"That qualifier doesn't sound very comforting," said Sailor Mercury.
"Psychiatry isn't one of my fields of expertise," admitted Pluto, "so my explanation may not be as technically accurate as I'd like. Ranma suffers from severe ailurophobia - fear of cats. This was brought on by a traumatic experience that his father inflicted upon him. I'll give the details of that later after we've carved up the tiger. Haruka, do you want the honors or can I borrow the Space Sword?"
"I don't think so," said Sailor Uranus. "So he's scared of cats?"
"Yes," said Sailor Pluto. "See if maybe we could borrow the Silence Glaive for this then, it's got a sharp edge. Anyway - when his fears reach a certain point, which can be nudged by other factors, and in the presence of his fear - which can be any sort of cat - his mind snaps. He regresses to an animal-like state, escaping his fear of cats by becoming a cat himself. He remains, at heart, not a killer nor even casually violent - hence the measure of protection."
"Whereas if he became casually violent or had to kill regularly so that it became less of a bother," extrapolated Neptune, "this state would become much more dangerous."
"Exactly," said Pluto, ignoring the way Ranma sniffed her. "Right now he's used up a lot of his reserves because the nekoken IS a drain on those. He's trying to figure out whose lap he'll take a nap in. This is a measure of trust and like, and since there is emotional memory that carries over - as opposed to rational memory which does not - he'll tend to trust that individual a little more."
Uranus watched as the cat-boy circled, sniffing at all of them and the returning tribesfolk (who knew darn well that you didn't waste food and Scar-Face now qualified).
Big Stick was strong. Big Stick was fast. Big Stick was smarter than slope-brow and hairy-people, though hairy-people not seen for many many years.
Big Stick saw Sky Eyes kill Scar-Face. THAT was impressive. Scar-Face had been a problem for many long moons, ever since they'd left the Cleft. Now Scar-Face was food for new tribe.
Big Stick knew that if he was going to get his tribe back, he was going to have to beat Sky Eyes. Somehow.
Threat had sick smell. Threat was deadly. Response also.
Threat no longer alive, therefore no longer threat.
Area not familiar. Sun wrong? Very distant.
Many females. Some smell friendly. Some smell scared. Some smell period.
Neko hungry. Provide food but fight tiring. Need nap THEN eat.
Many make noises but noises unimportant.
Ah, this one. This one make suitable warm-lap-provider.
The assembled Senshi watched as the martial artist apparently decided someone needed to rest as he lightly pulled her down, nudged her a few times, and then settled into her lap. How he managed to fit into a purring little ball was impressive, in its own way.
Apparently Ranma-neko found just the right lap to snuggle in, as a hand uncertainly came up to stroke his hair.
Sailor Pluto watched, glad it wasn't her. It actually looked kind of cute with Ranma curled up in the lap of-
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