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The green skinned tw'lek considered shooting the small cowled creature simply out of expediency. After all, its first act upon meeting them was pulling out one of those light sticks and threatening to kill her. Still, she decided to wait for Ruusan's signal. After all, the metal head woman was stupidly violent. It wouldn't do to upset such a woman.

Turning her attention back upon the blue skinned twi'lek Arla ensured he was still where he was bound. After all, she had just attempted to murder him. Seeing him meekly still Arla turned her attention back to the Jawa, her bare breasts bobbing as she settled her aim.

"What that is?" Arla asked again, gesturing with her light stick in the creature's direction, "Where come it? It we kill?"
Well, that was odd....

I caught that earlier and I also am quite eager to see it. The first was very well done, despite messing up the Oniwabanshu. I'm curious to see where it goes next. The live action version of Starship Yamato was also quite good. My personal favorite is the Macross series: Macross, Macross Plus and Macross Frontier. I like to pretend that Macross 7 never happened.

I'm currently re-watching Basilisk because a friend hasn't seen it yet. (Good Lord I love Okoi. She was soooo stupid...) A shame the live action wasn't done better.

I'm also set to re-watch Hellsing. It's been such a very long time that I can't remember it at all.
I wouldn't think Letters of Marque wouldn't be all that difficult to acquire. It's a "Win-win" situation for both parties. The local governor doesn't have to worry about that particular ship ever attacking his nation's vessels. (If the pirate was crazy enough to do so he'd be quite readily marked for a particular nasty vengeance and she'd never be able to acquire a letter of marque from anyone else. Who would trust her?) In return, you cause trouble with another rival nation.

Yes, decidedly "win-win".
*grins* High school was something I wasn't very fond of. That's one of the reasons I was so drawn to Xavier's School back when I was younger. A school with no classrooms? How bloody cool is that?

It's just weird. In North American culture and Japanese culture, high school seems to be the best and most interesting part of everyone's lives. That's one of the reasons I love Anime's period pieces, fantasy pieces and such. No high schools exist! Rurouni Kenshin for the win! The High School thing has become so dominant that it turned me off most anime entirely.
That could work. It reminds me of an anime I read about where the high schoolers... (what is it with Japan and high school?) had pieces of jewellery that made them reincarnations of ancient personalities from the Sengoku period.

Yours sounds more interesting.

I would go so far as to say most of those in the war fell. That way you can have some specific uber powerful NPCs to contend with that are still pissed at the spirits inside the artifacts. (Perhaps these are the weapons that those people wielded?) Secondly, maybe it was just the special mystically endowed heroes. After all, who cares about the lowly unpowered soldier and the powers he doesn't have to grant you anyways? Maybe there was a weapon of mass destruction used by a third party that killed all the heroes and villains in that last final battle alike and thrust their "souls" into their weapons and/or equipment.
Sarah inhaled deeply, for a moment taken aback by the lack of salt's tang in the air. Down on the main deck the sailors of the schooner that had not fallen in battle had thrown down their arms, many taking to their knees with hands above their heads. Clearly it had been a rout. The only real difficulty had lain in defeating the captain and that was done. Slowly, as the blond mutant girl peered about, her bosom stopped heaving.

"A duel?" Sarah questioned, "with you? Are you kidding? You just took a dagger to your own gut just to snatch away his blade. That was insane! I've never seen the scenario do that, just up its skill level to that degree!

"That was magnificent," she added, putting ebony fingernails to her own black stained lips and blew Laura a kiss, "simply magnificent!"

Shaking her head, golden locks bouncing across her slender, ebony silk wrapped shoulders, Sarah chuckled mirthfully. Thankfully, the Danger Room couldn't simulate a beheading... or at least- she was pretty sure it couldn't- could it? That would be damn freaky, rolling around on the ground and looking up at your own body. No, going up against Laura directly was tantamount to suicide.

Which... of course was why she wasn't going to.

"-and now that you're a captain now," she continued, changing subjects, "you're going to need the hat to suit the part."

Turning her back on Laura, Sarah examined the ruined wreck of the former captain. Planting her bare foot on the deceased captain's face Sarah turned his head and then leaned forwards, bending at the waist so that her shapely, naked buttocks, completely visible through the sheer silk was pointed directly at Laura. With that as distraction she carefully used one hand to scoop up the former captain's unused pistol in addition to his wide brimmed hat. The simple plan was to obscure the pistol with the hat, fire directly through the fabric and lay Laura flat.
Definitely could use a few more players
"I know not of this 'am-moe' you speak of," Assallya said as she led the way, "but perhaps there is some magic that can be of service."

The lizard man called Silvack was interesting. She'd encountered the type, usually dwarves, with a lust for combat and testing their mettle. She also knew a thief like that, that couldn't resist searching for the ever greater score. Nothing would stop such a person save the grave. Even then she suspected this one would be struggling the entire time he was being dragged in.

The woods they entered as they left the glade in which the tower stood were ancient and the canopy thick.. Almost immediately shadow engulfed them broken by the occasional golden ray slicing through the gloom like godly spears piercing a mortal shield. The area grew more hilly, as they skirted the edge of the mountain. Beyond, in the shadows, they could hear a brook burbling, taking water from the melting snow cap above to the distant sea a thousand or more leagues away.
Arla paused, her finger curled around the trigger and in the midst of squeezing. What the hell was that small thing? Arla couldn't see anything inside the small person's cowl, just a pair of amber orbs swirling inside the shadows. The one thing she was sure of was that it was holding one of those light sticks off-worlders used and it was aimed loosely at both herself and the metal head woman. She could turn her light stick but there was no possibility of twisting fast enough to shoot first.

"What that is?" Arla asked, since she spoke not a word of Jawa and everything it said just rolled across her ear cones as gibberish.
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