So the rest of the class was dozing while Ranma paid attention and took notes. On a piece of paper, as he hadn't had more than basic lessons with the computer yet. Though before class he'd managed a little preparatory study.
(Knowing Asuka was going to show up, he was trying to learn a few handy German phrases to throw out. Strudelkopf. Spast. Wichser. Du scheiBt' mich an. He didn't know what all of them meant, as he'd just had a few minutes before class, but he had hopes for a really devastating one to reward Asuka with when she started in on something. Auf die knie, und heul um vergebung - sounded complicated but was probably a really nasty one to unleash.)
For now though - he had to learn more about this world. What exactly had happened and how had it altered the world.
They'd dropped a nuke on the Tokyo he'd lived in, part of that war that had ended with this 'Valentine Treaty.' So, from what he remembered of those movies - SEELE had caused both the Second Impact and had been directly responsible for the war.
Which meant that paying back those old bastards, or at least depriving them of their prize - THAT was a goal to go after.
Rei pondered. This was nothing new, she was easily the most introspective member of her class.
Rei was, among other things, evaluating her orders. She had been groped this very morning by her new boyfriend, and that had been quite odd. Though he had not intended to, apparently, it was a sign that she was taking as hopeful.
Apparently what Ranma-kun was capable of passed beyond what she knew to be possible, which was a sign of incomplete briefing or merely insufficient data on the parts of those who had prepared her for normal life.
Rei was unclear on a wide variety of things involving this situation, and getting more data was mandated at this point. The problem would be determining where she could actually go for information on such things.
Misato let the people work as she leaned back in her chair and tried to pop a vertebra between her shoulder blades that was informing her she'd been stressing of late.
Shopping for Rei had been surprisingly fun, but the situation as it was - rife with possibilities that could not only go wrong - but end in her meeting with a fatal accident if it turned out to be anything as indicated.
The Babel Fish was in a bowl at home. Having it in her ear was not only disgusting, but distracting. It turned out that lots of things had basic communication but not exactly a huge vocabulary.
Having listened to birds chattering at each other, with a single word or phrase repeated past the point of irritation, had been enough for that particular experiment.
"Man, we'll be cleaning Angel spatter off for days at this rate," complained a worker.
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