IT's shorter, but much faster. Take yer pick.
Ch. 10 I guess, "Mail"
Harry stalked down the corridor, slowly finding his way to the Owlery. The paintings were rather helpful in pointing him in the right direction, and he was soon there. Kazema flew to him from a high perch somewhere. Harry patted the bird on his shoulder and sat down by the wall. "Just a minute girl, I've got to finish writing the letters." Harry pulled out a ball point pen and a pad of paper, this whole having to dip the quill every line or so was really starting to bug him and if he didn't have to, he wouldn't.
Translated for your enjoyment
To Ranma,
Don't freak out about the Owl, apparently the people that I've been sent off to use them as mail carrying pets. How's it going? I'm stuck in a Kami forsaken place where nobody practices the arts. The only practice I get is fighting a large three headed dog. I'm sure that you're going to whip me next time we meet. And yes there will be a next time. Apparently these people only want me around for 10 months, then they will be sending me back. It's really annoying the way everyone here is insistent on calling me Potteru. Oh yeah, Hibiki Ryouga is angry about that missed duel. Yes I know you waited three days. You had just left when he got there, and so now he's hunting you. If you want, I can have Kazema lead him to you next time I write.
The Owl will wait for you to write a reply.
From Harry
Harry tore the sheet off the pad, wrote Ranma's name on it and handed it to the bird, but before Kazema could take off, he told her, "Wait, I've got one more to write." Kazema settled back down onto his shoulder. Harry started in on his next letter.
To Hibiki Ryouga
I apologize for disappearing while we were so close to China. I would like you to know that I am alive and well, but am suffering from a lack of decent sparing partners. Apparently there is such things as magic, and it was used to pull me from the ocean to a school in England. The people who took me will send me back in ten or so months and maybe we could have a bout then. I'm sorry that I cannot give you a way to reply yet, My pet Owl is very busy and cannot wait around for you to write back. But next time I send you a letter Kazema will wait around.
Don't get too good without me.
From Harry.
This time he wrote Hibiki Ryouga on the front and gave them both to Kazema.
"Girl, I want you to take this one to Hibiki-san first but don't wait for a reply. Then take that one to Ranma and wait for him to write back. Just keep away from my uncle." The owl hooted and flew off, notes clutched in its talons.
Seeing as he had the rest of the day, well until his detention, off, Harry made his way outside to practice. The sky was its usual calming blue, a cloud dotted it here and there. Harry started to do Katas moving slowly. As his body ran through familiar movements, his mind turned inward to his chi. This was always an exercise in frustration, but the rewards would be well worth the effort. He had already mastered using his chi internally. He could use it to heal wounds, increase his muscle strength and all sorts of things that were useful to him. As his body danced about the grass, the gash in his arm started to glow a soft white and heal.
After mastering the internal use of chi, he turned to externalizing it. It always frustrated him because he would get so close, and then his grip on the internal chi external ki barrier would fall apart. He got no closer today. In fact, the massive amounts of energy hanging about the place made Harry loose his grip much sooner than normal. He opened his eyes with a low growl at his failure, and noticed that the sun had moved quite a bit. In fact, it was time for dinner. He quickly finished his kata and ran into the castle. Never noticing the eyes that followed him in.
AN: well you said to update sooner, and in the good graces of getting a C in biochemistry, here's your update, I know it's short, but it was a perfect stopping point and I wanted the next chapter to be its own and not a part of dis one.
Thank you to all the people who reviewed, (and actually read the story before doing so)
Ch. 10 I guess, "Mail"
Harry stalked down the corridor, slowly finding his way to the Owlery. The paintings were rather helpful in pointing him in the right direction, and he was soon there. Kazema flew to him from a high perch somewhere. Harry patted the bird on his shoulder and sat down by the wall. "Just a minute girl, I've got to finish writing the letters." Harry pulled out a ball point pen and a pad of paper, this whole having to dip the quill every line or so was really starting to bug him and if he didn't have to, he wouldn't.
Translated for your enjoyment
To Ranma,
Don't freak out about the Owl, apparently the people that I've been sent off to use them as mail carrying pets. How's it going? I'm stuck in a Kami forsaken place where nobody practices the arts. The only practice I get is fighting a large three headed dog. I'm sure that you're going to whip me next time we meet. And yes there will be a next time. Apparently these people only want me around for 10 months, then they will be sending me back. It's really annoying the way everyone here is insistent on calling me Potteru. Oh yeah, Hibiki Ryouga is angry about that missed duel. Yes I know you waited three days. You had just left when he got there, and so now he's hunting you. If you want, I can have Kazema lead him to you next time I write.
The Owl will wait for you to write a reply.
From Harry
Harry tore the sheet off the pad, wrote Ranma's name on it and handed it to the bird, but before Kazema could take off, he told her, "Wait, I've got one more to write." Kazema settled back down onto his shoulder. Harry started in on his next letter.
To Hibiki Ryouga
I apologize for disappearing while we were so close to China. I would like you to know that I am alive and well, but am suffering from a lack of decent sparing partners. Apparently there is such things as magic, and it was used to pull me from the ocean to a school in England. The people who took me will send me back in ten or so months and maybe we could have a bout then. I'm sorry that I cannot give you a way to reply yet, My pet Owl is very busy and cannot wait around for you to write back. But next time I send you a letter Kazema will wait around.
Don't get too good without me.
From Harry.
This time he wrote Hibiki Ryouga on the front and gave them both to Kazema.
"Girl, I want you to take this one to Hibiki-san first but don't wait for a reply. Then take that one to Ranma and wait for him to write back. Just keep away from my uncle." The owl hooted and flew off, notes clutched in its talons.
Seeing as he had the rest of the day, well until his detention, off, Harry made his way outside to practice. The sky was its usual calming blue, a cloud dotted it here and there. Harry started to do Katas moving slowly. As his body ran through familiar movements, his mind turned inward to his chi. This was always an exercise in frustration, but the rewards would be well worth the effort. He had already mastered using his chi internally. He could use it to heal wounds, increase his muscle strength and all sorts of things that were useful to him. As his body danced about the grass, the gash in his arm started to glow a soft white and heal.
After mastering the internal use of chi, he turned to externalizing it. It always frustrated him because he would get so close, and then his grip on the internal chi external ki barrier would fall apart. He got no closer today. In fact, the massive amounts of energy hanging about the place made Harry loose his grip much sooner than normal. He opened his eyes with a low growl at his failure, and noticed that the sun had moved quite a bit. In fact, it was time for dinner. He quickly finished his kata and ran into the castle. Never noticing the eyes that followed him in.
AN: well you said to update sooner, and in the good graces of getting a C in biochemistry, here's your update, I know it's short, but it was a perfect stopping point and I wanted the next chapter to be its own and not a part of dis one.
Thank you to all the people who reviewed, (and actually read the story before doing so)