Ranma/ Burning Rangers
Burning Sky
Cut scene 2; 'The calm before...'
"Hey Ranma, tried the punch lately?"
Ranma's face colored as red as her dress at the taunt, and glared at her wife, "Nabiki, dear, they seem to recognize me after all," she stated in an aggravated, yet calm voice.
"Hmm, so they do, not surprising since both your forms are so well known," Nabiki mock-mused.
"And you hadn't thought about this before?" Onna-Ranma asked somewhat incredulously.
"All that matters is you hadn't, and we're here now," Nabiki's mischievous smile partially offset Ranma's agitation, but for a moment...
"Mr., er, Mrs. Saotome, we gonna get a free show again?"
"I'll just remind you that my offer still stands..."
"Is that a tear away dress?"
"The girls got a thrill last time, how about entertaining us guys now?
"...do bacheleorette parties?"
"Nabiki, please have the mercy to allow me to just die right here and now," as red as Ranma's face was at the moment, a potential aneurysm my just grant her wish.
"Sorry, Ranma-baby, not until you at least meet Dr. What's-his-face, and give me a few dances."
Nabiki/s double meaning was lost on Ranma, "Uh, Nabiki, aren't you a little embarrassed to dance with me as a woman? I mean there may be people who don't know around here, after all..."
"Married for eight years, and you ask me that now?" questioned Nabiki with a half lidded stare, before her expression became cheery again, "besides, it just means I get to lead."
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"Ah, Mr. Landman, Ms. Lane, how honored I am that the Burning Rangers were able to make attendance," proclaimed Dr. Kimson as he heartily greeted Big, arm and arm with Courtney."
"We're glad to be here, I understand everything passed first tests with no ill or adverse effects."
"Pish posh, that was the limited test over the Arctic, and over a limited range. This will be a test in itself, though I am confident that everything will be fine."
"Your confidence is comforting, doctor, if everything succeeds, weather related accidents will be a thing of the past, I'm looking forward to the lightened workload myself."
"Indeed," exclaimed the good professor, "this development will save many lives to come, and lead into other developments. Imagine a Stormwatch over Mars, allowing us to cultivate and terra-form..."
"Kinda ambitious there," interrupted Courtney, who was becoming duly bored with the conversation, "excuse me, but I think I see Ranma stripping again, or something..."
"Well, shove a few credits down his thong for me while you're at it," chuckled Big, "anyhow, what were you saying about Mars?"
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"Hiya cutie, Nabiki-baby, enjoying yourselves?" asked the brunette Burning Ranger as she met up with her teammate and wife.
"Just peachy," muttered Ranma, "between my hose trying to ride up and the requests for 'performances', everything is just dandy."
"Well, it would be more interesting than having to listen to the snobs and bigheads around here, sure you're not up to it? We can make it a double, if Nabiki joins in, a triple feature."
"Not EVEN funny, girlfriend," snapped Nabiki, "I'll only show my assets for top dollar, and I get top billing too."
"You two, quit it. I'd like to get through this night with as little embarrassment as possible."
"Just not possible," remarked her wife, "after all, you 'are' Ranma; embarrassing situations just seem to be attracted to you as much as water.
"Well, as long as it's only a minor situation. Have you been listening to these people, I heard a couple of them almost suspecting this place was gonna crash and burn."
"I sure hope not," added Courtney, "I'm nervous enough as it is, in this huge floating potential catastrophe, darn, I'm not making myself feel any better."
"Try not to think about it, this place had been tested, and from what I hear we have nothing to worry about,"
"Wow, can I borrow some of your confidence, Nabiki, I could sure use it right now."
"Only for a fee," stated Ranma, causing a few giggles from her fellow teammate and wife.
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"Ah, yes, the reputed Ranma Saotome, and lovely wife, I thank you for attending. I'm afraid my greetings will have to be cut short, since it is almost time."
"That's okay, I'm honored to meet you too, mebbe I'll catch you later then, doctor?"
"I would enjoy that very much, I'm also interested in hearing about your curse. You're the only one outside your tribe of Amazons that is known living proof that magic exists."
"Yah," Ranma started nonchalantly, "I guess. I don't make a big fuss of it nowadays."
"I have some theories of what your curse is, I am under the belief that this 'magic' is just science tempered with ignorance. If you would be so kind as to subject to a few tests, we may be able to find out many things."
"Er, I'm not too keen on being prodded and stuff, but I'll think about your offer. I don't wanna cure though, I kinda have an obligation to keep it now."
"I heartily understand, well, it's time for the ceremony, once again it was an honor to talk with you."
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"Welcome, esteemed members of the global community. For years mankind has been subjected to the whims of nature; temperamental and unpredictable shifts in weather patterns enforced with furious might has caused much in the way of property damage and lives. Today we..."
"Yawn, wake me up when he's done," snorted Ranma, having already been well bored at the greeting."
"Ranma, what was that you said about embarrassing yourself? Well that goes double for me, so stay awake," Nabiki scolded, then turned to nervously smile at the various people looking in their direction with a bit of scorn.
"Sorry," replied Ranma sheepishly, "but you know how much I wanna be here, in fact, I gotta go use the facilities, be right back in a sec."
"Oh no you don't, you already went, remember? So just sit tight and suffer through it."
Ranma grumbled, and begrudgingly turned back to listen to the speech. Fortunately, it was reaching its conclusion.
"So, it is my esteemed pleasure, that I bring before you, Stormwatch's first official landmark operation."
With that, the positively glowing professor gestured towards the team positioned in the control booth to begin the activation protocols, causing a low humming to begin, and grow as power flourished through out the massive airborne station. After 12 minutes, it could be seen that the clouds outside the thick plate windows began to disperse below them. Several oohs and aahs arose from the crowd, then a light applauding began, the whole time the good doctor soaking up the praise for his greatest creation.
"I must admit, I am impressed," commented Big, "and nothing's happened. I think we can rest easy now."
"Good, can we go home now, these pantyhose itch"
"Shut up Ranma, you promised you'd stay and talk with Dr. Kimson a bit more, remember?"
"Darn it, Nabiki, can't I just call him or something, I..." Ranma looked past her wife towards the professor on the platform control deck, looking slightly flustered, "hey, I wonder what's going on up there."
Nabiki, Ranma, Big, and Courtney approached the deck, Dr. Kimson turning towards the group with a smile that was obviously strained, "Oh, hello again, is there something you can do, er, I can do for you?"
"Um, what's up?" Ranma didn't feel like beating around the bush.
"Nothing, just a slight fluctuation, operation at this large of scale just needs to be slightly tweaked, nothing to be alarmed about."
"Sir, we're still powering up 56% faster than we're supposed to, soon we're gonna be approaching danger levels," yelled one of the crew on the control deck, "it, it's rising still, 64%, 69..."
"I'm going to assume that's NOT a good thing," commented Nabiki.
"Engage minimum activities, then isolate where the fluctuation is originating from," commanded Kimson, trying to remain calm.
Several crewmembers started typing on their consoles, one by one their faces became shocked then grave, "We've been sabotaged.."
"WHAT?!?" Dr. Kimson himself walked to one of the terminals, noting the simple prog. scrolling 'Down with Stormwatch.' "h...how?"
"So we get a bit of bad weather worldwide, what's the big deal?" questioned Ranma nervously, even she knew there was much more to it.
"I don't think that's the real problem, Ranma," voiced Big.
The doctor was becoming more ashen by the moment, after a few gulps, he replied, "You are... right to be concerned. If we can't bring everything back to level soon, it will be a meteorological catastrophe."
"You're talking really big storms then," Nabiki asked with a slightly shaking voice.
"Have you heard of the term, supercanes? Before prehistoric times, it was said that while the earth was still shaping itself, massive hurricane storms that riddled the continents with winds rivaling those of tornados. One of Stormwatch's responsibilities was to help control the phenomenon of Weather fatigue through meteorlogic regulation. If Stormwatch isn't stopped..."
"OUTSIDE!!!" Nabiki screamed, pointing to the windows almost hysterically. Worried murmurs from the other guests could be heard barely over the building turbulence of weather. The clouds were back, thicker and darker than before, and moving much more rapidly than they should be, the whole floating complex started trembling slightly.
"If it isn't stopped, the world will again, after millions of years, be swallowed by supercanes," finished Dr. Kimson tiredly.
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Below Stormwatch, the Burning Ship was beginning to get rocked with waves.
"Honestly, I don't know why you insisted on fishing with all this cold water about," griped Emmanuel, being interrupted during "Santo vs the Vampire Women".
"Quack!"
"Just chill, esse, I don't speak mandarin duck." Mousse glared at his teammate as he was changed from waterfowl to human.
"Your puns are almost as bad as Ranma's. What happened? The sky was clear earlier, now it's clouded up."
"Ah, probably them showing off their new toy up there. I'll check to see if it's clearing up now." the Hispanic turned on the outside viewer, and went pale, "Madre de Dios."
Mousse approached, and the sight caused a similar ailment in him, "Big, Big come in. What is going on up there?"
"[Mousse, we have a mission....]"
Burning Sky
Cut scene 2; 'The calm before...'
"Hey Ranma, tried the punch lately?"
Ranma's face colored as red as her dress at the taunt, and glared at her wife, "Nabiki, dear, they seem to recognize me after all," she stated in an aggravated, yet calm voice.
"Hmm, so they do, not surprising since both your forms are so well known," Nabiki mock-mused.
"And you hadn't thought about this before?" Onna-Ranma asked somewhat incredulously.
"All that matters is you hadn't, and we're here now," Nabiki's mischievous smile partially offset Ranma's agitation, but for a moment...
"Mr., er, Mrs. Saotome, we gonna get a free show again?"
"I'll just remind you that my offer still stands..."
"Is that a tear away dress?"
"The girls got a thrill last time, how about entertaining us guys now?
"...do bacheleorette parties?"
"Nabiki, please have the mercy to allow me to just die right here and now," as red as Ranma's face was at the moment, a potential aneurysm my just grant her wish.
"Sorry, Ranma-baby, not until you at least meet Dr. What's-his-face, and give me a few dances."
Nabiki/s double meaning was lost on Ranma, "Uh, Nabiki, aren't you a little embarrassed to dance with me as a woman? I mean there may be people who don't know around here, after all..."
"Married for eight years, and you ask me that now?" questioned Nabiki with a half lidded stare, before her expression became cheery again, "besides, it just means I get to lead."
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"Ah, Mr. Landman, Ms. Lane, how honored I am that the Burning Rangers were able to make attendance," proclaimed Dr. Kimson as he heartily greeted Big, arm and arm with Courtney."
"We're glad to be here, I understand everything passed first tests with no ill or adverse effects."
"Pish posh, that was the limited test over the Arctic, and over a limited range. This will be a test in itself, though I am confident that everything will be fine."
"Your confidence is comforting, doctor, if everything succeeds, weather related accidents will be a thing of the past, I'm looking forward to the lightened workload myself."
"Indeed," exclaimed the good professor, "this development will save many lives to come, and lead into other developments. Imagine a Stormwatch over Mars, allowing us to cultivate and terra-form..."
"Kinda ambitious there," interrupted Courtney, who was becoming duly bored with the conversation, "excuse me, but I think I see Ranma stripping again, or something..."
"Well, shove a few credits down his thong for me while you're at it," chuckled Big, "anyhow, what were you saying about Mars?"
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"Hiya cutie, Nabiki-baby, enjoying yourselves?" asked the brunette Burning Ranger as she met up with her teammate and wife.
"Just peachy," muttered Ranma, "between my hose trying to ride up and the requests for 'performances', everything is just dandy."
"Well, it would be more interesting than having to listen to the snobs and bigheads around here, sure you're not up to it? We can make it a double, if Nabiki joins in, a triple feature."
"Not EVEN funny, girlfriend," snapped Nabiki, "I'll only show my assets for top dollar, and I get top billing too."
"You two, quit it. I'd like to get through this night with as little embarrassment as possible."
"Just not possible," remarked her wife, "after all, you 'are' Ranma; embarrassing situations just seem to be attracted to you as much as water.
"Well, as long as it's only a minor situation. Have you been listening to these people, I heard a couple of them almost suspecting this place was gonna crash and burn."
"I sure hope not," added Courtney, "I'm nervous enough as it is, in this huge floating potential catastrophe, darn, I'm not making myself feel any better."
"Try not to think about it, this place had been tested, and from what I hear we have nothing to worry about,"
"Wow, can I borrow some of your confidence, Nabiki, I could sure use it right now."
"Only for a fee," stated Ranma, causing a few giggles from her fellow teammate and wife.
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"Ah, yes, the reputed Ranma Saotome, and lovely wife, I thank you for attending. I'm afraid my greetings will have to be cut short, since it is almost time."
"That's okay, I'm honored to meet you too, mebbe I'll catch you later then, doctor?"
"I would enjoy that very much, I'm also interested in hearing about your curse. You're the only one outside your tribe of Amazons that is known living proof that magic exists."
"Yah," Ranma started nonchalantly, "I guess. I don't make a big fuss of it nowadays."
"I have some theories of what your curse is, I am under the belief that this 'magic' is just science tempered with ignorance. If you would be so kind as to subject to a few tests, we may be able to find out many things."
"Er, I'm not too keen on being prodded and stuff, but I'll think about your offer. I don't wanna cure though, I kinda have an obligation to keep it now."
"I heartily understand, well, it's time for the ceremony, once again it was an honor to talk with you."
_______________________________________________________________________
"Welcome, esteemed members of the global community. For years mankind has been subjected to the whims of nature; temperamental and unpredictable shifts in weather patterns enforced with furious might has caused much in the way of property damage and lives. Today we..."
"Yawn, wake me up when he's done," snorted Ranma, having already been well bored at the greeting."
"Ranma, what was that you said about embarrassing yourself? Well that goes double for me, so stay awake," Nabiki scolded, then turned to nervously smile at the various people looking in their direction with a bit of scorn.
"Sorry," replied Ranma sheepishly, "but you know how much I wanna be here, in fact, I gotta go use the facilities, be right back in a sec."
"Oh no you don't, you already went, remember? So just sit tight and suffer through it."
Ranma grumbled, and begrudgingly turned back to listen to the speech. Fortunately, it was reaching its conclusion.
"So, it is my esteemed pleasure, that I bring before you, Stormwatch's first official landmark operation."
With that, the positively glowing professor gestured towards the team positioned in the control booth to begin the activation protocols, causing a low humming to begin, and grow as power flourished through out the massive airborne station. After 12 minutes, it could be seen that the clouds outside the thick plate windows began to disperse below them. Several oohs and aahs arose from the crowd, then a light applauding began, the whole time the good doctor soaking up the praise for his greatest creation.
"I must admit, I am impressed," commented Big, "and nothing's happened. I think we can rest easy now."
"Good, can we go home now, these pantyhose itch"
"Shut up Ranma, you promised you'd stay and talk with Dr. Kimson a bit more, remember?"
"Darn it, Nabiki, can't I just call him or something, I..." Ranma looked past her wife towards the professor on the platform control deck, looking slightly flustered, "hey, I wonder what's going on up there."
Nabiki, Ranma, Big, and Courtney approached the deck, Dr. Kimson turning towards the group with a smile that was obviously strained, "Oh, hello again, is there something you can do, er, I can do for you?"
"Um, what's up?" Ranma didn't feel like beating around the bush.
"Nothing, just a slight fluctuation, operation at this large of scale just needs to be slightly tweaked, nothing to be alarmed about."
"Sir, we're still powering up 56% faster than we're supposed to, soon we're gonna be approaching danger levels," yelled one of the crew on the control deck, "it, it's rising still, 64%, 69..."
"I'm going to assume that's NOT a good thing," commented Nabiki.
"Engage minimum activities, then isolate where the fluctuation is originating from," commanded Kimson, trying to remain calm.
Several crewmembers started typing on their consoles, one by one their faces became shocked then grave, "We've been sabotaged.."
"WHAT?!?" Dr. Kimson himself walked to one of the terminals, noting the simple prog. scrolling 'Down with Stormwatch.' "h...how?"
"So we get a bit of bad weather worldwide, what's the big deal?" questioned Ranma nervously, even she knew there was much more to it.
"I don't think that's the real problem, Ranma," voiced Big.
The doctor was becoming more ashen by the moment, after a few gulps, he replied, "You are... right to be concerned. If we can't bring everything back to level soon, it will be a meteorological catastrophe."
"You're talking really big storms then," Nabiki asked with a slightly shaking voice.
"Have you heard of the term, supercanes? Before prehistoric times, it was said that while the earth was still shaping itself, massive hurricane storms that riddled the continents with winds rivaling those of tornados. One of Stormwatch's responsibilities was to help control the phenomenon of Weather fatigue through meteorlogic regulation. If Stormwatch isn't stopped..."
"OUTSIDE!!!" Nabiki screamed, pointing to the windows almost hysterically. Worried murmurs from the other guests could be heard barely over the building turbulence of weather. The clouds were back, thicker and darker than before, and moving much more rapidly than they should be, the whole floating complex started trembling slightly.
"If it isn't stopped, the world will again, after millions of years, be swallowed by supercanes," finished Dr. Kimson tiredly.
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Below Stormwatch, the Burning Ship was beginning to get rocked with waves.
"Honestly, I don't know why you insisted on fishing with all this cold water about," griped Emmanuel, being interrupted during "Santo vs the Vampire Women".
"Quack!"
"Just chill, esse, I don't speak mandarin duck." Mousse glared at his teammate as he was changed from waterfowl to human.
"Your puns are almost as bad as Ranma's. What happened? The sky was clear earlier, now it's clouded up."
"Ah, probably them showing off their new toy up there. I'll check to see if it's clearing up now." the Hispanic turned on the outside viewer, and went pale, "Madre de Dios."
Mousse approached, and the sight caused a similar ailment in him, "Big, Big come in. What is going on up there?"
"[Mousse, we have a mission....]"