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Saturday, August 14, 2004


Gun of a Saint (Part 1)
Ok guys. Here's Gun of a Saint. JK stands for Jinku the Kitsune, meaning I wrote it, and BNF stands for Blade Nightflame, meaning she wrote it.

(JK)
A man with his hands tied behind his back is lead up to the gallows. It's reaining outside. He turns to the crowd. The executioner puts the noose around the man's neck.
man: I swear to you, Ophiuchus, as long as there is a Foxxglove, you shalt not perish!
the executioner pushes the man off of the plat form. A man who's face is covered by a hat turns around and walks away.

(BNF)
(three people, a women and two men are standing on the bridge of a spaceship)
Woman: But Sir!? (clenches fists)
Man: Captain Blade, you and Thomason shall work together on this. That is an order.
Blade: But Commander?! Alex! It's not fair! (grits teeth) I wanted to stay here and protect the Saints from the Deviants! And I won't work...
Alex: Thomason is a perfectly fine partner.
Blade: (mutters) From your perspective maybe. ¬¬
Alex: Colonel, Captain. This is who you are to locate. (hands each a pictre of a man, Blade feels as if she knows him from somewhere)
Thomason: We'll locate him sir. But why...?
Alex: This man killed as many as 60 men with one shot, he could be the key to winning this war and uniting the human race.
Blade: Sir...?
Alex: Yes Cpatain? (looks at her over the report in his hands)
Blade: I don't know why, but I feel as if i know him... (shivers)
Alex: How can that be? He was born hundreds of years ago. You let your imagination take you too much.
Blade: Yes sir. (she salutes, but her mouth tightens in subdued anger)
Thomason: Permission to speak sir? (salutes)
Alex: Yes Colonel? (raises eyebrows)
Thomason: Are you coming?
Alex: Of course. No matter how high a rank you have, you need an officer with the rank of Commander or higher along. (Looks at Thomason with a frown) You should;ve known that soldier.
Thomason: (face devoid of nay emotion) Yes sir
Alex: Proceed. I will see you in an hour at the time portal. (walks away after receiving salutes from both inferior officers)
Thomasson: It's just you and me again.
Blade: My reply is still stands, I'd rather go back home to Mars than marry you. (walks away, stops and without turning) As a matter of fact, I'd much rather die.
Thomason: (As she walks away) ~That~ can always be arranged.
Gun of a Saint Part 1-End

^ ^ So how'd you guys like it? I think this'll be a good one. So we survived Hurricane Charley! We hardley got any damage here. Which is a good thing. ^ ^ I'm going to church tomorrow with Sam. Yay! lol His church is really nice. And interesting. Don't have much to say so...The moral for today is: In a hurricane, always board up your windows. Yeah that's really good advice because we were watching the news last night and these windows were blown out somewhere in south Florida. See you space cowboy...

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