A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)
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				Title: <strong>A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-09-2008, 17:55:14</strong>
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				<em>...in fair Nerima where we lay our scene...</em><br><br>The Wedding Attempt had come and gone a few months ago, leaving the big questions still unsettled and the romantic tension unresolved.&nbsp; The good news was that after a few weeks of mutual silence and anger, Ranma forgave Ukyo for her role in the matrimonial disaster (after a few 'helpful' hints from Kasumi, of course).&nbsp; And Ukyo had apologized publically to Akane for the flour bombs and throwing spatulas.<br><br>The Amazons had left town for a few weeks.&nbsp; That was a relief, but since they were almost certainly up to something and there was no telling when they might be back, that was only temporary.<br><br>Kuno Tatewaki had been sent to a high school in Hawaii for his senior year.&nbsp; Guess who was responsible for that?<br><br>And Ryoga was making himself scarce.<br><br>The bad news was that nothing else was much different: Soun and Genma and Nodoka kept the pressure on, Happosai groped and glomped, and Nabiki blackmailed everybody in sight.<br><br>Still, it was now the last week of summer break, and Ranma had kind of sort of promised to help Ukyo take her okonomiyaki supreme to the beach in hopes of raking it in from the last big crowds...so Akane was going along, both to help out and to keep an eye on the <em>baka</em>.<br><br>+++++<br><br>Ucchan's was closed for the day.&nbsp; The sign on the door said so--'gone to the beach'.&nbsp; Thus the early morning knock that brought Ukyo to the door was a bit of an unpleasant surprise when it turned out to be someone other than her Ran-chan and Akane.<br><br>Instead, she opened the door to find a gorgeous, curvy woman with long emerald green hair, bunny ears, and a well-tailored dark grey skirt-suit standing there.&nbsp; The new arrival smiled at Ukyo pleasantly, balancing her briefcase on one upright index finger.<br><br>"Top o' the mornin' to yez.&nbsp; Is the proprietor in?&nbsp; I've a wee spot of business with 'im, on behalf o' the clan."<br><br><br>+++++<br><br>Meanwhile, at the Tendo dojo, Ranma and Akane were getting ready to go help Ukyo, with an eye toward perhaps enjoying a little time at the beach on the side...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 22:23:29</strong>
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				Ukyo crossed her arms and glared at the woman. <strong>"I AM the owner, but the place is closed today, incase you didn't notice."</strong> Ukyo was a little cranky since the knock had also woken her up, which would explain why she was still in her pyjamas. <strong>"Can your 'business' wait until tomorrow? When I'm NOT busy."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 22:26:24</strong>
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				The bunny-eared woman blinked.<br><br>"Ya'd be Kuonji Ukyo, then?&nbsp; Funny, that.&nbsp; Ya <span class="bbc_u">are</span> aware that yer clan registry has ya down as bein' a boy?"<br><br>She scratched her head, one ear twitching a little.<br><br>"In any case, I'm sorry ta interrupt...whatever it is yer up to, but the sooner this gets settled the better.&nbsp; Might I step in fer a few?&nbsp; This sort of matter's a wee bit too delicate ta discuss in public."
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				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 22:31:19</strong>
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				Ukyo nodded. "Yes, I know that." She replied and opened the door more. "Fine, but make it quick." With a sigh, she led the woman over to a table and sat down.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 23:25:43</strong>
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				The woman followed.<br><br>"Now then, here's my card."<br><br>She handed Ukyo a business card that read, simply: Molly MacPooka, Attorney.&nbsp; It also listed a cell number and an email address.<br><br>"I'm here on behalf of Smaug, Fafnir, and Orochi, Dragons at Law.&nbsp; Long story short, one of our clients has an outstanding agreement with Clan Kuonji, an' due to an unfortunate error..."<br><br>She paused, gazing idly at Ukyo's breasts for a moment before shaking her head.&nbsp; Then she dug a thick manila envelope out of her briefcase and set it on the table in front of Ukyo.<br><br>"Here, this is yer copy.&nbsp; Would ya like ta try readin' it, or shall I sum up?"
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				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 08:21:33</strong>
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				Akane was humming quietly to herself, as she debated which sundress she wanted to wear down to the beach today. She couldn't decide between the yellow or the pink, finally settling on the yellow, because it didn't show her yellow swimsuit beneath as clearly. Picking up her wide-brimmed straw sun hat, she went into the house, calling out. "Ranma? Ranma, are you ready to go, yet?"
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				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>16-09-2008, 17:01:11</strong>
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				"Almost..."<br><br>Ranma had a bad feeling about this trip to the beach.&nbsp; He wasn't entirely sure why he agreed to go, especially since the ocean was a gigantic transformation waiting to happen, and swim trunks would leave him woefully overexposed if he became a she.&nbsp; And whenever he got together with more than one person, insanity seemed to somehow ensue.&nbsp; At least Genma wasn't supposed to be there.&nbsp; Not that that would stop him from being a part of the insanity that Ranma was sure would ensue.<br><br>So, he decided to take precautions.<br><br>Obviously a drysuit was in order.&nbsp; Not only would it keep him from getting wet, but it would cover his entire body if somehow he became wet anyway.&nbsp; But then, whenever insanity ensued, it tended to involve martial arts somehow, and there was always the very real possibility that clothing could take combat damage and cease to protect against both water and embarrassment.&nbsp; So underneath the drysuit he wore a close-fitting but still concealing martial arts outfit.&nbsp; A diving helmet finished off the ensemble.<br><br>"Okay Akane, I'm ready."&nbsp; He stepped out in his bulky layered outfit, helmet muffling his voice, looking like a chunky and overweight diver.&nbsp; Well, he <em>was</em> going to the ocean, after all...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>16-09-2008, 22:42:11</strong>
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				Ukyo looked at the card quickly, while Molly was looking at her breasts, so she was unaware.<br>Finally, looking up from the card, she sighed and grabbed the envelope. <br><br>"I'm on a tight schedule right now, how about you sum it up?"
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				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 08:17:10</strong>
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				Akane took one look at Ranma, and burst into laughter. "What are you wearing, you idiot? We're spending the day on the beach, not deep sea-diving! You'll look ridiculous, and probably pass out from the heat!" She sighed and shook her head. "Unless you can change fast, we don't have time. Ukyo's expecting us any minute, now!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 15:33:37</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=20668.msg813415#msg813415">Quote from: Kai on 16-09-2008, 22:42:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm on a tight schedule right now, how about you sum it up?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Fair enough, Kuonji-san, fair enough.&nbsp; Short version, then.&nbsp; Yer great-great-grandfather made an agreement with the then-acting head of Clan Tanukigawa ta end a war between 'em by unitin' their clans in marriage.&nbsp; Blah, blah, blah.&nbsp; Keepin' it short, both men clearly planned on never havin' ta go through with it, as the heirs in both cases have been male ever since.&nbsp; Until now."<br><br>The bunny-eared beauty paused to check if this was sinking in.&nbsp; Finding no obvious resistance, she plunged ahead.<br><br>"A few weeks ago, due to circumstances otherwise irrelevant, the heir to the Tanukigawa school stepped down in favor of 'is twin sister, an' 'ere we are.&nbsp; Bein' registered as a boy an' all, ye'd qualify ta satisfy the agreement.&nbsp; Congratulations.&nbsp; Yer fiancee'll be along later."
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				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 20:20:44</strong>
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				Ukyo stopped and looked at the woman, wide-eyed. "What?! No. They can go to hell, I'm not marrying some other girl." She said with a scowl. "You tell her to leave me alone, I'd rather everyone NOT know where I am. Besides..." She spoke without finishing. "Ah, Nevermind, Ran-chan and Akane are gonna be here and I'm not even dressed yet."<br><br>Ukyo turned around and headed to the stairs in order to go to room and change.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 20:25:48</strong>
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				The bunny eared woman shrugged.<br><br>"Unfortunately," she called after Ukyo, "there is the wee problem of this bein' a legal contract an' all, with...would ya happen ta know what a double-indemnity clause is?&nbsp; Leave us just say it won't go well if Clan Kuonji fails ta live up ta yer end o' the bargain."<br><br>Clearing her throat, obviously aware that if Ukyo's listening to her, it's with at best half an ear, the woman gamely forges ahead.<br><br>"Now fer the good news.&nbsp; Or don't ya want ta hear the good news?"
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				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 20:41:02</strong>
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				Before she made it to the stairs, Ukyo turned around and sighed. "What? What's the good news?" She asked, yawning. She really couldn't believe such a thing would happen at this time. "Make it quick, please." She said, now really annoyed.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 20:45:02</strong>
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				"Ah, well, the good news is that I'll be in Tokyo fer a few days tryin' ta straighten this mess out.&nbsp; Legally male or not, ya'd not be able ta marry another girl.&nbsp; So, long's ya make an effort ta play nicely with yer new temporary fiancee, I'll be more'n happy ta put in a good word.&nbsp; An' now, if ya'd be so kind as ta direct me ta the Tendo family home, I'll be gettin' out of yer hair."<br><br>Her business now complete, the lawyerly woman with bunny ears gave Ukyo a polite smile.<br><br>"Between us, me lass, the next dumbarse engagement contract I see fer a followin' generation gets the originators a lightnin' bolt up the never-ya-mind!"
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				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 20:51:10</strong>
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				Ukyo let out a deep sigh and nodded. "Fine. I'll play along for now, but you better take care of it quick." She glaread at the woman before turning back to the stairs.<br><br>"None of the Tendos are even home right now, they're off to some show, and I'd leave them alone for now if I were you, they have enough problems with Ran-chan being there." She told the lady before heading up the stairs to change.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 20:53:06</strong>
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				"Don't tell me that, lass.&nbsp; Tell the fools who made the contracts that I'm now responsible fer deliverin'."<br><br>She tilted her head.<br><br>"Ran-chan?&nbsp; That'd be...Saotome Ranma, yeah?"
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				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 20:58:13</strong>
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				Ukyo was starting to get more annoyed, she needed to get ready to head to the beach... "Yes, it is. What's it to you? What business do you have with my Ran-chan?"
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 21:00:30</strong>
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				"Sorry.&nbsp; I can't discuss that with ya.&nbsp; But...he an' 'is twin sister still live at the Tendo home, right?"<br><br>One ear twitched and the woman smiled a little.<br><br>"Faith!&nbsp; Two birds with one stone'd be a relief..."
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				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>18-09-2008, 14:53:23</strong>
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				Ranma sighed.&nbsp; <em>Why can't I just have one day where everything goes smoothly?</em><br><br>"Fine, I'll go change."&nbsp; Pulling off the helmet, he looked at Akane with a somewhat sour expression.&nbsp; "But you'd better have plenty of hot water ready in thermoses.&nbsp; At least three thermoses, too!&nbsp; Last time we only brought one and someone 'accidentally' lost it..."<br><br>Dropping the helmet, he went upstairs and stripped out of the drysuit.&nbsp; Still, there was always the chance of cosmetic damage to his clothes during a fight, so he decided put on swim trunks and a tank top underneath the martial arts outfit.<br><br>Heading back downstairs, he sighed again.&nbsp; "Alright, I'm ready, I guess."
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				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>18-09-2008, 22:54:13</strong>
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				Ukyo sighed deeply again. "My restaurant is not for discussing business, expecially when it's closed. I would like you to take your leave now, and discuss things with Ran-chan when he's NOT here." With a final glare and a wave, Ukyo made her way to her room to change into her typical clothes.
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				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>18-09-2008, 23:35:47</strong>
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				Akane shook her head. What was with him today? "Why not just change to your girl form and be done with it? Besides, you could help attract more attention to Ukyo's stand." Muttering under her breath, she continued, "You seem to like it enough..."<br><br>Once he returned, she nodded, and led the way out the door, towards Ucchan's.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 00:43:29</strong>
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				"Fair enough.&nbsp; Good day ta yez," the bunny-eared lawyer nodded, gathering her things and departing Ucchan's...
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				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 00:59:08</strong>
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				There were a dozen thoughts running through Ranma's head as to why he didn't 'just change into his girl form and be done with it,' not the least of which were 'it's not my natural form' and 'as much as I like girls, I'm not entirely comfortable with lesbianism, and I definitely don't like guys.'<br><br>Of course, he kept it all in his head as he walked to Ukyo's with Akane.&nbsp; He didn't know much about girls, but he knew not to get into an argument with one.
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				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 09:54:08</strong>
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				Akane walks along, humming a soft tune, enjoying the warm summer air, the soft breeze blowing through her short hair. "Something wrong, Ranma? You seem awfully lost in thought, today." Thankfully, the trip to the restaurant isn't very long, and they don't have terribly much time for conversation.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 15:38:00</strong>
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				As the pair approach the restaurant, they are in time to meet a certain bunny-eared, emerald-tressed, power-suited woman on her way out...<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Beggin' yer pardon."
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				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 18:22:19</strong>
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				"Not really, Akane, it's just... I have this feeling that things are going to go very poorly today."<br><br>He walked alongside her in silence, until the bunny-eared... lawyer?&nbsp; Politician?&nbsp; Real estate guru? approached.<br><br>"Like I was saying..."
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 18:25:11</strong>
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				The woman blinked, then smiled politely.<br><br>"Beggin' yer pardon, but would ya kindly direct me ta the Tendo home?&nbsp; I've a wee spot of business with 'em."<br><br>Her eyes twinkled with mischief, and for a moment her face took on an expression normally associated with Tendo Nabiki in full 'shark' mode.
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				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 18:51:04</strong>
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				"No, don't bother.&nbsp; Let me guess, you're here to deliver notice of engagement between Saotome Ranma and the daughter of some poor fool who allowed my father to barter with marriages instead of cash."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 18:54:10</strong>
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				The woman blinked again.&nbsp; Ever so slowly, her Nabiki-like smile spread once more.<br><br>"Faith, no!&nbsp; But from yer reaction, I'd guess that yer name is Saotome Ranma, am I right?&nbsp; An' that would make yer lovely young companion here Tendo Akane."<br><br>She looked around for a moment.<br><br>"Listen, I'd rather not talk business in the middle o' the street, an' the proprietor o' yonder lovely shop's hardly in a mood fer this.&nbsp; Is there somewhere we might discuss this discretely?"
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				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 19:28:19</strong>
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				Ranma sighed.&nbsp; "I'd just as soon get it over with.&nbsp; If you don't want to do things in the middle of the street, we can go down the nearest alley."<br><br>He blinked, suddenly realizing she said Ucchan wasn't in a good mood.&nbsp; "What's wrong with Ukyo?&nbsp; What business did you have with her?"
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 19:35:21</strong>
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				"I'm sorry, lad, but I can't discuss Clan Kuonji business with anyone who's not from Clan Kuonji.&nbsp; Would ya want me blabbin' about Clan Saotome business ta everyone walkin' past?"<br><br>She whipped out a business card and let Ranma and Akane read it rather than announcing to all and sundry:<br><br><strong>Molly MacPooka, Attorney</strong><br><br><em>Fafnir, Smaug, Orochi--Dragons at Law<br>(Berlin, London, Tokyo)</em><br><sub>lawbunny @ unseelie.court.gov</sub><br><br>"Or Clan Tendo business, fer that matter.&nbsp; An alleyway would work, but it seems rather sordid..."
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				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>19-09-2008, 19:40:18</strong>
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				"All Clan Saotome business is the same: someone is engaged to me, fighting ensues."<br><br>He took the card and led the lawyer into the mouth of the alleyway.<br><br>"So who am I engaged to now?"
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				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 07:12:59</strong>
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				Akane looks surprised at the appearance of the rabbit-woman. Then again, not TOO surprised, considering the people Ranma's brought home over the little time she's known him.<br><br>"Err, yes, I am Akane Tendo. You can discuss my family's business with him around, we're <em>practically</em> married," she said, offering an annoyed glance towards the ruiner of weddings.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 16:45:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				'Is that so?&nbsp; Well, congratulations...I guess.&nbsp; Here we are, then."<br><br>Digging in her briefcase for a moment, the woman produced a thick manila envelope and handed it to Akane.<br><br>"This is yers.&nbsp; Read it carefully an' if ye have any questions please feel free ta contact me, as I'll be in Tokyo fer a while, straightenin' all this out.&nbsp; Short version, Grandmaster of yer style made an arrangement contract between the heir of the Tanukigawa school an' the youngest daughter of one of 'is students.&nbsp; That's ye, I'm afraid.&nbsp; Yer new fiancee should be along later today.&nbsp; Please play nice, as she's as unhappy with this as ye'd seem ta be."<br><br>She rummaged again, producing a much thinner envelope which she handed to Ranma.<br><br>"Be a good lad an' see that yer twin sister gets this.&nbsp; Yer ol' man signed a contract wi' someone fer his bar bill.&nbsp; Three guesses what, and two guesses ta whom.&nbsp; Good news is, I'm in town ta get these reversed.&nbsp; She's got questions, 'ave 'er call."<br><br>Giving the two teens a pained smile, she shut her briefcase with a snap.<br><br>"Fer what it's worth, this is a pain in the arse, an' ye've all three of ye got my deepest sympathies.&nbsp; We'll get this straightened out, we will.&nbsp; Just those non-delivery an' double-indemnity clauses can be a bitch.&nbsp; I hope the rest of yer day goes much better for yez.&nbsp; Good day."<br><br>Thus, her business concluded, Molly MacPooka, Attorney, attempts to exit, stage right...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>21-09-2008, 03:36:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, sure..."&nbsp; He took the papers and glanced at them, already knowing the gist of what they said.&nbsp; "I'll make sure she gets them."<br><br>After she left, assuming Akane had nothing more to ask her, he continued to the restaurant to see Ukyo.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>21-09-2008, 09:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wh-what?" Akane looked stunned. "An arrangement... for me? With a girl? But that doesn't make sense!" Not to mention, since when did her family have the strange fiances? This was a wonderful way to start off what was supposed to be a relaxing day. She sighed, shaking her head. "Well, thank you for working to get it resolved," she said, offering her best, forced smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 23:21:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ukyo had gotten dressed and was now preparing everything to take to the beach. "Where are they?" She asked herself, looking at the clock. With a bit of a shrug, Ukyo grabbed the supplies and carried them outside with the cart to wait for Ranma and Akane.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 03:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After the bunny attorney left, Ranma took Akane out of the alley and to the restaurant.<br><br>"Hey Ukyo, how are you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 07:33:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good morning, Ukyo," Akane called out, her voice tinged with irritation at the ridiculous events that already seem to be preparing for today.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 03:05:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ukyo looked to the two with a bit of a smile. "Hi. I'm fine except for what I had to deal with. The same thing you two most likely already did." Ukyo growled a bit and finished packing up the cart.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 21:09:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure it's only a matter of time before I'm engaged to everyone in the city.&nbsp; Then we'll have to hold tournaments to have them compete over who gets to actually marry me.&nbsp; Maybe that's my dad's plan: he arranges the tournament, charges admission, sells concessions, and makes a bundle off my hand in marriage.&nbsp; And then does it again with 'my sister'.&nbsp; And of course this is after he's traded my hand in marriage to anyone for anything..."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 07:17:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Akane scowled. "Aren't you, already?" she said, still bothered by the problem they'd all, apparently, been saddled with, though she did crack a smile at Ranma's joke, shaking her head and muttering, "Idiot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 18:20:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranma half-grinned in reply.&nbsp; "I hope you're talking about my dad and not me when you say that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 08:50:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is there a difference? You cause almost as many problems as your father, most days," she snaps back, her cheery mood from before clearly having been destroyed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 03:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His half-grin turned into a mostly-frown and he fell silent, sulking a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 20:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry for my absence, been out partying, playing Rock Band, Voice Acting for The Duders (My friend's series on Newgrounds), and much more. I get internet back tomorrow though, so I shall start posting full time then.))<br><br>Ukyo laughed a bit at trhe two quarreling before handing Ranma a large cooler and Akane a picnic basket. <strong>"If you two are done, I'd like to get going."</strong> She spoke as she started to push the cart down the street.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 07:23:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Akane brightened a little, as Ukyo interrupted their verbal spat. "Yes, to the beach!" she cheers, trying to reinject a little enthusiasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 17:07:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranma, who was never comfortable with the beach in the first place, only managed to remove his frown (which may or may not count as brightening).&nbsp; Still, he carried the cooler without complaint and followed alongside the two ladies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 17:10:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The trip to the beach went uneventfully by Nerima standards--no ambushes, magical girl invasions, Happosai sightings, or other impediments to progress reared their ugly heads.&nbsp; Indeed, except for the usual low-key bickering between beau and belles, there was nothing whatever at which to grumble.<br><br>This, of course, was a terrible omen of worse to come...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 20:31:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ukyo looked up at the sky for a brief moment as the approached the beach. <strong>"Hmm... Where to set up? Where the crowd is largest I suppose." </strong> She said aloud and started to push the cart towards the main part of the crowd, though remaining on the cement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 22:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We probably don't want to get too close tot he water, in case the tide comes in, but not too far away, no one can get to us," Akane offered, helpfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>08-10-2008, 23:52:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds good..."<br><br>Of course, Ranma wasn't giving any indication about which girl's idea he thought sounded good.&nbsp; He just kept following them and helped set up wherever they ended up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 01:10:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ukyo stopped right near the crowd. "This is a good spot." She said and put the brakes on the cart. "Now Ran-chan, what do you say about drawing in the attention?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CirclMastr</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 04:39:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranma immediately looked skeptical.<br><br>"Drawing in the attention?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jeramiahh</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 08:05:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Akane scowls. "Yeah, go on, show off that body of yours. You flaunt it everywhere else."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 21:46:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Actually, Ranma didn't need to do very much--by the time Ukyo had the grill set up and ready to go, she was already attracting hungry beach-goers!&nbsp; The brunch rush was brisk enough to keep all three teens hopping...<br><br>And almost enough to keep them from noticing two unusual figures approaching the <em>yattai</em>.&nbsp; One was a young man, fairly handsome, slightly built, in a tee shirt and shorts, his sockless feet shoved into untied sneakers.&nbsp; The other was a young woman, almost identical to the young man beside her, wobbling awkwardly on traditional sandals...and clad in a kimono.<br><br>The odd pair stopped in front of the yattai, reading the sign and conferring quietly as the crowd milled around them.<br><br>Not a good sign.<br><br>That both of them had little triangular doggy ears on top of their heads and (at least in his case) a bushy, ringed tail nearly a meter long was a worse sign.<br><br>Finally, the young man approached Ukyo.<br><br>"Hi," he smiled.&nbsp; "Two beef okonomiyaki, please."<br><br>...and to say that his accent was horrendous would be too kind.&nbsp; Definitely an American...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 01:38:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ukyo looked around and scratched her head. "W-Well then, I guess we don't need Ran-chan after all." She said with a bit of a laugh and turned on the fryer. She took out her tools and nodded to the couple. "Sure, coming right up." She said as she got the batter on the grill.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 01:40:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you muchly," the young man smiles, one ear twitching slightly.&nbsp; His eyes drift up to the sign on top of her <em>yattai</em>.<br><br>"Ucchan's.&nbsp; That's you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 01:43:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded to him. "Yeah, I'm Ucchan." She replied with a smile. She tossed the food onto a couple of plates and handed them to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 01:46:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you.&nbsp; Any relation to Kuonji Ukyo?"<br><br>He accepted the plates with a cheerful nod and pulled away before she could answer, handing one plate to the kimono-clad woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 01:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed heavily as she put more batter on the grill. "That.... would be me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 04:14:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young man returns a moment later with his twin sister in tow. She sighs and bows to Ukyo.<br><br>"Yeah.&nbsp; Figures...uhm.&nbsp; You're a girl."&nbsp; She turns to her brother.&nbsp; "She's a girl!"<br><br>"Yeah, I noticed.&nbsp; I bet Molly noticed, too."<br><br>"<em>Pooka no hentai</em>..."<br><br>With a sour expression, the kimono clad girl holds out one hand for Ukyo, apparently offering a handshake.<br><br>"Guess that makes you number one accidental fiance.&nbsp; I'm Tanukigawa Fujiko.&nbsp; Sorry about this."<br><br>Then her eyes dip to Ukyo's impressive rack, and her jaw tightens a little.<br><br>"Great."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 05:56:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ukyo jumped a bit, but shook her hand. "So you're the one." She said, aggravated. 'Great, my day is ruined.' She thought. "Look, it was all accidental, nothing's going to happen. Besides uhh... nevermind..." She thought maybe it would be best not to say anything, Ranma's got enough problems already.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 14:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fuujiko narrowed her eyes for a moment, searching Ukyo's face.&nbsp; After a long moment, she gave a curt nod.<br><br>"Good.&nbsp; We are in agreement on this matter.&nbsp; Good okonomiyaki, by the way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Day at the Beach (a Ranma-esque Comedy of Errors)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kai</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 20:45:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ukyo nodded lightly. "Thank you." She dished up some more and handed it to other customers.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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