The tall gold haired woman paced back and forth in front of a tall
mirror. She tugged on her long hair and on her skintight clothing.
"Kashamie, please explain why the hell I have to dress up like this?"
A tall Kataru Kataru stood up from a couch and threw her newspaper on the floor. "Because you shouldn't go as your god damn self, that's why the hell you have to!"
"I still don't understand."
"Argh! Listen. You have a big bounty on you head, and it ain't gettin' any smaller."
"But I liked my hair short. And these extensions won't come out for a year. And by then my hair will have grown too long."
"Oh, quit your belly-aching! You can cut it off when you don't need it anymore. And don't get started about your clothes or your scars. I don't want to hear it."
"Yeah, I guess, but this is a lot of trouble to be going through just to enter the Heifon Space Race."
"Do you honestly think a broker like Fred Lowe is gonna sponsor us if he knows who you really are? I didn't think so."
The gold haired woman sat down on the couch. "Fine. So what are our 'names'?"
"Mines Si Ryu Ryu, and yours is Marie Maki. Is that okay? Well it had better be, because I've already got our new IDs."
The woman just sighed and put on her cloak. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Gene, you had better win this year's race, or you'll be up to 2 million wong in debt."
The red-haired man smiled. "Don't worry. I intent to."
A tall Kataru Kataru stood up from a couch and threw her newspaper on the floor. "Because you shouldn't go as your god damn self, that's why the hell you have to!"
"I still don't understand."
"Argh! Listen. You have a big bounty on you head, and it ain't gettin' any smaller."
"But I liked my hair short. And these extensions won't come out for a year. And by then my hair will have grown too long."
"Oh, quit your belly-aching! You can cut it off when you don't need it anymore. And don't get started about your clothes or your scars. I don't want to hear it."
"Yeah, I guess, but this is a lot of trouble to be going through just to enter the Heifon Space Race."
"Do you honestly think a broker like Fred Lowe is gonna sponsor us if he knows who you really are? I didn't think so."
The gold haired woman sat down on the couch. "Fine. So what are our 'names'?"
"Mines Si Ryu Ryu, and yours is Marie Maki. Is that okay? Well it had better be, because I've already got our new IDs."
The woman just sighed and put on her cloak. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Gene, you had better win this year's race, or you'll be up to 2 million wong in debt."
The red-haired man smiled. "Don't worry. I intent to."