Michael A Chase wrote:
Suggested changes: {before : after}
On 08/07/2005 07:22 PM, DB Sommer said:
used the grammar corrections, as always.
"It is not enough!" Asuka screeched. "This is a travesty of justice!
It's Kunou Industries which should be on trial here. We had that
military contract in the bag until they bribed Councilman Orihara
into giving it to them. They're responsible for the stress inflicted
on my father that led to this trial and his heart attack. Why aren't
they here instead of me?"
Um. Because they weren't caught?
% Heh. Now that would be a thing for a judge to say.
Asuka looked the curious, non-descript, man over. While she had known
many people who rode in such vehicles, this wasn't one of them.
"Funny, you don't look like a {Nome : Gnome} King."
Unless Alaska is a monarchy in this universe.
% Nope, it's the correct spelling. It's from Oz and Baum spelled it that
way.
"That's because it was set to do so," Kodachi said with a delighted
smile since the question proved a perfect segue. "One of the safety
features of the Safecracker is that it has a precise range,
mitigating collateral damage. If you're trying to hit a target that
moves out of the path of the beam, you don't have to worry about it
following through and hitting something you don't want destroyed."
That'd be the first feature disabled in the field. Overkill is barely
enough.
% Heh.
Councilman Orihara sat at his dining room table, alone as he savored
the remains of his dinner, a gourmet meal prepared by his personal
chef. All was in place for tonight. Recent death threats had
necessitated the presence of a highly trained bodyguard that remained
outside his room, but it was hardly a distraction. This was his
palace, in a manner of speaking, and quite impregnable. On the
outside it appeared to be a traditional home, one that had been in
his family for generations, but the huge lot it resided on was worth
hundreds of millions of yen and reflected his true wealth. He had his
own private gardens, reflecting pool, and numerous other displays of
affluence across his property, all of it guarded by one of the best
security systems money could buy. He had no fears, not here, in the
center of his power.
Is that the queue for the Steel Petunia to show up? Yep.
% Like inviting Death to the dinner table, it is.
Kodachi watched as a white and red armored figure landed next to the
twisted pieces of metal that had once been her creation. "I think I
can identify it." She hung up the phone and dived into the nearest
empty office. Luckily she had her {attach : attache} case with her,
and this newcomer had drawn everyone's attention. That was all the
privacy she needed. Within seconds she would don her streamlined Iron
Rose armor, and then there would be hell to pay.
I'm sure she's attached to it too. I know it just isn't done, but this
would also be a good time for her to call for backup.
% It was there, as was the opening single quote. Blame MS for messing it
up. I know i do. :P
The look of shock on Asuka's face was worth all the broken ribs,
sprained muscles, and bruises Kodachi had suffered from the assault
at her hands. Kodachi rose from her chair and had turned her back
when she heard Asuka bodily hurling herself against the glass and
sent a new round of vitriolic expletives in her direction. Kodachi
personally admitted she probably could have dealt with the situation
better, but it had been cathartic. After the beating she had
suffered, and the damage inflicted on Kunou Industries, it was the
least Asuka deserved.
Someone else pointed out that Asuka probably wouldn't believe Kodachi
without proof, but Kodachi wasn't trying to prove anything. She was
just twisting the knife a bit.
% Yep. And as I said, believed or not, Asuka wants her dead no matter
what, and Kodachi is aware of this.
% Thanks for the help as well. Mucho appreciated.
DB Sommer
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