fix up makoto pass

src/chapters/arthurian.tex

@@ -26,7 +26,7 @@ After a short while we decided we'd each play with a toy.  Soon after came splas
 
 A splash squared up against my right ear and I recoiled.  ``Eee!''  I looked over at the source and found a girl roughly the age of my own kids.  She must have just jumped in.
 
-A playful look held on her face asking a simple question: *May I join you?*
+A playful look held on her face asking a simple question: \emph{May I join you?}
 
 My boys mounted a rescue operation and coordinated a splash of their own at her in response.  I was fairly certain I could defend myself against a small child, but who could deny them the fun of splashing and squealing they got out of it?
 
@@ -54,7 +54,7 @@ I shot a look toward Elin and Aeren.  ``Boys, be kind to your new friend.''
 
 They both nodded, not fully understanding the life this poor girl must have had. They did, however, intimately understand that if they didn't comply, something bad would happen.
 
-I walked out of the pool over to the small table where I'd set down our things, my eyes darting back every 42 centiseconds or so at the kids.  I drew some water from a canteen I had prepared earlier, then journeyed to the lifeguard's stand. ``Excuse me, ma'am.'' 
+I walked out of the pool over to the small table where I'd set down our things, my eyes darting back every 42 centiseconds or so at the kids.  I drew some water from a canteen I had prepared earlier, then journeyed to the lifeguard's stand. ``Excuse me, ma'am.''
 
 She looked down at me for a second, returning her vigilant gaze to the scene right after.  ``Yes, she's mine.  Thank you for being mindful of her.''  Her voice was gentle yet certain, full of youth yet wisened beyond her years.  It sent deep uncomforting chills down my spine.
 
@@ -94,7 +94,7 @@ She nodded and we ran to the restroom as a group of four.  I made sure to grab m
 
 Oh right, me with my handgun in the car because I decided to be a Law-Abiding Citizen for once in my life.
 
-Fucking Gun-Free Zone campaigns.  Yes, let's show the world how For-The-People we are by FUCKING DISARMAMENT.  
+Fucking Gun-Free Zone campaigns.  Yes, let's show the world how For-The-People we are by FUCKING DISARMAMENT.
 
 Anyway, out of the corner of my eye I saw the lifeguard holding one of the most iconic sniper rifles in history or something like it.  How she even hid it I had no fucking idea but good girls didn't complain when something premium dropped.
 
@@ -102,7 +102,7 @@ I had barely managed to secure the restroom door when the first shot rang out.
 
 All three of the children clapsed their ears tight.
 
-All I could think about was that it *wasn't* our girl's sniper.  My heart sank knowing she had probably just lost whatever fight was going on outside.
+All I could think about was that it \emph{wasn't} our girl's sniper.  My heart sank knowing she had probably just lost whatever fight was going on outside.
 
 Thankfully the gunfire was swapped out for some shouting, which meant no pew-pew for the time being.  I couldn't make out what was being yelled, but it was clearly voices.  First a husky male, then...
 
@@ -114,15 +114,15 @@ I stopped trying to interpret what was being said because I was never going to u
 
 I sighed as deep as I could.  I looked at the three of them cowering furthest from the door.
 
-Idiots! Two inches of wood's not gonna-
+Two inches of wood's not gonna do much to protect them.
 
-No, Elaine, they're *children.* *Children* have no *reason* to know positional warfare.
+But they're children.  Children have no reason to know even the first thing about positional warfare.
 
 My boys were looking up to me, awaiting orders.
 
 I threw my thumb to the corner next to the door, trusting 10 inches of brick over 2 inches of useless.
 
-Course, if their sniper carried .50 cal it wouldn't matter. What really irked me was that it *didn't* matter what he packed; the door move was STILL best.
+Course, if their sniper carried .50 cal it wouldn't matter. What really irked me was that it \emph{didn't} matter what he packed; the door move was STILL best.
 
 Game theory was a bitch.
 
@@ -138,7 +138,7 @@ I gave the universal Shhh signal and moved to the other side of the door.  I unl
 
 And the lifeguard shouted true, ``I don't care. You can't kill her.''
 
-Adreanline had this way of taking away the uncanniness of shouting without screeching.  I just wished the same applied to desperation. 
+Adreanline had this way of taking away the uncanniness of shouting without screeching.  I just wished the same applied to desperation.
 
 The man's laugh refilled my Fuck-Everything-Around-Me dose.  ``Well, I only see one of you, no girl, and several of us.  Where's that little brat hiding anyway?''
 
@@ -148,7 +148,7 @@ The room shook and my ear probably bled, hell, they both did. Did I forget to me
 
 And lo and behold, the SWAT SQUAD stopped SWATTing and stood there like their turns got skipped.
 
-Apparently Miss Lifeguard knew what an attack of opportunity was because now the sniper that I DEFINITELY wasn't crushing on turned into a blood splatter, as opposed to the sniper that I merely *totally* wasn't crushing on.
+Apparently Miss Lifeguard knew what an attack of opportunity was because now the sniper that I DEFINITELY wasn't crushing on turned into a blood splatter, as opposed to the sniper that I merely \emph{totally} wasn't crushing on.
 
 Which was awesome and all, but now shit got real.
 
@@ -160,7 +160,7 @@ Thankfully, I had my own little care package in the form of an Elin.
 
 I turned and saw him pointing toward my feet.  A large silver case lay there and I knew for a fact I didn't miss it when I came in.
 
-Altria, for her part, whispered with a bright, bright grin. ``Merlin.'' 
+Altria, for her part, whispered with a bright, bright grin. ``Merlin.''
 
 I seized the opportunity and oppened it up. Inside was an AR15, not fully automatic like the goons had, but that didn't matter because I only had 120 rounds divided into four magazines.  That and it was still enough for relief to wash over me; being weaponless in a bad situation was new to me.  I did not like it.  0/10 would not recommend.
 
@@ -214,7 +214,7 @@ A bullet flew past me from the wrong direction.
 
 Jinx.
 
-I turned my attention to the new front featuring rifles poking out from said locker rooms.  It left my back exposed to Wave One, but I figured a magic lifeguard could hail them in suppressive fire.  After all, these three pieces WERE in a line. 
+I turned my attention to the new front featuring rifles poking out from said locker rooms.  It left my back exposed to Wave One, but I figured a magic lifeguard could hail them in suppressive fire.  After all, these three pieces WERE in a line.
 
 Which apparently meant nothing to these fucks because a bullet flew clean through my shin and the rest of my leg shattered beneath my weight.
 
@@ -230,7 +230,7 @@ I felt in the remainder of my bones that this would be the last scene I'd ever s
 
 Then the reliefs on the wall started glowing.  The more I took them in, the more they were speaking to me.  In my minds eye, I saw each of them as Legendary weapons.  The one that really stuck out was, obviously, the sword.
 
-The sword was a beautiful thing, unmistakably divine in origin.  Only one sword like it in existence... two if you count Excalibur but this was the other one.  *This* was Caliburn, better known as the Sword in the Stone.  Ironic, since it was in a pool, and the sword that comes out of the water was *not* Caliburn.
+The sword was a beautiful thing, unmistakably divine in origin.  Only one sword like it in existence... two if you count Excalibur but this was the other one.  \emph{This} was Caliburn, better known as the Sword in the Stone.  Ironic, since it was in a pool, and the sword that comes out of the water was \emph{not} Caliburn.
 
 It was all crystal clear.  An Arthurian tale unfolded before my eyes.
 
@@ -240,9 +240,9 @@ That meant these cops worked for Morgan le Fae, which meant they weren't even bo
 
 At least Caliburn floated before me.  It looked so real I had to reach for it, despite the massive hallucinations I should be feeling from having my leg shot off.
 
-And because nothing else in my day went as planned, the sword was real.  As in, I wrapped my hand around it and felt *resistance* and *weight*.
+And because nothing else in my day went as planned, the sword was real.  As in, I wrapped my hand around it and felt \emph{resistance} and \emph{weight}.
 
-I had torn a sword out of the fabric of the universe.  A legendary sword.  \emph{The} Legendary Sword.  No not *that* Legendary Sword, the other one.
+I had torn a sword out of the fabric of the universe.  A legendary sword.  \emph{The} Legendary Sword.  No not \emph{that} Legendary Sword, the other one.
 
 The world returned to me.  Okay, logically I knew it to be the other way around, but you try telling that to a girl who just got her leg back by sheer fucking magic.
 
@@ -266,7 +266,7 @@ My eyes darted around a moment and locked onto him trying to unlock a car.  Appa
 
 I did.
 
-I closed the distance in a second, speaking with a fuller voice than I should have had. ``I am Elaine, Protector of The Sword and mother of two. Fear my wrath.''  I plunged the sword into his chest, *then* admired just how cool that just was.
+I closed the distance in a second, speaking with a fuller voice than I should have had. ``I am Elaine, Protector of The Sword and mother of two. Fear my wrath.''  I plunged the sword into his chest, \emph{then} admired just how cool that was.
 
 Next up, did I still have children?