From: tiki61@my-deja.com <tiki61@my-deja.com> Subject: Re: [PW!] All Aboard the S.S. Anne! Date: Saturday, February 26, 2000 Tiki walked out of the infirmary with SInder at his side, "SHIT I forgot my coffee, I'm gonna go back and get it you stay here Sinder," Tiki ran back to the infermery and was about to go in when he heard a conversation going on between the two people inside the room. He also peered in through a door window and began to eve's drop. > > Nisemon > > looked at Shikaku, then back at the blade. Something strange happened. > > Nisemon put his face very close to the blade, as if he was looking at > > himself. > > "My God, I'm gorgeous!" he said. > > "What?" Shikaku looked at him strangely. > > "I'm gorgeous! Look at me!" he pulled Shikaku's face toward his > > reflection in the sword. Shikaku started to walk back to Sarah with his hand > > on the katana, but Nisemon refused to let go. > > "Hey, it's my sword now. Get your own." Nisemon scoffed without letting > > his eyes leave his own reflection. > > "What are you talking about? Get a mirror." he said to Nisemon. He > > wouldn't let go. Shikaku kicked him in the knee. He wouldn't budge. He > > repeated. Nisemon was fixed on his reflection. He finally just yanked the > > sword from him. > > "Stupid ugly man! Give me my sword back!" He yelled at Shikaku with the > > most rage he had ever had before. He grabbed some tounge depressors from a > > nearby jar. He started to throw them at Shikaku. He turned around. > > "My God, what are you?" Shikaku rolled his eyes. > > "Do you really want to know?" Nisemon grinned. > > "No, you don't," he decided after a short pause. "You know, I wasn't > going to kill that kid. Just scare him." He dropped the box of tongue > depressors, and smiled in a worrying way. "Thanks for the rescue, by the > way. And there's something I *really* want to ask you." Tiki felt the back of his neck thinking about how close he was to getting his neck sliced. > Shikaku sweatdropped. "What?" > > "I hate this guy," said Nisemon matter-of-factly, while pointing at his > own face. "But is it me, or is he really, really gorgeous? I can't say I > noticed, what with this and all." He pulled at his eyelid, making his > eye look red and bulging. > > "What do you mean?" Shikaku involuntarily took a step backwards. He > stared as the blood stained youth turned his attention to the reflection > in the sword once again. "What the hell is going on in there, this is disgusting," Tiki whispered to himself. > "My God, I'm better looking than James," stated Nisemon. "I am so > thoroughly stunning, that I really wish I was somebody else. I wish..." > he spun around to face Shikaku, "...that I was you." > > "Wish you were me? Why?" > > "Do you fancy me? I bet you're hoping that I'm a girl. I can see that I > would make a pretty good one," Nisemon babbled, turning the sword to > look at himself again. He sounded half hysterical, as if he was trying > to convince himself of something. > > "Er look, I'm going. Can I have my sword back?" > > "Shut up!" shouted Nisemon, suddenly looking scared. He stuck one finger > in his ear, then dropped the sword and covered his head with his hands. > Shikaku watched as the green haired youth sank to his knees. > > "You're a murderer." said the voice in Nisemon's head, quietly at first > and then repeating, getting louder and louder. "You murderer. Stop > trying to deny it, you cannot get away, you can't hide in your insanity > this time..." > > "SHUT UP!" Nisemon screeched again. Tiki accidently pushed the handle and almost fell into the room, "Heh... heh heh hey guys, just forgot my coffee... here it is, heh heh." Tiki grabbed his coffee, as Nisemon stopped shouting and realized what was going on. Tiki walked out backwards looking at Nisemon on the ground. "Heh heh I'll just be going... yes thats it I am going now." Tiki turned and exited uickly shutting the door behind him. "Fuck I'm a bad actor." Tiki walked quickly to Sinder and walked to the main deck. TBC <Okay you guys do whatever, just wanted to write something.)