Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Wed, 26 Jun 2002 19:08:18 -0400 Sam Vilsmeier <syp104@email.psu.edu>
wrote:
She looked over to her lover, and found her own fears reflected in his girl
{forms : form's} liquid-blue eyes. Slowly their hands met under the table. What ever
happened, they were in it together.
"Ranko-san?" The outer most Senshi turned her head toward the two teens. Her
features slowly softened as she saw the unease in the two {youths : youth's} eyes. With
a small smile on her face, which was now devoid of all obvious negative
emotion, she turned back to Michiru. "Yes, I know Ranko-san."
Setsuna smiled as {: she} shook her head{: , then winced}. She had absolutely no idea why the hell
Ranma was here, but if they kept this lovey-dovey crap up, their cover would
be blown like Mount St. Helens on a bad day. She really needed to talk to
them alone. She winced as another {pan : wave} of {page : pain} screamed its way through her
cranium. God, this thinking was aggravating her hangover.
"That's-{absoulty : absolutely}-positively-fine-you-can-come-with-us-if-you-want!"
sputtered Ranma.
Setsuna growled, and turned to Ranma, "Well what do you think?"
Ranma stared blankly for a moment, then smirked, "I could tell you but then
I'd have to kill you."
Wouldn'ta thunk he had it in 'im.
As {Hotaru walked off :} Hotaru walked off, Setsuna spoke up. "Hotaru-chan, when
you come down, can I see those {sandles : sandals} you bought?"
Hotaru froze in place and began to mutter numerous curses, then growled and
twisted around {glairing : glaring} Setsuna in the eyes with a venomous look. "No, I {can
't : can't}! There are no damn sandals! I was buying pregnancy tests! Now are you
happy?"
I'm glad to see that hook used. It was fun to watch Setsuna come so close
to blowing Hotaru's cover without having a clue.
Setsuna laughed dryly. "Another thing you learn with age, 'Not everything is
as it appears to be'... and flattery will get you nowhere, mister."
I guess Haruka and Michiru were having too much fun watching 'Ranko' twist
in the wind to notice that last word. Payback time. :}P
Ranma gulped and quickly garbled out, "I-said-nothing-absolutely nothing!
I-{thing-your : think-you're-a}-oh-so-beautiful-young-lady!"
Ranma blushed as he looked over his future wife. She was dressed in a purple
sweeter, black miniskirt, {healed : low-heeled} boots, and long black stockings that left
just a small ring of skin visible between them and the bottom of her skirt.
It was times like this that he was glad to be a man.
Michiru sighed, "Who knew Hotaru-chan, would grow up to be a hentai..."
Haruka nodded. "The girlfriend I can handle, but a boyfriend too?"
Both lesbians looked at each other, and in one voice said, "Yuck..."
I was waiting for that. Society is so agressively hetrosexual that I'm
sure they were willing to go along with either even though they have no
idea why she'd find a boy interesting.
"I understand," said {they : the} young martial artist.
Setsuna smiled slightly. "While I'm slightly annoyed for {reason : reasons} that I can't
mention in present company, he's not a bad choice. He's honorable and
caring." Setsuna sighed, shook her head, then continued. "Tell him the
truth, Hotaru. He'll find out eventually, and it would be better if it was
on our terms. Don't worry, he's trustworthy."
Setsuna lifted her arms, refusing the card. "Keep it. 100,000 yen is not
enough for a ring {worth : worthy} of a girl like Hotaru. That card has a one million
yen limit. Just buy what you want and pay me back later. Consider it a
{ lone : loan}."
Ranma shrugged. "For a moment, I thought you were like one of my 'fianc�e's'
sisters... You know, manipulative, cold hearted, cheap..." A Shojo wooden
mallet, courtesy of Setsuna, interrupted Ranma's speech.
It had to happen eventually. "So uncute..."
With an uncharacteristic angry twitch, she said, "First lesson you should
have learned in life kiddo: learn to shut the hell up!"
Being out of the loop is really getting to Setsuna. The hangover isn't
helping either.
Setsuna sighed, and turned to Hotaru. "As I was saying, he's a good kid but
{need : he needs} to be house broken. I think you {could : can} pull it off... oh, and you kids
should cut down on the lovey-dovey crap in front of the others. It might
expose you."
"Man, you hit like Akane," commented Ranma, as he lifted himself {of : from : off} the
sidewalk.
"Setsuna-mama!" objected Hotaru, fearful for Ranma's health. He was a human,
a normal human. How could he ever hope to survive a battle with even a weak
{Youma : youma}. Setsuna could have just signed his death warrant.
Is this before or after Galaxia?
"And then Akane opened her eyes. I thought that things might {: go better} from that point
on, and {it : they} did, for about a week," completed Ranma.
Ranma rolled his eyes. What was it with girls and jewelry? He had a much,
much greater {understand : understanding} of {woman : women} then almost any man, but this was one {: thing} that
always stumped him.
Setsuna giving Ranma a credit card in his own name was a nice touch.
With little else said, the two entered the hotel. Unfortunately the did not
enter unobserved. Across the street a {blond : blonde} with a red bow in her hair had
seen the whole exchange.
I can just see Minako and Makoto bursting into the room trying to protect
Hotaru and finding Saturn sitting on the bed and Ranma passed out on the
floor.