Mahoranma discussion thread

[ECSNorway]

Ahhh. Chapter Ten.

Hands up, everyone who thinks This Will Not End Well For Any Concerned?

"Dress sense aside..." Urahara interjected. "Ichigo has a point. You have a zanpakuto, yes, from that ill-fated-yet-incredibly-fortunate training exercise I heard about, but I've not seen anything else special about you of yet. Odds are, you'll die. Still want to go?"

"I can take care of myself, Shopkeeper-san."

"Oh? Well, I suppose I'll just have to take your word for- think fast!"

He'd finished the sentence in a rush, launching a demon-art fireball at almost the same breath. Reacting instantly to the assault, Ranma automatically created an orb of ki and launched it, impacting with the fireball and detonating them both before it crossed even half the distance to her. Urahara smiled and shrugged.

"See, at the same time that answers a lot of my questions, and proves your own point. Try not to die while invading the afterlife, 'kay?"

Yea, Urahara's a jerk. But he has fun doing it.

Shundo: Uses ki, rather than Shunpo's reiki. Which lessens the likelyhood that it'll get noticed.

Interesting that Ranma notes Gin's power level (apparently enough to WTFPWN her and Ichigo simultaneously, if they were stupid enough to take him on at this point), but never noticed that Urahara's is on the same level.

For his part, Komamura had taken in the details of the girl, young, friendly but snappish, funny clothes and decorations, and the zanpakuto and wrapped something that he presumed was another weapon of some kind, carrying a dolly in one arm, and drew the only obvious conclusion. She was an academy student, probably one of the ones that hadn't been selected as astounding during training and pre-selected for a specific division, and was about to be assigned about to be assigned one, but was in a hurry and rushing around because she thought she was going to be late. He stated this conclusion aloud.

"Yes!" Ranma immediately agreed, siezing greedily upon the unknowingly proferred cover story. "You gotta be a mind reader, Captain Big Guy, Sir, because that's exactly the situation. See, I might have gone out walking and taken a couple wrong turns, and I hate to admit it but it's entirely possible that I'm completely and totally lost and frantic right now, and would you please set me back on track because I'd be ever so grateful?"

Komamura chuckled again, once more drawing a parallel with a certain officer, and happily pointed the way for the lost little shinigami-to-be.

"Such a nice young lady." He said after she gratefully thanked him and left. "I wonder what division she'll end up in."

"C'mon, captain. You know they pretty much draw numbers out of a hat for anyone who's not particularly given towards any specific field."

"True, true." Komamura frowned behind his steel mask. "Oh. I do hope the poor girl doesn't end up in eleventh or twelfth. Those divisions are so... violent, and unethical, respectively. It would be a terrible shame to see such innocence blighted."

There was a moment of strange awkwardness between the two, as though the Captain had said something terribly strange, and neither of them could work out why.

IHNJ, IJLCR "Such a nice young lady".

... wait. Ranma's in WHICH division, now?
I wonder if she'll get a certain assignment with a certain Gosunkugi-look-alike?
Hmmmm.
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