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Ranma 1/2
Tender Loving Care
"Uh, hi, guys, um, beautiful evening, isn't it?" Ranma-chan asked nervously, and then gulped at the sound of weapons that were sharp and metallic, round and heavy, and blunt and generally painful. She was not in a good situation, with being surrounded by several angry Amazons, her right arm temporarily useless, her leg still numb, slightly winded from her previous bout, and laying in a pile of trash.
The fun never stops for Ranma Saotome, nope it sure does not.
"KILL!!!!" All the girls shouted, leaping at their sworn prey with their weapons bared. Thinking quicky, Ranma grabbed a pile of trash with her left arm, and tossed it into the air.
Amazon finely crafted weapons obliterated the vicinity, attempting to make nothing more than paste of their nemesis as they ignored the paper flying in their faces. Finally when the women felt their ritious vengeance sated, their attack ceased.
"Huh? There is no red smear!" one of them called out in confusion.
"Perhaps we totally obliterated her?"
"No," a third one growled, "She used the paper as a smokescreen, she's evaded us yet again!"
"THERE! THERE SHE IS!"
Ranma looked down from climbing the fire escape, her eyes widening once she had been spotted. The redhead was currently not in a position to put up a fight, with a dead arm and an untrustworthy leg; it was obvious that the odds were not in her favor.
"What did I do to deserve this?" Ranma-chan sighed to the heavens. It had to be Karma or something.
The female hunters were not inhibited as their prey was, and made quick access to the fire escape, closing on Ranma's tail. The prey leapt to the next building with her good leg, but stumbled a bit; she couldn't outrun them this time, and there was not telling when reinforcments...
::THONG::
...would arrive. Ranma twisted in a half gator in the air after dodging the long arrow, and landed at the edge of the building she was currently on. She put weight on her numb leg, and could not find her balance on it. The pigtailed girl was sent careening over the top of the roof. She caught onto a window still with her good arm, and pushed off into a pile of garbage in the alley.
"Great, more crap," the girl cursed, bringing herself to stand. She looked around, and reached into her pocket. Before she could take out it's contents, ten Amazon girls landed in a circle around her.
"You no escape us this time, Ranma. Now you die for crimes against Amazon nation."
"Yeah, well, if I knew it would cause me this much trouble, I wouldn't have done it, sorry!" Ranma apologized, but somehow it didn't seem sincere.
"DIE!" The uniform cry came out; Ranma-chan braced for attack as best she could.
The redhead turned away from a sword slash, and landed against a wall. her good hand slapped against the wall, and she leapt over a bo staff swing aimed for her head. She landed slightly off balance, and was forced to drop under a flying kick. The pigtailed girl rolled on the ground, slamming her palm into it a couple of times as she rolled by.
She recovered to a crouch, and swept her numb leg out to trip up an Amazon with a chain whip, and then leap frogged with her good hand over another wearing steel guantlets. Another opponent attempted to fell Ranma with her European rapier, but found her shirt suddenly stripped from her for her troubles. The redhead bounded her right arm in a makeshift sling with one of the Amazon's silk shirts, and continued to carefully weave and dodge through the Amazons; keeping them in a rather close area, while slamming her good hand into almost every surface she came in contact with.
Suddenly, Ranma leapt up to a sturdy looking poll, and dropped down next to an extremely heavy looking metal dumpster. The Amazons began in pursuit, but suddenly found themselves inhibited by a web of fine but strong fishing wire. Ranma grinned in victory, as she kicked the dumpster, which caused it's handle to pull the wire that was tied to it's handle.
The pin fasteners Ranma used to hold various parts of the wires to walls popped out of the surfaces they were stuck in, which was followed by the indignant squawks of ten Amazons, as they were lifted in a makeshift fisherman's net.
Ranma-chan worked her right arm to see if it was fine now, and recieved less than favorable results. The redhead bounded off the walls onto the tops of the buildings, where she was suddenly knocked for a loop.
"Impressive, you managed to subdue some of our best warriors with your cunning."
"Why, thanks, honored elder!" Ranma managed to say happily around her wheezing.
"Polite, for a sociopath," Haun Tao replied, "I'm afraid this little chase from China has to come to an end. We cannot have those who cross our might run freely."
"Actually I more of maneuvered through you," the redhead replied, trying to stall while she got her breath going again.
"Touche, but it matters not," the old woman brandished her iron cane menacingly, "You are about to be regulated."
Ranma blinked, "Huh?"
Haun Tao blushed, but her serious expression didn't change, "PREPARE TO FALL BEFORE THE MIGHT OF AN AMAZON ELDER! BAKUSAI TENKETSU!"
Ranma-chan leapt out of the way of a rolling blast that kicked up the building's roof in it's path, and rolled to recovery. The redhead turned to escape, and her vision came to a wall of Amazons walking smugly out of the shadows. Ranma turned a full circle, and saw that Amazons were circled around her and the elder in a sizable birth that extended to other rooftops. This time the message was clear; there was not option of escape.
Ranma attepted to assess the situation; she was surrounded by hostile Amazons, and fighting against one who's skill probably far outweighed her own. Her arm right arm was still limp and in it's sling, and she was fighting a limp. It would be tight, but she could still make it out alive.
The elder noted the girl's calculating expression, and decided that allowing the girl to think would be counter-productive. She whipped her cane back, and then snapped it foward, causing it to desegment and stretch along a millimeter diameter iron mesh wire.
Ranma's eyes went wide, as she sidestepped the snake cane; add dealing with an unusual weapon to the list of problems.
Haun Tao snapped her weapon sideways into the ground, causing it to burrow and slither underneath the top layer of the roof. With a flip of her wrist, debris was kicked up towards her opponent, sending Ranma flying back into a steel ventalation shaft sticking up from the building.
"Ooooh," the redhead slumped to the ground, shaking the cobwebs from her head as she heard the elder chuckle.
"So, now it appears that our aquaintance shall come to an end," Haun Tao snapped her snake cane back, causing it to form back into it's standard shape, "FINAL ATTACK; ROLLING FIRE!"
The elder's cane snapped foward, and extended along the ground. As soon as it connected, it rolled towards the dazed girl, while building up friction as it progressed. Eventually, a wheel of fire was upon the startled Ranma.
The area of impact exploded brilliantly, kicking up debris and leaving a small area of destruction in it's wake. The Amazon warriors cheered in their victory over the cursed redhead that almost destroyed their culture, all exept one.
Haun Tao's eyes narrowed in anger, and she looked to the ground, and struck it with her cane at an angle towards where Ranma had been. The snake cane extended into the the roof, and burrowed itself viciously.
The Amazons quit cheering at the sound of steel being rent, and the elder jerked her whip back, which caused the steel vent to explode. She pulled her weapon out of the ground, along with a supremely surprised redhead.
"You are a hundred years too young if you think you could escape me!" Haun Tao said with narrowed and blazing eyes, "Fool."
"Uh, you had to admit, I was pretty close there!" Ranma stated nervously. The Amazon Elder held Ranma by the shirt lapels, and started to gather her ki for another final attack, where she could witness the redhead's demise in plain sight.
The night sky went white with a potent fury, and even Haun Tao was thrown back from the awesome might of the attack.
"LEAVE MY SWEET RANMA ALONE!!!" The Ashura growled in a trio of unearthly voices. The Amazons backed up in fright of the powerful being that cradled the near unconcious redhead in her six arms.
"By what right does the Ashura Tribe protect this mortal?" the old woman challenged, feeling anger at the girl's cursed luck.
"I... SHE IS MY BETROTHED, AND ANY HARM UPON HER WILL BRING YOU MY WRATH!!!"
"Oh...dear," Haun Tao whispered, their mission just became that much more complicated.
Giving glares to all the surrounding girls, the demi-goddess blasted herself back to the Nerima district.
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"Sounds like you had a pretty eventful night!" Dr. Tofu stated, as he finished correcting the pressure points Happosai had activated on Ranma.
"Yeah, well, I just lead an interesting life," Ranma replied. He had told the doctor what had happened, although an edited version. Rouge had changed herself and Ranma back to their natural forms before she brought him to the clinic she had noticed earlier, and the owner was more than happy to assist when he discovered Ranma's affiliation with the Tendous.
"Really, I'd like to hear about it some time. But I think you're okay to go on home now, it's getting pretty late."
"Yeah, I...*yawn*... I've had a long day, thanks for the fix-up, doc!"
"You're more than welcome, Ranma. Bye now!"
Fortunatly he had gently insisted that Rouge go on home without him, she would most likely not listen to him, but at least he would get some time alone to think things through. The pigtailed boy was totally waisted from his ordeal, and wanted nothing more than to just fall and die in bed, a late dinner be damned. He flexed his right hand, nodding in satisfaction at the tingle that was passing through it and his leg, signaling their eventual return to full functionality. By morning, they would be fine.
Ranma walked around the corner, to find Rouge tied to the lightpost... with pantyhose.
"Hello, 'dear'."
::SPLASH::
That is... if Ranma ever made it to morning...
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Ranma 1/2
Tender Loving Care
"Uh, hi, guys, um, beautiful evening, isn't it?" Ranma-chan asked nervously, and then gulped at the sound of weapons that were sharp and metallic, round and heavy, and blunt and generally painful. She was not in a good situation, with being surrounded by several angry Amazons, her right arm temporarily useless, her leg still numb, slightly winded from her previous bout, and laying in a pile of trash.
The fun never stops for Ranma Saotome, nope it sure does not.
"KILL!!!!" All the girls shouted, leaping at their sworn prey with their weapons bared. Thinking quicky, Ranma grabbed a pile of trash with her left arm, and tossed it into the air.
Amazon finely crafted weapons obliterated the vicinity, attempting to make nothing more than paste of their nemesis as they ignored the paper flying in their faces. Finally when the women felt their ritious vengeance sated, their attack ceased.
"Huh? There is no red smear!" one of them called out in confusion.
"Perhaps we totally obliterated her?"
"No," a third one growled, "She used the paper as a smokescreen, she's evaded us yet again!"
"THERE! THERE SHE IS!"
Ranma looked down from climbing the fire escape, her eyes widening once she had been spotted. The redhead was currently not in a position to put up a fight, with a dead arm and an untrustworthy leg; it was obvious that the odds were not in her favor.
"What did I do to deserve this?" Ranma-chan sighed to the heavens. It had to be Karma or something.
The female hunters were not inhibited as their prey was, and made quick access to the fire escape, closing on Ranma's tail. The prey leapt to the next building with her good leg, but stumbled a bit; she couldn't outrun them this time, and there was not telling when reinforcments...
::THONG::
...would arrive. Ranma twisted in a half gator in the air after dodging the long arrow, and landed at the edge of the building she was currently on. She put weight on her numb leg, and could not find her balance on it. The pigtailed girl was sent careening over the top of the roof. She caught onto a window still with her good arm, and pushed off into a pile of garbage in the alley.
"Great, more crap," the girl cursed, bringing herself to stand. She looked around, and reached into her pocket. Before she could take out it's contents, ten Amazon girls landed in a circle around her.
"You no escape us this time, Ranma. Now you die for crimes against Amazon nation."
"Yeah, well, if I knew it would cause me this much trouble, I wouldn't have done it, sorry!" Ranma apologized, but somehow it didn't seem sincere.
"DIE!" The uniform cry came out; Ranma-chan braced for attack as best she could.
The redhead turned away from a sword slash, and landed against a wall. her good hand slapped against the wall, and she leapt over a bo staff swing aimed for her head. She landed slightly off balance, and was forced to drop under a flying kick. The pigtailed girl rolled on the ground, slamming her palm into it a couple of times as she rolled by.
She recovered to a crouch, and swept her numb leg out to trip up an Amazon with a chain whip, and then leap frogged with her good hand over another wearing steel guantlets. Another opponent attempted to fell Ranma with her European rapier, but found her shirt suddenly stripped from her for her troubles. The redhead bounded her right arm in a makeshift sling with one of the Amazon's silk shirts, and continued to carefully weave and dodge through the Amazons; keeping them in a rather close area, while slamming her good hand into almost every surface she came in contact with.
Suddenly, Ranma leapt up to a sturdy looking poll, and dropped down next to an extremely heavy looking metal dumpster. The Amazons began in pursuit, but suddenly found themselves inhibited by a web of fine but strong fishing wire. Ranma grinned in victory, as she kicked the dumpster, which caused it's handle to pull the wire that was tied to it's handle.
The pin fasteners Ranma used to hold various parts of the wires to walls popped out of the surfaces they were stuck in, which was followed by the indignant squawks of ten Amazons, as they were lifted in a makeshift fisherman's net.
Ranma-chan worked her right arm to see if it was fine now, and recieved less than favorable results. The redhead bounded off the walls onto the tops of the buildings, where she was suddenly knocked for a loop.
"Impressive, you managed to subdue some of our best warriors with your cunning."
"Why, thanks, honored elder!" Ranma managed to say happily around her wheezing.
"Polite, for a sociopath," Haun Tao replied, "I'm afraid this little chase from China has to come to an end. We cannot have those who cross our might run freely."
"Actually I more of maneuvered through you," the redhead replied, trying to stall while she got her breath going again.
"Touche, but it matters not," the old woman brandished her iron cane menacingly, "You are about to be regulated."
Ranma blinked, "Huh?"
Haun Tao blushed, but her serious expression didn't change, "PREPARE TO FALL BEFORE THE MIGHT OF AN AMAZON ELDER! BAKUSAI TENKETSU!"
Ranma-chan leapt out of the way of a rolling blast that kicked up the building's roof in it's path, and rolled to recovery. The redhead turned to escape, and her vision came to a wall of Amazons walking smugly out of the shadows. Ranma turned a full circle, and saw that Amazons were circled around her and the elder in a sizable birth that extended to other rooftops. This time the message was clear; there was not option of escape.
Ranma attepted to assess the situation; she was surrounded by hostile Amazons, and fighting against one who's skill probably far outweighed her own. Her arm right arm was still limp and in it's sling, and she was fighting a limp. It would be tight, but she could still make it out alive.
The elder noted the girl's calculating expression, and decided that allowing the girl to think would be counter-productive. She whipped her cane back, and then snapped it foward, causing it to desegment and stretch along a millimeter diameter iron mesh wire.
Ranma's eyes went wide, as she sidestepped the snake cane; add dealing with an unusual weapon to the list of problems.
Haun Tao snapped her weapon sideways into the ground, causing it to burrow and slither underneath the top layer of the roof. With a flip of her wrist, debris was kicked up towards her opponent, sending Ranma flying back into a steel ventalation shaft sticking up from the building.
"Ooooh," the redhead slumped to the ground, shaking the cobwebs from her head as she heard the elder chuckle.
"So, now it appears that our aquaintance shall come to an end," Haun Tao snapped her snake cane back, causing it to form back into it's standard shape, "FINAL ATTACK; ROLLING FIRE!"
The elder's cane snapped foward, and extended along the ground. As soon as it connected, it rolled towards the dazed girl, while building up friction as it progressed. Eventually, a wheel of fire was upon the startled Ranma.
The area of impact exploded brilliantly, kicking up debris and leaving a small area of destruction in it's wake. The Amazon warriors cheered in their victory over the cursed redhead that almost destroyed their culture, all exept one.
Haun Tao's eyes narrowed in anger, and she looked to the ground, and struck it with her cane at an angle towards where Ranma had been. The snake cane extended into the the roof, and burrowed itself viciously.
The Amazons quit cheering at the sound of steel being rent, and the elder jerked her whip back, which caused the steel vent to explode. She pulled her weapon out of the ground, along with a supremely surprised redhead.
"You are a hundred years too young if you think you could escape me!" Haun Tao said with narrowed and blazing eyes, "Fool."
"Uh, you had to admit, I was pretty close there!" Ranma stated nervously. The Amazon Elder held Ranma by the shirt lapels, and started to gather her ki for another final attack, where she could witness the redhead's demise in plain sight.
The night sky went white with a potent fury, and even Haun Tao was thrown back from the awesome might of the attack.
"LEAVE MY SWEET RANMA ALONE!!!" The Ashura growled in a trio of unearthly voices. The Amazons backed up in fright of the powerful being that cradled the near unconcious redhead in her six arms.
"By what right does the Ashura Tribe protect this mortal?" the old woman challenged, feeling anger at the girl's cursed luck.
"I... SHE IS MY BETROTHED, AND ANY HARM UPON HER WILL BRING YOU MY WRATH!!!"
"Oh...dear," Haun Tao whispered, their mission just became that much more complicated.
Giving glares to all the surrounding girls, the demi-goddess blasted herself back to the Nerima district.
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"Sounds like you had a pretty eventful night!" Dr. Tofu stated, as he finished correcting the pressure points Happosai had activated on Ranma.
"Yeah, well, I just lead an interesting life," Ranma replied. He had told the doctor what had happened, although an edited version. Rouge had changed herself and Ranma back to their natural forms before she brought him to the clinic she had noticed earlier, and the owner was more than happy to assist when he discovered Ranma's affiliation with the Tendous.
"Really, I'd like to hear about it some time. But I think you're okay to go on home now, it's getting pretty late."
"Yeah, I...*yawn*... I've had a long day, thanks for the fix-up, doc!"
"You're more than welcome, Ranma. Bye now!"
Fortunatly he had gently insisted that Rouge go on home without him, she would most likely not listen to him, but at least he would get some time alone to think things through. The pigtailed boy was totally waisted from his ordeal, and wanted nothing more than to just fall and die in bed, a late dinner be damned. He flexed his right hand, nodding in satisfaction at the tingle that was passing through it and his leg, signaling their eventual return to full functionality. By morning, they would be fine.
Ranma walked around the corner, to find Rouge tied to the lightpost... with pantyhose.
"Hello, 'dear'."
::SPLASH::
That is... if Ranma ever made it to morning...