And now we will have the much overdue response to reviewers section. Please
do not respond to the response I give you, because that would be considered
chat, AND NOW WAY IN HELL I'M TAKING CHANCES ON THIS ONE! YOU'LL NEVER
CATCH ME, COPPERS!!!!!!!
Ehem. That said, on to the response. If I have forgotten you (cue sappy music) know that my thanks for you lies within my heart, not on screen.
Jade: Glad you liked it.
RurouniKenshinMoonWolf: You have no idea how right you are. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And really, for one of my stories, the characters are pretty smart. I will take it into consideration though.
FungMasterPlue:?
Shaolin 10: I hope the urges to update mean you liked it. And good job being subtle.
Lady Amakakeru: You realize that you use the word "die" more than any other word in the English language, right?
Glasclach: Hadn't thought of the gun. Good idea! ^-^
Chris: Glad I gave you inspiration. And the chapters being the same was just a minor bug, but I got it all fixed.
Angrybee: Praise coming from you means a lot (cause your stories are awesome). Thanks!
If you have just gotten a barf bag and puked, hang onto it (The bag, not the puke), because you will most likely need it for this chapter.
***
Hearing Kaoru's message, Hiko bellowed, "Enough playtime! Get back to work!"
Everyone manned their posts, Kaoru on the gigantic controls for the mian gun, Hiko in the window seat, barking orders, Yahiko at Hiko's side Aoshi and Misao on the left and right side sub-cannons, Sano on the deflector shield control, Kenshin petting the comfy chair as if it were a cat, and Megumi taking over Kenshin's spot at the communication screen.
"I wonder what happened to the poisoner?" mused Yahiko aloud.
"Probably got caught and executed," Hiko replied emotionlessly. "It was a good plan though... Oh Jesus, it's him!"
"Who's him?"
Hiko pointed out the window. A silvery spacecraft with cannons sticking out the sides and an oblong slit for a view panel was hovering near Sojiro's spacecraft. A police siren was on the top, flashing lights and blaring that annoying waily sound so loud it could be heard inside their ship.
Hiko, who decided that he was going to be a smart-ass –again-, commented, "You've screwed up again, authoress. Sound can't travel in space, so how can we hear the siren? Answer that, bitch!
Divine voice, a.k.a. author (ess): WELL NOW SOUND CAN TRAVEL IN SPACE! AND SO CAN LIGHTNING--
"Which technically can't be happening because there is no atmosphere."
Author (ess): SHUT UP!
"Oh, and two more things: why do you insist upon talking in the script format? And why do you talk in capital letters? Is it some pathetic attempt to take up space?
Author (ess): I WILL TALK IN ANY FORMAT I CHOOSE! AND, JUST BETWEEN YOU AND ME, THE ONLY REASON I TALK LIKE THIS IS BECAUSE THE "CAPS LOCK" BUTTON IS STUCK!
"Then how can I speak in lowercase letters?"
Author (ess): I'M HOLDING THE SHIFT BUTTON DOWN!
"OKAY!"
At this point, Kaoru interjected, "Ummm, as charming as this conversation is, can we please get back to the important stuff? Like the ship with the police sirens?"
Author(ess): GOODBYE! (Disappears, though technically she never showed up in the first place...)
Hiko declared that that ship belonged to Saitou Hajime, and he was probably here to arrest Sojiro for some random crime. He was definitely not here to arrest anyone on the ship. Right?
Hearing the word "Saitou" Kenshin immediately flashed back to his last encounter with the policeman.
~~~
"Battousai," hissed Saitou, wearing his ever-neat police uniform. It was too scared of him to ever fall out of place. "I have substantial evidence that that chair has been used as a place to store illegal narcotics until the point at which they are sold or consumed by the dealer himself.
[At that point, Sano glanced shiftily around the room.
At that point, Hiko glanced shiftily around the room.
At that point, the evil Klotrilytii, monitoring them from their surveillance cameras, glanced shiftily around the room.]
"Therefore I will have to confiscate it"
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Kenshin wailed. "You can take my life, but PLEASE don't take comfy chair! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Wait a sec," Hiko asked. "Why are you confiscating the chair and not arresting him?"
"That chair has a more incriminating record than Zanza!"
"Hey!" Sano yelled. "So I don't pay all my bills all the time. That doesn't mean that I'm a bad guy!"
"It also says here that you got drunk and ran through the halls of the inter-galactic senate building yelling, 'THE BRITISH ARE COMING! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!' while the most important meeting in a thousand years was going on--"
"Uhhh..."
"Attempted to sneak a nuclear bomb out of the Danarian Weapons Headquarters by HIDING IT IN YOUR PANTS! —"
"Oh yeah... haha"
"Assaulted someone for talking on their Quantum cell phone to loudly [ A/N: Quantum cell phone patented by EvilScientistCorp. Mwahahahaha!]—"
"She was disturbing the peace!"
"Attached suction cups to your hands and climbed up the glass wall of the sacred Tsai-Kin monument in your underwear while singing the spider man theme song..."
"O-Kay...That's enough, I get the picture!"
Hiko took the opportunity to ask, "So what has the chair done?"
"That chair has claimed the lives of over 40 of the world's best starship captains... HEY WAIT A SEC! Battousai, go ahead and keep the chair!"
~~~
"Sir, we're receiving a message from the ship calling itself the Aku Soku Zan."
"Put them up on screen."
When the face of Saitou Hajime, universally-renowned policeman, captain of the Shipsengumi, the man with the iciest demeanor since the 4000-degree below zero planet Callidum blew up, appeared on screen, it was quite possibly the most traumatic sight that the crew had ever seen, a sight that would haunt them for decades to come.
***
ANOTHER cliffhanger. If you think you are getting sick of them, you best reconsider. I know what I'm going to do for the next chapter, and if I get a few reviews I will have it up soon.
Ehem. That said, on to the response. If I have forgotten you (cue sappy music) know that my thanks for you lies within my heart, not on screen.
Jade: Glad you liked it.
RurouniKenshinMoonWolf: You have no idea how right you are. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And really, for one of my stories, the characters are pretty smart. I will take it into consideration though.
FungMasterPlue:?
Shaolin 10: I hope the urges to update mean you liked it. And good job being subtle.
Lady Amakakeru: You realize that you use the word "die" more than any other word in the English language, right?
Glasclach: Hadn't thought of the gun. Good idea! ^-^
Chris: Glad I gave you inspiration. And the chapters being the same was just a minor bug, but I got it all fixed.
Angrybee: Praise coming from you means a lot (cause your stories are awesome). Thanks!
If you have just gotten a barf bag and puked, hang onto it (The bag, not the puke), because you will most likely need it for this chapter.
***
Hearing Kaoru's message, Hiko bellowed, "Enough playtime! Get back to work!"
Everyone manned their posts, Kaoru on the gigantic controls for the mian gun, Hiko in the window seat, barking orders, Yahiko at Hiko's side Aoshi and Misao on the left and right side sub-cannons, Sano on the deflector shield control, Kenshin petting the comfy chair as if it were a cat, and Megumi taking over Kenshin's spot at the communication screen.
"I wonder what happened to the poisoner?" mused Yahiko aloud.
"Probably got caught and executed," Hiko replied emotionlessly. "It was a good plan though... Oh Jesus, it's him!"
"Who's him?"
Hiko pointed out the window. A silvery spacecraft with cannons sticking out the sides and an oblong slit for a view panel was hovering near Sojiro's spacecraft. A police siren was on the top, flashing lights and blaring that annoying waily sound so loud it could be heard inside their ship.
Hiko, who decided that he was going to be a smart-ass –again-, commented, "You've screwed up again, authoress. Sound can't travel in space, so how can we hear the siren? Answer that, bitch!
Divine voice, a.k.a. author (ess): WELL NOW SOUND CAN TRAVEL IN SPACE! AND SO CAN LIGHTNING--
"Which technically can't be happening because there is no atmosphere."
Author (ess): SHUT UP!
"Oh, and two more things: why do you insist upon talking in the script format? And why do you talk in capital letters? Is it some pathetic attempt to take up space?
Author (ess): I WILL TALK IN ANY FORMAT I CHOOSE! AND, JUST BETWEEN YOU AND ME, THE ONLY REASON I TALK LIKE THIS IS BECAUSE THE "CAPS LOCK" BUTTON IS STUCK!
"Then how can I speak in lowercase letters?"
Author (ess): I'M HOLDING THE SHIFT BUTTON DOWN!
"OKAY!"
At this point, Kaoru interjected, "Ummm, as charming as this conversation is, can we please get back to the important stuff? Like the ship with the police sirens?"
Author(ess): GOODBYE! (Disappears, though technically she never showed up in the first place...)
Hiko declared that that ship belonged to Saitou Hajime, and he was probably here to arrest Sojiro for some random crime. He was definitely not here to arrest anyone on the ship. Right?
Hearing the word "Saitou" Kenshin immediately flashed back to his last encounter with the policeman.
~~~
"Battousai," hissed Saitou, wearing his ever-neat police uniform. It was too scared of him to ever fall out of place. "I have substantial evidence that that chair has been used as a place to store illegal narcotics until the point at which they are sold or consumed by the dealer himself.
[At that point, Sano glanced shiftily around the room.
At that point, Hiko glanced shiftily around the room.
At that point, the evil Klotrilytii, monitoring them from their surveillance cameras, glanced shiftily around the room.]
"Therefore I will have to confiscate it"
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Kenshin wailed. "You can take my life, but PLEASE don't take comfy chair! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Wait a sec," Hiko asked. "Why are you confiscating the chair and not arresting him?"
"That chair has a more incriminating record than Zanza!"
"Hey!" Sano yelled. "So I don't pay all my bills all the time. That doesn't mean that I'm a bad guy!"
"It also says here that you got drunk and ran through the halls of the inter-galactic senate building yelling, 'THE BRITISH ARE COMING! THE BRITISH ARE COMING!' while the most important meeting in a thousand years was going on--"
"Uhhh..."
"Attempted to sneak a nuclear bomb out of the Danarian Weapons Headquarters by HIDING IT IN YOUR PANTS! —"
"Oh yeah... haha"
"Assaulted someone for talking on their Quantum cell phone to loudly [ A/N: Quantum cell phone patented by EvilScientistCorp. Mwahahahaha!]—"
"She was disturbing the peace!"
"Attached suction cups to your hands and climbed up the glass wall of the sacred Tsai-Kin monument in your underwear while singing the spider man theme song..."
"O-Kay...That's enough, I get the picture!"
Hiko took the opportunity to ask, "So what has the chair done?"
"That chair has claimed the lives of over 40 of the world's best starship captains... HEY WAIT A SEC! Battousai, go ahead and keep the chair!"
~~~
"Sir, we're receiving a message from the ship calling itself the Aku Soku Zan."
"Put them up on screen."
When the face of Saitou Hajime, universally-renowned policeman, captain of the Shipsengumi, the man with the iciest demeanor since the 4000-degree below zero planet Callidum blew up, appeared on screen, it was quite possibly the most traumatic sight that the crew had ever seen, a sight that would haunt them for decades to come.
***
ANOTHER cliffhanger. If you think you are getting sick of them, you best reconsider. I know what I'm going to do for the next chapter, and if I get a few reviews I will have it up soon.
