviously lost.
>
> "Cat! Schrodinger! Cat! Get it!"
Sug: "Get it?"
> "Uh...no."
>
> Talmadge rolled his eyes upwards. People here were such idiots. A
> simple joke on quantum mechanics and they were lost.
<facefault> Aaaand the author is double-decking the joke for us...
No, just slamming the two-by-four for the segue line...
> I hate my job.
There!
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