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Koala Later Tuesday Evening

Ranma wants to sleep inside, he really does. But he can't now. Not knowing that was in there. He'll sleep on the roof, afterall he's lived outdoors for several years of his life. He gathers up a blanket and pillow and drags them outside. He braces to pounce up to the roof. The roof isn't very high, only about 9 or 10 feet. So he doesn't have much trouble getting up there. He settles those things there and hops back down to grabs a few more things. He peeks into the cabin and looks around carefully before he goes back inside.

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Sakurazaki doesn't sleep much, no big secret there, but after a bomb (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/603191.html?thread=35340855#t35340855) like that, there's no chance she'll sleep. This disturbs her slightly, because she wanted to get some rest for Karate in the morning. But she's roaming, watching the sky thoughtfully...

...And then notices something moving on the roof of one of the cabins. She blinks several times, looking up at it, and hand naturally drifting to her side, where she actually has her mini-Yuunagi now to weild, although popsicle sticks and duct tape don't hurt enemies very much...

Deftly, she finds a way up to the roof, thanks to a nearby tree. Cautiously, she approaches the dark, slightly shifting lump on the roof, prepared for anything.

Ranma sees something moving imediately and falls into a defensive stance. "Who's there?"

She leans in closer. That's a familiar voice, familiar stance....

Slowly, a thought comes to her....//"Ranma-san? Is that you?"//

//Setsuna!// He's glad to see her and, really he's not very formal in the first place, so it's mostly be accident that he calls her only by her first name.

//What brings you up here?//

//"I was walking by,"// she motions slightly behind her with her thumb, //"and saw something moving. I thought maybe it might be a gremlin or something. You know, they tell us about those things, but I've yet to see one."//

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//They say quite a lot of things...// He looks a bit somber today.

//"So, umm...."// She looks away from him a bit; she's quite weary with conversation today, but she has to ask. //"What are you doing on the roof?"//

//Well...// he can tell her the truth more than anone else here so he goes for it, the whole shooting match. //When I was little, my dad did lots of stupid things for the sake of training me. The girl thing, thats just one thing out of more than I care to think about. He read this book aobut a technique, the Cat Fist, it's really powerful. He wanted me to learn it. The way you trian for it is to tie fish sauseage around the person and thrown them into hungry cats. I don't remember how many times that happened. I was a bit too little to fight back. But really Cast Fist is useless to me. I'm not myself when it happens and now... I'm afraid of stupid cats. It's pathetic. The only reason I'm not mad is because being a girl is worse. It takes my mind off it.//

Tie fish sausage around the person and throw them at hungry cats??

//"What sort of messed up training is that?"//

Those are the only words she has for it. The feeling accompanying the words is severe, severe pity for Ranma-san, to have been trained by such a crackpot. But, since that crackpot is his father, she decides to not say anything.

Ranma shows his first act of true aggresion and tries to control an angry punch that he thuds on the roof. He does manage to be gently enough not to break it. If she saw his face for that moment she might his seen his frigtening face that he only dons in times of true anger.

//How'm I supposed to know? Who trains on a cursed training ground? Who takes their 3 year old son from his mom? Not sure. I don't know what goes trough his head. But I'm sure glad I'm not dealing with that anymore.//

Throat tightening, Sakurazaki lowers her head. She really does fail at conversation today.

//"I'm sorry, Ranma-san. I didn't mean to bring up something that would upset you."//

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