Ranma: evolution: Plans Episode 114108
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Ranma paused with his hand held up to knock. He knew that three of the Acolytes were in there, because he could feel the fear in their auras right through the door, so he didn't need to hunt around for them.
The prayers in two different languages, which could be heard from under the door, were also a slight clue.
They had destroyed his clothes and Chinese silk clothes in the style and size he wore weren't cheap.
A little more in the way of payback was in order, besides he wanted to split them up so he could concentrate on each one for a little practice and it would be much easier to do if he had them running scared.
Not to mention it'd be hard to snag some clothes with them in the way.
Grinning evilly as an idea hit him, Ranma went off to fetch some supplies.
Wanda hummed merrily to herself, as she cast hex sphere after hex sphere on her 'Mom's' metal womb, while sitting on Magneto's desk.
Each sphere chipped away slowly at the rusty construct protecting Magneto from her daughter's latest plan to drive the poor would be world conqueror insane.
Wanda didn't mind the amount of time it was taking. She had power to burn right now and some practice was definitely in order. About two third of her attacks were successful, in that they did what she meant them to do (convert steel into rust) rather then just fizzing out or producing some random effect. Bit's of melted and iced over sections of metal were a testament to how much she needed to improve.
Besides she could think of much worse things to do to pass the time them throw attacks at her 'Mom'.
At least Agatha would be pleased that she was doing her homework. She had been lecturing her a lot about using her mutant ability and not relying solely on her magical skills and the importance of balance between the two skills.
Was it her fault that her mutant ability just happened to magnify her ability to handle magic? Casting spells well beyond her apparent skill level was a snap with the way she channeled mana. Control however….
Watching her latest hex sphere turn rust back into steel she decided that Agatha may just have a point.
Ranma closed the door to the medical bay with a grin.
He had tucked Sabertooth into one of the beds (He wasn't completely heartless after all), after hitting a couple of pressure points on him that would keep him out for the next 12 hours or so.
He'd have to think of doing something 'special' to him later. There were several things he thought would be funny as hell, unfortunately he would need some clothes first or he would have done them already.
He resisted the urge to whistle as he strolled down the hall with a bucket at his side.
He had everything he needed to get the supplies he required to really throw a scare into the Acolytes.
Retracing his steps he easily found the cell he had woken up in.
Emma woke up and stretched out.
wham
Unfortunately for her she had woken up on top of a bookcase in the library.
Fortunately she was only six feet from the floor.
Unfortunately the floor was a thin layer of carpet over steel plating.
It looked like she would be sleeping for a little bit longer.
"Are you sure, Comrade Gambit, that 'ward' will keep out ïðèâèäåíèå?"
Gambit took a swig from his hip flask. "Eh?"
"Spirit."
Gambit shrugged. "Gambit t'inks it be one powerful spirit if'n it can get past t'at ward."
"Did you not say spirit would need be powerful to change people?"
Gambit upended his flask, finishing it off, before replying, "Vodkas' under the bed."
Colossus was about to ask again before realizing he had gotten his answer and reached under the bed.
Magneto's egg is finally cracked, but is s/he?
Ranma puts his plan into action.
Anyone curious about Mystique's current whereabouts?
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Ranma: evolution: This title is just seven words long. Episode 115784
by dogbertcarroll
Ranma stood outside Gambit's door with an evil grin adorning her face. It had taken longer then she had thought it would to get everything she needed, but if all went well it would be worth the extra time and effort, besides who was he to turn down a free lunch?
'Wish I could have found some tuna though'
Water dripped from her seaweed adorned figure and the empty bucket she held in her right hand.
Ranma giggled evilly.
Colossus took a swig from the bottle before passing it back to Gambit, his eyes glued to the foot of the door, where he could see a small puddle of water collecting.
"Is backdoor to room?"
Gambit took another swig, already half sloshed from stress and Vodka.
"Eh?"
"Is another way out of room, da?"
Colossus's eyes remained fixed on the bottom of the door as he stood up, watching a small stream of water flow around the edges of Gambit's design on the floor.
"Nope."
Even as unsteady on his feet as he was Colossus's eyes never moved.
An evil high pitched giggle could just barely be heard and was drowned out by a loud clang that resounded through the room.
Colossus jumped nervously, staring at the large white teeth sticking through the steel door in an oval pattern, like a rather large something had just bitten into the door.
"Where would friend Gambit like one?"
Gambit's answer was lost in the sounds of tearing metal, as Ranma used brute strength to twist the door off its hinges and throw it across the hall.
Gambit stumbled to his feet starring at the doorway. The hallway in front of his room was covered in water and seaweed, with a bare section in the shape of a pair of feet pointed at him.
Ranma grinned unseen, hidden in the Umisenken. She had hoped that the sea water she had doused herself with would have outlined her form, like it had that creature in that Schwarzenegger flick, but from the direction of their gazes she could tell it hadn't.
Something seemed to be working however as both Gambit and Colossus, wavering unsteadily on their feet, had turned pale and were starring at her feet.
Shrugging to herself, Ranma stepped forward…
Emma woke up stiff and sore on the floor of the library.
Shaking her head groggily she swore to herself she would give up drinking… again. She hadn't felt this bad since that time she had attempted to seduce Rogue, without knowing what her powers were.
She had just sat up when the wall in front of her exploded.
Seconds later she found herself unconscious… again.
Or rather she didn't, because it's damn hard to find anything when you are unconscious.
"Did floor in library feel bumpy to you?"
"Shut up an' run!"
Ranma struggled to move. Blue fire outlined his form as he strained, with one foot raised, against whatever was holding him in place.
He had just stepped into the room, well halfway anyway, when some force had grabbed him. The water on his body had been converted to steam almost instantly. The seaweed had dried and caught fire seconds later. It wasn't painful, but it was annoying.
Ranma grimaced as he pushed his foot down.
The things he went through for a decent pair of pants.
More with Ranma.
Looking in on Wanda.
Anyone curious about Mystique's current whereabouts? Anyone?
The Acolytes escape.
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