Subject: Re: [PW!] A Star is Re-born Date: Sun, 18 Aug 2002 12:58:50 -0700 From: "Tech Weaver - What is Risc Xanadu?" <nichirasu@hotmail.com> Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon "Amber Foxwing" <foxfire@c0x.net> wrote in message news:ujj79.206812$L02.9427889@news1.west.cox.net... > > Cine nudged her leg. > "Alexz. They helped you back to health. Thank them!" > She sighed and turned to the group. > "Thank you for helping me, but I am afraid I cannot spare her life in > return. A job is a job." > She walked out the door with Cine and the restrained Furret following. As > soon as she was out she quickly turned aside and climbed swiftly up the wall > of the gym, dropping noiselessly inside again. She let the shadows be her > cloak and settled down to watch, ever alert. > A moment later, once everything inside the gym had settled down, another person walked in. The boy was about Keaton's age, and wore a black sweatshirt. The shadow from his hood covered everything above his nose and he kept his hands concealed in the sweatshirt's pockets. A quite striking feature were the metal anklets he wore on both ankles, two on each leg. "Is the gym leader Whitney in?" he asked. His voice was gruff, yet smooth and gentle. "No, sorry," Bob said. "She had a family emergency. You can challenge me for the badge if you want." "No thank you," the boy declined, as if he already knew what Bob was going to say and was in a hurry to get out. "I'll come back another time." The boy turned to leave, but paused as he was about to pass Kitsu. He stood there, as if waiting for something. "Do I..." Kitsu paused in her question, as if she thought it were cliche and but decided that she didn't know a better way to ask it. "... Know you from somewhere?" "No," the boy replied. His tone was resignedly disappointed. "You don't." With that, he left the gym. His pace was decidedly faster than when he came in. Kitsu thought she detected a hint of sadness, where as nearby psychics barely registered his mind at all. "Who was that?" Keaton said. There was something about familiar him he couldn't quite put his finger on. "I have no idea," Kitsu said. "I think..." To be continued... Who is this mysterious youth? Is he part of my secret plan? Will he show up again as some sort of "deus ex machina"? Who knows? I might not even use him again. But if you ask real nice, I might e-mail the answer to you. -- Chet "Tech" Weaver's Revised Basic Sig It's the lies that bother me. Desperado Coyote! http://desperadocoyote.keenspace.com "No ride is complete without a clown in an electric chair." -- My brother "If you have a problem, then by all means whine about it. When you're ready to actually SOLVE the problem, feel free to sober up and help me come up with a plan." -- Me, in a message board RP.