Mirage translation
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petroniaDrowned in work, staring overtime in the face, but over the weekend I finished the translation of that scene from Mirage 15. ...Okay, no, I didn't quite finish it. It's missing a few paragraphs at the beginning and a few pages at the end. But the sexy bit's there, more or less.
Disclaimer: over the weekend I also drank more alcohol than I did over the course of the previous two months. Booze! Booze and revelry! It's just as well I wasn't reading vol.20 or some such on Friday night or I would've tried to translate that too, after two rum 'n' cokes and most of a bottle of Asti. Or on Saturday night, after the ice wine and the smoky porter and the concorde grape ale and the micropub brew and the German lager and the Cognac beer. (And the bison sausages and the Belgian fries and the beef Stroganoff and the cream cakes...) So uh, if there are clauses missing, deal.
The sad thing is, when Takaya says he won't ask who Kaizaki really is? Where I am now - halfway through book 19 - he still hasn't figured it out. Even though people keep telling him. In fact, insofar as he's considering it at all (which he isn't because admittedly he's had an extremely hectic 72 hours), he's gotten the wrong idea altogether. I don't think he will figure it out, because HE IS THAT DUMB. >:E I greatly look forward to it coming out once, like, he's sleeping with Naoe and decides to tell him about this other guy because Naoe has a right to know his sexual history.
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What will linger in the mind of the shounen action-fantasy fan: that moment when you realise the world is going to end unless you do something about it, but everyone in said world - your family, your love, your friends, your nemesis - is out to get you. And all you have in your RPG party are one former enemy, one brash kid, and one animal sidekick. [1] ...And ninjas.
At least you have plenty of ninjas.
[1] And then those teenaged girl readers grow up to write pseudo-historical manga also gratuitously full of NINJA and BLACK PANTHERS... No, really, I am speechless. My left brain melted from the repeat slamming of my kink buttons and won't kickstart. I'll have to communicate in fanart from here on in.
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...Halfway through book 19. If Karin no Oukoku were in English it would be published as one of those chunky brick-sized fantasy novels instead of five slim tomes, and I would never have read it outside the house, let alone in the line at the Mondial de la bière or on outdoor café terraces. Tin said something once about certain books being associated with the act of reading as an experience, rather than the story in and of itself. Thinking about it I realise that I can actually recollect the physical circumstances under which I first read most books, as long as I remember the book itself; much in the same way as I recollect the circumstances under which I first tasted any given food. (A fact I consciously exploit. I don't think my memory is particularly good compared to others - entire visits to cities have dropped out of it, let alone formerly familiar people, and dates are impossible - but if I eat a new kind of fruit or drink a new flavour of soda, I'll always remember where I was when I did, who handed it to me, what time of the day it was and what the smell in the air was like. Thus I compulsively taste-test new foods and never lose any weight.) It just so happens that "physical circumstances" mostly equal me lying on the carpet in my room, or ensconced in a library alcove. ^^; But Mirage of Blaze has been with me to house parties and rock shows, parks and restaurants, in the metro every morning and on the plane between two continents. I sense that once I finish these books I'll feel like I've said goodbye to a buddy, albeit one of those types who show up at one's door wild-eyed at 3AM wearing nothing but boxers, schlepping illegal substances and a tale of woe regarding their dysfunctional love life.
Disclaimer: over the weekend I also drank more alcohol than I did over the course of the previous two months. Booze! Booze and revelry! It's just as well I wasn't reading vol.20 or some such on Friday night or I would've tried to translate that too, after two rum 'n' cokes and most of a bottle of Asti. Or on Saturday night, after the ice wine and the smoky porter and the concorde grape ale and the micropub brew and the German lager and the Cognac beer. (And the bison sausages and the Belgian fries and the beef Stroganoff and the cream cakes...) So uh, if there are clauses missing, deal.
The sad thing is, when Takaya says he won't ask who Kaizaki really is? Where I am now - halfway through book 19 - he still hasn't figured it out. Even though people keep telling him. In fact, insofar as he's considering it at all (which he isn't because admittedly he's had an extremely hectic 72 hours), he's gotten the wrong idea altogether. I don't think he will figure it out, because HE IS THAT DUMB. >:E I greatly look forward to it coming out once, like, he's sleeping with Naoe and decides to tell him about this other guy because Naoe has a right to know his sexual history.
***
What will linger in the mind of the shounen action-fantasy fan: that moment when you realise the world is going to end unless you do something about it, but everyone in said world - your family, your love, your friends, your nemesis - is out to get you. And all you have in your RPG party are one former enemy, one brash kid, and one animal sidekick. [1] ...And ninjas.
At least you have plenty of ninjas.
[1] And then those teenaged girl readers grow up to write pseudo-historical manga also gratuitously full of NINJA and BLACK PANTHERS... No, really, I am speechless. My left brain melted from the repeat slamming of my kink buttons and won't kickstart. I'll have to communicate in fanart from here on in.
***
...Halfway through book 19. If Karin no Oukoku were in English it would be published as one of those chunky brick-sized fantasy novels instead of five slim tomes, and I would never have read it outside the house, let alone in the line at the Mondial de la bière or on outdoor café terraces. Tin said something once about certain books being associated with the act of reading as an experience, rather than the story in and of itself. Thinking about it I realise that I can actually recollect the physical circumstances under which I first read most books, as long as I remember the book itself; much in the same way as I recollect the circumstances under which I first tasted any given food. (A fact I consciously exploit. I don't think my memory is particularly good compared to others - entire visits to cities have dropped out of it, let alone formerly familiar people, and dates are impossible - but if I eat a new kind of fruit or drink a new flavour of soda, I'll always remember where I was when I did, who handed it to me, what time of the day it was and what the smell in the air was like. Thus I compulsively taste-test new foods and never lose any weight.) It just so happens that "physical circumstances" mostly equal me lying on the carpet in my room, or ensconced in a library alcove. ^^; But Mirage of Blaze has been with me to house parties and rock shows, parks and restaurants, in the metro every morning and on the plane between two continents. I sense that once I finish these books I'll feel like I've said goodbye to a buddy, albeit one of those types who show up at one's door wild-eyed at 3AM wearing nothing but boxers, schlepping illegal substances and a tale of woe regarding their dysfunctional love life.
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Date: 2005-06-06 10:20 pm (UTC)Assuming, of course, that she will ever stop writing them. There are, what, forty book so far? She's like the Robert Jordan of Japan.
... MoB is Andrew?
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Date: 2005-06-06 11:06 pm (UTC)MoB is Andrew. Melodrama and weird fixation on lord-retainer relationships and all.
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Date: 2005-06-07 12:34 am (UTC)♥
p.s. where *did* you get Kurono Nanae talking about Mirage and her koukouseikatsu? Her blog? XD
p.s. (2) - I MISS KOTAROU'S TIGERS. ;_;
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Date: 2005-06-07 02:40 am (UTC)(It was from some Japanese fan's online comments on an interview with her and Kuwabara in Comic Blade Zebel. Said fan speculated that the fact Hijikata always wears black in PMK is an hommage to Mirage as well - which causes great pain to my fangirl soul, but not as much pain as the whole BLACK PANTHER THING which is far more obvious.)
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Date: 2005-06-07 02:47 am (UTC)Wait, wait, black panther...? Is this something in PMK 5 which I have yet to read?
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Date: 2005-06-07 03:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 03:17 am (UTC)(If Ichigo's soul gets a Time Limit through being Hollow-fied or whatnot, well...I'll be in that corner quietly banging my head against a rock.)
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Date: 2005-06-07 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 03:15 am (UTC)What I think she should write is crack AUs. JUST LIKE THE FANDOM.
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Date: 2005-06-07 06:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-07 05:15 pm (UTC)