BaRkInG sNoUt by DARK DAY FOR ANIME 2. THE CONCRETE BLOCK "Dump me, will he?" Usagi marched down the street, angrily. "I'm not good enough for him, am I?" She spat with contempt, mixed in with a certain amount of bitterness. Yes, MaMoRu HaD dUmPeD hEr AgAiN! For about the third time in a week. She tried to work out what went wrong.... Was it the perfume she wore on their last date? Was she getting fat again, eating just one too many odangos? Was it because the brand of condoms they used the last time was inferior? Was it because of the economic downturn? Honestly, what the hell goes through a man's mind, sometimes? Meanwhile, Mamoru was wandering down the street, minding his own business, when from out of nowhere, a javelin stuck itself through his head! Ouch, he thought, and promptly fell to the ground, dead. Usagi walked past the construction site, still fuming. Just wait until the next time she saw him. She was going to give him a piece of her mind! (He needs it at the moment). "Look out, the cable's snapped!" She heard someone shout. She looked up just in time to see a large concrete block descending towards her. SPLAT! Oh well, thought Setsuna, scratch yet another Serenity and Endymion. Knew they weren't right for the job from the start. She lounged back on her deckchair, set high atop a building with a grand view of the Juuban district, putting down her binoculars, and picking up a pen and her 500 Year Diary. "Dear diary, there are benefits with regenerating into a woman. For one thing, I don't look like Sylvester McCoy...." ^_^ DDFA ayanami@merlin.net.au 29th Jan 1998