Karen stood in the shadows of Precinct 5 in Nova Praetoria, utterly befuddled at the situation surrounding her. Why was she here, and dressed in her mother's old fox hunting outfit? And what was this nonsense about her being in Powers Division? She didn't have powers!
The Voice whispered again in its maddeningly amused tone, Omoshiroi! Omoshiroi! Totemo omoshiroi de gozaimasu!
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll
The Voice whispered again in its maddeningly amused tone, Omoshiroi! Omoshiroi! Totemo omoshiroi de gozaimasu!
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll