The Gym, Monday Early Evening

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Since Ranma was mostly holed up all day and usually inclined to tell the truth in the first place, the day hadn't really affected him (it only would have if he saw Setsuna or Jude). He pads across the mats and plops gently into a spot sort of near the center of the gym. It was raining out and of course he'd walked out without thinking, so at present he's a she. He would have gone up to the roof as usual but today the rain made him reluctant. He DID come here to let out some energy but as soon as he arrived he felt sapped for some reason.

He put his face into his hands and laced his fingers between red tufts of hair falling in his face. He was usually a cheerful guy but this inactivity was worse than fighting everyday like he used to back at "home". He sighs heavily and sits there for a bit before unknowingly falling asleep.

((ooc: Open for poking or using the gym, or writing on his face))