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| Ozzallos | Jul 9 2009, 09:17 AM Post #31 |
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All right. I won't tell you it's Usagi Tsukino, future queen of the Crystal Tokyo. But while you ponder on me not telling you that, Also consider GreydonCreed's last post and what impact that might just have on the overarching plot
Edited by Ozzallos, Jul 9 2009, 09:18 AM.
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| spooky316 | Jul 9 2009, 11:41 AM Post #32 |
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Peachy Keen!
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I still stand by my opinion that that is the creepiest fucking smiley I've ever seen. |
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| Saotendo | Jul 9 2009, 05:39 PM Post #33 |
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So, not Amy, Hotaru, or Usagi, probably not Mokoto or Minako (due to the school reference) same for the rest of the outers. which leaves Rei? Would think it would not be her due to Hild setting it up and Rei's temperment. ok, got me puzzled due to following the clues. Guess I'll just have to ask for more in order to find out. |
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| Tenhauser | Jul 9 2009, 06:22 PM Post #34 |
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I see what you did there, nice. |
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| WarGiver | Jul 9 2009, 08:08 PM Post #35 |
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Its Mayu isn't.... It would fit your sick sense of humor... Setsuna is a red herring I bet... heh |
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| Ozzallos | Jul 9 2009, 10:49 PM Post #36 |
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Retreat? I think not, Sir! We'll take them at a run! --------------- The Crown Arcade. Ranma looked the establishment over from the outside, idly noting the place appeared to be a cross between a gaming arcade and icecream shop. An ice cream shop. Ranma smiled just a tad at the fortuatous omen and walked through the sliding glass doors and into a wave of air conditioned atmosphere. Decent place, he noted, mentally adding it as somewhere he'd like to return in his female form to ply the clerk for a free scoop or two. That was for later, however. At the moment, he was a guy and had business to conduct, so he stepped up the glass ice cream counter with a nod to the associate. "Don't suppose you'd know an Tsukino-san, by any chnce?" He asked, vainly trying to pick the woman out of the shop's patrons. "Was supposed to meet her--" "Would you be Saotome-san?" Ranma turned around fully to find a blonde with crystal blue eyes smiling at him. She was flanked by two friends, another blonde and a girl with jet black hair. Even while a protion of his brain acknowledge that all three were easy on the eyes, another recognized the simple fact that all the women in his life were lookers. Even he knew the thought sounded egotistical as hell, but it was the truth, and he certainly wasn't looking to add three more. The first blonde didn't quite have the curves that made her a bombshell lwhen compared to somebody like Shampoo or even his own girl type, but her blonde hair and blue eyes were all but radiant, if not a tad peculiar plainly Japanese. Then again, I ain't exactly one to talk, Ranma reminded himself as pictures of his mother and own female form flashed through his brain. The next blonde could have easily been her sister. Unlike the first's twin streamers of blonde hair and odangoes, the second held hers in a near waste length mane. Her curves were more pronounce and factial features sharper, enough to where there was no way to mistake the pair for identical twins. The final girl embodied the classic definition of Japanese beauty with her jet black hair and slate gray eyes. Even so, there was a sparkle dancing in them that demanded attention regardless of the more exotic gentics around her. One his fleeting observations had completed and potential threats tagged, there was really only one question to ask. "Um, hi... One of you Miss Tsukino?" The foremost blond bowed cheerfully. "That would be me! These are my friends Minako-chan and Rei-chan. Call me Usagi." With the introduction, Usagi's blonde counterpart stepped forward with a sway in her step and a smile that bordered on predatory. While it was nowhere close to what he was used to dealing with on a regular basis, Ranma knew the signs as she introduced herself personally, and shifted his weight ever so slightly to avoid the potential glomp. "You can call me Mina. You're who Setsuna sent to train bunny?" Ranma nodded, ignoring the girl's showy body language for the moment. "Just some basic martial arts. If ya don't mind the first few lessons, we'll see about setting up a regular schedule." "Can I have lessons too?" Minako swooned with a surupy smile, prompting Rei to roll her eyes. "Oh for God's sakes, Minako," The black haired girl huffed. Part of her annoyance was in that her friend was far too obvious, the other part... "I must apologize for my friend... she can be a bit too... Eager at times." "Ah-ah!" The blonde fired back teasingly. "Jealousy is a dish best served cold!" Jealousy is a dish best...? Ranma echoed the words in his mind, certain there was something wrong with the sentance, but unable to determine what. Instead, he decided to address the issue directly. 'I, um, don't think my fiancee would approve of... um.. further training." It was the God's honest truth, too. Bother girls ceased their arguments, their attention immeditely snapping back to the boy. "Rats!" "Why are all the good looking ones always taken?!" Ranma breathed silent relief as two more potential fiancees were successfully diverted from their cause. That just left-- "Oh, you too? I'll have to introduce you to my Mamoru!" His potential student replied cheerfully. "We can all go out sometime!" Ranma blinked at the happy blonde he had come to see, barely believeing his good fortune. Two girls down and the other safely occupied with her own fiancee. This might just work, he rationalized and decided to get down to business. He had thought about the dilemma on the way over and the hour he had requested hadn't simply been for lunch. it was to buy time while he considered the daunting task of taking on a student for the first time. "Uh, yeah. Sounds great. As far as the martial art goes, the first couple of lessons are to just get a feel of where you're at. Nothing hard or anything. Do you have any background in the art whatsoever?" Minako snickered with the question. "The only art she knows is sleeping in class and inhaling food." Even Rei chuckled at usagi's pinkening face. "And she's a clutz." "So mean!" The focus of their jibes balked, though even Ranma could tell they were playful in nature and the girl had taken them in kind. "Well, we got two thing in common then," Ranma ventured with a smirk. "Hopefully, by the time we're done we'll have a third." The girl blinked, but giggled, easing his worries that the joke hadn't gone over well. "Miss Meiou says you're busy most of the week, so we can either start today or tommorow, but either way, i wouldn't advise it in somethin' as nice as that." His gesture was for the t-shirt skirt combination she had been wearing. It accentuated her petite figure nicely and would stand up to the practice he had in mind, but was also likely to be a sweaty mess by the time they were done. It would have also been easy for Usagi to take it the wrong way. It was innocuous comments such as that one that had all but cemented fiancee for life status for women in the past, but in this particular moment, the stars were seemingly aligned for the martial artist. This particular girl was safe to make those sorts of comments around. After all, she already had a fiancee. hell, she wanted them to meet. Usagi took the compliment as a fact of life in turn. Sure, it could have been the in-roads to a cheesy pickup line from anybody else, but he had just shut down her friends by announcing his fiancee. If that wasn't love, then she didn't know what love was. And he was ultimately right. Arobics in these clothes would ultimately be a bad idea. "Maybe this afternoon then?" She suggested, looking to either of her friends for support. Both shrugged. It meant putting off their shopping trip, but if Setsuna thought it was important enough to send this guy to train Usagi... "Sounds good. Is that park a passed east of her a good place?" Ranma wondered aloud, trying to determine a good place where they could set up shop. "Looked like it had enough open space, but not bein' from this part of town..." "It should be fine," Usagi glowed with a friendly smile. "Three o'clock then!" "Three o'clock," Ranma returned the grin. This might just work out okay... |
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| Wharpt | Jul 9 2009, 11:11 PM Post #37 |
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So, Usagi Tsukino is the trainee. And I think I've got a handle on the Setsuna / Hild connection. Simply, Setsuna is Princess of Pluto, the Underworld whereas Hild is Queen. And if I'm wrong, who cares? Lay out some more, Ozz! |
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| Tenhauser | Jul 9 2009, 11:29 PM Post #38 |
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Heh. I can't wait for the double date, or Ranma to get pissed at someone attacking his student. |
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| Gwyll | Jul 10 2009, 08:18 AM Post #39 |
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I do not think a double date is in the plans, unless Ranma brings Hild along. None of the other girls would permit something. |
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| Tenhauser | Jul 10 2009, 01:08 PM Post #40 |
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But I'll bet that Usagi will bring it up at the most inopportune time, lulz will ensue. |
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| Dumbledork | Jul 10 2009, 01:47 PM Post #41 |
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I have the impression that nothing will go as planned. Ryoga will probably attack Ranma in the park. |
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| GreydonCreed | Jul 10 2009, 08:53 PM Post #42 |
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If that happens, with innocent people around, Ranma is going to drop him hard and fast. Remember Ryu? One of the things Hild has been teaching Ranma is to not take crap from people and let it slide. Ranma is learning that people understand better when overkill is involved.
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| Dumbledork | Jul 11 2009, 04:00 AM Post #43 |
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Yep. And I totally agree. |
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| Ozzallos | Jul 11 2009, 09:21 PM Post #44 |
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I mean, what's the idea, anyway?" Ranma asked as she casually flipped an Okanaomiyaki, one of three she was tending to simutaneously over the hot grill. "Not that I mind... A clutz like her needs all the help she can get." "She is one of the contracts I personally maintain," Hild explained with a bemused smile. One of the okanomiyaki's came of the grill and Konatsu was already on it, wisking it away to it's table. The kunoichi put enough sway into her movements to ensure every male eye appreciated the effort. Ranma paused at the second okanomiyaki, knowing something of her good friend and the contracts my now. It was a bit disconcerning that the blonde she had been tasked to train was part of one. "Uh, did she do something bad too?" "Oh, goodness no," The white haired woman assured. "In fact, she's rather important in a number of circles, which is one of the reasons I requested your personal involvement." "Ah, well that's good," The red head returned to the half finished Okanomiyaki with a measure of relief while the woman maintained her amused smile. Normally she would have told Ranma why she was having her personally see to the girl's training in the interestes of complete their mutaul openness, but Malcanthet's idea was a a stroke of genius. And if it bears fruit on other fronts beyond those concerning you, child, all the better, the Daimakaichō chortled internally as Ranma topped another doughy disk and flipped it onto the counter. "Oh, Miss Ukyo!" The kunoichi paused in his table runs as the okanomiyaki mistress decended the stairs from her upstairs apartment already dress for work. Ranma likewise turned around with a smile. "Feelin' better, Ucchan?" She spied the girl, who actually did look one hundred times better than she had in the last few nights. Ukyo cleared the final step with a nod, taking a breath of fresh air... Or sauce and oil laced air as was the case here. Ranchan's using too much oil, part of her brain identified as she soaked up the periphical information. Decent turnout tonight, so he can't be doing that bad. Of course, that's why he's my-- Her thought process stopped cold as her eyes fell upon the white haired woman with purple eyes. "Ranma..." Her tone dropped a few degrees. "What's she doing here?" "Um, just talkin'?" The redhead blinked, looking from her one time best friend turned fiancee to the demoness sitting across the grill from her and back. Even though she didn't have a clue as to what had triggered the mood, Ukyo's tone did all the explaining there needed. "Hello, Miss Kuonji," Hild smiled innocently, waving a tanned hand. "Care to join us?" "Yeah, we were just talkin'--" "You can stay," Ukyo stated in no uncertain terms. "She can't." Ranma just stared at her, wondering just what the hell had transpired between the two, and came to the only logical conclusion present with the facts availible. "Look Ucchan, I told ya, she's not Urd. I mean, yeah--" "It's okay, Ranma," Hild put a conforting hand on his arm to forstall any further explanations. "I was just about to leave... Though I did want to impart a warning before I did so." She now had the red head's complete and undivided attention. "There are factions stirring in China," She elaborated, sliding from her barstool as she prepared to make good on her exit. "Factions with a direct interest in Jusenkyo. If they should happen upon your doorstep, I would suggest you do not take them as lightly as you have your previous opponents." "I don't take--" A single raised eyebrow from the Daimakaichō was all it took to squash that particular objection and honesty reigned the Saotome in. "Okay, so maybe I do sometimes. That bad, huh?" Hild similed at the 'sometimes', but let it slide before returning to a more serious demeanor. "The winged ones respect the universal constant of brute force. I would not be gentle were I you." "Ahem." "And with that, I must go," Hild smirked at Ukyo's not so subtle reminder that the Grand Demoness was not welcome. Ranma cast a troubled look back at Ukyo before returning to Hild. "Ja-ne, Ranma-chan. Stop by my office. I do so need a suitable distration from my work, you know?" "Happy to," The redhead smiled brightly at having been deemed a suitable distraction and Hild turned, exiting the establishment. Ranma watched fondly for a moment until another presence sidled up next her position at the grill. Ukyo was tying her apron on with an unplesant look on her face. "Seriously, Ranma. I'd watch her if I were you," she frowned, tying the knot then grabbing on of her own cooking spatulas. "I wouldn't be surprised if that hussy was trying to--" "Hild-san ain't a hussy." It was Ukyos turn to blink at what was otherwise her normally laid back fiancee, whose expression had faded into stoney resolve. "She ain't a fiancee either. She's a friend. Just like you." A... a friend...? but I'm... Ranma's tone soften a measure and she pasted a weak smile, untying her own apron. "Look, you're feelin better so... Probably should let you get back to work." "But.. Ranchan..." Ukyo murmered softly as the pigtailed girl set the apron aside and stepped out from behind the the grill. "You don't have to--" Ranma was gone. ------------ Morons. Goddamn morons. Ranma Saotome thought as he stared out into the upside down neighborhood from the roof that was the Tendo dojo. Of course, it wasn't the neighborhood that was upside down, but the martial artist himself, having been punched through the roof by one pissed off Akane Tendo. Of course, he'd be pissed off too. Who the hell knocks their own daughter unconscious to marry her off ta somebody else? But that's exactly what he had found out happened upon arriving to the place he had called home for the last yea and a half. Apparently soun had signed off on knocking his own daughter senseless in order to make her more plaible to the shotgun wedding that Tendo and his old man had cooked up while he had been at the Tendos. Of course, they get yelled at. I get punched, Ranma observed bitterly from his upside down position, the hole he had been punched through no less than a meter behind him. It was something he had seen time and time again and it was getting old... her family could do no wrong. Nabiki took pictures? Blame invariably found its way to his person. Idiot parents botch their master plan for marrige? His fault. Ranma crossed his legs while maintaining a stable center of gravity on his head. Even Ryoga of all people was blameless in her eyes, which was really screwed up. Hild was right on that one, he snorted to himself derisively. And damned if I can-- "Saotome." A heavy blanket of ambient pressure suddenly flooded his senses and his vision was suddenly obscured by a shapely calve which reached all the way up into the long slit of a ivory-blue trimmed robe. That was the extent of his vision from his current position but it was all he needed since the vocal inflection told him the rest. "Seniors Moajang get out early today, Urd?" The leg shifted and a growl was heard. A face bobbed into view as the woman bent down, incidentlally affording him an excellent view down the canyon of her ample clevage. "Has it ever occured to you that Hild is much older than I am?!" "Yeah, but she carries it better," Ranma affected an upsideown shrug. He paused with a smirk. "And she's better built to boot." "GRRRRR..." The Goddess of the past bore her teath with a snarl, yet failed to remove or otherwise cover her clevage from his viewpoint. "You couldn't have possibly have been this annoying before you met my mother!" "I got people that say otherwise," he stated matter of factly before extending his legs and pivoting out, effectly flipping to his feet like an expert gymnast. Urd's cheek twitched at the unabashed display of ego, but pushed her annoyance down to a low simmer as she looked over the boy, who looked none the worse for the wear considering the hole he had obviously exited the Tendo household through. Either way, it was besides the point and she got down to business. "We need to talk about her." "Jeez, not this again," Ranma all but collapsed back to the roof and lounged back on its tiled surface. He rolled his eyes at the goddess now standing over him. "Gettin' punched through the roof would be more fun, I'm tellin' ya." Well, not really, but he persisted in smirking at the woman regardless. "How can you ignore what she did to those people in the pit?" Urd pressed accusingly. "That could very easily be you!" "They deserved it from what I saw," Ranma remarked indifferently and the white haired goddess shook her head. "Not everybody. Not all of them," She explained urgently. "She lures people into temptation. You have to know what she does with contracts by now. If you're in this close of proximity to her you have to know!" "So let me get this straight," Ranma relayed with an aire of boredom. "You gotta problem with Hild-san offering freaks a contract that will ultimately take them outta circulation?" "She's enabling them! She all but encourages them to go forth and do greater evils!" Urd was practically shouting now, her robes fluttering even though no breeze was present. "Take the tendo girl, for example..." "Nabiki?" Ranma arched an eyebrow. Now things were getting interesting. It was only a guess, but it was an easy one to discern. "Yes, the middle sister," Urd confirmed. "What if I were to tell you that Hild already has a contract for her?" Ranma thought about it a moment before replying indifferently. "Wouldn't surprise me, I guess. Been screwin' with people long before I got here." "Hell, Ranma. She's slated for a one way trip if mother ever decides to collect on that contract. How does that make you feel?" The eldest of the Norns pressed, hopping to crack Ranma's shell of indifference towards her mother's activities. "Does she deserve a trip to meet Ogdru?" She was rewarded in that moment as a frown bore across his face as a result. the frown didn't get too far before he countered with his own question. "What'd she get for it?" Urd's flegling sense of vicotry stalled with the question, knowing it wouldn't go over well. Not at all. "Twenty seven thousand yen." "For?" Urd broke eye contact, looking out into across the neighborhood herself. "For a promise to keep everybody away from the dojo while Hild took your virginity." The silence between them held for a moment before she herd the last thing she expected to hear... A chuckle. Urd turned back to him and his samused counternance. "Yeah, she mentioned that, come to think of it. I mean seriously? How stupid can ya be, selling your soul for a few bucks?" Urd stared. And stared. "She told you that too?! You can't seriously condone that sort of pact!" "If you knew Nabiki, you wouldn't be saying that," Ranma shook his head, his expression still holding an edge of mirth. "I mean seriously... Even if she had known, nab's would have caved. Just all about how much money it woulda taken to do it." "But is that worth a few millenia in the pit?" Urd drove the point home, causing Ranma pause. "Maybe not, but she don't exactly have my best interests at heart either," The martial artist shrugged. "Maybe I'll talk to Hild-san about her... See if she'll--" CAW! CAWCAWCAW CAW! CAW! "Huh?" Ranma's head swung around toward the noice and found a black mass floating on the horizon, steadily approaching them. Urd watched the jumbled black cloud as well, frowning. The crowing continued and as the mass approached Rnam could see that it was indeed crows. A huge unnatural flock of them circling... A girl. She couldn't have been more than seven, dressed in chinese silks and-- The crows dove on her. Oh, hell, Ranma's eyes widened as the flocked dipped into the alley adject to a nearby construction site. "Look out!" Ranma Saotome was off the the roof in a leap, stepped lightly across the top of a phone pole to bridge the gap and dove into the girl himself, scooping her up as he rolled across the ground and sliding up next to a pile of gravel. The flocking bird's pursuit was instantly routed as his hands dug into the pile and improvised point defense pellet fire, killing the leading elements outright and dispursing the crowd. The flock disentegrated, revealing its core. A man. With wings. "Kakakkakaka!" It chattered from aloft while the surviving crows circled around him. He looked every bit until one noted his hands and feet had been supplanted by what appeared to be completely natural raptor's talons. Two meter wings held the hyrbird aloft as it glowered down upon them. "Give me the girl!" "Hell no!" Ranma retorted and slid into a protective stance in front of the child. "Kakakaka! Then you die now!" Even as it commited to it's attacking dive, Ranma knew that Hild had been right. The winged ones had arrived. ----- And that's a chapter. It's either cut it off here or you won't see another for a while because it'd be huge. 13kw and done. |
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| Tenhauser | Jul 11 2009, 11:22 PM Post #45 |
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Well I'm completely lost on who the crow person is. |
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