"Marital Arts training, Ranma. Now, I could and probably will guilt you into at least doing enough for me to heal up from the bruises and strained joints--you DO know that sex is how my type draws in power, right?" Upon seeing him turn red and nod, she continued "Good. As I said, I *could* do the guilt trip, but I've been watching this ward for some time, and you get enough of that shit as-is! I'd rather be Happi's fucktoy than even *try* a guilt-trip on you."
Ranma was winded, satisfied by training that meant something, and pleased that someone was telling it as it was, for once. "And why not? I know that I fold like wet tissue in a monsoon once the Guilts get piled on.." He noted her raised eyebrow and added "I kinda sucked in something of the nature of Saffron back in that fight when we both went all-out. Haven't developed his powers. Yet. But I HAVE developed eidetic memory. It just doesn't do much about conditioned reflexes, aside from makin' them worse! Aaaaanyway, why have you been watching this ward, and just why should I train in sex? You know about Happosai, so you'll understand my aversion there, I hope?"
As Ranma started doing a bit of massage work to loosen and learn her muscles (the better to fight her later and to speed her healing in the immediate sense) Morrigan sighed approval, flexing sexily from sheer reflex of her own as she thought, then she answered "Sorry.. you're VERY skilled at that, keep it up, I'm getting a better idea of where to start your training. In order of asking, though; Nerima's got so many perverted and repressed sexual energies that anything like me or a Love deity simply HAS to keep a eye on the place. If we didn't, this whole town would become something out of La Blue Girl, The Extreme Sessions in short order, if you follow me. As for what you get out of learning the Art of Passion? Let me count the ways!" She groaned in esctasy as a gluteal muscle unkinked.
She then shrugged it off and continued "Better knowledge of your bodies and defense against others tampering with your heart and/or loins for a start. Even more, and more healing-oriented Chi and Ki for use as you please. Melding your training with the Anything Goes to outdo Happosai in all ways and finally get the old coot to retire. To say nothing of being able to make your own romantic and carnal destiny--something I just don't see you gaining anytime soon without the training. Annnnnnnd, finally..."
She awaited a response from Ranma as he was just finishing his massage with a Amaguriken-speed tapping all over to feel out her acu-pressure/puncture points by infusion of tiny amounts of chi, insufficient to hurt her but enough to be traced, like Barium drinks are traced in hospitals. Needless to say, it kinda tickled.
Ranma finished, while sighing and giving the obligatory "yessss?" to get Morrigan to give her last point. It wasn't strictly needed, mind you, as the succubus was (pathetically) the most forthright and empathetic speaker he'd dealt with in some months. Still, he was curious.
Morrigan's wicked smile developed into a definite smirk as she fired off the last bit. "And, finally, given your Mother's odd idea of Manliness and how it'll freak out Genma 'Mr. Misogynist' Saotome, how can you NOT? It's a all-win situation, there!"
Once Ranma got off the floor from his facefault, he just shrugged. "Miss Aensland? I gotta say this, when you make a good point you don't kid around! Okay. You got yerself a student. BUT, I gotta condition or two."
Morrigan kicked up a eyebrow. "As I hear from a acquaintence at times, I'll bite. State your terms."
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