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| Ozzallos | Jul 13 2009, 08:54 PM Post #1 |
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...everything else looks like Pocky. Almond crush Pocky. Floating. He was floating on the wind and the chi as it swirled around him, buffeted by the eddies and currents of the tornado he himself had initiated. it would have been a thrilling ride , save the fact he was here to do a job. Hild had been right. He had taken Saffron too lightly, but what could he do? The great almighty leader of the Phoenix was little more than a child… …And now that child was an adult of monstrous power; power enough to where there was no longer any room to entertain the possibility of beating him into submission. Hild had been right. The only thing the brat understood was brute force and now that he was an adult, there was nothing stopping the martial artist from committing to her advise in full. He had given Saffron his out. Instead the bastard had taken his own and used them as pawns… Hostages. He wasn't a child any more and now it was time. It was time for Saffron to die. He had wrestled with the decision briefly, debating over the moral dogma of taking another life. But again, Hild-san's words rang true. Leaving Saffron alive- even if there had been a comfortable margin to do so -would do little more than leave another powerful enemy at his back. It wasn't something he would look forward to, but damned if he would leave the bird king alive to take another shot at him some time down the road. The tornado did its job and surprise had been total, allowing him the cover to ascend to height and take the opportunity he needed. Ranma descended out of the swirling vapor with the Gekkaja already on its down stroke, leaving the king barely enough time to parry the strike meant for his head. The deflecting arm turned to solid ice instantly, along with a good portion of his upper right torso, tearing away along with his right wing. Either way, it merely inconvenienced his opponent, who had caught the Kinjakan in the passing tempest to reengage the martial artist while his limbs regenerated. Saffron's fire returned and Ranma was all but bathed within, narrowly cheating death time and time again as the bird king's attacks grew hotter and hotter. The king had power to spare. He could regenerate limbs at will. He could fly. And through it all, Ranma knew he was losing; buying time until he could retake the advantage. "…There may come a day when there are no good choices left. You are buying time in the hope a more opportune position will avail itself to you..." The words floated through the maelstrom as Ranma used upturned fragment of earth as makeshift bludgeons and sheilding until he could maneuver into melee range. A solid blow. Two. The Phoenix King was weak when it came to those, but his innate regeneration more than made up for the disadvantage. Another blow. More fire in return. Only one thing was going to kill this bastard. A tornado of ice straight through his heart. All he needed was one good shot. One reference point through the firestorm and-- What?! Akane! She lanced through the fireball, boiling ice away from her body until he could see Saffron's face. It was all Ranma needed. Ranma's arm spirals and he dug hard into the elemental catalyst, winding modified Hiyru Shoten Ha as tight as physically possible before releasing it deep into the Phoenix King's chest. Ranma would remember the look on the surprised Phoenix Kings face until his dying day as they both fell to Earth. But there was Akane… Akane! Ranma. Akane! Ranma! Ak-- RANMA! The pig tailed boy jerked up suddenly, his head swiveling left and right. He was no longer falling to the earth, nor was Akane a magically dehydrated doll. She was sitting in the desk next to him, in fact, staring at him as was the rest of the class an one perturbed Hinako Ninomiya, tapping her currently preteen foot impatiently. "Buckets, Saotome!" She pointed, causing Ranma to sigh. The martial artist slid out from the chair, more than happy to take the buckets to the dream. Akane simply rolled her eyes but held the 'baka' that was all but ready to slip off her tongue. Instead she watched as her fiancée exited the class room less the cloak of smugness he usually wore. The door closed. Akane worried. [slight edit for cleanup.] Edited by Ozzallos, Jul 13 2009, 10:55 PM.
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| Wharpt | Jul 13 2009, 10:19 PM Post #2 |
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New nightmares, shifted problems. The boy can't catch a break. |
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| Dumbledork | Jul 14 2009, 12:20 AM Post #3 |
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Prophetic dream or flashback? |
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| Ozzallos | Jul 14 2009, 12:48 AM Post #4 |
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Just a short snippet. "I let her in Hild-dono," the pale demon-slash-receptionist motioned to Hild's own office door, which remained cracked open to indicate the entry. Hild glanced at the ashen door and nodded gravely. "Thank you, Amanda. Short of the sudden outbreak of Ragnarok, we are not to be disturbed." "Of course, Daimakaichō," With her orders give, Hild turned to the door and pushed it open gently to reveal her office in its usual opulence. Nearly everything was the way she had left it save three things. First, the curtain was open, folded aside to reveal the view of the Nifelheim cityscape in all its grandeur. That in and of itself was far from unusual, though she had ensured their closure before leaving earlier this morning. Second was the singular book missing from the second bookshelf left of her desk. As her sometimes second home for the last half of eternity, details like that stuck out like a sore thumb, which in turn led the Grand Demoness' final observation, one petite redhead curled up on the black leather of her office sofa reading said book. Hild fought the fond smile from her face and instead put a single index finger to her chin, musing aloud. "Jusenkyo type curses are actually in volume six, Ranma chan dear." Ranma Saotome blinked. The woman had entered the office so softly that absolutely none of her senses had been triggered. Of course, it had been Hild, and it was her office anyway, but it only confirmed the redhead's estimate of her ability. Ranma looked at her, then the book with a shrug. "Had ta start somewhere and I was bored." Hild chuckled slightly. "The Curses and Hexes Compendium is hardly light reading." "Figure I got enough of those hangin' around me somehow," Again the shrug, this time delivered with an uncaring expression. "Might as well get to know a bit about em'" Ranma went back to the book and Hild frowned visibly this time. It was obvious. So painfully obvious, and she sat down next to the martial artist, sidling up next to her. Crystal blue eyes held her and a millennia's worth of experience reading emotions told the Daimakaichō everything she needed to know. Hild brushed a red lock from the girl's eyes and shook her head. "I'm sorry I couldn't wasn't there, Ranma-chan," She sighed. "It's… a difficult position." "Sure, you gotta hell to run," Ranma put her best nonchalant front forward. "Not like you can come runnin' everytime a--" The purple eyed woman put a finger to the redhead's lips, shushing her gently. "If only it were that easy, child. If only. For all the power I wield, Ranma-chan, I am too powerful to descend into the affairs of mortals unless specific circumstances are met. Saffron is little more than dust compared to that power, and yet…" Ranma tilted her head, forgetting the book for a moment. "Really?" "Indeed," Hild confirmed. "In fact there are specific prohibitions against my direct interference. To even descend in to the mortal realm, I must have these on me at all times." "jewelry," Ranma stated, noting the bangles and earrings the woman was pointing out without understanding the significance. "Limiters. Power limiters," Hild explained. "My child has a bracelet. Maybe an earring at most. Her sister one or two more as accorded to her stature. My garb is literally cloaked in them as you can see." Ranma could see. And she could remember her outings with Hild in the past. Necklaces. Ankle bracelets. wrist bangles. Rings. She turned a critical eye toward the white layers of hair. "Even the braid?" "Even the braid," Hild confirmed solemnly. "If one looked at it from a martial arts stand point, it would be like somebody of your caliber challenging a crippled puppy to a duel." Ranma winced with the example, though it served to drive the point home with absolute clarity. |
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| Dumbledork | Jul 14 2009, 01:04 AM Post #5 |
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Good to see you skipped the Saffron arc. Means that everything happened like it did in the manga, right? It might me more interesting if Ranma told Hild some of the things he's thinking about and for Hild to start counseling him.
Edited by Dumbledork, Jul 14 2009, 01:04 AM.
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| Ozzallos | Jul 14 2009, 11:01 AM Post #6 |
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Finished the scene out. -- Ranma could see. And she could remember her outings with Hild in the past. Necklaces. Ankle bracelets. wrist bangles. Rings. She turned a critical eye toward the white layers of hair. "Even the braid?" "...Even the braid," Hild confirmed solemnly. "If one looked at it from a martial arts stand point, it would be like somebody of your caliber challenging a crippled puppy to a duel." Ranma winced with the example, though it served to drive the point home with absolute clarity. She continued and the very air around her darkened as she did so. "That said, had he hurt you, I would find some way to ensure that he and his tribe would regret the act for a very, very long time." The statement itself brought the redhead short more than the darkening aura around the grand demoness herself, and Ranma was absolutely sure she would carry out that threat to the fullest extent of her formitably abilities. It invoked a feeling she hadn't felt in all the the ten years worth of training with her old man and found it completely lacking in the subsequent year and change with the Tendos. Even having met her own mother, there was still that ill defined void, but with Hild here and now... ...It felt nice. "Not that I'd bother ya for a wimp like Saffron," Ranma inserted with bravado in leiu of an easily expressed emotion. "Overgrown bird boy had that ass kickin' coming." "And I watched the entire thing," Hild's mood relented and the black aura evaporated as she patted the pleased girl on the head. "Nor did I doubt the outcome for a moment. Any mortal that could defeat my Urd would require substantially more skill than that hatchling displayed to even begin worrying me." Ranma positivily glowed with the praise now and the demoness lifted herself from the leather sofa, pulling the girl's book away with the movement. "I say we do something to get your mind off the troublesome happenings of late." She reshelved the obvious indicator of Ranma's former depression and turned back to the redhead with an easy grin. "In fact, I have just the thing." "What's that?" Ranma hopped off the sofa with new found anticipation. Hild's grin widened. "Let's go play with the Norns." ------ Next; the adventures of Chibi-Hild and Chibi-Ranma. Edited by Ozzallos, Jul 14 2009, 11:01 AM.
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| holyknight | Jul 14 2009, 11:49 AM Post #7 |
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Hmm.......Ranma giving input to Hild on what to pranks refers on the Norns...... WHY, i feel that Skuld its going to find herself caught with Keichii's boxers, or Keichii will suddenly suffer severe blood loss, to the unexpected sight of Belldandy on a wet T-shirt...? |
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| King Loki | Jul 14 2009, 12:53 PM Post #8 |
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I can't wait for that! Will we see a return of the age mushrooms? The end of the scene had a very nice mother/child feel to it. I'm now wondering when Ranma will finaly stop seeing Nodoka as his mother and start replacing her with Hild. I can't wait to see were it goes next.
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| Dumbledork | Jul 14 2009, 01:30 PM Post #9 |
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I like your ideas for the next part. And I double there will be mushrooms. Hild doesn't need them. But they will probably have to disguise themselves. |
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| Ozzallos | Jul 14 2009, 02:13 PM Post #10 |
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This chapter has a zero (0) mushroom quota. Smaller snipplets since I'm at work and revised to finish out the scene. ---- Two little girls walked along the streets of Nerima, neither more than ten years old and both angling for the train station no more than a block away. Those walking along side or past the pair would invitably stare as they passed as the girls were curious sights in and of itself. The attention they drew wasn't due to any shapely curves or innate beauty; both were far to young to betray any of the hallmarks of adolecense. What did stand out was that the two were exotic in appearance. The first was richly tanned, featuring white hair braided into twin ponytails and long long bangs. She wore a strappy black leather ensamble, repleat with buckleds and nearly thigh high stilleto boots that folded at the top. On a woman twice her apparent age, the outfit would have been... enticing. On the girl, it was outrageous and people stared as they passed. Her friend was only slightly more conservatively dressed, though still stuck out with her fine chinese silks in the heart of Tokyo. She was all but her partner's height but sported fiery red hair tied into a single pigtail at the back. Where the other girl could have been dismissed as a gaigin, the redhead could not, which made her general appearance even more bizarre since she was plainly Japanese. Her name was Ranma Saotome, and she continued to fidget as a likewise deaged Hild led the way. "Still ain't used to this," The redhead commented, looking at her hands as they walked. Even her voice sounded funny with the higher pitch. Sure, she had done this before, but not willingly and not without the aid of magical fungus. "And why did we have go like this? It's really weird." "So we can have fun!" Hild chirped, smiling back at her broadly. "Besides, it's easier to have fun in this form anyway since a majority of my power is sealed off." "And you're still back at the office too?" Ranma arched a thin red eyebrow, to which the white haired girl nodded happily. "I'm really good at multitasking." Wierd, but if this is what Hild did to unwind, Ranma was more than willing to try it at least once and had thus consented to the deaging process to match her friend. In the end, chibi Ranma-chan shrugged, being no stranger to the strange while acknowledging the fact that fun sounded really good right about now. Something to forget the shitstorm that was her life in general and especially the stuff as of late. Hild hummed along merrily and Ranma followed, then suddenly something to cause her pause. Or rather someone. A queer, mischievious smile slowly spread across the redhead's face, and she stopped her partner. "Hey Hild-chan... Com'ere a moment." Purple eye blinked curiously, but the white haired girl followed as Ranma homed in on another girl approximately their ages, featuring a yellow knee high button up dress and a long mane of brown hair. The girl Ranma had targeted was across the street, her face pressed into the plate glass store front of a candy store with drool slowly working it's way down the transparent surface. Ranma stepped up behind the all but oblivious girl smiling. "Hey, Hinako-chan!" A slightly disqusting suction sound accompanied the girl pulling her face from the window, and she turned to the speaker curiously. "Hi! I, er... You look familiar?" The redhead chuckled. "Duh, I'm Ranma, and this is my friend Hild!" The age defiant highschool teacher stared through the lens of ten year old girl eyes. And stared some more. "But you... you're... You're like me now!" "Yep," Ranma stated, declining to offer the girl as to the how's or why's of the transformation. Instead, she directed the hyperactive child-teacher's attention onto a different topic altogether. "Hey, Hinako-chan, we're going to go have some fun over in Chiba. Wanna come along?" Hild meanwhile watched curiously as Ranma coax the girl to accompany them. It was a strange thing for the Daimakaichô, really. Why she was even interacting with the girl was beyond her as she would undoubtably limit the fun they-- "I dunno, she looks like a delinquent." Hild paused in her mental commentary, staring at 'Hinako-chan'. A delinquent? She echoed, unsure of what to make of the statement. A quick glance over at Ranma indicated teasing smirk. Of course, the girl was absolutely correct... She was the ruler of hell and perhaps the universe's foremost expert on delinquency and misbehavior, but that word usually wasn't found in the vocabulary of small childern. The grand chibi-demoness cocked her head and reached out with ethreal senses, quickly discovering the reason for her partner's smirk. She's not child at all, Hild realized with some surprise, probing deeper. At least in her twenties... Her lifeforce pathways are an absolute mess, attributing to her current form... "Nah, Hild-chan is nice," Ranma rose to her defense with a smile, tugging Miss Hinako along. "Come on. We'll have lots of fun!" "Fun?" The girl processed the word, before forgetting her former misgivings. Hild nodded with a wide smile, but couldn't help but to be surprised- plesantly so -by Ranma's spot improvisation and the devious streak she was displaying. "Okay! Will there be candy?" "What good is fun without candy?" Hild nodded cheerfully, falling in line with the redhead's setup. "I'm sure auntie Belldandy will give us lots." The trio of girls was off and running for the train station now, All three determined to have lots of fun. Edited by Ozzallos, Jul 14 2009, 04:30 PM.
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| holyknight | Jul 14 2009, 10:10 PM Post #11 |
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.......You're a bad, dastardly man........Ranma-Chan and Hild-Chan are already a guarantee of havoc...and you're going to unleash a Sugar-High Hinako Ninomiya on Nekomi!? truly dastardly..... Hmm.....what would happen if Hinako drains Mana from a Norn...hmm...... |
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| WarGiver | Jul 14 2009, 11:02 PM Post #12 |
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Quoted for truth... Can't wait for what comes next. |
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| Dumbledork | Jul 15 2009, 12:23 AM Post #13 |
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Yay for Hinako!. Give us more. |
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| BF110C4 | Jul 15 2009, 10:49 AM Post #14 |
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You think a Sugar-Powered Hinako is bad, I wonder how does a God-Powered Hinako is going to be, specially a Skuld-Powered one. (I doubt she can catch Urd on her first try, and no human would harm in any way Belldandy). On the other hand, the battle with Saffron while being no different to the original one is having consecuences in the way Hild's advice is rooting into Ranma's brain, one way or another he has realized that stalling tactics are coming to an end and that the time for a resolution is near. Plus the other advice from Hild will come true soon, he will need to make examples with his enemies in order to let them know what is proper behavior. |
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| Wharpt | Jul 18 2009, 01:53 PM Post #15 |
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Hey Ozz, are you following anime or manga for the AMG side of the story? And where are we in that continuity?
Edited by Wharpt, Jul 19 2009, 06:13 AM.
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