Daniel's Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi, not I, owns Inu-Yasha. And the powerful syndicates of Mordor (based in Hollywood) probably own "The fugitive."
This one was based on a conversation I had with my brother.
***
Officer Sango splashed through the pipe, breathing heavily as she turned the corner.
The roar of the falls where the water rushed out of the pipe and into the dam reservoir was deafening.
She looked over her shoulder; Officer Miroku was there, as backup.
"Just give it up, Inu-Yasha!" She shouted over the water. "We're taking you in!"
He scowled at them, feet planted at the precipice. "It wasn't me, dammit!"
He scooted back, building up his nerve. "It was the one-armed man!"
Sango pointed her gun at him. "You can't pin this one on your brother, Inu-Yasha!"
He lept.
***
Ha Ha Ha... making fun of Sesshoumaru's handicap NEVER gets old.
This one was based on a conversation I had with my brother.
***
Officer Sango splashed through the pipe, breathing heavily as she turned the corner.
The roar of the falls where the water rushed out of the pipe and into the dam reservoir was deafening.
She looked over her shoulder; Officer Miroku was there, as backup.
"Just give it up, Inu-Yasha!" She shouted over the water. "We're taking you in!"
He scowled at them, feet planted at the precipice. "It wasn't me, dammit!"
He scooted back, building up his nerve. "It was the one-armed man!"
Sango pointed her gun at him. "You can't pin this one on your brother, Inu-Yasha!"
He lept.
***
Ha Ha Ha... making fun of Sesshoumaru's handicap NEVER gets old.
