Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, I'm late. ;)

	I'm lagging about a week behind IN EVERYTHING, so sue me.  Well,
don't, because I'm broke.  I guess you could try, though... ;)

	Anyway... here goes.  C&C ahoy!

This is a followup to 'At The Movies,' '...Cats and Dogs,' and
'Things To Do:'  Each story is part of an alternate timeline and
as such does not strictly adhere to either Manga or Anime
canon. C-C and MST-ies are welcomed and appreciated either
publicly or privately.

	Except for the 'C&C welcome' bit, you've just confused the hell out
of me.  Did I miss some fics along the way somewheres?

Note: This takes place five hours after  '...Cats and Dogs,'
and within the first two months of Ranma's stay at the Tendou
Dojo.	

	Confusion rides again...

 	I should have let the bitch burn.
	

	<blink blink>  Well, you've got my attention, at least. ;)  Nice
opening.

	Its dark now, but its always dark. The wind is up. The
rustling of the branches and the sweeping of the leaves around
camp blanket the area completely; enveloping me the way
Hiba-chan's favorite quilt did, late at night in bed. Gods, how
embarassing to need a stupid cover to feel safe again after a
training session...
	
	Anyway, its comforting, the way the wind cuts through
most of the normal distractions; so indistinctly loud, I can
almost sit back and enjoy the quiet. Not quite, but close.
	

	I like these sense descriptions.  Good visuals, good sounds,
everything.  Nice job.

	The noseguards press against my face, an ant crawls
between the first two toes on my left foot, the wet cotton of my
robes that much heavier from the sweat, weighes me down. I
enjoy these things, the feelings... they comfort me.

	Noseguards?  Hmm... I guess they could be called that.  I've never
heard that before, though... it was kinda confusing.  (Geez, three times so
far.  Should I go for four? ;)

	I hate them.
	
	The ant's trek across my foot produces an itch that
sings misery, the sweat makes my robes that much heavier,
5, maybe 10 kilos. That'll slow me down if I get into trouble,
when I get into trouble. And the noseguards... the noseguards
are not the problem with the glasses.
	
	I... just a minute.
	
	What's that? The c-, wait-, eh?.

	? should be the only punctuation ending this fragment.  You don't
need a period there as well.

	
	How on earth does a cat get all the way out here, and
why can't I smell him? Oh, now that more like it...no, it smells
like a she.
	

	Why would he be able to smell them anyway?

	Impossible. Male cats don't smell like teenage girls.
Definitel-
	
	WHAT?
	
	Oh no. It can't be.
	
	Even if they found a manual, no one's that foolish. No
one *lives* long enough to find it if they're that stupid.
	
	And magic too? Damn.
		
	The last thing I want to do after a day's hike is get up
and look for ambition's latest victim. Especially someone with
chi like that. Alright, second-to last thing but...
	
	Hell.
	
	Never could resist a girl in trouble. One day I'll learn.
	
	Or die in agony wishing I did. 	
	
End. <Yeah right> 

	Ok, here's number four:

	I'M CONFUSED!!!

	Still, I like it, and the tone is intriguing.  From the looks of
things, there are a few fics that I missed somewhere that this one follows,
or something, since otherwise this would make absolutely no sense at all.

	Writing is excellent - I couldn't find any spelling or grammar
mistakes (with the one exception noted above) and the tense was consistent.
Great work.

	Looking forward to more!

	Brian Payne
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