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From: "Steven Thesken" <sthesken@earthlink.net>
To: "Fanfic Mailing List" <ffml@fanfic.com>
Sent: Monday, January 01, 2001 5:40 PM
Subject: [FFML] [FFML][R1/2][fanfic] Quantum Destinies 15 (part 2)
Ukyo opened the door to her room quickly, tossed the bags on the floor,
and slammed it shut again. She sprinted to the weapons closet, having
left her large battle spatula behind while she went shopping. Carrying
around a polearm made it difficult to blend into a crowd, and it was
harder to get good service while heavily-armed. She pulled her weapons
out of the closet, slipping her bandoleer of throwing spatulas on. She
was heading into enemy territory today.
It might distract the help a bit, but I'd think going heavily armed would
encourage good service. The point about blending in is well taken though.