| "Where am
I?" Ranma asked. He had fallen in but this was...
very strange. He could see himself perfectly. Everything around him was black. He wasn't falling but he wasn't standing on anything either. Just sort of floating except he couldn't feel water around him either. "You Are Here. What Do You Seek?" Ranma jumped at that. The voice had sounded like a whole bunch of people talking at the same time, some guys and girls as well. Weird place, weird voice. Kinda fit. Just major creepy. "I still don't know where 'here' is." "Here Is Here. You Are Here. You Were Elsewhere." "Oookay," acknowledged Ranma. "How do I get out?" "What Do You Seek?" "Uhm. A genie ring I suppose, other than that I'm just training in the martial arts," Ranma tried to determine which direction the voice was coming from. "What Martial Arts?" Ranma blinked. The voice seemed to come from ahead of him no matter which way he turned. More weirdness. "A little Kempo, some Jiu Jitsu, a little Aikido, some Muay Thai, a bit of Shotokan Karate, but mostly Anything Goes School Of Indiscriminate Grappling." OLD MALE VOICE: "Anything
Goes Style. Based originally on a mix of Jiu Jitsu and
Kempo." "Okay," said Ranma, scratching his head. "I'm Ranma Saotome, so I guess that sounds right." "What Do You Seek To Do With Your Art, Ranma Saotome? Do You Seek To Seal The Saotome School?" Back to that weird group voice again. "Nah. Uhm," Ranma stopped. It was as if a woman (Usagi?) was whispering that it was very important that he speak from the heart. What was his greatest desire? "Well, if you're offering, then I seek:" |
(Posted Mon, 04 Nov 2002 01:20)
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