The Competition (Ranma 1/2)
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				Title: <strong>The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 21:45:07</strong>
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				Ukyo was busy in her restaurant today. It was a nice day out and there was supposed to be some event coming up shortly. That would explain all the tourists. She shrugged as she dished out the Okonomiyaki to the customers. It kind of made her happy knowing that these tourists would get a taste too and would probably tell their friends.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 21:59:21</strong>
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				"Cut it out, Pop!" Ranma back-flipped as he dodged one of his father's kicks.<br>"You don't have time to go slacking off, Ranma! What's more important, your training or some lousy beach party?" Genma growled, throwing a chop towards Ranma.<br>Ranma leaned into it, turning around and slipping his father's outstretched arm between his upper arm and his side, gripping it firmly, and using that to toss his father over his shoulder through the doorway of the Tendo house and into the pond in the yard. A very angry-looking panda popped out of the water and held up a sign, but Ranma ignored him.<br>"If you think I'm slacking off in my training, why'd I beat you, huh?" Ranma stuck his fingers in his mouth to stretch out his lips as he stuck his tongue out at his transformed father.<br><br>He went upstairs and put on one of Akane's bathing suits underneath his blue pants and orange shirt, since he knew that at the beach, surrounded by an ocean of cold water, he was going to be spending most of his time in his girl form. "Akane, are you getting ready? We have to head over to Ukyo's before we meet your family at the beach!" he called to Akane, not sure where his grumpy fiancee was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 08:01:23</strong>
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				Whap! Whap! Whap! Akane's foot struck the wooden pole, again and again. "What?" she called out in reply. "Ukyo's? Oh yeah!" She hurried inside, still in her training gi, pushing past Ranma as she moved into her room to change. After a couple of minutes, she called back out, "Hey, has anyone seen my swimsuit? The one I like to wear? I can't find it in my drawers anywhere!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 02:04:54</strong>
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				(Meanwhile, elsewhere, a stranger entered Nerima: a woman, young and beautiful, dressed in a well-tailored dark grey skirt-suit with a briefcase.&nbsp; She promptly broke the local police betting pool by asking for directions, not to the Tendo dojo, nor to Furinkan High School, but to Ucchan's...)<br><br>(Somewhere, a part-time panda was about to suddenly sneeze.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 18:42:32</strong>
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				"Just wear your two-piece!" Ranma shouted back to Akane. He hated wearing women's clothing underneath his clothes, but if he was going to have to wear a bathing suit, he'd rather it be a leotard than a bikini, especially if he had to change back into a guy right away. He kept a small sack with him that had a tight tanktop and pair of trunks in case anything troublesome reared its ugly head and forced him to change back; they were tight so that if he was a guy and transformed into a girl, they wouldn't fall off of him after his body shrank. He was grateful that at least when he transformed into his cursed form, he was still able to wear clothes; that sucker Ryoga was always completely naked after turning into P-Chan.<br><br>"It's not like you can swim anyway, might as well just wear your karate gi to the beach..." he muttered under his breath. She was usually a little forgetful, but today was really odd for her to forget something so important. The whole family was heading to the beach for a concert being held there, and he had owed Ukyo a favor so he was going to help her set up her Okonomiyaki stand at the beach, and Akane had offered to help too. "Can't cook, either." he chuckled under his breath, sitting at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Akane.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 07:12:53</strong>
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				"Alright, alright... I wonder where it went, though?" A few minutes later, she arrives in the main room, wearing a floral print sundress, a wide-brimmed straw sun-hat, and sandals, her less-than-flattering striped two-piece hidden beneath. she offered him a smile, as she entered the room. "Ready to go, everyone?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 18:33:07</strong>
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				"My pop's not going, and your family already left." Ranma told her, standing up. "Come on, let's get over to Okonomiyaki Ucchain's so we can help her set up at the beach." he slung his bag over his shoulder as he did with his books when he was going to school, and headed out the door. He shot a look out into the backyard at his panda father, who was napping when he said he was going to be training. Ranma just rolled his eyes, knowing his father never practiced what he preached.<br><br>He hopped up onto a chain-link fence and balanced while he walked, as he customarily did. It was good practice for martial arts, and it kept him out of the way if someone spilled water anywhere near him and transformed him before he was ready.<br><br>Ucchan's was further away than the Cat Cafe so they passed it first, but luckily Shampoo and the others had gone back to China for the week. No more cat-girl pestering him, he thought happily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 19:01:15</strong>
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				Meanwhile, the mysterious woman reached Ucchan's and knocked on the door...and Ukyo found herself looking at a tall, curvy woman in a well-tailored dark grey skirt-suit, briefcase in hand, long flowing dark green hair, and bunny ears.&nbsp; Said woman gave Ukyo a warm smile.<br><br>"Top o' the mornin' to yez.&nbsp; Is the proprieter in?&nbsp; I've got a wee spot of business with 'im."<br><br>She held out a business card.<br><br>"Mizz MacPooka, with the firm of Smaug, Fafnir, and Orochi, Dragons at Law.&nbsp; This ought not take more'n a moment, so if ye'd be so kind as ta let him know I'm here..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 19:31:41</strong>
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				Ukyo had just finished plating a customer's food when the woman came in. She looked to her and put down her tools. "Uhh... I'm Ukyo, the owner of this place..." She replied. "Why, what is it that you want?" She gave her a glare and stood there, somewhat annoyed. Either it was an investor, or a lawyer, either way, it would be pointless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 19:53:38</strong>
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				The bunny-eared woman looked Ukyo up and down.<br><br>"Ye'd be Kuonji Ukyo, then?&nbsp; There's a wee bit of a surprise, but no matter."<br><br>She smiled again, emerald green eyes twinkling.<br><br>"Might I step inside, or would ye rather discuss this here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 21:20:44</strong>
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				Ukyo crossed her arms and looked over the woman. "Honestly, I'm not interested." She said as she walked out from behind the grill and up to the woman. "It's not for sale, or franchising."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 21:39:10</strong>
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				The woman blinked.<br><br>"What, the <em>restaurant</em>?&nbsp; I'm not here for that.&nbsp; This is more personal.&nbsp; Clan business, ya might say.&nbsp; Now, may I enter?&nbsp; Or d'ya really want to discuss this on the street?"<br><br>After another moment, she dug in her briefcase.<br><br>"Suit yerself.&nbsp; Now, where'd I put that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 22:55:57</strong>
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				Oddly enough, Ranma saw hide nor hair of the perverted patriarch of the Anything-Goes School of Martial Arts, Happosai, anywhere on the streets. No cackling or cries of "What a haul" at all. Maybe he was finally taking a break? He hoped the quiet would continue at the beach, because the old pervert never misbehaved more than where there were girls who were naked, or very nearly naked.<br><br>"Akane, you really sure you want to come?" Ranma asked her. "I mean, wouldn't it be more fun to enjoy the concert with your father and sisters? If you're stuck at the stand with me and Ukyo you'll miss all the music." he jumped down off the fence to walk on the sidewalk next to her. He wondered if she was doing this out of jealousy, not wanting him to be alone with Ukyo on the beach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 04:48:22</strong>
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				Ukyo sighed and led her into the building. "Fine. I'll hear you out, but don't expect much else." She said with a sarcastic sort of tone as she sat down at a table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 05:01:14</strong>
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				"That's perfectly all right," the bunny-eared woman nodded.&nbsp; "I'll cut right to the chase for ya."<br><br>Taking a seat, she dug a thick manila envelope out of her briefcase with a flourish.<br><br>"Long story short, this is yer copy...it's a contract between the head of Clan Kuonji, that's yer great-grand-dad, I believe, and the head of Clan Tanukigawa, one of our clients.&nbsp; Leavin' aside a ton of minor details, it involves a unifyin' of the two clans by marryin' the heir of one to the heir of the other."<br><br>She paused, frowning.<br><br>"Now, as ye might <em>well</em> be wondering, fer the last few generations, both heirs have been male, thus preventin' any motion forward on this peculiarly error-strewn deal.&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">Buuuuut</span>!&nbsp; The former heir relinquished the role to his twin sister, and...ya are aware that the Clan Kuonji register lists ya as a boy, right?"<br><br>She scratched her head.<br><br>"Point is, we'll we workin' on gettin' the both of yez out of this unfortunate predicament, but in the meantime..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 08:55:22</strong>
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				"Of course I do," Akane replied, smiling as she walked along, enjoying the beautiful weather. "I promised I'd help her, and, besides, it always gets crowded around those concerts. It should be nicer, working with the two of you." <em>That, and I can keep an eye on you, you big lummox,</em> she thought silently, keeping a smile on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 18:31:02</strong>
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				<em>Funny, I remember being the only one making that promise because I owed her for all that free Okonomiyaki, you just invited yourself to tag along.</em> Ranma thought.<br><br>Ucchan's was just across the street now and he saw her talking with a stranger. "Huh...wonder who that is?" he raised an eyebrow, not seeing many people dressed like that around Nerima.<br><br>He put his arm out to keep Akane from advancing any further, and waited until Ukyo and the stranger went inside. "Come on...let's see what's going on." he said, now that they were all able to sit down and talk peacefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>06-09-2008, 08:45:51</strong>
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				Akane cocked her head, to examine the stranger, talking to Ukyo, scowling as Ranma stops her with his arm. She's about to snap something at him, when he spoke, and, nodding and still frowning slightly, followed him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>06-09-2008, 19:09:43</strong>
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				Ukyo looked upset hearing whatever the woman had to say, and Ranma wasn't used to that, usually it was what boys had to say to her that upset her, althought that Tsubasa Kurenai, the little cross-dressing schoolmate of hers, was a 'girl' who had definitely upset Ukyo whenever he was around. Maybe this was a similar situation?<br><br>Ranma knocked on the side of the doorway to let Ukyo know he was there, without actually saying anything to interrupt. He took a seat in front of the griddle and listened silently as the woman and Ukyo conversed, hoping Akane would figure out to do the same; she wasn't exactly an expert with social graces, but then, half the time neither was Ranma himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-09-2008, 19:47:35</strong>
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				Ranma's entrance causes the bunny-eared one to fall silent.<br><br>"D'ye mind?&nbsp; This's a private conversation, an' I'll be thankin' yez ta wait outside fer a spell."<br><br>She blinks.<br><br>"Is yer name by any chance <em>Saotome</em>?"<br><br>And then she smiles...evilly.<br><br>"If it is, we've a spot of business ta discuss, just as soon as I'm done with Kuonji-san, 'ere.&nbsp; Now go away."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>07-09-2008, 23:43:13</strong>
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				Ukyo looked to Ranma quickly then back to the woman. "I'm not marrying any woman." She said to her with a scowl. "I won't even be engaged to them. So forget it." She turned around and walked back behind the griddle to get some stuff together for the trip. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 02:20:13</strong>
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				The bunny-eared woman shoots Ranma another scowl and makes a 'get lost' gesture at him.<br><br>"Suit yerself, my lass.&nbsp; Unfortunately, until we get this matter resolved, yer up against a legitimate, notarized, and witnessed contract, penaltied and double indemnity clauses included.&nbsp; Quite the piece of work it is, if I say so meself."<br><br>She shrugs.<br><br>"Fer what it's worth, she'll be just as unhappy about this, on account of she's expectin' ya ta be a man.&nbsp; But that's neither here nor there, an' I personally hope the rest of yer day goes easier.&nbsp; Now, before I leave ya to it, could I bother ya fer directions ta the Tendo home?&nbsp; I've business with them as well."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 18:04:14</strong>
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				Though Ranma didn't know this woman, or even her name, she was instantly more annoying and bitchy than Akane when he first met her. "What's your beef if I am a Saotome?" he jumped up, standing up on the stool so he towered above her, his hands on his hips. When the Tendo Dojo came up, he looked over at Akane, wondering what she thought about all this. "Any business you've got with either the Saotome family or the Tendos, you can take up with me." he pointed to himself with his thumb. He was used to cleaning up messes his father made, and this sounded exactly like one of those situations.<br><br>But Ukyo arguing with her about another arranged marriage, and to another woman, that was disturbing. She had no problem loving and marrying Ranma even though he had his female side, he didn't know why it upset her so much about the idea. Or maybe she really did love only him, and would never have eyes for anyone else. He hated having so many girls surrounding him with these feelings, and being forced to choose, it was just impossible. But he couldn't just let someone else have Ukyo either, putting him in a Catch-22. "So, spill it. What kind of trouble did our dads get us into now?" he grumbled, not thinking anyone except his irresponsible father could have caused this sort of problem.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-09-2008, 18:12:17</strong>
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				The bunny-eared woman turns a chilly smile on Ranma.<br><br>"Were ya at the end of the line when manners were handed out?&nbsp; Here."<br><br>She digs another manila envelope out of her briefcase.<br><br>"This is fer yer twin sister.&nbsp; See that she gets it.&nbsp; I won't bother ta explain, 'cause yer not likely ta understand a word of it.&nbsp; Oh, and my card.&nbsp; Have 'er call the cell number if she needs anything."<br><br>Before Ranma can read the card, she clarifies matters for him:<br><br>"Molly MacPooka, attorney at law.&nbsp; That means 'lawyer'.&nbsp; Now, if ya don't mind sittin' down an' shuttin' up before I decide ta go unprofessional on yez?"<br><br>Hmm.&nbsp; There's a small storm cloud brewing between her ears.&nbsp; It wasn't there a moment ago.&nbsp; Her grin now looks positively <em>eeeevil</em>.&nbsp; Rather Nabiki-like, in point of fact.<br><br>"Unless yer a solicitor, lawyer, or attorney, I doubt ya can speak for the Tendo clan."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 06:09:47</strong>
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				Akane, just a few moments behind Ranma, smirks as he gets put in his place by the.. rabbit girl. It would be the strangest thing she'd ever seen, if she hadn't been with Ranma and the myriad of companions he seemed to accumulate, for all this time. Her family name catches her attention, and she blinks. "Excuse me, but my name is Akane Tendo, is there something I can help you with?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 14:57:53</strong>
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				The bunny-eared woman raises an eyebrow.<br><br>"Are ya, then?&nbsp; That's a might fine coincidence."<br><br>She gives Akane a smile--much, much less frosty than the one Ranma earned.<br><br>"The name's Molly MacPooka, attorney at law.&nbsp; I'm here on behalf of Smaug, Fafnir, and Orochi, Dragons at Law.&nbsp; Here's me card.&nbsp; Is there somewhere we might speak in private, or are ye unconcerned if these two hear yer private, personal, clan-related legal business?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Competition (Ranma 1/2)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>09-09-2008, 17:52:48</strong>
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				"Ex-CUSE me!" Ranma interrupted. "She is NOT my sister!" he crumpled up MacPooka's card she gave him and dropped it on the grill so it caught fire and turned to ash. "So leave her out of this. What do you want with the Saotomes and Tendos? And don't lawyers usually serve people with papers, instead of just a business card?" he criticized. He should have known that today couldn't possibly be normal. But he figured things at least wouldn't get this bizarre until they got to the beach. But when she started mentioning clans, he started to wonder if maybe his ill-mannered father wasn't actually responsible for what this woman was talking about. But beyond Genma, he didn't know of any other blood relatives. Happosai wasn't Genma's father, just his teacher, but the old goat couldn't have anything to do with this, could he? The old man was at least 100 years old so it was possible.
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