AW Ch 60 'A Kindred Soul' or 'Unexpected Instructors'
Wow!Mar's been injured and now that worst of all combat weapons is almost in Zorin's cronies' hands- Gundams! Almost as terrifying as the 'God Guns' or the Angels' new toy- the r-- whoops! I almost let the neko outta the sack folks! This chapter will put two close tomos at loggerheads with each other and nai it ain't Vacuumhead and Firebrand either! Some old tomos returned and the Boss decides to head for Onsokamaru! Who's in sick bay and how did she end up there? Why is Yuri Donovan furious? Who are the newbies? Did the truckers succeed?
ANGEL WINGS
DISCLAIMER: OK Griff darlin’, it’s all yours. First I wanna thank Mr T for the use of his Angels and stuff. Then I wanna thank everyone else who has been allowing us to use their creations here like Thom Beers for the use of his ice road truckers Hugh, Drew, Rick, Eric, Alex and Bear. I took the liberty of naming the 3WA academy in Furool City on Shimougou after Mr Haruka Takachiho in honour of his creations- the Angels. How was that, Yuri? Great, kiddo. Oh hai it sure was, Kei! Now since we left ya up in the air last time let’s get to Ch 60 without any further meandering, shall we? Why is Zack Zero back and oro does he want with Suba Marina Oki? Can Mandy keep her big mouth shut? A hint re the titles- Aw do ya expect me to spoil it for ya? Oro does this all mean? We’ll find out momentarily gang. The Boss Red Marshall’s on the warpath again! Here ’tis:-
CHAPTER 60
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'A Kindred Soul' or 'Unexpected Instructors'
"Have the good captain brought up to my quarters. He appears to be civilized so you needn't use a muzzle nor the shackles. Just the force beam cuffs. I'll be waiting." ordered the Red Marshall.
When poor Leth regained conciousness his wrists were encircled by some strange kind of glowing energy and he was seated in an armchair in some sort of sitting room. He pulled and pulled but the beams held despite his tremendous dragon strength.
"Strange. These light beams resist my strength yet they seem so flimsy. Their composition is like nothing I have ever before encountered." he mused aloud.
"That energy beam's base is a metal called 'Kelvinite', Captain. That stuff's a thousand times stronger than steel and a few hundred times harder than adamite, oro (what) you would know as diamond. If you promise to be a good little boy I'll have 'em taken off. Gonna behave yourself? (He nodded) Swear?" said the redhead.
"By the sacred honour of my clan, Madam." he intoned.
"OK 'CC', you can release him." she said and the beams vanished!
"Magic and sorcery?" asked an awestruck dragon.
"Nope. Just science and technology." replied the Boss who was now wearing her Marshall's uniform jacket over her torn sweatshirt and cutoff jeans. Kei still wore the same red ankle boots she'd used on the hapless dragon warrior.
"As you can see I am a Marshall in the 3WA and 'United Galactica' so I outrank you several times over, Captain. Sorry for the boot in the gut I gave you but dammit you asked for it, boyo! Of course I did forget that a kick while in deep space is fifty times stronger than it would be on the surface of a world so I apologize for knocking your ass out. I meant to simply boot you in the gut. Oro (What) the Hell are you gawking at, D'Greele?" said Keirran O'Halloran.
"You knocked ME out with one kick? We're in outer space? You are a Marshall and you are in charge of this fiasco? Is all of that true?" asked an astounded dragon.
"Quite correct on all counts, sir. This is indeed our commanding officer, Marshall Keirran Maureen Deirdre O'Shaughnessy O'Halloran of the 'World Welfare Works Association' which is the peace keeping arm of the 'United Galactica Federation of Galaxies' and we are in outer space. This is K-Class patrol starship 'Lovely Angel 2' and the Boss's kicks do pack quite a wallop especially when she delivers them in deep space. I beg your pardon, sir. I am the 'Central Computer Programming Unit' of the 3WA and the 'UG', however, everyone usually just calls me 'CC', Captain Lethbridge D'Greele of the 'Symphonian Dragoon Guards' or would you prefer Leth? (The dragon dragoon nodded dumbly) Excellent. You need not look so shocked, Leth. I analyzed your brain's sine waves and I have now recorded that information into my memory banks. May I wish you both a most pleasant good evening. Sayonara my tomos (friends)." intoned the for once civil 'CC'.
Kei nonchalantly tossed her jacket on the floor and plopped down onto her sofa. Her booted feet rested atop her glass coffee table. Her deep emerald aizu (eyes) searched his reddish golden orbs. Kei indicated the replicator.
"A drink, Leth? Just call me Kei or Boss. Everyone does. We don't stand on ceremony around her, me boyo." she said.
"Yes, thank you. A tankard of cold ale would be very nice, Boss." he replied.
"Ale. House. Cold. In a tankard." she ordered and a foaming tankard of icy cold ale magically appeared.
"Your ale, Leth." she added and poured out three fingers of 'Jameson's for herself. Leth stared at the girl. "We can replicate any damned thing we want but for me nothing's quite the same as real genuine Irish whiskey. How's your ale?" asked the Boss, downing her brew in one quick gulp. Leth took a sip and then drained his tankard.
"Hey! That is damned good stuff, Boss! (He stared at her) So it is true then? You really are in command? Really and truly?" he said.
"Yup. Cross my heart and hope to die. Marshall Keirran Maureen Deirdre O'Shaughnessy O'Halloran, 3WA, 'UG', commanding. At your service, Captain D'Greele. More ale?" replied the redhead.
Leth held out his tankard. "Yes, please! I never tasted its like before!" said the astonished dragoon.
"Of course not. It's oro (what) we call 'aoishi (blue) ale' but it's really a potent 'Romulan' fortified liquor and it ain't unlike old Terran Erin or Ireland's 'poteen'. However, a replicator can duplicate anything. (She handed him a fresh tankard) Go easy on it though because it's got quite a kick, Leth." she chuckled.
Leth laughed. "How strong can this brew possibly be? A hundred, a hundred twenty proof?" he asked and took a helthy swig.
"Try three or four hundred proof, tomo (friend)." answered an impish Kei. Leth went even more green than he already was and spat out his last swallow all over the Red Marshall. She glared at him and then grinned. Then they both began laughing like hyenas.
"Then there was that time Yuri almost got hitched to a godfather's kid but I spoiled the nuptials (just in time!) by blowing up the church on the day of the damned wedding! The vacuumhead still swears that I done that on purpose but I didn't! That church was the front for a major counterfeiting ring. (Kei chuckled) I can still see her face when I crashed the party wearing that nun's habit! Yuri must've thought that I'd really and truly taken the bloody vows!" howled a far from sober tro-con.
"Yeah only most nuns don't run around with submachine guns, you dipstick! Hello there, Captain D'Greele. Wing Commander Yuri Donovan, her exec. Please call me Yuri. By the way how's your tummy tum feeling? I heard that the airhead booted you in the gut. (Leth stared at the newcomer) I also do double duty as the ship's medic and I'm as close to a real doctor as you'll find aboard. We do have three 'doctors' but they are just time lords. (She turned to the repper) Tea. Earl Grey. Hot. Please." said Yuri who seated herself at the kitchenette's counter after picking up her repped cup of tea.
"Very nice to meet you, Miss Yuri. My-- gut is feeling just fine now. In retrospect I guess I really deserved that kick. I was trying to take the law into my hands. Dammit I really did want to end the 'Shadow Master's life. Haru, Elie and Musicaa would not have been very pleased at all had I done that and I am certainly glad that no authorities were around when I attempted that litle stunt!" replied Leth D'Greele. Both tro-cons gave him curious looks before grinning. Poor Leth wondered what the Hell the big joke was. Then they explained.
"We ARE police officers, Captain and out here we ARE the law. This is a K-Class patrol starship and we're both tro-cons , trouble consultants and we are fully empowered to take whatever actions are necessary to maintain peace and uphold intergalactic law." explained Yuri quietly. Leth repped himself up a sixth tankard of 'ale' and laughed heartily. "Sure and I suppose that means doing some 'eliminating' should the need arise?" he chortled. Suddenly the tro-cons' smiles vanished from their faces.
"If we deem it necessary you're damned right it does, me boyo." replied Kei woodenly.
"Absolutely necessary is oro (what) she means, Captain." added the svelte wing commander.
"Just call me Leth. I think I'll turn in early, ladies. Good evening to you." said the dragon warrior. Yuri tossed her teacup down the recycle chute and got to her feet.
"I'll see you to your quarters, Leth. I'll talk to YOU in the morning, Kei. Good night. C'mon Leth. Upsy daisy." So saying she propped the tipsy dragon against her shoulder. With his arm around her shoulders and her arm around his back she gently propelled him to the lift and then up to the newcomers' suite on Level Four. She pressed the door klaxon and waited. Suddenly the door flashed open.
"Mr Leth! Are you intoxicated, sir? Sssh! Please be quiet. Everyone's sleeping. Thank you very much for seeing that he got home safely, Miss. Not every cleaning lady would take the trouble to help out like that. Good night, my dear." said a small stubby grey blob that had answered the door. Yuri fumed but then she decided that in the dimness of the hallway that her uniform must resemble a chamber maid's outfit. Before she could reply to 'it' the portal had swished shut leaving her alone in the dark corridor.
Inside the suite Griff (for of course it was he!) had put Leth to bed in a lower bunk. Ruby awakened and rubbed his aizu (eyes).
"What's up, boyo? Is that Mr D'Greele? Boyo! He smells like a brewery!" yelped the frog-like creature in the top bunk. Griff put a finger to his lips.
"Sssh! He's in his cups now but he'll be OK by the morning. Go back to sleep, Ruby. Whatever you do please don't wake up Miss Elie after I finally got her to sleep. Mr Haru and Mr Musicaa insisted on checking out this vessel and I hope that they don't get into any trouble. Good night." whispered Griff but Ruby had already dozed off.
At that moment on another level of the ship-- "Halt! Who goes there? Come back here or I'll fire dammit!" shouted Rukia Kutschki.
"Good luck Haru. You're on your own this time." said Musicaa and he dashed for the gantryway stairs. Haru bolted down the corridor and headed for the lift banks. He didn't quite make it.
Leth D'Greele laughed aloud in his sleep as he recalled the circumstances of his initial encounters with the 'Deadly Dynamic Duo' and then ruefully recollected how he had failed so miserably at trying to outdrink the Red Marshall.
"Oro's (What's) the big joke, D'Greele?" asked John Raven.
"Just reminiscing, Raven. Have you known the Boss and the Duchess long?" asked the dragon dragoon guard.
"Only a few years, D'Greele but sometimes it feels more like an eternity. Don't worry, my friend. You too will soon get used to them." chuckled the 'ISSP' commander. He was rudely interrupted.
"Soup's on! Come and get your grub!" bellowed Goat Smith's voice over the PA system. A tall lanky guy leaned over and whispered in John's ear.
"I hear tell this is goona be a 'real' not a 'repped' dinner, John." drawled Captain Han Solo and Captain Gene Starwind nodded in agreement.
"Yeah I know and that 'usually' means that Her Royal Eminence has more bad news to give us!" added Gene glumly.
There being no room for him at the demons' table (Arigatou Kami or Thank God!) Raven opted to join the 'Rave Master's party. The 'Cowboy Bebop' troupe, the Alchemists' band, the 'Pokemon' gang and 'Crybaby's (Prince John) Royal contingent were their tablemates. A pert and pretty brunette with a heavy 'surfer' tan jetted over to their table. She smiled and pulled out a PDO (personal data organizer). She began reading a litany of tonight's menu.
"We got Beef Wellington, Bruschetta, garlic potatoes, candied yams, veggie medley, cornbread stuffing, corn pudding, Waldorf sald, fruit compote, Sauvignon Blanc 2117, java and for dessert we have a vanilla souffle. You guys can have anything else you want but it'll be 'repped' not 'real' homemade cooking. Edward Appledore! Stoip throwing rolls into Alphonse's armour! Control your kid, Faye! (The 'cowgirl' looked daggers at her) Sorry about that, folks. Ready to order now?" asked Perpigillian 'Peri' Winkle Brown. Doctor 6's Terran Miami Beach companion had been pressed into service as a waitress along with Mireille and Kira the 'NOIR' girls and Clover, Alex, Sammy and Mandy the three 'WOOHP' spies and their bratty schoolchum when Moonie and all of her sailor/soldier scouts had come down with the mumps!
Rin, Misty and Ash had all contracted chicken pox while Genie, Merrill, Melissa and Ila the 'Rune Soldier' treasure hunters, 'Derringer' Merrill Stryfe and 'Stun Gun' Millie Thompson the 'Insurace' girls and even Bulma Brief (Saiyaan Vegeeta was her hubby) had inexplicably come down with measles at the same time!
Sick Bay was so full up that Yuri had opened SB substations on Levels 4 and 1. Her mumps' patients she isolated on Level 1 right next to the suite housing her measles' patients.
Everyone finally decided on Tracy Edwards' home cooked dinner extravaganza and for once there was no bad news. It seemed that this feast's purpose was a 'thank you' for John Raven and his men as well as a chance for Kei to announce some good news for a change. They were lifting off for 'Romulus' at 0400 hours, 4 AM ashita (tomorrow) morning that being the only time a 'window' would be open for the next 18 solar monts. Raven was invited to bring his troops along and accompany them but John politely declined this offer. His 'ISSP' and 'KASP' troops had their own missions to complete so by midnight he and most of his forces had returned to their 'Onsokamaru' camps.
Lt Moran and two of his 'sappers' had elected to remain aboard in order to instruct the operators on the new 'Double O Riser' Gundams. The operators of course were Captain Jonathan Harlock and his ward Lt Neko Olson.
At 0400 exactly Gene smoothly lifted off 'Onsokamaru' and the 'Unholy 4' (Kei, Yuri, Mar, Kome) breathed a collective sigh of relief. Marlene Angel had recovered sufficiently from her near fatal ordeal to be permitted to sit in the 'Star Room' (Observation Lounge) on Level 7 for a few hours each day. The interim 'navvie' (navigator) was Zoe Morton with Nami Richards assisting her. Helping out Leila in the galley was Nyssa the Trakken girl in place of Zoe. Nat, Kome and the 'railgun' crew practiced constantly. Yuri, Sakura, Temari, Winry, Izumi and Ten Ten were rushed off their feet nursemaiding all the patients. With Yuri so busy and Mar still convalescing they needed a new executive officer so Kei chose Light Yagami whom (it turned out) was a brilliant strategist and a superb statistician. The sight of Ryuuk (his Shinigami death god who followed Light everywhere. He had no choice so long as Light still had the book.) was more than a bit unnerving at first, however, in a few days the bridge crews had become acclimated to the terrifying Shinigami and just ignored him. Kei spent every single waking moment on the 'holodecks' (Level Eight) running endless 'God Gun' scenarios hoping that she never had to use them. Jon Harlock and Neko Olson were drilled nonstop on the Gundams by Lt Sebastian Moran and his two callous cadre. InuYasha was appointed new security chief. Kei had reluctantly allowed Kouga the wolf youkai demon to be their new quad gunner in place of Neko. The 'Blonde Bomber' (Minnie Mae 'Kitten' Hopkins) was supervising the construction of portable bombs and grenades. Rally's scanning partner was newcomer Elie whose other companions had all become fighting instructors. Revy Roberts the 'Creature from the Black Lagoon') and Emma 'Queen Emeraldas' (Jon Harlock's niece) were giving marksmanship lessons to passengers and crew alike. There were 'no' exceptions. The mages, magicians, sorcerers, sorceresses, wizards, alchemists and the like were ordered to conduct magic lessons and hold mystical sessions. Again there were 'no' exceptions.
"Those durn fools are just showing off if you ask me! Looks like we are 'all' going to be 'dogs of the military' whether we like it or not!" observed Pinato 'Granny' Rockabelle.
Of course she was right. Granny is hardly ever wrong you know. Everone aboard was preparing for the big upcoming battle against the forces of Grand Admiral Thrawn and Count Dooku.
Granny was in the galley telling (and showing) Leila how a 'civilized' lady cooks dinner. Four levels above their heads Captain Kiva Nerese of 'Starfleet' was fuming!
Her 'USS Coriander' crew's orders were simple and concise. They were to maintain the mighty 'God Gun' on Deck 6 which in a way really WAS Deck 6. Kiva and her crew ached for action, however, orders were orders so they had better just grin and bear it, make the best of it and hope. A few long hours after liftoff Kiva took a break and went down to the bar leaving Mr Bishop in charge of the detail.
"Ka-Mi! Do I ever hate that blasted 'God Gun'! Ever try swabbing down a two miles long deck and then having to swab the walls and ceiling too?" complained Kiva. The Bjorn captain was covered with grease and grime from head to toe.
"Tell me about it, mum! That Sebby Moran's a slave driver! Simon Legree could pick up pointers from him! I'm getting so woozy from that liquidy 'Ataron' gas we need to be immersed in to pilot those bloody 'Double O Risers', Cap!" agreed Neko Olson who'd been undergoing intensive training to learn to pilot those two new Gundams along with her 'Uncle' Jon Harlock.
"Gimme a double rock & rye, Griffy and keep 'em coming! Holy Mother Mary! I 'loathe' railguns!! Now Solo's got us doing double speed drills on the shimatta (damned) things!" cursed Lt Cmdr (Acting Commodore) Naturle 'Nat' Badgiruel Edwards (Tracy the chef from last evening was her husband). The nekomata human/trill/shapeshifter glanced over at the newcomer.
"Solo? I thought you were the gun team crew chief, Nat?" said a confused Neko.
"I was dammit! That is until Her Royal Eminence's new 'grand vizier' (Light Yagami) decided that Han had had more railgun experience than I had! Now he's crew chief and I've been demoted to loader. Where's that drink, Griffy?" complained Nat.
"Here you go, ma'am. Sorry but when I left him this morning Mr D'Greele was still feeling a bit under the weather and I'm worried about him, ma'am." explained Griff. Kiva grinned malisciously.
"Why? What's wrong with the great sky dragon now, kid?" she asked.
"Well it's true he was a little 'in his cups' last evening when that nice chambermaid delivered him home last evening. I have never seen her before so the girl must be new and-- I say! There she is now! Excuse me! Yo! Come over here, my girl! That's an order! (The new 'maid' came over) Tell the captain here (he pointed to poor Kiva) exactly what happened to Mr D'Greele last night. I say! Speak up, woman! I just gave you an order!" shouted the grey blob angrily. He was not used to uppity servants like this girl. It did puzzle him, however, why the captain, lieutenant and lieutenant commander suddenly leaped to their feet and saluted this violet-maned chambermaid, a mere servant! After all Lt Cmdr Edwards was an acting commodore so wasn't she the ranking officer there? Musicaa grabbed Griff and boxed his ears. Then he whispered in the grey pudding thing's ear.
"You dim-witted dolt! That's no chambermaid! That's the executive officer- Wing Commander Yuri Donovan! Next to Reds she's top dog aboard this crate, stupid! Light's only filling in for her during this kids' epidemic we have aboard. Leth probably got himself drunk on that blue ale stuff we all ahd only he got to meet the big cheese and we didn't, not yet anyway. Now behave yourself and gimme a Skotch & soda. Thanks." said the leader of the 'Silver Rhythm Band' and he politely stood up until Yuri had taken a stool at the bar.
"White Zinfandel, please. Your Mr D'Greele will be right as rain in a day or so. He made the cardinal error of trying to outdrink the Boss and nobody can accomplish that feat, my tomo (good friend)." said Yuri.
"How's the 'God Gun' detail going, Kiva?" asked the exec.
"Fine, mum. (Kiva glanced at the wall chromo behind Griff and Ruby) Look at the time. Well I'd better get back to work. Later gang." replied Kiva.
"Yeah. Lt Moran's gonna be sending out a search party for me if I don't get back to class. If you'll excuse me, ma'am." said Neko.
"Kami! The pirate will have kittens if I'm late back for drill. Hold up, Kiva and I'll ride up with you. Nice to see you, Wing Commander." said Nat and she too dashed off. Yuri smiled ruefully at Musicaa.
"Well? Don't you have somewhere you gotta be, Mr Musicaa?" she asked and sipped her white wine. Yuri unlike others of her geneology (Gaels/Irish) rarely touched anything stronger than wine or beer.
Musicaa grinned at her and lit a cigarette. He offered her one and Yuri accepted it. He lit it for her and chuckled.
"Somewhere to be? Me? Nope. I'm laying low for awhile,Miss Yuri. Last night Haru (Glory aka the 'Rave Master') got caught by that soul reaper babe (Rukia) and she took him to see that big doggie thing (InuYasha was new security chief). He wanted to know why Haru was hanging around the armoury and when Haru told him he was just out for a moonlight stroll the doggie put him on KP duty. Imagine that! The 'RAVE Master' scrubbing pots and pans!" he chortled. Yuri stared back coolly.
"Funny. I thought you were with him on that stroll? Well, weren't you?" she asked.
"Yeah but I ducked into a stairwell and hot-footed it back to our place. Discretion is oftentimes the better part of valour, Wing Comm- I mean Miss Yuri." he answered.
"You can drop the 'Miss', Musicaa. Just call me Yuri. Didn't the Boss tell you that we don't stand on ceremony around here?" she replied. He pointed at the retreating forms of Kiva, Nat and Neko.
"Then why'd they all salute you?" he asked and Yuri shrugged her shoulders. She drained her glass and signalled Ruby for a refill.
"Kiva's with 'Starfleet', Nat was with the 'Earth Alliance' and Neko's been in quite a few different armies. Disciplinary training's a hard thing to forget, tomo (good friend) mine. (Yuri patted his forearm and stood up. She polished off her second Zinny and waved off another refill) I'll have a quiet word with InuYasha. He's your 'big doggie thing', Musicaa. I'll tell him that Haru's not a spy and he'll rescind the punishment. We certainly can't have the 'RAVE Master' getting dishpan hands now, can we?" she giggled.
A striking young redhead was sipping a strawberry ice cream soda at another table in the rec room. She glanced across at the big guy who was shring the table with her. Taller than Haru but not as tall as Musicaa or Leth he was impressive. His name when she had asked Faye Valentine was James 'Jimbo' Hawking and he was Gene Starwind's first mate on his 'Outlaw Star' freighter ship. Now he mainly co-piloted when needed or just lounged around. Faye had told her that from one fellow gambler to another 'Jimbo' knew where to find the best action aboard the 'LA2' but she also told Elie that gambling was not permitted by the 3WA and 'UG' higher-ups either. This was of course, as we all know, a bald-faced lie of the highest water!
"Where can I find some action around her, Mr Hawking? Miss Valentine said you knew all the places aboard ship." asked Elie suddenly. 'Jimbo' and Faye exchanged winks and the 'cowgirl' smiled impishly. She mouthed the name 'Junpei' and pointed at the deck floor. Hawking raised his glass for a refill. Faye took the refill from Griff and walked over to 'Jimbo' and Elie.
"Here ya go, 'Jimbo'. Did you tell this kid about the big game going on downstairs? The 'Elf FragmentsPoker Session' with Junpei?" said Faye stifling a giggle.
"No, not yet. Faye, that's pretty high stakes, ya know! Can this kid handle it?" asked a suddenly serious James Hawking. An actor extraordinaire is our 'Jimbo', that he is!
"I've got plenty!" cried Elie brandishing a wad of 'Symphony Notes', the currency of 'Symphonia'.
"Put those away before somebody sees them." seethed Faye.
"OK I'll give you the details, kid." said 'Jimbo' and Faye folded her arms and stalked away.
"My advice to you, kid, is to forget it. That game's not for you, trust me!" said Faye, ordering another double Skotch.
"You sure about this, Miss Elie? (Elie nodded eagerly) Go to the third lift car over there and tell it to take you to 'Sublevel 2. Western Quadrant' and then locate Slot 10-R. You can't possibly miss it because it's got a mammoth M-17 tank in it. The guy there is named Junpei. Tell him that you have a spell fragment from Elfland. You understand that? (Ellie nodded again) Good. Don't forget it. That is the code we use because both the 'UG' and the 3WA frown on gambling, Miss Elie. (He pointed at Elie's twin thundersticks) Better leave those noisemakers with me. No weapons are permitted belowdecks. (Elie reluctantly unbucked her weapons belt and handed it and her twin blasters over to Hawking.) Good luck, kiddo." said 'Jimbo' and crossed his fingers. Elie crossed hers and hurried over to the lift banks. She'd no sooner left when 'Jimbo', Faye and half the rec room's occupants burst out laughing. It seemed everyone was in on this prank.
"You do know oro's (what's) going to happen when she recites that doggerel litany to our Junpei, don't you?" asked Jamie Wilson and Hawking nodded.
"And do you know oro's (what's) going to happen when Miss Elie tells anyone who sent her down there to say it, don't you?" asked Goat Smith. Again 'Jimbo' nodded albeit no as confidently as before.
"Well she's the one that wanted some action and Junpei is just the guy to give her some for sure!" chortled Faye Valentine who was already three sheets to the wind.
END of Ch 60. Ch 61 soon. Getting interesting eh? Wonder how our heroine’s gonna get outta this one? Read on and r/r/s away as always. Have a wunnerful day and sfn/sys/jm/Kami bless you all for your interest and assistance. Hooble-toodle-doo! Toodles tomos watashi-K&K
I dickered over this chapter’s titles. Let me know if I got ‘em right eh?
Hope ya had a happy and safe Guy Fawkes' Day! Happy Thanksgiving. Dunno if the Japanese even celebrate it but Naruto does.
PS- I really do appreciate all your loyalty and support over the years my tomos watashi all! And you can take that to the bank folks!-K&K
See ya next blog post. Toodles-K&K
This chapter brings me up to date. Then I have to wind up this one and think about my next one folks- K&K
