> (Hakama: often defined as a "gentleman's divided skirt," the legs > of hakama steadily widen as they go down, leaving them very loose around > the ankle -- think "samurai pants.")
This aside was jarringly out of place and not especially necessary. If you feel the need to explain a term, do it in the footnotes at the end of the chapter. > "Well, looks like you know how to land after a fall. Ucchan, is > it?" > "That's UKYOU-SAN to you, jackass!" "Kuonji-san", I should think. Even "Ukyou-san" would be too informal, especially given her general dislike of this man and the entire situation. > "Special schools?" he questioned. "You mean English-language schools > for foreigners, or schools for ridiculously attractive people?" > "No, I mean schools for the mentally impaired!" > Preston smirked. "They were full." XD Nice comeback! > "I think your 'unsurpassable greatness' can be repaired right > here," *snrk* > Kunou's eyes flashed. "A challenge then, is it? Very well, > cretin, you shall taste the wrath of the Blue Thunder." > Hasegawa smirked. "No thank you. I don't like energy drinks. *double snrk* > "Hasegawa Piku," Hasegawa said. "That's what I'm called." BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! > "Did..." Emi pointed an uncertain finger at where the apparition > had been an instant earlier. "Did he just...? Was that a NINJA?" > "I... believe it was," Kouryuu responded with a puzzled look on > his face. Damn those sneaky ninjas. ================================ "Sheik Protein? He's a mean ol' ass, Cid." ~~*~~ The Eternal Lost Lurker www.lurkerdrome.com --- .-------Anime/Manga Fanfiction Mailing List--------. | Administrators - [EMAIL PROTECTED] | | Unsubscribing - [EMAIL PROTECTED] | | Put 'unsubscribe' in the subject | `------------ FAQ URL coming soon.... -------------'