Ranma blinked as she looked around feeling the vibes that radiated through the whole of the Tendo compound. For just a moment, she saw something after she changed, but it was trying to hide itself now. It was weird how no one seemed to notice anything.
It looked like a normal morning on first glance.
She'd been fighting her totally clueless father and gotten dunked in the process, making the change from human boy to goth-chick like always.
Like always she'd watched her clothes shift from the loose silk kung-fu robes she liked as a guy to the blood-red tank-top and tight leather mini-skirt and fishnet combo she preferred as a goth. Her pale skin showed the few goth "tattoos" that she acquired every time she changed form, her canines had sharpened, and she could feel the spirits and the magic around her....
....she blushed as she considered that her libido had increased and her sexual preferences broadened as well. Man she was always embarrassed by what she was willing to do as a girl, heck what she outright demanded sometimes.
Her "familiar", as the goths preferred to call their totem expressions, wasn't acting up yet, but she felt it was on the verge to.
There was something not right, she'd felt it vaguely every time she'd changed recently and every time the vague wrongness faded away almost immediately afterward and she couldn't quite see it.
"What's the matter Ranma?" Akane demanded, stepping out in the black and red lacy school-dress that was Furinkan's uniform for the night-classes that goths preferred. It wasn't as revealing as some uniforms, but it certainly had style aplenty.
"Something isn't right with the energies," Ranma said.
Still, Kasumi was over there serving breakfast as the sun dipped lower into the background. The ghosts that she had invited over earlier were attending to the laundry like good guests. Nabiki probably refused to get up until the sun was gone like normal, which explained why she wasn't up yet, but.
And then, through persistance, she saw it half-way on her way to the breakfast table.
"Hey!" Ranma snapped. "Someone's cast a spell on us."
"What?" Akane asked, rolling her eyes as she sat down to an early evening's breakfast, "would a jock martial artist who's only a part time goth know about spells?"
Kasumi paused a moment in thought and stood up, walked over to Ranma, face puzzled. She brought her ankh marked hands gently up toward either side of Ranma's face, her face now flushing brightly with blood as the older girl got close to her.
"Oh please," Akane said, noting the blush and sitting down. "You're like the most easily turned on girl in the neighborhood, Ranma."
"Hush, Akane," Kasumi said quietly, her eyes half-lidded as she tried to align her perceptions with Ranma's. "I'm trying to see what she sees. Oh my! That's...quite a spell."
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