Upon being expelled from the portal, he was treated to the following sensations: Air rushing past his face. Pain (or what someone NOT exposed to the regular violence of his life would consider pain) as his face struck something cold and hard. And confusion at a babble of voices that went something like this:
“That the hell was THAT??” “Uh oh…” “Sylia! What’s going on?” “Mackie!”
After a second Ranma blinked open his eyes, and quickly found four female faces to match the four voices he had just heard. A dark blue/black haired woman with a somewhat aristocratic bearing. A younger, athletic looking black haired woman, a short, pink haired girl, and an angry brown haired young woman. He couldn’t see much more of them however, since each young woman was encased in a suit of shiny metal armor, helmets under their arms, and shocked looks on their faces.
Well, shocked looks on three of their faces. The fourth, brown haired girl had a very angry expression on her face. Enraged even.
Of course, that could have something to do with the fact that Ranma’s surprise exit from the portal had sent him barreling right into her, knocking her on her armored posterior. It might also have something to do with the fact that Ranma had ended up on top of her, his head resting in between the metallic curves of her chest.
“What…” Ranma had just enough time to say before a vein in the woman’s forehead started throbbing. The next thing Ranma saw was a large armored fist heading for his face.
“PERVERT!”
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“Sylia! What are we going to DO? He saw out faces!”
Sylia Stingray, leader of the vigilante group “Knight Sabers” sighed lifter her coffee cup to her lips, trying to figure out an answer to the young pink haired AD Police officer’s question. The rest of the team was arrayed around the kitchen as well, all of them having changed into their civilian clothing.
“And let’s not forget about Mackie! What the hell WAS that thing anyway?” Linna asked, sounding a bit skittish as she leaned back in her chair.
“He saw our faces. I say we just kill him.” Priss growled from her position leaning back against the wall, arms crossed. She did NOT appear to be in a good mood.
“Hmph. You’re still just mad because he landed on you.” Linna replied with a grin.
“Yeah, I don’t see what you’re so upset about. You were wearing a suit of armor. It’s not like he was feeling you up or anything.” Nene said with a giggle, releasing some of the tension in the air.
“That’s not the point!” Priss growled. She trailed off as Sylia raised her hand for silence.
“We will NOT be killing him. At least not yet.” She said calmly. “This is indeed a serious breech of security. But we don’t know who he is, or where he came from. Or where Mackie went. He may have information. We will interrogate him first, and make decisions later.” She said calmly, taking another sip of her drink.
The other three girls nodded slowly, somewhat calmed by her demeanor. Well, all except Priss at least.
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“Stupid tomboy.” Ranma muttered to himself, wishing he could rub his bruised noggin. The words came out reflexively. He felt an awful lot like he had just had a close encounter with one of Akane’s mallets. The fact that he couldn’t touch his injury was not helping either.
Of course, the reason he couldn’t rub his head was because his arms were pinned to his sides by steel cable. Actually, his entire body was practically COCOONED in steel cable. He could hardly move at all, wrapped up as he was. Which rather made up for his less-than-secure location in what seemed to be a broom closet.
“They didn’t have to tie me up so tightly…” He grumbled, eyes roving his environment. He was Ranma Saotome! Man amongst men! Well, occasional Woman amongst Men, but same thing. No measly ropes would hold HIM!
His eyes drifter above, passing over what seemed to be pipes for a sprinkler system…
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“Did we really have to tie him up so tightly?” Nene asked.
“Come on, you saw what he did!” Linna responded, while Priss and Sylia nodded in agreement. “Priss decked him! And he hardly had a scratch!”
“Priss decks everybody.” Nene replied a bit sullenly.
“Not when she’s in powered armor! He went through TWO WALLS!” Linna responded.
Sylia just groaned. It was going to be difficult explaining two man-shaped holes to building maintenance and repair…
“I’m telling you, that thing isn’t human! It’s got to be some kind of boomer!” Priss argued vehemently.
“I scanned him thoroughly with my hardsuit. He’s as human as you are Priss.” Nene huffed, her pride hurt at having her examination called into question.
“Human my ass! Then how do you explain THAT!?” The singer demanded, pointing at the imbedded image of a face in the plaster of the kitchen wall, opposite a large hole that showed the young martial artists trajectory.
A sweatdrop suddenly appeared on Nene’s forehead. “Does this all seem.. I don’t know. . A bit silly to you guys?” She asked suddenly. Suddenly self-conscious at the strange looks everyone gave her, she shook her head. “Um.. Never mind.”
“So, what now Sylia?”
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