Chapter Fifty-Three, 3354 words

[mars_assassins]

Comments

(this is really Derien, but my mom is on my computer...)

[eor]

Am completely absorbed by this, as usual. Nagi! So sweet! :) (At least so far - I haven't gotten very far, yet.)

Coupla things I noticed...

He indicated the seat beside him wordlessly, and Nagi stopped his dov and scrambled with boyish energy and a boyish lack of grave from his mount to it.

grave? gravity?

...

"What is it?" he asked, "What else have seen will happen, Crawford?"

"Have you"?

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Oh! Nagi! Schuldig! Everybody! I've got to rush off and read the next installment...

Re: (this is really Derien, but my mom is on my computer...)

[mars_assassins]

Thank you!

Thanks for catching those - argh, and when I proofread a zillion times, too . . .

"grave" = "grace"

And there is indeed a missing "you" in that sentence.

Re: (this is really Derien, but my mom is on my computer...)

[derien]

It's really impossible to catch everything yourself, because you know what you meant to say.

[htebazytook]

Asdfajdsib! Nagi! Whatever it is, don't do it.

[mars_assassins]

Nagi's a keen sort - but sadly inexperienced, even after an apprenticeship with Schwarz. He means well, though.

[maudite_a_deux]

even though his beard made him at other times look queerly older

Well, of course it does. Beards are so manly. They cannot help but make one look older.

Queerly older.

*cough*

[mars_assassins]

Schuldig doesn't like looking older at all, queerly or not! He can't wait to reach civilisation and barber shops again!