Ranma darted up the side of the cliff like lizard. Quickly and quietly, darting here and there to avoid catching a watcher's eye by forming a patern of movements. He ducked under an overhanging section of rock, when he heard movement above him in his former cell, he listened to Sabertooth. . . sniffing?
He froze as his stomach rumbled in contentment.
‘Did my stomach just purr? Damn I’ve never felt this full before. I can’t believe I ate that much!’
Sabertooth frowned as he stared down at the feeding frenzy at the base of the cliff. The waters were filled with blood and bits of flesh.
“Damn, The boss ain’t gonna be thrilled with me for losing his %^&* hostage.” He shrugged and strode off deeper into the base unaware of the groups recent problems.
A little judicious use of the Umisenken and Ranma easily slipped past the battered crew, who were currently more concerned with dragging the unconscious and bleeding Magneto to the medical bay, then a martial artist Sabertooth had said was currently in the belly of abought a dozen sharks.
Searching for a safe place to digest the rather large meal he had consumed and thinking up a couple of ways to use his ‘death’, he ran across a locked room with ‘Do Not Enter on Pain of Pain’ printed on it. It kinda contrasted with the red and black roses on the border, or complimented it if you looked at a certain way. Not being Kodachi, Ranma decided to skip that line of thought.
He was pretty sure it wasn’t a guy's room, not unless this group was freakier then he thought, and he couldn’t sense anyone inside so it should be safe for tonight.
He didn’t figure any of these losers had regular girlfriends. Not that he knew what regular girlfriends were like, considering who his fiancées were. All in all he didn’t think ANY female would come here willingly unless they paid her, so it was probably safe.
****
Emma Frost sneezed and rubbed her nose wondering if her whole ‘white leather and fur lingerie’ look was really wise on the coast. It would be kind of ironic if ‘Frost’ caught a ‘cold’.
Grinning to herself she dismissed the thought as Hopscotch, a cute little 9 year old girl that looked suspiciously like a young Jean Grey, teleported her into Magneto’s fortress.
“Ahem!” The cute little girl’s eyes took on the look of a teamster during a salary negotiation meeting as she let go of Frost’s hand and held out a palm.
“Don’t worry I’d never forget to add the appropriate tip for my cabbie.” Frost grinned as she reached into her purse and pulled out a handful of butterscotch candies that she handed off to the young mutant.
Hopscotch considered whether the gratuity was enough for a moment before shrugging and porting out. She wasn’t particularly fond of butterscotch, as it was Frost’s nickname for her, but come to that she wasn’t particularly fond of Frost.
Frost had tried to probe her when they first met and that was just plain rude as far as Hopscotch was concerned. Now if she had given her chocolate instead of butterscotch, Frost’s little running joke, she would have warned her abought the premonition she had had.
****
Ranma stepped out of a nice hot shower feeling quite a bit better abought life in general and his situation in particular. Dropping his clothes in a pile next to the largest bed he had ever seen he decided he’s deal with everything much better after he’d gotten a good nights sleep. He was unconscious before his head hit the pillow.
****
Wanda sighed heavily as she entered her room, not even bothering to flip on the lights. Her bed was practicaly pulling her in amd she was exhausted. It wasn’t the grueling schoolwork from a principal that hated anyone different that was doing her in, it wasn’t even the latest battle with the X-Men, it was Toad.
He had asked her out continually since they had first met. Saying no hadn’t been enough, disdainful looks and sneering comments on his manhood hadn’t phased him. Blasting him with a hex bolt just made him think she was playing hard to get, but his latest attempts to woo her went beyond the bounds of sanity.
Finally deciding that if she spent one more second in his presence she was either going to go mad or remove him from the gene pool she decided to visit ‘dad’. A weekend at the base putting up with him was preferable to committing homicide, but just.
‘Thank God for Hopscotch’ She though wearily to herself. That little girl had been a literal godsend. Hopscotch always seemed to show up just when she needed her.
With that happy though she dropped her clothes on the floor and surendered to her bed's pull.
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