“Ow, what hit me?” Mir groaned.
“I don’t know, why you had first degree burns, but some of the soreness might be because you were second to the bottom in a dogpile,” Dr. Tofu said.
“And why was I on the bottom of a dogpile, human?” The black haired woman asked angrily.
Dr. Tofu raised an eyebrow at the human comment, as he replied, “Don’t know why, but according to Cologne you all fell out of a crack in the sky. Directly on top of one of my patients I might add, a patient, which had just got out of my clinic. What’s with the human comment? You look just as human as I do.”
“I’m a reyvateil,” Mir declared proudly.
“And what’s a reyvateil?” Tofu asked in a perplexed voice.
“Some sort of song maiden,” a third voice replied. The voice continued with, “now doc why am I back here with a splitting headache?”
“You just had five people fall on you Ranma,” Dr. Tofu replied. “How did you have any idea what a reyvateil was?”
“Obviously because she is one, human,” Mir responded derisively.
Ranma glared at Mir, and asked, “What is your problem, Mir? And what do you mean about me being a reyvateil? I’ve been human all my life!”
Mir looked at Ranma incredulously as she replied, “Impossible, I can tell you are a reyvateil. Someone must have deceived you and convinced you that you are human,” she paused as a thought stuck her before she continued, “and how the hell did you know my name?”
Ranma looked at her while struggling to keep a calm face, damn, she can be scary, Ranma thought. She then shook off the thought, and answered Mir, “I know your name because lately I have been I’ve been having dreams in which I been seeing events in a city called Platina from a person named Shurelia’s point of view. The most recent one ended just as a blob exploded. As to you calling me a reyvateil…” Ranma stopped and groaned, as he put two and two together. “The curse…”
“Curse?” Mir asked curiously.
“Curse?” the doctor echoed.
“I can demonstrate if you can get me some hot and cold water,” Ranma answered in a tired voice.
“Fine,” Tofu said, and left the room to get the water.
“What does hot and cold water have to do with your so called curse?” Mir demanded.
At that moment the doctor came back with a glass of water and a tea kettle.
“I’ll show you after I explain. In china there is a dangerous training ground called Jusenkyo. There are over one hundred springs there, and whoever falls in one takes the form of whatever drowned in it. I fell into the spring of drowned girl, and ever since then whenever I’m splashed with cold water I turn into a girl, while hot water,” Ranma paused and poured the hot water on her head, triggering the change. “Turns me back. Ever since Jusenkyo I have been thinking a bit clearer, and ever since a bit after that I have been sensing an odd energy field that makes it slightly uncomfortable to be a guy. It feels almost like one of my senses is missing. On the other hand being in my girl form feels uncomfortable for another reason; it feels almost as if my body is the wrong size for me.” She finished up by pouring half of the cold water on his head changing back to his girl form.
Dr. Tofu quickly recovered as he remembered reading about the training ground in one of his books.
On the other hand Mir’s shocked expression was priceless… It also lasted long enough so that Dr. Tofu could grab a nearby Polaroid camera to take her picture, purely for revenge for the derisive human cracks purely innocent reasons. As she recovered she commented, “Looks like they should rename the spring; the spring of drowned reyvateil.”
“That might be true. You should drop the superior attitude though. The number of reyvateils on Earth, if my dream was real, including my cursed form, verses the number of humans is four verses over six billion, so insulting people for being human is NOT a good Idea,” Ranma said.
“As interesting as this conversation is, I have other patients to see to,” Tofu said.
“When the people who came with me wake up can you send them in? We need to discuss what we are going to do next,” Mir asked keeping her tone civil.
“No problem,” he said as he walked out the door.
Mir looked at Ranma, and thought, I believe I can trust this human to not repeat what was done to me. she paused in her thought to create a small smile, after all turning reyvateils into slaves is not a good idea when you turn into one. she then grimaced as she moved her elbow. The movement of the elbow caused pain to shoot through her entire arm. She stood up; ignoring the pain the action coursed in her body and started singing, the song started with: “Was zash ga y.y. mean.”
Ranma blinked as she saw what looked like a miniature nurse with a white eye patch appear, with a giant Band-Aid that she seemed to use as a surf board. As the song continued the nurse sent two giant Band-Aids at both Mir and Ranma. As the Band-Aids impacted them they disappeared in a twinkling light. Ranma could feel the pain lifting from her. Two more sets of Band-Aids hit both of them before Mir stopped singing, dissipating the nurse. Ranma looked at Mir and asked, “What was that? I understood what you said, but I don’t understand what was with the small nurse.”
“That was blue magic; it is used for support such as healing, and/or raising your allies’ abilities. What, do you mean, to say that you don’t have any? All reyvateils have an instinctive usage of basic red and blue song magic. Also just for verification purposes what was the first line?” Mir answered.
“The first line was; ‘I’m in great pain and wish it to stop, heal us.’ As for not knowing blue song magic, it’s possible that, because I gained this form through a curse, I simply don’t have one yet.” Ranma replied. Ranma, now free from her pain now took in what Mir was wearing ever since she stood up… or more specifically, what she was NOT wearing which was a FAR longer list. “Gah put some clothes on!”
The naked woman was about to respond when the door opened, and in walked Sierra, Lyner, and Shurelia.
“Shurelia?!” Ranma yelped
“Ranma?!” Shurelia shouted at the same time.
Ranma looked at Shurelia closely, then grabbed the half full cup of cold water and splashed her with it.
“Was that really necessary?” the now male Shurelia asked blandly.
“Sorry, here’s some hot water,” Ranma said while handing him the kettle. Ranma continued with, “so, it wasn’t a dream?”
“I guess not,” Shurelia responded.
“What is going on here?” Mir asked in confusion.
“Before I answer, CAN YOU PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!” Ranma shouted.
“Okay, fine.” Mir responded. She then concentrated for a few seconds, and caused clothes to appear. She ended up wearing a red leotard like top with thick shoulder pads that had two rectangular protrusions coming from the top, bracers on her arms a bikini like bottom, and a pair of thigh high boots with thicker portions above the angles to which a protrusion that looked like a bolt came out. The entire suit was black with red highlights. Red bands appeared in her black hair sectioning it off into one inch segments. The chest part of the leotard top was cut off to show her small chest above and below a one inch band that ran over the center. “Now that I’m dressed, what is this about?”
Shurelia started with, “as you know we were trying to install a duplicate the hymn crystal purger into me. During the process something went wrong making me fall unconscious for three months. During that time I had dreams of a boy named Ranma who turned into a reyvateil with cold water, and back with hot, when I woke up I turned into a male human with cold water, and back with hot,” explained. She poured the kettle of hot water over herself, changing back to normal.
“Interesting and Ranma started to dream about you a few days ago,” Mir commented, and received a nod from Ranma.
Lyner who was listing to the exchange in silence noticed a look in Mir’s eyes that he never expected to see; a look that said that she was clearly interested in the one she was looking at, a look that was clearly directed at Ranma. He turned toward Sierra to comment only to see a similar expression; this caused him to quietly groan. This distracted Sierra, causing her to miss her chance, as Mir asked with the subtlety of a bar of titanium to the head, “So, do you have a girlfriend Ranma?”
Three of the four other people present. Who, not coincidentally were the three of the four to know Mir best either personally or by reputation, had a face meet floor experience.
Ranma, oblivious to the reason behind the facefault, and the stares that accompanied them as the people on the floor got up replied, “No, I don’t have one. My father was trying to arrange a fiancée, but everyone involved in that fiasco is trying to defuse the situation. The one they will push for can be kinda nice, but quite frankly her temper scares me. By the way Shurelia, how do you change your clothes when you change? I lose what I make.”
“Could be any number of reasons, from experience to the fact I’m a natural reyvateil, not one that was made via a curse,” Shurelia replied.
Ranma sighed, and said, “Crap and I was hoping that I could learn to keep the clothing I make.”
Mir looked at Ranma with a speculative expression, and asked with a curious mixture of shyness and aggression, “Umm, would you like to go on a date Ranma?”
The room went silent except for the thumps of three more facefaults, so silent that the two not on the floor jumped a bit when a pin fell in the next room.
Ranma looked about, unnerved by both the silence, and how everyone’s face keeps hitting the floor by these normal questions, but shook it off, and replied,
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