Mystique put a black zip-up hoodie on the conveyer belt of the outlet store. Along with a pair of black and white discount sneakers, and black cargos. Not to mention a package of three white tank-tops, two pairs of socks, and one with four boxers. Though, the mutant currently looking like his mother thought she was over, she turned to look at him when he added two more things with the rest.
Looking at the pair of black bracers, along with a long, matching belt made of woven leather. She turned to the Japanese teen and raised an eyebrow, expressing both her wonder and annoyance at his choice of additional clothing. The bracers were nothing, ten dollars more to a nice hefty sum of about close to a $90, but the belt would add at least another quarter into the sum.
Ranma had the decency to look away, but answered her unspoken question. "Look, I need something to keep my pants up...especially if my...curse...acts up."
Mystique/Nodoka's face scrunched up at that last part, 'What does that mean? What...curse?'
Walking over to Ranma, she spoke in Japanese, "Explain yourself. What do you mean by...Curse?"
Looking a little shocked that Mystique spoke his language caused her to realize she took him completely by surprise. So, she decided to clarify quickly and get to the bottom of this. {Remember, mutant, able to become anybody, been to just about everywhere some can be. Had to learn how to to speak and understand QuITE a few languages, and that includes Japanese. So... TALK.}
{AH...heh, heh...Oh...uh...I understand. But...please, just for now, buy me the extra stuff and I'll explain later. I thought your Boss told you since you guys seemed to've been keeping some kinda records on me, or something. But since you don't know, I'll tell you...but...just not here, please.}
Giving her the classic puppy dog look, which he somehow managed to pull off, even as a guy, forced her to cave, for the moment. However, she was not happy, "Okay, but you WILL explain later."
Turning over to the cashier, she noticed the girl looking at them curiously, but stopped when Mystique gave her 'the lock'. Managing to frighten the girl, who went back to doing her job, even if he already done it. Walking back over with narrowed eyes, her displeasure clearly evident, Mystique questioned the poor girl. "How much is this all going to be?"
"uh...that'll be...a $118.93...ma'am," answered back the quite frightened cashier.
Taking out two bills, one a hundred and a twenty, she tossed it to the girl, and simply told her to speed it up. All the while, Mystique looked at her NEW 'charge' with suspicion and questions floating in her head. Ranma, had to the decency to look sheepish, though annoying with that stupidly childish smile. Especially with his hand behind his head, scratching the base of his pigtail.
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Back in the black car, Ranma turned to look at the woman who he had just been shopping with. Though, he felt weird about it, since she was still currently sporting his mother's face. However, that look changed in the blink of an eye, as she morphed before his eyes. His reddish hair taking on a more brunette look, tied back into a professional bun. Glasses appearing before her face as her facial features took on a more recognizable appearence.
At first he was confused why she looked so familiar, until it hit him. He realized that Mystique had taken a form similar to her blue one, except her skin and hair color were more average looking. Though, the glare she threw him afterwards, told him to mind his own business, and forced to look back at the road.
"So...where are we going now?"
"WE are going no where, YOU will be dropped off back at the airport we landed at. I'll be taking off again since our benefactor decided to send me somewhere else. You, however, will stay where you'll be dropped off and wait."
"... Wait for what?"
*Sign* Rubbing her right temple, Mystique, now the ex-principal Raven Darkholme, answered his, in her mind, stupid question. "You'll be waiting for an associate of mine. Another ward of mine, like yourself. Though, unlike yourself he is with me because of his own choosing."
Ranma looked down with an emotionless face, and simply nodded to her instructions. However, she wasn't finished.
"He is also one of others you'll be training. His name is Lance, and he drives a brown jeep. Just simply wait and go with him. He'll be easy to recognize since he almost always wears a pair of ripped blue jeans, a black t-shirt, and brown vest. Do you understand?"
Perking up at the prospect of meeting one of his forced upon students, Ranma decided to focus on the side of this deal he could handle, even if he didn't like it. It'd be something to take his mind off the fact that he was somebody's slave and prisoner. So, he threw himself into the notion of training others in the thing he was most good at, or the best ever in his opinion, the martial arts.
"Okay, got it."
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