Only to stand stock-still. The redhead before her had eyes as blue as Akane's own spell-disguised eyes, and a figure that spoke of youth and petite height.. but with far more overt curves. Despite those, however, the underlying stance and flexing of muscle under svelte flesh bespoke a true warrior. Her aura was the most fascinating thing, however. What in the name of..?
Akane could see magic. This came as no shock to her, as she could for years (as Illyana). It was a perception of auras, impressions, clues really, requiring spells to fine-tune so she'd know the details of a enchantment. Akane could also sense something of the chi auras others put out. Akane had her Martial Arts training to thank for that capacity. She's mad as I am.. and why is she..?
The reason these perceptions had Akane so stunned for a bare few seconds was the imprint of Magic, in a VERY storng imposition, and the aura of a MAN, not a girl. In fact, as Akane looked closer and started to get over her stunned freeze-up, much of this girl's stance and minor mannerisms were very masculine.
Her grace was completely stylish, but agressive, even commanding under the surface. The uninitiated would call her a Tomboy, Akane noted with a mental smirk, mostly from the number of times she got saddled with that nickname in previous schools.
As The redhead began a intricate and very harsh kata, seemingly culled from others into a completely new sequence, Akane watched silently. Taking notes. Finally, she spoke aloud. "Gee. I guess Dad's really sobbing now."
Without breaking kata at all, her companion spoke dryly. "Yeah, he's a real winner in the emotional game. There's depths to it though, I'm thinking, like baka Oyagi." The other girl went into a series of kicks and manuevers, seeming to fly from tricks to extend hang time and spring rather higher than normal people expected. this kata seemed to be blurring attacks until one gets the other guy into a lunge, then up and..
As Akane winced at the other girl performing a move not unlike something Zangief would pull (the wince deriving from what the opponent would have happen to him when the move came off), she asked "Wanna trade baka stories? I'm Tendo Akane, heir to the family style--whether mine wants it or not!" She added that last figuring that her father may not have been totally forthcoming.
"Ranma Saotome, here. Hey, I'd love a new friend--it's been a few years. Yours sure does seem to think he should just hand over the school scrolls, all right.." She said hastily before Akane could yell or something "I refused though. It was pretty clear from the feel of the place that there was a active student. That'd be you I guess. Somehow, though, I think that your ol' man has got issues, bad ones if you follow me. Anyway, he tried to insist, so I.." Her voice dropped quite a bit, but Akane could still hear "mentioned my problems reading.." It picked back up as she finished "I didn't tell him about how shaded shades let me read better though."
Akane was meanwhile dealing with a few conflicting emotions. Not so much the ones the Ranma would have feared however. Oh, Kami.. This young asskicker de luxe! prodigy has what I think he does, he's been thru some times. Better check.. Her old-Akane reserve towards boys was nicely balanced with Illyana's total lack of shame, so she was.. a teenager. She at least managed to avoid letting any interest of that kind show as she murmured a few words, concentrating her attention and preventing a miscast. A glowing white portal--all of 5 inches across--formed behind her back, accomodating her hand's subsequent thrusting into it easily.
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Xavier Mansion, Westchester County, NY, Marvelverse:
It was just after the whole debacle with the nanobomb. Scott Summers was just recovering from the crudest surgery to be successfully accomplished by any X-man, and all involved were sleeping it off--especially Cyclops.
The mansion had been devastated earlier. it was a shambles was all it was. Thus, with mostly all asleep and no security functions on, the silent formation of a five-inch portal by some rubble, ensuant to a Asiatic hand quickly emerging from said portal to snatch a tumbled spare pair of Ruby Quartz Ray-bans went unnoticed. Scott understandably kept rather a few pairs, so this one hadn't been noticed anyway.
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Dojo, Tendo Place, Nerima, Ranmaverse:
Akane pulled back her hand and collapsed the mini-portal, pulling the Ray-bans as if from a hidden spot in the Dojo racks. "Here you go. If you're going to be here, this should come in handy, and if not, it's a gift from me. I don't need them that way, after all." She watched Ranma's reactions closely, under a decent poker-face.
Ranma noted that, but seemed to not mind, as she looked the crimson sunglasses over. "Nice. Hope that I don't get barred from wearing them like before. Ya know, it's not just Yakuza wear these?" Akane simply heaved a tiny sigh as she'd expected that, while Ranma tried them on and nodded, adding "Yup, that ends the shimmer. best results yet, really. Umm.. You know anyone like me before?" Ranma looked over the shades to check, unconsciously putting on a cute look that would make lesser folk die of insulin shock.
Akane goggled a bit, then recovered. "No, but I did read up about variants of Dyslexia. I'd imagine you have.. other fun? Not with reading, I mean."
"Believe that, Akane. Hassles with higher math, I talk like a dockworker when I'm tense, and I'm sorry, but most school-taught stuff just.. I'm a visual learner. VERY visual. Ya don't think I'm a baka or anything.. do ya?" Ranma was telling it all now, about her learning hassles, but Akane caught that mild pleading note. She made a note to not impinge on Ranma's pride, sensing it as a sore point, as she said "No.. just different. and Anything Goes isn't exactly average. Neither's this town or my family, for that matter, so relax, Ranma!"
Ranma did, to the point she seemed to shink a quarter inch in in all directions. "Thank Kami.. I've.. I don't want to worry you with it, you've been a nice gal, Akane. Thanks. By the way, was there something else about that line you first gave me? About your Pop, I mean."
Akane swallowed a bit, as she wasn't quite used to being read quite that deeply. Shoulda expected it of a Martial Artist of this guy's apparent calibur.. "Well.. Yeah. Seems that when Daddy went on about giving the school over to you so I wouldn't have to fight.." (Ranma winced at the tone that slipped into Akane's voice on that last bit) "He was also going on about marrying our families together."
Ranma just nodded, she'd apparently heard that much. She then said "Akane.. there's something you need to know about me. Oyagi would show it in some deranged way, but.. I think I'll just show you. You guys have a furo?"
Akane nodded and showed the way, thinking I think this Ranma character's a possible keeper, just don't know how far yet. I guess his real looks and all will help me decide. At the very least, I need to consider sharing my secrets with the dude. while she followed the redhead up. Once they were in, Ranma got a bucket of cold water ready, then she rolled up a sleeve and plunged her arm into the hot water already prepared for Akane's after-workout bath by Kasumi.
The following seconds were very exciting in several senses for Akane. Seeing a stacked petite swell out into a rather buff guy, changing hair-color along the way, well.. that was only a part of it. The feeling of Power flowing as the curse went quiescent again was what blew her self control and caused a brief, if sharp squeal. Okay, his butt contributed.
Just as Ranma was about to dump the cold water over himself, actually holding it in fact, the furo door was shoved open, and a furious Soun (attracted by the squeal, no doubt) attacked the young man without even checking what was going on!
"Hey! What the heck you think you're.. THAT's IT!" Ranma bellowed after Soun tried exclusively to use crippling and genital-crushing blows for a few frantic but well-dodged attacks. He then splashed Soun right in the face with the bucket, catching enough back-splash to transform back to Female state.
As Akane debated whether to explain matters to her sisters (watching in the doorway) or just deck her embarrassment of a father, the redheaded 'girl' just pushed her shades back up her nose and said kinda wryly "I'm Ranma Saotome.. Sorry about this."
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