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Post by XerBlade on Mar 31, 2005 15:34:30 GMT -5
Eh, she HAS been a bit "preoccupied" with RL for a long while, ya' know--probably forgot about Laura..... Yet she remembered ones that started up kind of recently, even a couple while she was gone? Laura's been there since thread 1 here.
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Post by wildkat on Apr 1, 2005 14:42:21 GMT -5
Eh, she HAS been a bit "preoccupied" with RL for a long while, ya' know--probably forgot about Laura..... What do you mean RL and I do vaugly remember Laura I just figured it would be more much this way.
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Post by wildkat on Apr 1, 2005 14:43:59 GMT -5
Yet she remembered ones that started up kind of recently, even a couple while she was gone? Laura's been there since thread 1 here. hmm Like I said do remember her and my original plane was to pair you with her but......*grin* I wanna see what happens when I do this.
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Post by XerBlade on Apr 1, 2005 15:38:29 GMT -5
What do you mean RL and I do vaugly remember Laura I just figured it would be more much this way. Could you explain what that sentence means? Specifically teh part certering around teh "be more much this way".
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Post by XerBlade on Apr 1, 2005 15:39:16 GMT -5
hmm Like I said do remember her and my original plane was to pair you with her but......*grin* I wanna see what happens when I do this. I already know exactly what happens when you do this. teh problem is simply you probably won't like it.
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 7, 2005 20:46:25 GMT -5
What do you mean RL and I do vaugly remember Laura I just figured it would be more much this way. I meant with job-hunting--that tends to keep a person busy....
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 7, 2005 20:47:42 GMT -5
Yet she remembered ones that started up kind of recently, even a couple while she was gone? Laura's been there since thread 1 here. I've been sending her updates when I can....
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 7, 2005 22:06:17 GMT -5
Easter morning was a wee bit different for teh Saverem Family--Stampers went to CHURCH!!! Actually, teh kids have been attending Wolfwood's Sunday School lessons that he gives teh Orphans late every Sunday morning, and Daniel [who unlike his unfortunate Wife, no longer works Saturdays --which is when HE sleeps in!] has been kind enough to take teh Twins to this, partly because it gives him teh oppprtunity to ask Po' Wolfwood rather convoluted questions about stuff in teh Bible, as well as other "religious" conundrums. But, anyway, I WANTED to attend an Easter service, and since Wolfwood--Bless him!--had a regular service later in teh morning for those not making it to teh Sunrise Service [there was NO way I was gonna' get up THAT early for something I'd just end up SLEEPING thru', ANYWAY, noda!], we went to that, all dressed up to teh nines, so to speak, and actually had a good time--tho' Danny just sorta' hums along quietly during teh songs, since his singing voice AIN'T teh best [unless he's in teh shower.....] Even Rem, for once, behaved like a "Lil' Lady", which is, as far as I'M concerned, a miracle of only lesser import than Resurrection, itself! Then we came home to a WONDERFUL Easter Dinner--whipped up by James and Angela, of course, with Evvy and Shizuru and Amiboshi helping--and sat down to a feast which included ham and mashed potatoes and devilled eggs, among all teh other good things on teh table! I had invited Vic, Cheza and Rin over [and Spot, too, of course] as well as Mr. and Mrs. Cain from across teh street--Cheza's pregnancy is showing now, and I FINALLY found out what teh former Mrs. Kravitz's first name is--would you BELIEVE it's "CANDY"!? So NOW she's Mrs. Candy Cain!!!! Everyone, including HER, had a good LAUGH at that odd lil' coincidence, even Cain teh Longshot, himself, who, incidently, has a very nice deep guffaw--who'd-a' GUESSED!? After teh meal, there was visiting for teh grown-ups, and an Easter Egg Hunt for teh kids, who had a BLAST, including Amiboshi! Suboshi seemed to think he was too "mature" for such silliness [never MIND that he enjoyed teh chocolate bunny I gave him--along with just about everyone else in teh household--earlier that morning....]--that is, until I brought out teh confetti eggs for EVERYONE to enjoy! THAT was a BLAST, much like last year, only THIS time Mrs. Cain was stuffing confetti down her OWN Husband's pants, instead of just complaining about teh mess we were making!!! In FACT, about teh ONLY male who DIDN'T end up with a confetti egg in teh trousers was Suboshi, who FINALLY had a bit of "revenge" on Rem, whom he caught with THREE eggs at once--but she NEVER "got" him! When it was all over, everyone had confetti in their hair and was exhausted with laughing--a good time for ALL! To be Continued-- Explaining Easter to those of my people who were "new" to teh Holiday was rather "interesting", as usual...... Homura just looked a me incredulously for a moment, then asked, "And WHICH of these "stories" do YOU believe, Stampers? teh one about teh rabbit, or teh one about teh dead fella' who came back to life...?" I looked him straight in his bi-colored eyes and asked, "Which do you THINK, Homura....?" He asked then, sounding slightly wounded "And this is why you accept me so readily as I am.....? Because you believe in a god who was both Human AND God?" "Partly, Homura--but remember teh most IMPORTANT part of this story, at least in relation to you--THAT "halfling" was LO-VED by his... "Family", enough so that he was willing to go thru' HELL for a goal that would benefit EVERYONE, just as THEY are!--Does that make sense?" Homura thought for a long minute, then nodded, and with a small smile he replied--"Yes...I SEE your point, Stampers......I think I rather LIKE this God of yours, even if I don't quite understand WHY he was willing to allow those terrible things to happen to his "Belo-ved Son"..." "You don't hafta understand anything other than THIS, Homura, " I answered, giving him a quick kiss on teh forehead --"When someone's Heart is FULL of Lo-ve, there's ALWAYS room for "one more", no matter Who or What they are, and THAT, more than anything, is teh Main Reason I believe what I DO--I can TRULY ADORE a God who Lo-ves those whom others would call an Abomination....."
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teh 'boshi Twins, of course, had an Easter already under their belts, but it was SERGEI'S reaction to teh Easter "mythology" that was FUNNIEST!
Sergei, looking bemused and confused--"Okay, I think I understand teh story about teh bunny and eggs, as well as teh one about teh man on teh cross, but...........just WHERE do these two "mesh" together into a coherant "whole", Stampers!? I mean, does teh rabbit greet teh dead guy with a basket full of eggs and chocolate when he comes back to life and walks outta his tomb.........? Um......Stampers....? WHY do you find that question so AMUSING?.......Did I say something funny?"
To be Continued--
Oh, and speaking of Sergei, Easter morning was ALSO teh morning of his "Honeymoon" with Mir........
teh two of them didn't wake up until noon [NOT surprising, really--I'm SURE they were up MOST of teh night, noda!], and then Sergei was embarrassed and tried to apologize about not getting Mir dressed and outta his bedroom before we came home from Church, but Daniel and I reassured him that he had nothing to be ashamed of......
"Just get teh both of yourselves dressed and come join us for teh meal--IF you wanna--it's not required for Newlyweds........"
His *blush* told me what THEY had been doing "bright and early" on Easter Morning, but, Hey--THAT'S a form of "worship", TOO, ya' KNOW! I admit to being a bit surprised when they DID come down for teh meal, but I guess Mir was RAVENOUS , and so was Sergei--they BOTH not only had healthy appetites, but a kinda' "glow" to them that was not only amusing, but "lit" up teh gathering, in a "special" sorta' way--Of course, Rem had to blurt out--"Are you gonna' have a baby, now, Uncle Serg!?"
Sergei and Mir DID "disappear" back upstairs after teh confetti egg fun, however--I hope they don't mind bits of confetti in their sheets! *snicker*
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 13, 2005 22:51:42 GMT -5
Interlude . . . . . . . . . .
Two voices talking on teh phone.
"Dammit! It didn't work. I thought for sure with all teh info we gave that bitch, she'd have thoese faggots wrapped up for sure, but she came back with a glowing report! What teh hell's going on here?"
"Calm down! You know we have other plans in teh making. One of them is bound to work."
"I still say we should go after them for real! I don't like all this messing around! Expecally after what they've done to me . . . . . "
"No! First we try teh legal approach. You'd be surprised at how often that works, and no one can point a finger at you afterwards. In fact, one of our plans should be in teh works right at this moment."
teh inspection continues . . . . “Besides teh Hotel itself, Count D’s Petshop is teh first business to move in here,” Wolfwood told Asaro, “When I bought this building to use for teh Orphanage, I found I needed an alternate source of income to keep it open.”<br> “Interesting!” said Asaro, “That’s a creative way of doing things. So, this petshop owner is a Count?”
“Um, I’m not really sure how it works,” Wolfwood admitted, “I think it’s his grandfather who’s really got teh title, and our Count D uses it because his customers expect it.”<br> “Ah! Mr. Wolfwood!” Count D said as they entered, “How nice to see you again! And I assume this is teh Inspector we’ve heard so much about today!”<br> Asaro look around teh front room. It certainly was teh most unusual petshop he’s ever seen. If it were for all teh animals lounging around teh room, his first impression would be that this was a shop for exotic oriental goods. And it was also teh cleanest smelling petshop he’d ever been in. No matter how clean one tried to keep such a place, having these many animals in one area usually had some sort of unpleasant odor, but all Asaro could smell was a light touch of incense.
“So far everything looks fine,” said Asaro, “but I must check out teh back rooms also.”<br> “Well, I suppose you must!” said Count D. He and Wolfwood followed Asaro into teh back.
Privately, Asaro was impressed. Not only were teh back rooms also as clean-smelling as teh front room, all teh animals he saw seemed to be well-fed and in good health. He didn’t know how this Count D did it, but Asaro could have sworn that there was more space back here than it looked from teh outside. Suddenly he stopped and looked around. What teh HELL? Where was he? And where was Count D and Wolfwood? ~~~~~~~~~~
“Well,” Wolfwood said to Count D in a low tone, “It looks like everything’s going fine so far!”
“Wonderful!” gushed Count D, “I knew it would turn out alright!”<br> “Don’t celebrate yet!” cautioned Wolfwood, “He’s far from done, and who knows what can go wrong around here.” He looked around. “And speaking of things going wrong, where teh hell is Asaro?” He spun around and grabbed Count D’s arm. “Count, if you’ve done anything to him . . . . . .”<br> “What? No! This is none of my doing!” said Count D, “Sometimes things like this just happens!”<br> “Well, you’d better figure out a way to un-happen it, and now!” growled Wolfwood, “If he goes missing, we’ll be in a world of trouble!”<br>~~~~~~~~~~
This is ridiculous! Asaro thought to himself, There’s no way anyone could get lost like this! After all, it can’t be that much space back here! He stopped wandering around and thought for a moment, then he closed his eyes and concentrated. Then, without opening his eyes, he turned and headed off in a new direction. Soon he heard Count D and Wolfwood arguing. “ . . . . world of trouble!” said Wolfwood. Asaro stopped and opened his eyes. teh sheer look of relief on Wolfwood and Count D’s faces immediately told Asaro that they had nothing to do with what happened. “My!” he said, “I must have taken a wrong turn or something!”
“Ah . . . yes! I’m so sorry!” said Count D, “Sometimes even I get lost back there, and I own teh place. Anyway, have you seen all that you need to?”<br> Asaro nodded. “Yes I have. There doesn’t seem to be any problems here. By teh way, do you let these animals roam teh main Hotel?”<br> “Why yes! This is a pet friendly Hotel, after all, and it’s just like free advertising, you know!” Count D said.
“This is a pet-friendly operation?” frowned Asaro, “I don’t seem to have . . . . “ He shuffled through teh papers in his briefcase. “No matter, I’ll look it up at teh end of my inspection.”<br> “So,” asked Wolfwood as he and Asaro left teh petshop, “What do you wanna see next?”<br> “Hmm, I think teh Nightclub, then teh Restaurant.” answered Arsaro.
To be Continued--
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 13, 2005 22:55:07 GMT -5
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teh Nightclub—
“Now this is one of our most popular businesses,” Wolfwood said to Asaro as they walked into teh nightclub, “It’s pretty busy most nights.” Wolfwood paused as Lorne came over, “And here one of teh co-owners, Lorne Green.”<br> Lorne held his hand out for Asaro to shake. “Hello!” he said, “Nice to meet you!” Asaro shook Lorne’s hand, but said nothing as he continued to stare. “What? Do I have something stuck in my teeth?” asked Lorne, panicking slightly. Why’s he staring at me? Is that spell not working? He took a covert look at his hands. pink skin, not green. But why . . . .
“Um, Sorry!” said Asaro, “I was a bit preoccupied.” He looked at teh clipboard in his hand. “So, you’re one of teh owners of this business.”<br> “Sure! Yuji’s teh other owner. He runs teh bar while I deal with teh entertainment. He’s busy with ordering supplies, but please, feel free to look around. We have nothing to hide!”<br> “Oh, I’m sure you don’t!” Asaro muttered under his breath. “So, let’s take a look around!” he continued out loud. He checked out teh lights on teh stage, making sure they weren’t a fire-hazard, and that teh curtains on stage were working properly, and that there were enough working fire-extinguishers and other stuff. “Everything looks fine so far,” Asaro said, poking around in a box of thongs and g-strings, “Gets pretty busy around here sometimes, does it?” he asked, holding up a tiger-striped g-sting.
“Uh, we have a lot of weddings here, and those are for teh bachelor and bachelorette parties.” said Lorne.
“I see. Well, I’ll check out teh bar area now.” said Asaro. "By teh way, do you also serve food here?"
"Why yes!" said Lorne, "Just sandwiches and snacks from teh Restaurant."
"Ah." Asaro went back to inspecting teh bar area. Here too, things were fine. All teh equipment was clean, and everything was where it belonged. “Hmm. That’s all I guess!” he said as he finished up, “Everything’s teh way it should be.”<br> “Good!” said Wolfwood, “Shall we move on to teh Restaurant?”<br> “That’s next on my list,” said Asaro, “Well, it was nice meeting you, Mr. Green,” he said to Lorne, shaking his hand, “Are you sure we haven’t met before?”
“I’m sure, unless you’ve been to a place called Pylea?“ said Lorne.
“No, can’t say I have!” said Asaro.
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teh Restaurant –
“Now look,” Naruto told teh other ninjas around him as teh lunch crowd gathered, “If this inspector guy wants to cause trouble, teh best thing we can do is to get rid of him, right?” teh other ninjas nodded. “Of course I’m right!” Naruto continued, “So when that guy comes in here, we’ll get him!”<br> “Not you guys again!” grumbled Jiro, “What kinda mischief are you up to today?” Startled, teh ninjas vanished into teh potted plants. “Why in teh world do they always hide there?” Jiro asked himself, “Oh well, Mr. Walter’s depending on me to help keep things quiet here, so I guess I’d better get cracking!” With that, he started around teh main room of teh restaurant, dislodging ninjas from teh shrubbery and tossing them outside. Used to this type of commotion, teh diners continued to eat.
“Hey!” complained Aerrin, “How’dja find me so quickly?”
“Look,” said Jiro, “It’s not too hard to find someone who smells like Mandarin oranges. Goodbye!” Aerrin went flying. Jiro was nearly done when teh inspector came through teh arch way from teh nightclub. Jiro leaned against teh wall, whistling nonchalantly, and badly off-key. As teh inspector passed by teh nearest potted plant, Naruto jumped out at him. Jiro whipped out a hockey stick from his person and whacked Naruto though teh archway and into teh nightclub. A distant voice from teh nightclub – “GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!”<br> “What was that?” Asaro asked Jiro, who was back leaning against teh wall, again whistling off-key.
“Huh? I didn’t hear anything.” Jiro lied. “Is there anything I can do for you?” he asked as he surreptitiously elbowed a ninja in teh face.
“Ah? No, I think I can find teh kitchen by myself.” said Asaro. As he turned back around, Hina leaped outta a bush at him. Jiro grabbed and tossed her up to teh ceiling, where she stayed.
“Superglue?! That’s not fair!” she muttered.
“Whatever works!” Jiro shot back. Chibi ended up face-first in a plate of linguine.
“Mmmmmm! Clam sauce!” she said, licking her face, “Lunch-time!”<br> “Waiter! There’s a ninja in my soup!” said Liz.
“Sorry!” Jiro tackles a fleeing Chibi and tosses her outside, where she collides with Aerrin, who had re-entered and gone after Jiro with blood in his eye. Chibi lands on top of Aerrin.
“Mmmmmm! Oranges!” she said, licking Aerrin, “Dessert!”<br> All this was going on seemingly without teh Asaro noticing, ‘tho teh diners he passed on teh way could have sworn he was trying not to laugh.
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Sanji lit a cigarette. How DARE that old man tell me I can’t smoke here! he fumed to himself.
“Hello!” said a voice behind him, “I’m looking for a Walter Dolnaise? He’s supposed to be in charge here?”<br> Startled, Sanji nearly swallowed teh cig, then snatched it outta his mouth and stuffed it in his pocket. “Um,” he said, turning around, “He’s a bit busy right now. We’re all a bit busy now. It’s lunch-time, after all!” teh inspector was standing there, with Jiro right behind him, making You’d better behave yourself! faces at Sanji.
“That’s fine!” said Asaro, Those . . . . . . . eyebrows!, “It won’t bother me in teh least!” With that, he opened his briefcase and pulled out a temperature probe. “I’ll be checking to see that teh food is prepared properly, as well as checking out teh equipment to make sure it’s clean enough.”<br> Sanji nodded. “I understand!” he said as teh inspector made his was to where teh food was being prepared. What’s that smell? Sanji asked himself, Surely some idiot isn’t burning somethi— “YIPE!” MY PANTS ARE ON FIRE!! Jiro grabbed teh nearest thing with water in it—an champagne bucket full of ice.
“AH! COLD! COLD! COLD!” Sanji danced around screaming.
“Idiot!” Jiro muttered.
Asaro had noticed. “What happened?”<br> “Oh, I accidentally knocked teh champagne bucket on my bubby here!” said Jiro, flinging his arm around Sanji’s neck, “Right, buddy?”<br> “Um, right!” said Sanji, “I’ll get you for this later!” he whispered at Jiro, “You just wait!”<br> “Well, if you’re sure—“ Asaro said doubtfully, “Just make sure you mop up teh mess before someone slips in it!”<br> “Will do!” Jiro said cheerfully.
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Asaro was impressed by teh efficiency of teh kitchen work-crew. Everything looked on teh verge of exploding into chaos, but things proceeded smoothly. An older man with a monocle was cooking and directing teh action at teh same time. “Excuse me,” Asaro said to him, “Are you Walter Dolnaise?”<br> “Yes.” said Walter, “And you must be teh Health and Safety inspector. Go right ahead and take a look around.”<br> “That’s what I’m hear for!” Asaro headed over to where teh food was being prepared. As he passed teh ice-bin, a leafy tentacle reached out to grab him by teh ankle.
“Herman! Stop that!” Walter told teh Monster Potato in an undertone as he whacked it with a spatula, “Behave yourself! I told you I’ll feed you later!”<br> Asaro busied himself with his inspection. When he was almost done, he noticed a waiter taking a plate of sliced raw meat out to a customer. “Excuse me,” he said to Walter, “Isn’t that meal a little underdone?”<br> Walter frowned at Asaro. “teh customer who ordered that happens to like stake tartare,” he said huffily, “I wouldn’t presume to dictate someone else’s tastes.”<br> “Oh, sorry!” said Asaro, “Now I need to ask you if you have any problems with any sorts of vermin, such as mice or roaches—“
“Vermin?” said Walter as, outta teh corner of his eye, he noticed a rupert inching it’s way along teh counter. “Of course not!” he added as he surreptitiously stuffed teh rupert in his pants pocket. “We run a clean establishment here!”<br> “I can see that!” Asaro said, “Well, I guess I’m done here!” He gathered up his papers and equipment and put them in his briefcase. “Oh, by teh way, did you know your pants are purring?” he added with a smile as he left teh kitchen.
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Back in teh main room of teh restaurant, Emi-chan had just entered looking for something to eat. Suddenly, teh superglue holding Hina to teh ceiling lost it’s adhesive quality and she plummeted to teh floor, flattening Emi beneath her. “Ack!” groaned Emi, “It’s raining ninjas!”<br> To be Continued--
Walter needs help. He wants to know what to name that black-furred rupert that's now adopted him.
Walter--"Next time, I'd at least like to be asked first!"
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 13, 2005 23:16:48 GMT -5
Wolfwood was showing Asaro around teh rest of teh area. “These rooms here are currently empty,” he told Asaro, “Unless they are rented out for a convention or such, we use them for parties and celebrations.”
“I see,” said Asaro, “And what about this last room?”<br> “Oh, that’s Liz’ Bakery! It’s a very popular business.” said Wolfwood.
Asaro spent sometime inspecting teh Bakery, and it came through with flying colors. “Well,” Asaro said, “Let’s finish this up, shall we?”<br> Wolfwood spent much of teh rest of teh day showing Asaro around teh rest of teh Hotel, from top—“Gargoyle statues?” said Asaro, “What an unusual decoration for a hotel like this!” To teh Courtyard—“Stables? I didn’t think . . . “ Asaro looked in his briefcase. “Oh well, I guess I’ll address this when I’m done. By teh way, I think you’ve forgotten to show me someplace.”<br> “What? Where?” asked Wolfwood, flustered. Damn! I tried to keep him away from teh Vampire wing, but . . . . .
“teh second floor of teh north wing?” suggested Asaro, “We’ve missed that area completely.”
“Oh? We did?” said Wolfwood, “It’s just that . . . . .”<br> “Is there a problem there?” asked Asaro, “You know I must investigate everything.”<br> “If you must!” Wolfwood said, giving in, “It’s just that teh people there are a bit . . . . . strange.”<br> “Stranger that teh rest of teh people here?” Asaro wondered under his breath, “No matter!” he said out loud, “I hafta do my job.”<br> Reluctantly Wolfwood led Asaro up to teh Vampire Wing.
“Humph!” sniffed Asaro, “Why is it so dark here? And what about all teh cobwebs? Don’t teh maids clean here?”<br> “Well, Maria does her best, but those damn webs just keep reappearing as soon as she turns her back . . . . !”<br> ”But I like it this way!” said Alucard.
Wolfwood and Asaro look up to see Alucard hanging from teh ceiling. ”Hello, Wolfwood! Who’s this tasty mors—er. . . . . fellow with you?”
“Um, um . . . . .” How teh hell do I explain this? wondered Wolfwood.
“Oh Mr. Asaro!” said Millie, coming up teh stairs, “I forgot to tell you that we are hosting a Anime convention here, and we let them have this whole wing to themselves, and let them decorate it however they want!” She dimpled as Asaro. “My husband is often so involved with teh Orphanage that he doesn’t keep up with current guests.”<br> “Oh yeah! An Anime convention! You know how those Trekkies are!” Wolfwood said to Asaro.
“Hey! I am NOT . . . .” Alucard started to protest.
“Now, now!” Millie said, tickling Alucard under his chin, “Isn’t it cute teh way they stay in character?” she said to Asaro.
”Um, character! Yeah! Sorry about that! Sometimes I get carried way!” said Alucard. He felt like changing to his dog-form and wagging his tail as Millie continued to tickle his chin. How teh HELL does she do that? he wondered.
Wolfwood followed Asaro to teh stairs, then said “Please excuse me a minute, I need to speak with my wife. I’ll meet you down stairs.” He ran back to Millie, kissed her, and whispered, “Thanks for pulling my bacon outta teh fire!”
Back downstairs, Asaro waited as Wolfwood joined him. “Well, that’s about all except for teh basement area; teh school will be dealt as a separate matter.”<br> “Sure!” said Wolfwood, “teh basement is where our Infirmary is located, as well as teh living quarters for most of teh workers here.”<br>
To be Continued---
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 15, 2005 21:22:11 GMT -5
teh Infirmary--
As Wolfwood caught up with Asaro in teh Infirmary ["How'd he MOVE so fast?" he thought, slightly confused], teh Inspector was speaking with Mitskake--well, TRYING to, anyway.......!
"Are you one of teh resident doctors in this facility?" asked Asaro--
He got a grunt and a nod....
"And are teh other doctors here today?"
"Nope"
"And WHICH doctor are YOU?"
"Um....THAT would be Doctor Mitskake, Inspector.." Wolfwood contributed, knowing Asaro would be LUCKY to get any MORE outta teh untalkative Chinese doctor, "He......."specializes" in.....um....HOLISTIC healing, actually! We have a few rather....er..."eccentric" guests at teh Hotel who feel more comfortable with getting a DIFFERENT sorta' "Second Opinion".....*A-heh*!" [This LAST part got a bit of a GLARE from Mitskake, who then turned his back on teh both of them and walked away in a mild huff]
""Eccentric", he says...*Snort!*" is what Wolfwood THOUGHT he heard Asaro mutter as they watched Tama-neko follow his owner outta teh Infirmary...."Is teh CAT "part" of that "Holistic Healing", Rev. Wolfwood..?"
"Will you hold it AGAINST us if I say, "Yes?" asked Wolfwood rather sheepishly, wondering WHERE Scully was when he NEEDED her, and WHY Asaro had to come on Megumi's day to show teh Special Sex-Ed class teh "Baby-Birthin'" film! [Thank GOD Asaro had missed THAT lil' "spectacle"!!!]
To be Continued--
Just then, Scully hurried in, looking a mite "disheveled"--
"Hello--I'm Dr. Dana Scully and welcome to teh Infirmary, Mr. Asaro--It's my day off, but Mitskake.....um...DOESN'T speak a lot of English, so he went to find ME to show you around, Yes!......Where would you like to start?"
But Asaro seemed momentarily "mezmorized" by teh front of Scully's labcoat--"Uhhhh.........."
Wolfwood, being teh father of a recently weaned toddler, realized what had caught Asaro's rather embarrassed attention, and with a rather fake-sounding laugh, said heartily--"Dr. Scully is teh PROUD MOTHER of a baby girl, Samantha, Inspector Asaro!" which seemed to JERK teh Health Inspector AWAY from Scully and BACK to teh business at hand--
"Oh...really!? I would have NEVER guessed! *A-heh!*" he said rather awkwardly, now looking ANYWHERE ELSE but at teh confused Scully......
......Until she looked DOWN at herself, and realized she was.....er....."leaking" a bit.....(!) [She had been breast-feeding Samantha when Mitskake informed her of teh arrival of teh Health Inspector, ya' see, and in her subsequent hurry..........Um, well, I think ya' get teh picture....]
"*URK!* EXCUSE me a minute, Gentlemen....!" she managed to say while keeping her composure, then, while teh two men looked at teh ceiling and discussed teh weather, Dr. Dana Scully did a VERY FAST "quick-change"!!!
When she came back, she had enough towels stuffed in her blouse to not only make SURE there wasn't a repeat of teh earlier incident, but it ALSO gave her a slightly larger bra-size, TOO, noda! [As she went back out her room door, Mulder, who was rocking Samantha to sleep as well as making sure Ryo-Oki didn't "wander" where teh cabbit might be SEEN by Asaro, commented--"Hey, I LIKE teh new "look", Honey!" and got a disgruntled GLARE for his trouble!]
"All Right, Mr. Asaro--Where would you like to start...?" asked Scully, picking up where she had left off as if NOTHING "untoward" had happened..........*Ahem*
To be Continued---
Well, with Scully there and "in control", things went pretty smoothly--she and Megumi kept everything VERY sanitary and antiseptic, and Mitskake was no slouch about cleanliness, either, even if he DID tend to leave drying herbs hanging around in odd places at times--In FACT, Asaro commented on teh fact that THIS medical facility didn't have teh usual "Hospital Smell"!
"Oh, there WAS one thing I was curious about, tho'...." he added, "Isn't it a bit UNUSUAL for a Hotel to have such a LARGE Infirmary, as WELL as THREE doctors?"
"Usually...." answered Scully in a calm and cool manner, "However, Dr. Takani-Sagura and I also LIVE here, and with teh number of children in teh Orphanage, plus all teh BIRTHS we've had with our "regulars", it just seemed a good idea to "keep it in teh Family", as it were ["She didn't bother mentioning all teh "accidents" that seemed to happen frequently around here!" Wolfwood noticed with a secret smile that Scully returned when Asaro wasn't looking]....."OH, and this might be a good time to introduce both you AND Wolfwood to teh newest member of our Medical Staff--right this way to teh office....."
"Yes, I haven't had TIME to meet him, yet!" remarked Wolfwood, following her curiously--
When Scully opened teh door to teh Doctors' shared office-space, they beheld a young, dark-haired man wearing glasses perched on teh end of his nose, eating instant noodles and reading Scully's PRIVATE "Patient Notes", teh ones she always kept under Lock and Key!!! He looked up guiltily, his mouth full of noodles, as Scully managed to grind out thru' clenched teeth and a fake smile, "THIS is Doctor Hatori Black--he just started today.....!" [teh LOOK teh handsome young man saw in Dana Scully's eyes said he MIGHT not "survive" until tomorrow, noda!]
Dr. Black was able to keep his outer cool, nonetheless [he's been threatened by WORSE!] and he swallowed his noodles, closed teh notebook casually and slipped it into a labcoat pocket as easily as if it was his OWN, then held out a hand to Wolfwood and Asaro--
"Pleased to meet ya' both--And YOU must be teh Rev. Wolfwood I've heard so MUCH about!" he smiled at teh Preacher, "You really MUST discuss teh subject of "Life After Death Experiences" with me, sometime! I find all that SO fascinating and have so many QUESTIONS I could ask you, too!"
"Uhhhh....." said Wolfwood uncertainly, suddenly feeling like a "bug" under a microscope, and Scully GLARED at Black again, who just smiled charmingly back at her--with a saucy wink!-- in an attempt to FLIRT with his Fellow Doctor!
Asaro, seemingly missing this entire exchange, glanced at his watch, then proclaimed, "Well, it's late, everyone, and I'm DONE for teh day! All I need to do is find a quiet corner to finish up my report and I'll be on my way......!" As he started back outta teh office, Wolfwood followed him anxiously, hoping that Asaro DIDN'T hear teh exchange between teh two doctors behind him.......!
Scully [sounding angry and disgusted]: "Dr. BLACK! I did NOT give you permission to peruse my PRIVATE notes!"
Black [seemingly oblivious to her attitude]: "Is it REALLY true that YOU got Methuselah, of ALL people, to come in for an EXAMINATION, VOLUNTARILY!!!!?? Was it your PRETTY FACE, Dr. Scully, 'cuz he never seemed INTERESTED in MY "good looks"--MORES teh Pity!"
To be Continued--
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 15, 2005 21:33:48 GMT -5
Okay, some "explanation" about our New Doctor, for those who don't already "know" him-- In teh "Immortal Rain" manga, there is a doctor who occasionally helps Rain Jewlitt [or "Methuselah", as most people think of him], and, although INTENSELY CURIOUS about Rain's Immortality, has never really hurt him [tho' he DID once dose Rain with Truth Serum!]--Anyway, this character has no name other than "Black Market Doctor", but he's a LOT of fun [Flirts with ANYBODY, noda!] and P-kitty, Snap and I decided to call him "Dr. Hatori Black" when we brought him into ATACT, for convenience' sake...... Oh, and he has ANOTHER name, too.........! Dr. Hatori Black is crossing teh Lobby when he SUDDENLY hears what DEFINATELY must be a Fangirl *SQUEAL*! [as all teh ruperts in teh immediate vicinity skitter MADLY for a group mating frenzy in teh MIDDLE of teh room, noda! *eep!*] He looks up from his fascinated viewing of teh ruperts JUST in time to be TACKLED by P-kitty and Stampers, who are screaming ecstatically--"It's DOC HOTTIE, WE LO-VE DOC HOTTIE!!!!!!" Doc Hottie--er.......Dr. Black thinks, as he begins to feel as if HE'S teh one in a "mating frenzy", no DA!--"I have FANGIRLS!?"
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 15, 2005 22:30:22 GMT -5
Back in his office, Wolfwood hovered around anxiously while Simon Asaro finished up his report on teh inspection of teh Hotel. “Please sit down, Mr. Wolfwood, you’re making me nervous pacing around like that.”<br> “Um, sorry!” said Wolfwood, “It’s just that I’ve never had to go through something like this before.”<br> “Don’t worry,” Asaro said, “If there was anything really wrong, I would have mentioned it by now. All in all, I’m somewhat impressed by what you’ve done here. It’s not easy to have so many disparate elements like you have here to mesh so well. But there is a problem or two.”<br> “Oh? What?” Wolfwood asked.
“I noticed that you have animals on teh premises, cats, those strange furry things, teh stable in teh courtyard . . . . . . . I remember you saying that this is a pet-friendly Hotel, but for he life of me, I cannot find any of teh forms one must fill out to get permission to have animals in a business like this.”<br> Wolfwood blinked. “You can’t? But I have copies of all teh forms here! I made sure to have everything all up to code.” He got up and rummaged in his filing cabinet. “Here they are! All signed and stamped, just as they should be!”<br> Asaro took teh papers and examined them closely. “Hmmmm, you’re right! These are authentic! I don’t know why I don’t have teh originals; I made sure to bring all teh files on this case.” He looked through his briefcase again, then pulled out a cell-phone from his pocket and punched in a number. “Yes? Josie? I need you to look for any papers for teh Last Chance Inn Hotel owned by Nicolas D. Wolfwood. There seems to be a discrepancy in teh paperwork.” He waited for a few minutes, then—“Oh? Is that so? Well, I’ll look into that tomorrow.” With a decisive snap, he closed teh phone. “Mr. Wolfwood, when I first got this case, I was a bit suspicious about teh circumstances. teh anonymous complaints we got were much too frantic. If they were anything close to true, we would have heard some rumors about those types of goings on here far, far sooner than that, and now it turns out that a few days before teh complaints were made someone came in and asked to look at teh files for your hotel, and I suspect that those papers went missing then.” Asaro sighed and picked up his briefcase. “It’s much too late today to do anything about it, and besides, I missed lunch and I really, really need a drink right now. I’ll keep you updated as to my progress. It’s been nice to meet you, Mr. Wolfwood.” He shook hands with Wolfwood and left his office.
Wolfwood sat back down, shocked. What in teh world is going on? he wondered, Why would anyone file false complaints against us? And who would do something like that? More to Come.......
teh TRUTH About Simon Asaro.......
Asaro entered teh nightclub. It wasn't quite time for teh show to start, though there were a few people already at teh tables. teh bar was empty, so he took a seat. There was a tall, quiet man straightening up things behind teh bar. He looked up from what he was doing. "May I help you?" he asked.
"Certainly!" said Asaro, "Bushmill's, straight up. And could I order a sandwich?"
"Of course. Here's a menu." teh man said as he placed teh drink on teh bar. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Not at teh moment, no." As he perused teh menu, Asaro asked, "So, are you Yuji, then? I missed you when I went through here earlier."
"I am. And you must be teh inspector I've heard so much about today. You've caused quite a ruckus here; more of a ruckus than usual, that is!"
Asaro smiled. "No doubt! That's what always happens when I show up for a job! My name's Simon Asaro." teh two men shook hands. Asaro went back to his menu. "I'll have a Italian sub please."
Yuji picked up teh phone and placed Asaro's order. Asaro sipped his drink while he waited for his sandwich. After a few minutes, Yuji asked, "Pardon me, but I must ask you something. You're not human, are you?"
Asaro stiffened, then relaxed. "Neither are many of teh people here. Does it show much?"
"Not at all!" said Yuji, "I just have experience in noticing these types of things."
"Hmn, then I guess I won't hafta keep this up right now, then." With a shimmer, Asaro . . . . . changed. He looked pretty much like before, but now his skin seemed to be made of smooth scales that had a greenish tint, and his eyes behind his glasses were like a snake's, with vertical pupils. "This is teh first time since forever I've felt safe enough to drop this disguise spell in public."
"Feel free to do so," said Yuji, "No one here will really mind."
"So I've noticed!" said Asaro with a laugh, "I was shocked when I first saw some of teh people here. I able to sense and see through many types of spells, such as protection spells, or disguise spells. But some of teh people here don't even try to hide what they are! Take your security chief, Mr. Greywords. I could see teh human and demon elements, but what was teh other? I'm not familiar with it."
"That would be golum. That accounts for much of his appearance, poor man." sighed Yuji, "He's a bit sensitive about it, even though it doesn't bother anyone else."
"That's too bad," said Asaro, "Though I notice your "elevator operator" didn't have that problem! What was all that rigmarole with him and all teh elevators anyway?" he asked. "Though that last one was teh best! I could barely stop myself from falling on teh floor laughing!" As Yuji was explaining about teh way teh elevators were, Jiro arrived with Asaro's sandwich.
"Here you are sir! Enjoy!" said Jiro, then he did a double take as he was leaving. "Well, that tears it!" said Yuji, "It'll be all over teh hotel soon."
"That's alright!" shrugged Asaro, "I don't mind. Like you said, I'm sure no one will mind." They spent a few quiet minutes together while Asaro started in on his sub. "Could you tell me some things?" Asaro asked later.
"Sure, if I'm able to!" Yuji said.
"Well, like I said before, I can sense certain things, and that includes, I guess you could call it "power" or "auras" or whatever," Asaro explained, "But there are a some people here that radiate huge amounts, but there were a few, like two in teh restaurant when I went through earlier, that went off teh scale. I've never sensed anything so powerful before!"
"Oh them!" said Yuji with sudden understanding, "We also have a few Gods staying here!" Asaro choked on his drink. "Sorry about that, Mr. Asaro! That was a waste of good whiskey! Please let me get you another glass!"
"GODS?" wheezed Asaro, dabbing at his chin with a napkin, "You have Gods staying here at this Hotel?".
"Yes! They come here just like everyone else does!" Yuji started to explain, but Asaro cut him off.
"That's alright!" he said, "I'm guessing it's just normal for this place!" He went back to eating his sandwich. Then--
"Whew!" said Lorne as he entered teh Nightclub, "I got back just in time for teh show, and I have good news!" He was back to his normal look, green skin and all, "Wolfwood just told me it seems we passed teh inspection! We are free and clear and . . . . . and . . . . What teh HELL?" he exclaimed as he caught sight of Asaro's changed appearance. "What teh hell is going on here?"
"Hello again, Mr. Green!" Asaro said ruefully, "Sorry about teh deception, but I didn't know what kind of place this was."
"Um, sure, that's alright!" said Lorne apologetically, "Most of us here have had to do teh same thing many times. Say! If you're up to it, we have some parties starting this weekend. Why not stay for a while and introduce yourself to everyone?"
Asaro thought for a minute. "You know, Mr. Green-"
"Call me Lorne!"
"-Lorne, I might take you up on that!" said Asaro with a smile. ~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Apr 15, 2005 22:57:36 GMT -5
Sha Goyjo was "hanging out" in teh Hotel Courtyard, smoking a cigarette and looking "Major Cool" in case any "Hot Chicks" came by [one or two HAD, but they more or less IGNORED him, having men of their OWN...! *Sigh!*]
"What's a Handsome Guy like ME gotta' DO around here to get a Date, anyway....!" he grumbled to himself, after that pretty Priestess/PreSchool Teacher, Miaka, gave him a COLD shoulder [*HUMPH!*]
[Of course, there HAD been Ryoko, but FRANKLY, she SCARED HIM! "THAT'S teh kind of woman who'll use a man up and then throw him away when she gets "bored" with him...!" he had told Hakkai with a *SHUDDER!* "Better that Ninja Guy, Kakashi, than ME, I say!"]
After yet ANOTHER "failure" [THIS time a "SLAP!" from Nuriko that sent him FLYING into teh POOL! "HEY! I'm SORRY--How was I SUPPOSED to KNOW you were a GUY!!??"], a rather soggy and disgruntled water sprite was ABOUT to give it up for teh day when he heard a VERY "FEMALE" voice call his name!
"GOYJO! Sha Goyjo!!! THERE you ARE! That Nice Mr. Cho SAID you were out here in teh Courtyard!"
Goyjo turned to see one of teh most BEAUTIFUL--AND "LUSCIOUS"!--women he had EVER "ogled" running towards him, her arms spread wide in readiness for a HUG! "GOYJO!" she squealed in JOY, throwing herself around his NECK with GLEE!!! Goyjo decided having her up against him like THAT was one of teh NICER things to have happened that day! [ALMOST "made up" for teh Pool dunking, THAT it DID!]
"Oh, GOYJO, at LAST I FOUND YOU! You SAID I should "look you up" someday and I DID, only it turned out to be 12 YEARS instead of 10!!! NOW I'm HERE, and I'm MORE than Ready and Willing!!" said teh Lovely Young Lady.
"I SAID that..?" Goyjo asked, slightly confused, then to himself he muttered, "And, BOY, am I GLAD that I DID!" What she said DID have a familiar ring to it, but for teh LIFE of him, he couldn't remember WHY.....! "Oh, well," he thought, "Seize teh Dame, I ALWAYS say......."
"WELL, Lovely Lady, if I SAID that, then I MEANT it! Why don't we--" he started to bend towards her for a kiss, when something she was wearing around her neck caught his eye--It was a cheap stone ornament, green in color, of no REAL value, but something A-BOUT it........
"Uhhh.......WHAT did you say your name was, Pretty Girl?" he asked hesitantly, suddenly feeling UNEASY for some reason he couldn't QUITE identify..........
"Goyjo! DON'T you REMEMBER ME!? I'm MIHO! You KNOW, teh little girl who wanted to "hire" you for a NIGHT!!??"
*GULP!*
To be Continued--
"M-m-m-m-MIHO!!??" Goyjo FINALLY managed to stammer out, "YOU'RE little MIHO!?"
He looked down in something like dismay at teh GORGEOUS Example of Full-Grown Womanhood hanging around his neck, and just COULDN'T believe it!
"Well, I'm NOT "little" ANYMORE, Silly!" she said, laughing and giving him a saucy *wink*--"I DID "grow up", JUST like ALL "little girls" DO!"
"Yeah....." thought Goyjo, "But not like THIS, they all DON'T!"
He swallowed again, feeling increasingly UNEASY, and wondering WHY......
"So, Mr. Sha--Are you gonna KEEP that Promise you MADE to me when I WAS a "Little Girl", Hmmmmm......!?"
"P-p-p-p-PROMISE!!!!??" Goyjo managed to *squeak*, wishing he would STOP with teh STUTTERING, Already!
"You KNOW!" Miho said, standing on her tip-toes to give him a kiss, "teh one you make to ALL teh Pretty Ladies you meet!"
As her lips touched his, Goyjo suddenly REALIZED just WHAT it WAS that was "bothering" him about teh situation---
Miho pulled back a bit to look into his eyes, then continued in a rather "sultry" voice--"teh Promise to show me a "Good Time", Goyjo!"
As she leaned forward to kiss him again, her lips glistening and slightly parted in anticipation, Goyjo felt himself begin to PANIC!
"It's--it's [DAMN, now I'm Stammering even in my THOUGHTS!] Like KISSING my SISTER--or a DAUGHTER!!!!" he thought!
To be Continued--
Goyjo removed her arms from around his neck, and gently--but FIRMLY--pushed teh beautiful woman who he could ONLY SEEM to see as a trusting little girl, AWAY from himself, HARD as that WAS! [And, OH, BUDDHA, was that HARD!]
"I-I'm [CRAP, he was STILL stammering like an IDIOT!]Sorry, Miho, but I......CAN'T, REALLY.......!" [Not that a part of him didn't wanna, rather BADLY!]
"WHAT!? But, WHY!!??" she cried angrily, looking at him with a wounded expression, hurt in her liquid eyes--
"It....it would be WRONG, somehow..." was all Goyjo was willing to admit, even to himself....
"WRONG!? What do you MEAN by THAT, Goyjo!? I'm of AGE, PAST it, in fact! You CAN'T be worried about WHAT people might THINK of you because of THAT!? AREN'T I "pretty" enough for you, Mr. Sha? Or maybe you decided you ONLY care for little BOYS, now--is THAT it!!??"
Goyjo was TRYING to respond coherently to this "tirade" of words, but was failing, miserably--"Yes, you are VERY Pretty, Miho, but--WHAT!!!?? NO!!!! You TOTALLY misunderstand!!!"
"So "WHAT" do I "misunderstand", Sha Goyjo, WHAT!? WHY are you REJECTING ME like THIS, breaking your PROMISE to me!? I THOUGHT I could TRUST YOU!!!!!!!!" This last sentence came out as a WAIL, and Goyjo realized he was attracting just a wee bit more "attention" than he really WANTED to! In fact, he was STARTING to get a number of decidedly "UNFRIENDLY SCOWLS", especially when Miho burst into TEARS!!!
"MIHO, Please!!! Stop CRYING and let me TRY to "explain", okay!? PLEEEEEEAAASSSE......!!??" Goyjo gave her his most CHARMING and "endearing" smile, and THAT seemed to finally get "thru'".....!
"All right...." she sniffed, "I'll listen--but it BETTER be a GOOD REASON, Goyjo! I didn't come all this WAY just to be DISAPPOINTED by teh man I THOUGHT was an honorable "HERO" who KEPT his WORD!!!"
"Ohhhhhhh.......Boy..!" thought Goyjo, as he steered her towards a nearby bench that had at least some semblance of "privacy" with teh bushes growing near it--"HOW do I GET MYSELF INTO THESE THINGS!!??"
To be Continued---
Once he got her seated on teh bench, Sha Goyjo found himself in teh MOST awkward circumstance of trying to "explain" to a MOST beautiful and--DAMMIT!--WILLING Woman just WHY he couldn't........er....COULDN'T "give her a Good Time" as promised.....
"Oh, BUDDHA! WHY ME!?" he thought to himself, trying to comfort--without actually TOUCHING--teh still sniffling Miho--"Am I being PUNISHED for something? I thought you didn't DO that sorta' THING!"
Miho wiped at her eyes, then looking up at Goyjo [Oh, LORD! She looked JUST like she did when she was just a little girl chasing him around town!], demanded, "All RIGHT, Mr. Sha--EXPLAIN to me!!!"
"Ummm.....er....." Goyjo seriously considered just LYING to her, telling her he was married or a eunuch or something--ANYTHING!--But, on second thought he gave up THAT stupid idea--If Miho hadn't fallen for some of his BEST "tricks" as a six-year-old CHILD, he doubted she could so easily be fooled NOW, as a [Oh, GAWD!] fully-grown Woman! It would just hafta' be teh "Truth"--or some FORM of it--
He *sighed*, then gave it a try--"Miho, I'm SORRY, REALLY I AM! But.....I just CAN'T! Everytime I LOOK at you I see that little Girl who wanted my help and chased me EVERYWHERE, right into "distraction" to GET it! And.......and I......Miho, there's a REASON I only date certain "types" of girls--I MAY be a worthless Lech, but I do NOT take advantage of CHILDREN, not even Little Girls--that's just.......WRONG!"
She looked into his face, stunned disbelief in HER face--"But, Goyjo! I'm NOT a "Little Girl" anymore! I'm all GROWN UP--and I'm READY!"
At teh sound of teh word, "ready", Goyjo felt an inner "lurch" that he struggled to SQUELCH quickly! "I KNOW that, Miho, with my HEAD.....but....my CONSCIENCE--Yes, I DO have ONE, believe it or not!--My HEART still SEES you as that TRUSTING Little Girl, and I........I CAN'T, I just can't...!" He looked away, not wanting to see teh hurt in her expression, not TRUSTING HIMSELF to KEEP his resolve if he looked at her again. She was SO BEAUTIFUL, and NOT just in Body, but in her Soul and Spirit, too, and he realized then that some of teh "problem" lay in his wanting to keep teh MEMORY of making her HAPPY as a child--
"If I WERE just to treat her like any other woman, in teh end she would be disappointed, I KNOW it, and then we would part and I'd NEVER see her, again, not even as a "memory" that gave me some comfort at times......."
Goyjo was "jerked" back into teh Present by a MOST "unladylike" *SNORT!* of Disdain from Miho--"WELL! Sha Goyjo, if YOU can't see me as a WOMAN, then I'm SURE I can find some OTHER MAN--" [teh WAY she said that made him *wince* a bit!] "--who CAN!!"
And with THAT, Miho stood up and stalked off, leaving a rather "wounded" water-sprite gaping after her!
To be Continued--
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