Ranma: evolution: Callin' In Sick Episode 116179
by dogbertcarroll
The force restraining Ranma popped like a soap bubble, as his foot made contact with the pattern, overbalancing him and sending him face first into the floor.
WHAM
"Ouch."
Ranma pried his face out of the floor and brushed off the grey powder that covered his body.
Whatever Gambit had drawn on the floor was just one big grey smear now, which was a shame because Ranma was kind of curious about what it had been. It hadn't worked for long, but it had held him in place and set his seaweed on fire.
Ranma glanced around the room.
The place was in horrible condition. Clothes were lying everywhere, furniture was overturned, the floor had grey powder all over it, the door had been ripped off and a new doorway added to the back wall.
'I may have overdone things again. Man, these guys are jumpy.'
Ignoring a sleeping Pyro, Ranma started shopping.
Gambit and Colossus had gotten separated rather quickly. Probably because Colossus had skipped opening doors and had simply ran through them, often mistaking sections of hallway as doors. He was currently hiding under a jeep in the garage. None of the jeeps wheels were in contact with the floor.
Gambit had simply headed for the elevators and was currently in the sub-basement hiding in a storage room. It had very little in the way of defensive measures against intruders, but it did have all the alcohol supplies not already in his room. The way he figured it, if he was going to meet his end he'd be damned if he was going to do so sober.
Emma groaned as consciousness returned. She felt like she had been run over by a semi. Her head hurt, her body ached and her left arm felt like hell. She didn't know what was going on anymore. Her last memory was of trying to scan for some boy Sabertooth said was dead, then a brief memory of falling and… an explosion?
"Are you OK Ms.?"
Holding her arm and hissing in pain she turned and met the bluest eyes she had ever seen and could only come up with one response.
"Mroorw?"
Ranma coaxes Emma to the med bay.
Wanda finally cracks Magneto's egg.
Follow an Acolyte.
Mystique plots.
SE.
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Ranma: evolution: Neko-Kin. Episode 116347
by dogbertcarroll
"Mroorw?"
Ranma blinked.
'OK… That was different.'
Ranma stepped through the hole in the wall, approaching carefully lest she turn out to be one of the more violent residents of this nuthouse. She certainly dressed the part.
'Good looking blond wearing something that Kodachi probably wears to bed, cept' it'd probably be black.' Ranma thought to himself, as he took in what she was wearing.
"Ms.? Do you need help?"
Emma stepped forward on all fours, only to crumble whimpering when her left front 'leg' gave out under her.
Ranma sped forward, catching her before her shoulder could hit the floor. Cradling her in his arms nervously, he asked "You OK?"
Semi-naked girls were usually bad news in his experience and he was already bracing himself for some kind of psychotic behavior that would give him an excuse to escape, before she demanded he do something for her, like take her on a date or marry her.
Her entire demeanor and positioning screamed 'CAT!' to his senses. It was something about the way she had moved and the noises she made. You couldn't point out any particular feature or mannerism as the defining trait, but taken as a whole it was undeniable.
Normally just being around a cat meant it was a good time for Ranma to scream and run through a couple of walls like the metallic Russian did earlier, however despite the cat-like traits she definitely wasn't a cat and… she was injured.
Her answering whimper with accompanying soulful eyes pretty much melted any resistance he would have put up anyway. He carefully began to examine her trying to mimic Dr.Tofu's bedside manner.
One side effect of the Neko-ken was an inability to leave an injured feline without helping it. It was the only time his fear of cats abated. He'd managed to hide that particular quirk from everyone, including Genma. The last thing he wanted was for his 'Pops' to get the idea that maiming cats and tossing them at him would help.
The only time Genma had witnessed it was while passing through Hong Kong. They had come upon a drunk kicking a bag full of felines. He'd booted it right into Ranma's face.
'There was so much blood…'
Fortunately Genma has been drunk with the success of Ranma's training and about four bottles of sake, so much of what had occurred he had missed completely.
Ranma had spent nearly two weeks nursing the kittens back to health and faking being in the Neko-ken to cover for his lack of fear. He'd thought he was cured of the fear for good until incidents in Nerima had proven otherwise.
'Just thinking about it…'
Ranma shook himself out of his momentary daze and gently cradled her to himself as he stood, murmuring all the nonsense little phrases people use to calm someone who's injured.
While speeding down the hall, at the fastest speed he could go without jostling her, he couldn't help but think that something about her was familiar. It was almost like he had met her before…
Lets look at…
Wanda and her FatherMother Parental Unit!
Ranma in the Medical Bay.
The Acolyte's hiding places.
Mystique and Hermes.
SE! Now with brighter colors!
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Ranma: evolution: Stroking the Pus err... cat! Episode 120346
by dogbertcarroll
Ranma carefully set the strangely dressed girl on one of the hospital beds, while muttering meaningless little phrases to keep her calm.
"That's a good kitty. We'll have you fixed up in no time."
Scratching her behind the ear earned him a soothing purr, as he convinced her to relax on the bed. Keeping his voice soft and his touch light he was able to stroke several of her drowsyness points without a problem.
Examining her arm he was pleasantly surprised to find out it wasn't broken, just severely bruised. Hitting a couple of points on her body, that she would surely have complained about had she been awake, he managed to increase the blood flow in her body and unblock her chi paths. Wrapping her arm in an ace bandage finished the job.
'She may be a bit more emotional for a while, but she should be fine in a day or two.'
He still remembered Cologne teaching him this series of pressure points, using Shampoo as the practice dummy. It was rather hard to forget. For several days Shampoo had alternated between acting like herself and Akane. Glomp and snuggle one minute then a Bonbori to the head the next.
Ranma had adapted the same technique he used on Kasumi, when she had her monthly 'visitor', to dealing with the situation. Agree with everything she says, feed her chocolate, and rub her feet.
It was amazing how well that technique worked.
Smiling to himself he turned and found himself facing another bed, containing a sleeping Sabertooth from where he had put him to sleep earlier.
'Almost forgot.'
Ranma grinned evilly.
He had meant to do this earlier, but having no clothes made accessing his hidden weapons skill a lot more difficult.
'Mousse could do it naked, no sweat, but then he has over a decade experience with the technique. Still can't believe he pulled out an entire car that one time.'
Ranma stopped and examined the set of clothes he had 'borrowed' from Gambit in a mirror on the wall of the medical bay.
Black pants with the seams reinforced and modified, to allow for a lot greater range of motion then one would expect from skin tight jeans. A simple black shirt that looked like cotton, but obviously wasn't. Cotton wasn't as strong as whatever this was. The tiny metal implements hidden in the seams had almost escaped his examination. A quick glance had confirmed they were a very nice lockpick set. The black leather duster wasn't something to sneeze at either. It was made from some type of lizard and had tons of little pockets inside. Most were occupied by decks of cards and strangely enough, a rulebook with over 2000 solitaire games listed. The boots completed his little ensemble. Black (like everything else he had chosen) leather made of some lizard or other, with surprisingly thin soles and thin steel sections reinforcing the joints and heel.
"Damn, I look good!" He grinned at his reflection in the mirror, "I'm going to have to do something nice for Gambit."
'Maybe some additional staff techniques?'
Mentally forcing himself back on track, he reached into his pockets and pulled out a handful of items.
'Powdered Spring Packet, Waterproof Soap, Blue Dye, Shampoo 110, needle and thread. That should be everything.'
Lets look at…
Wanda and her FatherMother Parental Unit!
Ranma's revenge.
The Acolyte's hiding places.
Mystique and Hermes.
SE! Now with more Ram!
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