Hello, Morgan!
Hey! How's it goin', Latin? ^_^
Finally! I've been looking forward to this one for a while...
Heh. My fault for that, I guess. I can guarantee you that the next one will
be out faster, though! ^_~
Sorry, sorry, sorry for taking so long in getting to this.
Not a problem, my good man! I understand completely. ^_^
It's been
more than hectic for me lately--
Again, I understand completely. Hectic's been my middle name lately. I'm
just glad it calmed down enough that I can actually work on my story again.
I checked my mailbox a day after you
posted, and then couldn't find the time for an extensive C&Cing
session.
"Timely" is not the word to describe this, oh, no.
Feh, you and I both know that any C&C is welcome. Timely or not, as long as
it gets here, I'm happy. ^_~
> Mid-term exams, assignments, projects...
> combine them all with lack of sleep and there was no way this
> little gem was getting out any sooner.
The same goes for me. It seems all the teachers decided November > was
the
perfect month for giving exams...
There's just something about this month, I guess. I already shudder when I
think about Christmas. Between present shopping and finals, I'm probably
going to be about as dead as a mackrel on a grill as far as RS is concerned.
:(
But I won't complain here, of course. That's what the author's
notes of
my next fic will be for. ^_^
Author's notes are always fun! ^_^
> As a compensation, I've made this chapter just a little bit
> longer than usual, hopefully to make up for leaving you all
> hanging
> for so long.
Yay! ...Though, in truth, it still doesn't make up for the delay,
lazybones. :-p
Thanks. Your sympathy is radiating from my monitor screen. Or are those just
the cathode rays? ^_^
> Okay, now comes the part of the message where I beg and plead
> for C&C.
> Seriously, people, I would really appreciate any and all
> responses you
> can give me. My address is sprinkled liberally throughout this
> message, and clicking the "Reply" button tends to work, as well! > >
^_~
My sensitive ears have noticed your begging, and my sore heart is
itching to help you. And the nitpicker in me wants to have fun,
too, so
I think you're pretty safe. ^_~
Yay! See, I'd have too much self-respect to beg like I do... if it didn't
pay off, that is... ^_^
> Now, if anyone wants to read earlier story arcs in my Ronin
> Summer
> series, visit http://dataraven_659.tripod.com/roninsummer.html
Do I have to repeat myself, people? This is a great series all
over, and
if you happen to find some free time (lots of it, actually), a
comfortable chair, and some snacks (always needed for a good
read), go
and read the previous story arcs. High quality fanfiction!
Thanks for the plug, pal! And I should probably add that reading at least
one or two of the earlier arcs (Shell Games and Inner Battles), while by no
means necessary, might help this story make a bit more sense. I mean, in
case anybody doesn't know where Takenoko or the Storm Senshi come from. ^_^
> Hey, and feel free to visit Joy Lyn's webpage while you're at it.
> She's got the earlier chapters of Dark Crusade, and a lot of
> other
> really awesome crossover fics, to. It's at
> http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Shores/5533/index.html
You do that. I myself I'm going to apologize for misspelling her > name
in
my last C&C. Baaad Latin_D.
Hey, Joy's a really cool person. I'm sure you'll be forgiven. Some day. In
the far, far future... ^_^
> And with all that taken of, away we go! ^_^
I always rejoice to read your notes, my friend, as they show me
I'm not
the only that writes long-winded ones. If you can get away with
it, so
can I! :-p
It's not our fault! We just have too many people to thank! If we weren't
such wonderful people, we could have short notes too! Really, we could! :b
You know me, man. Everything I say, every comment that escapes my >
lips,
shows the underlying madness that threatens to dominate me,
overwhelming
my hastily-erected defences.
Much like myself, actually. I suppose I can sympathise. ^_^
So, please, pay no mind to those common
displays of lunacy that will make you wonder what the heck I'm
talking
about. I have little time left, after all...
Er... All C&C purely IMHO. And yes, I was bored. ^_^
Really? <sarcasm> I NEVER would have guessed...</sarcasm>
Customary Slow Internet Joke:
> Tired of slow Internet? Get @Home Broadband Internet
LATIN_D: I'll never get tired if it! Slow Internet is my friend, my
companion! My comrade! And I'll keep it AND my 56K modem (which by > the
way only works at about 44K for some reason) till the end of time! > So
there!
Gee, I guess I've been told. Hope you two are very happy, but I'm afraid
Slow Internet and I have visiting rights every holiday...
<TEENSY SNIP!>
> Chapter Twelve : Snakebite
Good title, as it means we get to see more of Naaza in this
chapter!
I have said it more times than I care to count: I like Naaza. He may not be
my favorite Masho (actually, I'm not sure who IS my favorite of that little
group), but he is easily the most fun to read and write about.
> The room was dark, far darker than she had ever seen it. Not
> pitch black, but a soft kind of not-light, as though dusk still
> lingered in this single chamber long after night had fallen
> elsewhere.
O_o
One of these days you'll have to tell me how you write these
descriptions. Amazing.
Practice, my friend. All sorts of practice. This is, after all, the... hang
on... (counts on fingers) Fifty-ninth chapter of Ronin Summer, if my math is
correct. All that experience adds up, I guess. Plus, I always put the most
work into my openings. Sometimes, I'll write, delete, and start over more
than three times just for one scene.
> The air smelled
> vaguely medicinal, but otherwise sterile, utterly devoid of any > > of
the
Funny. Those are two adjectives that usually are closely related, >
almost
synonyms--especially when talking about the air. Just something I
noticed.
Well, by sterile I mean having no smell whatsoever. "Medicinal" means what
it sounds like: the air smells like medicine. Realising that the fortress
they live in is full of walking corpses, and whole rooms full of rotting
bones, I'd imagine that there are some fun odours in there. Erdge is so used
to them that she notices their absence.
> In a moment of weakness, she actually wished that
> someone were there with her, to make her feel safer. In a moment
> of brief insanity, she even would have welcomed the company of > > her
sister Tuls.
This "In a moment of" repetition seemed jarring to me, though it
may
well have been done on purpose. Your choice.
It was on purpose, but if you find it jarring I suppose I can always
rephrase it. ^_^
> Within the tube, suspended in a sea of
> glimmering blue ooze, was the single most beautiful woman
> Erdge had ever laid eyes upon. She had a thick mane of golden
> hair, bobbing and curling around her head like
> a cloud, buffeted by the invisible currents in the slime that
> she was
> immersed in. It was hard to tell, with her suspended as she was, >
Er, this "with her suspended as she was" bit sound awkward to me. >
Maybe
"suspended as the woman was" would be better, or you could just
rephrase
the sentence.
Well, it's an awkward phrase in general. I'm not too sure, but I'll try it a
few different ways and see if I can't find a better way of putting it.
> she was perhaps even a bit taller than Erdge herself was, and
> the two
> shared a similar build. There was an ageless look to her
> features,
> composed as they were in sleep. A thick nest of tubes and wires
> swirled about her nude body like some strange form of skirt and
> cape, running under the woman's alabaster skin at the waist,
> knees,
> wrists, neck, and shoulders.
Y'know, what if Mother were actually Queen Serenity? Talk about a
surprise ending. ^_^
No, she's not Queen Serenity. She's also not Belldandy, in case you were
wondering. ^_^
BTW, great description, especially when compared to the one that > began
this story arc. You get better by the minute, Morgan!
The best way to work on that is just writing the series. As the story's been
progressing, everybody starts to get their own little spark that makes them
easier to write. I guess the more in synch with someone I can get, the
better I am at describing them. ^_^
> The daughter knelt reverently at the foot of her Mother, head
> touching the floor as she slid her clasped hands in front of her > >
in
> genuflection. She remained that way for some while, as the
> machines
"Some while"? Um, I'd use "a while", but maybe "some" works too. > I'm
not sure.
"Some while" is like saying "some time". It can be used more or less like
"quite a while." It's just that "some while" is a much older way of saying
it, and most people don't use it anymore.
Sometimes mine writing oft turns archaic, methinks. ^_^
> Erdge sighed deeply. "It's just... I think maybe I
> want to, Mother. Am I wrong? I'm so confused - what should I do?"
MOTHER: ...
ERDGE: Ah, I understand. Thanks, Mother!
^_^
I mean, are they all crazy? ^_^
Depends, doesn't it? Does Pedri really hear Mother? Is Erdge hearing Mother,
or does she just think she is? Frankly, these siblings are the nuttiest
bunch I've written to date. It's surprisingly relaxing to work with them.
^_^
> "Help..."
MOTHER: ...get out of this sticky goo! I mean, I don't care Pedri > says
it's good for my skin; I'm getting tired of it. Besides, I'm > a goddess!
My skin will be perfect no matter what!
ERDGE: Okay, okay... old woman.
Hehehe. Actually, Mother's not quite that airheaded. She'd be quite
down-to-earth, if she were actually touching it... ^_~
> Erdge's eyes shot open as she lurched away from where she
> knelt, stumbling over her own feet and landing solidly on her
> rump.
> Idly rubbing the injured part as she regained her feet, the tall
O_O I love when they do that. :-p
Don't we all? :b
> blonde stared up at the eternally impassive features of Mother,
> who continued bobbing and swaying quietly in her tube of glowing
> blue gel.
>
> "Mother?" she whispered in awe, and gently pressed her fingers
> against the side of her leather mask. "Was that you?"
MOTHER: No.
ERDGE: Ah, great. For a moment I though you'd spoken. Well, see
you!
MOTHER: Byebye!
Ah, an old joke, but a good one. You gotta love the classics! ^_^
> "I don't understand," Erdge whispered plaintively, sinking to
> her knees once again, and clutching her head in both hands as she
> began to rock back and forth. "What are you saying? Which child
> do you want me to help?"
MOTHER: Tytoung... he said... he... was hungry...
ERDGE: Last time I try to contact you, I swear.
LOL!
> "Help... my child... help..."
>
> "WHO?" Screeching in frustration, the blonde girl gripped her
> mask, tugging on it with incredible force. Buckles bent, straps
> snapped, locks were torn from their hinges as the black case tore
> free from her head and soared through the air, bouncing and
> skidding
> across the floor. "Pedri? Or Vyne? How can I be hearing you at > >
all?
> What is going on here?"
>
> "That," an entirely different voice said quietly, as Pedri
> knelt beside the girl and offered her the mask she had
> discarded, "is,
Er, I'd cut the line of dialogue in "That is,". I think it'd read >
better
that way.
Good point. Will fix! ^_^
> by coincidence, the very question I was wishing to put to you, > >
Erdge."
I'm betting Mother wasn't referring to Vyne nor to Pedri. Um...
Usagi?
:-p
Very funny, mister. You know darn well that I ain't gonna tell this early on
what's going on. If I spill everything now, then the rest of the story would
be a moot point. You DO want more chapters, right? ^_^
<'NOTHER SNIP!>
> She
> had stayed out of trouble for nearly a year: obviously she was > >
getting
> a bit out of shape.
Nothing like homicidal Youja out to get you to keep you in shape.
And four Masho who don't have exactly have your health in mind, and Demon
Lords like Saranbou and Lord Kenbukyo, and the Necromancer, and the Mad
Scientist, and Arago, and...
And
five perverted Samurai Troopers... ^_^
Yes, them too. ;)
> It was also, Nasuti noticed, limping severely and bleeding a
> small fountain of crimson fluid from a gash above its right eye. > >
The
> sides of its long body heaved as though it had been running a
> marathon
> through the Sahara Desert. Slowly, even stiffly, the huge
> creature
Heheh. Crazy image.
Well, the guy's already been through it a few times. We're kind of picking
up on a fight already in progress. You may recall that back in Dark Crusade
10, Tytoung and Naaza started pounding on each other. They pretty much never
stopped. ^_^
BTW, I bet he'd win the marathon, if only by eating
the other runners. ^_^
Yeah, that's my take on it. ^_^
<SNIPPY>
> "Oh," Nasuti said numbly, staring at the green-haired man
> before her with eyes wide, "can't complain. You?"
...with wide eyes, (just sounds better to me, suggestion)
I dunno, I kind of like it better the way it is. I guess it's just a case of
styles conflicting.
> with an angry roar. Holding the trunk in one clawed hand, he
> swung it
> at the smaller man's head. Without looking, Naaza performed a
> backflip
> over the oak, kicking off of it like a diving board and vaulting
> feet-first into the giant monster's head. Tytoung staggered back > > a
few
> steps, then swiped again with his makeshift club. Naaza ducked > >
under
Er, Tyoung had already swung the trunk at Naaza, so what's he
swiping with?
Tytoung swung the trunk, he didn't throw it. He's using the thing like a
giant baseball bat: holding onto one end and swinging it. The trunk he's
swiping with is the same trunk he swung with earlier.
> "No problem," Nasuti said, managing a weak smile despite the
> pain shooting through her stomach. "I'm just glad you showed up."
Happened the same than to K'thardin. I didn't notice the moment
she was
injured till I reread the scene for a second time. Was it on
purpose?
Well, I was trying not to focus too much on the hit, because I thought too
much foreshadowing would have made it a bit too obvious. Nasuti herself
barely even noticed getting hit, and neither did Naaza. Sometimes I get a
bit subtle on you guys. ^_^
> "HEY! I was TRYING to be WISTFUL, dammit!" Planting his hands
LOL! Now I remember why I like Naaza so much... ^_^
Me, too. I'd kind of forgotten how much I enjoyed Naaza until I started
writing him again.
<SNNNN... ip!>
> Coughing, Tytoung let his tongue loll out of his mouth.
> Whatever that devil coated his armour with, it felt as if he had > >
just
> had a mouth full of hot coals. And the TASTE! Faugh! That had
> been the
Typo: mouthful (at least that's how I remember it... crappy
memory, and
sleep-deprived at that ^_^)
That's right, but so is the way I wrote it. Technically, a "mouthful" is one
bite. However, you can also have your mouth full of something. Either one
works, but both are acceptable. At least, as far as I know. Anyone out there
know better? ^_^
> gobbet of his blood onto the ground. Well, to the Pit with
> anything
> THAT foul-tasting: he had a rather tender and juicy young female > >
to
Y'know, I don't think that colon belongs there... A semicolon,
maybe? Or
simply a period?
I concur. Definitely a place for a semicolon, not a colon. I really
shouldn't have let that one slip by me. Will fix! ^_^
> glaze, and some of those little potatoes that he liked on the
> side,
> and maybe he could talk one of his darling little sisters into > >
helping
...side. And maybe...
Okay, deal! I'll change it. ^_^
> foliage. A strange, winged shadow glided past the large disc,
> soaring
> overhead without a care in the world.
WINGED SHADOW: Heheh. I will be Mother's Pride. Heheh. Yes, I will.
Heheh. Heh.
Yeah, that'd be about the "winged shadow" thought process right about now.
He's still full of himself from chucking Sailor Saturn over a cliff.
Although why that would make ANYBODY feel good is beyond me. I happen to
LIKE Sailor Saturn.
> As Nasuti watched, her neck
> aching from the strain, the winged form swooped and twirled out > > of
> sight, flying off into the distance.
WINGED SHADOW: I lost Rajura and Hotaru. Heheh. I won't be Mother's
Pride. Heheh. Pedri will kill me. Heheh. Heh.
Slowly and painfully, Pedri will kill him. And, as Pedri himself will point
out in the next chapter, there's not really any RULE that says he has to be
nice enough to bring them back after he's done... >:)
<SNIP>
I've just snipped one of the funniest dialogues in this series up > to
date. Did I mention I like Naaza a lot? Good work!
A lot of people seemed to like that little exchange. It was at least as much
fun to write as it was to read, I assure you. ^_~
> "What?" Nasuti groaned, burying her face in her makeshift
> pillow. Naaza seemed to be saying something important, if only > > the
Um, I'd use a semicolon after "important".
Good idea! I think I'll take you up on that suggestion. ^_^
<TIME FOR THE RAPID SNIP-FIRE!>
> "Nasuti," Naaza said firmly, "I need you to listen to me very
> carefully. What's my name?"
>
> "Naaza."
>
> "And I am...?"
>
> "Cuckoo."
Heheheh. This is just too much. ^_^
I happen to think it's just the right amount, myself... ^_^
Just had to say it. Anyway...
I understand. And away we go, back into the breach!
<SNIP>
Um, I'm not sure I agree with K'thardin in that you should add an >
scene
showing how Naaza found out Tyty was behind Nasuti's condition.
After
all, you include some internal dialogue showing Snaky "suspecting
Tyotung was behind it" (I'm not quoting, BTW--just by memory).
I believe he does make some mention about suspecting Big and Scaly, yes. I
don't remember the exact line, to be honest. It was something along those
lines, though.
HOWEVER,
I would like to know when Naaza realized Nasuti had been poisoned.
Yeah, like I explained to K'thardin, I kind of accidently removed the part
where Naaza learns that. Bit of an editing error, there. I'll go back over
that scene and stick the part back in. It's only about an extra paragraph.
If
I'm right, there's nothing that shows that, and the moment when
Naaza
pulls a Dracula on his girl really took me by surprise.
Well, it's meant to be a bit of an eye-popper, but it wasn't supposed to be
QUITE as unexpected as it wound up being... ^_^
> What he found made no sense. One side of the closet was filled
> with worn and dusty old farm clothes, coarse, unbleached cotton > >
and
> wool, patched roughly and sewn by hand. On other side hung
> clothes
> that would have been fit for a king, once ; stained silk, rotting
Extra space right... ...here! ^
Curses! Foiled! Must... fix... spacing error! ^_^
I wonder about this house... I bet there's a reason it exists,
Yes. There's a very good reason it exists. Basically, someone used to live
there. Someone you may or may not know... ^_~
and that
you'll explain why there were those things in the closet. Or maybe > you
already did, and I just forgot/don't catch the reference?
Well, I did drop a few hints, but don't worry too much if you didn't get it.
The people I'm referring to ARE folks you might know from my story, but they
haven't been around for a while (hint-hint-hint), so you may not have
remembered them. ^_^
<MINI-SNIP>
> Nasuti calmed slightly, and lay still. Naaza glanced up at her
> face, which was composed and serene. Was she trusting him, he
> wondered, or had she just fainted again? Either way, he figured,
Um, is there something missing here? Just "Either way"?
Actually, a part got left out. Originally, that line went "Either way, it
made no difference, he figured, and licked his lips again."
I must have been typing too quickly, and skipped a bit.
> and licked his lips again. "You may feel a slight pressure," he
> rasped. "More like a pinch, really..."
<SNIP>
> Naaza rolled over, and Nasuti gasped. His undergear armour was
> gone for some reason, and the entire left side of his shirt was > >
torn
> to shreds, stained red with blood. The sheets beneath him were
> equally incardine, and the pool was slowly spreading.
"Incardine"? Um, I don't think I know that word. "Incarnadined," >
maybe?
"Incardine" is an older word meaning "red". Shakespeare was fond of using
it, and I figured it would be a fancy way to avoid using the same word too
close to itself.
Though I'm not sure that'd fit...
"Incarnadined"? I'm not even sure if that's a word... I'll have to see if I
can look it up, and get back to you.
<SNIP>
> The pair staggered off into the brush, and Tytoung followed.
Er, the repetition ("The pair staggered off into the brush...") was
intentional, I take it.
Yes. I usually try to avoid using too much repetition, but I figured that
here it wasn't too overstated and helped set the mood quite well.
I'm usually againt them, as you well know, but
this doesn't look so bad...
Whew! I guess I was able to pull it off properly, then. ^_^
<SNIP ACTION, VIOLENCE AND GORE. _MY_ KIND OF SNIP!!!!!>
Okay, you lost me here. It was such a great scene, I couldn't find > it
in
me to care about petty matters as grammar and spelling (though they
seemed perfect to me).
Thanks! It's great to know that you were able to lose yourself in the scene
like that. Fight scenes are harder to write than they look, especially when
they're this long. It's hard to keep it from getting too repetitive and
boring.
After this fight, chapter 12's become my
favoutire of the whole story arc. I think only a Shuten/Pedri
battle
would beat this one, and that's pretty much impossible... right? > ^_~
Well, there's no plans right now for a Shuten/Pedri match-up, but I do
intend for everybody's (least) favorite sibling to go a few rounds with a
number of other interesting people before the story's done. Shuten may just
make it onto the dance card yet... ^_~
> The female had fallen in the slick mud, and was simply staring
> up at him with wide, frightful eyes. He lifted his killing hand,
> planning to break her neck with a single swat, when something
> suddenly
> felt wrong. The female had raised one hand to her mouth, and
> seemed
> to be looking down... following her gaze, Tytoung stared numbly > > at
Following...
Er... Yeah! I knew that! Really, I did!
WIll fix. ^_^
> "I'm insane," Naaza growled. "What's YOUR excuse?" Biting his
> bottom lip until it bled, the Snake Masho wrapped his legs around
> Tytoung's torso and began to squeeze. "What's the matter?
> Feeling a
> bit constricted?"
My kind of dialogue... ^_~
You mean, corny? ^_^
<SNI... Oh, you know...>
> The shield of bubbles boiled away into the top of the tube,
> leaving Mother floating as serenely as before. A single thing had
> changed, however: marking her left cheek was an indigo tattoo
> that
> hadn't been there a moment before. The marking appeared to be
> Japanese kanji.
Strange, as Pedri was supposed to be a Greek or Roman deity--as
inferred
by Nasuti herself. The scroll she had studied had been translated > to
French from, ahem, Latin, right? ^_^
Sure, the scroll was Latin. That doesn't mean Pedri is, it just means that
someone who was Greek or Roman wrote about him (and thus knew he existed).
Keep in mind that when Kayura first saw Vyne, he had japanese kanji on the
sleeves and pantlegs of his outfit.
> Pedri leaned in close, pressing his hand against the surface
> of the tube. "Houshoku," he read aloud. "That means that they
> must
> have gotten Brother Tytolung..." He turned back to Erdge, a
> determined
> look on his features. "Come with me, Erdge. This require our
> immediate
This requires our...
Right. This is what always happens when I type too quickly. :(
Will fix! ^_^
> "Please, Naaza," she whispered, stroking the side of his face,
> slick from rain, "you can't die when you've won! What kind of
NAAZA: Y-yes... I c-can.
NASUTI: No, you can't!
NAAZA: YES, I CAN! Look! *drops dead*
NASUTI: ...
LOL! The sad thing is, Naaza is just stubborn enough that he would probably
do that just to prove her wrong. ^_^
> would do that? Please?" The pulse was there; weak, but there.
>
> Naaza's eyes fluttered open. "I-is he... dead?"
NASUTI: Actually, he's standing behind you, and doesn't look the > worse
for wear...
NAAZA: Oh, _thank you_ for ruining by big triumph!
Hehehe. ^_^
<SNIP TO THE END--IT'S CLOSE, ANYWAY>
> Nasuti looked down at Naaza. With a sigh, she slung him over
> her shoulder and began to follow the silver-haired Masho into the
> pouring rain.
Aw, the beginning of a wonderful relationship... *sigh*
Er, that might depend on who you ask, buddy... ^_~
> **********
>
> To Be Continued...
You betcha!
>From now until it's done, at least. ^_^
After twelve chapter, one better than the last, I'm araid I'm
running
out of original ways of saying basically the same, simple thing:
Well, go ahead and repeat yourself then! I won't stop you! ^_~
this
series is great, impressive. And this chapter was special.
Thanks. I was trying to make it a little something special. ^_^
Sometimes
it's good to forget about the plot for a while, lay back and enjoy > a
good fight. And Naaza being there made it much better...
Well, there WAS a bit of plot in there, you know... Well-hidden, perhaps,
but it was definitely there.
It actually made me feel like finishing that DBZ fic that sits
somewhere
in my HD... ^_^
Go for it! But only if it won't interfere with Silent Battles... ^_~
I'm sorry for the lateness, and for the lack of comments about the
grammar and the spelling. Next time I'll read more carefully and > try
to
find some juicy mistakes for you. ^_^
Goody. I can hardly wait, can you? ^_^
Is there anyone out there who hasn't heard about this series?
I'd wager. But then, I'm humble. ^_^
Yes?
How's
it possible?! Go to the URL at the top of this mail and fix that >
mistake
right now! Go! Go! GO!
Er, yeah! What the man said!
BTW...
/off topic question
Um, Morgan, I was wondering... Remember those Nabiki/Kuno WAFF
fics you
wrote waaaaay back then?
Uhm... (coughs)If I said no, would anyone believe me?
Where can I find them?
Nowhere. Except lurking somewhere on my hard drive. Why?
Are they stored
somewhere?
Like I said, only on my hard drive. I released them on the FFML back when I
first joined last year, and as far as I know, they never really went
anywhere.
What about the initial chapters of _The Path_?
Ah, yes. I still plan to get back to that one of these days, honestly, I do.
It was shelved due to a general lack of interest. That and the fact that I
couldn't write both The Path and RS: Inner Battles at the same time, and
Inner Battles was more popular. I've still got it around here somewhere,
too...
I just wanted
to have a copy...
Okay. If I can find them, I'll send a few copies winging your way! Just make
sure not to drink anything while you read the older works: I was still a
newbie, after all, and I haven't touched them in over a year. ^_^
off topic question/
Well, I'm going to go to writ--sleep now. Hope this helped.
It always does, my good man! Thanks for writing!
Farewell!
-Morgan Hudson
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