Morrigan caught her breath and released in a long, satisfied sigh.
Contrary to popular belief, Nerima didn't erupt into fights everyday. Usually at least a week went by before someone did something crazy that erupted into a brawl, especially not an all out brawl.
However, the atmosphere reeked of battle and Morrigan just couldn't resist poking the bee hive, with a particular satisfying battle to follow.
It had started when she came to the park to find the Tendo and Saotome families having some sort of picnic. From the sounds of it, the idea for the event had come from the patriarchs of the family. They were hoping somehow to get their children to like each other apparently.
Wasted effort in Morrigan's estimation, the two in question were complaining about the situation back and forth, but there was no lack of liking in there undertones. Just lots and lots of inhibitions.
Morrigan walked close and took in a smell of the people at the event. The most powerful was the young man, Ranma that was at the center of the rumors.
A shapechanger, male and female, and thus too magical to be on the list. Very, very strong though, and what a strong scent. He must have had women just dripping off of him.
"Really," the young blue-haired woman was saying. "Can't we just have a picnic. Does it have to be some sort of romantic opportunity every time?"
"I know that," the young man returned as he helped her unpack their picnic lunch onto the table. "Wait, what is this?"
"That's a bento, Ranma," the girl said.
"I know it's a bento, Akane," Ranma said. "But who made the food in it?"
"I did, why, is that a problem?" Akane demanded.
Ranma closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he asked his next question.
"Is it...curry?" he asked.
"Yes, if you must know," Akane said.
Ranma breathed a sigh of relief.
"Today's or yesterday's," the boy asked.
"It's fresh, of course," Akane said. "I made it today."
"Then it's not ready yet," Ranma said, putting it back in the bag.
"What do you mean it's 'not ready yet?'" Akane demanded.
The girl frowned and closed her own eyes.
As the show progressed, a tall brown-haired girl walked next to Morrigan.
"Hello there," she said. "Would you like a rice ball?"
"Oh, sure," the green-haired "school girl" said, accepting the black and white item from the package holding them and sampling it experimentally.
The taste exploded in her mouth like the climax of a battle with the street fighter Ryu and she shivered appreciatively, taking her next bite slower and taking her time to eat it.
"This is good," she said almost tearfully.
"Thank you, very much," the brown-haired girl said with a red-blush. "I notice you're watching Ranma and Akane...are you...perhaps, looking for Ranma?"
"No," Morrigan said, unconcerned that this girl just seemed to be aware of her despite any supernatural shielding. "He's not to my taste, and she'd be an amusing opponent, but I doubt much more."
"Oh," the brown-haired girl said. "That's good. My name is Kasumi Tendo. What are you here for?"
"I'm just...brousing for now," Morrigan said. "And I am Morrigan Aensland."
She gave her name in a mildly haughty manner that spoke of much more self-assurance than the loud manner of another set of aristocrats of Kasumi's acquaintance.
Morrigan's eyes were drawn to a newcomer as a bouncey chinese girl arrived on the scene with her own food items.
"Brousing?" Kasumi said. "What are you brousing for?"
"I need to find some strong women," Morrigan said, curiously unconcerned with what she was saying.
A young man with a bandana and an umbrella arrived to join the developing situation.
"Oh, you lean that way?" Kasumi asked.
Now there was some girl with a giant spatula.
"I lean both ways," Morrigan said with a smirk.
"Oh my," Kasumi said, flushing redly and patting her chest down and sliding a little bit closer to her oblivious conversation partner.
Morrigan's eyes were mostly fixed ahead as she listened to the newcomers and the picnic goers and the attempts to keep things in check and out of chaos. They were doing a fairly good job, at least until the two that smelled like brother and sister showed up.
At their arrival it took some applied violence to keep things relatively cool.
But nearly enough to whet Morrigan's developing appetite.
"You look tense," Kasumi said. "Do you mind if I give you a back rub."
Before Morrigan could give a half-aware answer, a guy wearing glasses showed up and she'd had enough teasing.
Standing up and marching through the crowd of teenagers, all of whom suddenly noticed the radiating sense of battle that came into their midst, and then firmly kisssed the two at the center of the restrained chaos.
First Akane, stealing away the girl's breath and shocking the onlookers silent before moving on to do the same to Ranma.
After that she turned to face the others and said.
"Come and get it," with a smirk.
Battle ensued
Now she was sitting on the remains of the battle-ground, stretching out and just soaking in the post-fight bliss. Taking into account on the bruises and minor cuts she'd received because she'd avoided some of her more obviously supernatural attacks, it was still a most satisfying brawl.
That young man with the bandana could simply go forever.
He was even now only barely winded off to the side.
Most everybody else was in various stages of unconscious or wishing they were. The young man and woman Morrigan had used to start the whole deal were busy furiously trying to look at anyone but each other.
Morrigan smirked at that and wondered how long their pheromones would remain as ramped and specifically targetted as she'd made them.
Then she winced as the iodine touched one of her cuts.
"Oh, please hold still, Morrigan-chan," Kasumi said chastisingly. "This won't take long."
"I don't really need it," Morrigan said with a shrug. "And thanks for the other rice balls."
"Oh, it's no problem," Kasumi said. "Oh, and I made you a package to take home with you."
"Excellent, Kasumi-san!" Morrigan declared, eagerly accepting the lovely, little ribbon wrapped bento. "I really must repay you sometime."
"Well," Kasumi said with a blush.
Morrigan took another self-satisfied breath.
Yes, she hadn't found a specific candidate yet for her task, but this trip had to be considered very successful.
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