This is the second part to chapter three. Almost struggled for a second with the bridging between the curse revelation at the part I really want to get to -- the challenge. Then I got KISSy with it.
A KISS fixes everything; remember that. B)
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Somehow, despite the interruptions and delays, they managed to get the classroom clean before lunch and RanmaÆs gender restored. Mostly because Louise didnÆt want to look at herself, nor let anyone else find out about the new development.
ôSo, why would I look like you?ö Ranma asked in low tones as he and Louise made their way towards the dining hall.
She thought about it. ôPerhaps itÆs yet another benefit of the Familiar Runes.ö
ôWhat?ö
ôWhen a master has a familiar, he can see and hear what the familiar sees and hears.ö
Ranma thought about that. ôDoes it work in reverse, too?ö
ôI wouldnÆt think so. After all, what would a familiar need to know of the master?ö
Given what Ranma had learned in his two days of being in Tristain, all familiars were some sort of animal, mythical or otherwise, thus, Louise made a valid point. Stillà
ôAnyway,ö Ranma spoke. ôIÆm going over to the kitchen.ö
ôW-wait!ö
ôWhat?ö
ôIàö Louise bit her lip. ôànothing.ö
Ranma looked at the girl, then shrugged. ôAll right. See you in an hour.ö
ôYesà see you in an hour.ö
---
Ranma slipped into the warm, bustling kitchen, deftly side stepping various cooks and maids that flowed through the cooking space.
He had to admit, he knew relatively nothing about this word, so it might be rude as hell for him to just march in and ask for food. Then again, sitting around all those ônoblesö in such a decadent setting didnÆt make him feel very good, either. Thus, he opted for ôrude as hellö and decided to stop the first maid he saw.
ôHey, excuse me, butùô
The young woman gasped, looking at the back of RanmaÆs hand. ôArenÆt you Miss ValliÞreÆs familiar?ö
ôàLouise summoned me, yesàö
The maid smiled sweetly. ôItÆs become quite the rumor, that a commoner was called by summoning magic.ö
Ranma blinked. You know, this maid was rather cute, smiling like that. ôUm, yeahàö He coughed lightly. ôWell, anyway, my nameÆs Ranma. Ranma Saotome.ö
ôWhat an unusual name. My name is Siesta.ö
=GURGLE=
Ranma had the decency to look embarrassed as his stomach decided to talk to Siesta, who chuckled a little.
ôYou must be hungry.ö
ôA littleàö
ôPlease follow me this way.ö
Ranma nodded, falling in line with the girl.
---
The meal Siesta had gave him was delicious. Even moreso than what he had sampled from the dining hall that morning. Probably because it didnÆt remind him of the decadent nature of the ônobliltyö that made up the vast majority of the people here.
Plus, Siesta had gave him a free pass to come back whenever heÆd like, if he didnÆt mind eating what the staff ate.
Awesome.
So awesome that he ended up talking Siesta into letting him help her out with something, not wanting to seem ungrateful. He had to admit, he could get used to seeing her smile.
He handled carrying the large silver tray from table to table while Siesta served up each dessert cake with a pair of tongs. As she served, he observed. It was just a waste to him, the way these students just sat around in gross splendor, all because they could flick a wrist and make something happen.
Like the one guy talking with his friends. Blond curly hair, a shirt bedecked in frills, and a rose sticking out of his shirt pocket. He may be considered a noble. But something about him just irritated the hell out of Ranma. He just seemed like a big olÆ pile of arrogance. Even Louise couldnÆt make him feel this annoyed, and she had to work to get him that way.
ôMy lover? I do not hold just one woman upon a pedestal; after all, a rose blooms for all.ö
Ranma frowned, trying to wrap his brain around that. Was he just comparing himself to a rose? If he had to listen and try to figure out any more of this guyÆs speaking, he might become sick.
As the blonde boy gestured, a small stoppered vial tumbled free from his pocket. RanmaÆs foot snaked out to catch it before it broke on the floor, carpeted it may be. A quick flick and the vial was popped up into RanmaÆs waiting hand.
ôHey, you dropped this,ö he spoke, placing the glass container on the table before the blond.
Ranma blinked as the boy steadfastedly refused to acknowledge its existence, even tried to push it away. He shrugged and turned his attention back to helping Siesta.
Seconds later, a girl broke up in tears. Both Ranma and Siesta looked up to see a younger girl they had just served haul off and slap the blond boy with the rose in his shirt pocket. Ranma thought he was going to spin in his seat. Even he could feel the sting behind that smack.
ôThat perfume in your pocket is more than enough proof! Goodbye!ö
Another girl, with tightly rolled tresses approached rapidly, her face locked in a severe expression.
ôMontmorency. This is a misunderstanding. All I did was accompany her on a long trip to the forests of La Rochelle,ö The blond boy spoke quickly. He worked at being composed and indifferent, but Ranma could see him sweat under the pressure.
"Just as I thought! You've been making moves on that first year, haven't you?!"
"Please, Montmorency the Fragrance!ö
Did everyone here have a weird title affixed to their name?
Montmorency the Fragrance spread a different scent on the blond û the scent of his wine all over his head.
ôYou liar!ö she bellowed before storming off.
The dining hall was deathly quite. The blond, for his part, simply pulled a handkerchief and slowly wiped his face.
"It would seem those ladies do not understand the meaning of a rose's existence,ö he spoke with conviction.
Ranma broke out laughing. What a rubeà
The blond leveled his glare upon the pigtailed boy. ôYou.ö
Ranma looked up, a puzzled look on his face. ôWhat?ö
The blond slowly spun in place. ôThanks to your thoughtlessness in picking up the perfume bottle, the reputation of two ladies has been tarnished. How do you plan to take responsibility?ö
Ranma blinked. ôUm, by calling you a jackass moron for two-timing them?ö
The boyÆs friends broke out laughing. The boyÆs face burned indignant.
ôListen, servant boyùô
ôIÆm not your boy, nor am I anyoneÆs servant.ö
The blond paused, then studied RanmaÆs face closer. ôAh, thatÆs rightà youÆre the commoner Louise the Zero summonedà Shameful of me to expect you to have any sort of proper raising.ö He made a flippant gesture and turned back in his seat. ôYouÆre dismissed.ö
Ranma was taken aback by this. ôÆDismissed?Æ Listen, jerkwad, anyone needs some proper raising, itÆs you. You may call yourself a noble, I sure as hell donÆt see anything like that going on here.ö Out came the middle finger. ôMy finger here has more nobility than youÆll have in your entire life.ö
The hall became silent for the second time that evening.
Siesta covered her mouth in shock.
The boy twitched and purpled. ôY-y-y-you dare!ö
Ranma folded his arms and smirk. ôDamn right, I do.ö
The boy glowered. ôIt seems someone does not understand their place. Allow me to teach you the manners of humility.ö
ôIf anyone needs some humility, itÆs gonna be you.ö
He stood up to face Ranma.
Ranma handed the tray to the shellshocked Siesta. ôHold this, wouldja?ö
She dumbly took, her brain unable to make sense of things.
ôSo, weÆre going to do it here?ö
ôDonÆt be stupid. I canÆt taint the dining hall with blood. IÆll meet you at the Vestri Court. Come once youÆve finished delivering those cakes.ö
Ranma paused a second. Well, isnÆt that considerate of othersà
ôIÆll be there in a minute.ö
With that the boy moved towards the dining room doors, flanked by his excited friends. One remained, as if Ranma would have second thoughts and chicken out.
ôWell,ö he started taking the tray back from Siesta with a smile. ôLetÆs get these delivered.ö
ôYouà youÆre going to be killed!ö
ôBy him?ö Phft! He couldnÆt kill a fly.ö
ôB-but, heÆs nobility!ö
ôAnd IÆm Ranma Saotome, heir to the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts. I will not lose to a pompous airbag that canÆt even own up to his own mistakes.ö
Tears started to form in her eyes, and she suddenly ran off.
ôHey! Siesta! What about these cakes!ö When she didnÆt return, Ranma shrugged and helped himself to a cake.
It tasted pretty good.
ôRanma!ö
He turned around to see Louise running up to him. ôYo, Louise, you get a cake already? ItÆs pretty tasty.ö
She swatted the cake out of his hand. ôThis is no time for cake!ö
ôHey! I was eating that!ö
ôHow can you go around promising duels like itÆs no big deal!ö
ôBecause it isnÆt a big deal. I doubt he can even stand up in a good strong wind.ö
She grit her teeth. ôApologize to him.ö
Ranma quirked an eyebrow. ôSay what?ö
ôI said, apologize. If you do that, he may be willing to forget the whole thing.ö
ôOh, please, Louise. IÆll be back in a minute.ö
ôRanma, youÆll be lucky if you come back in a few pieces, let alone alive! Just go apologize already!ö
ôNo.ö
ôRanma!ö
He turned to the guy that had stayed behind. ôWhereÆs the Vestri Court?ö
He thumbed in a direction. ôThat way.ö
ôThanks.ö As he started to walk, Louise grabbed hold of his arm.
ôRanma, a commoner cannot beat a mage! ItÆs two completely different worlds. ItÆs impossible!ö
Ranma threw her a cocky grin. ôWell, letÆs make history then.ö
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A KISS fixes everything; remember that. B)
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Somehow, despite the interruptions and delays, they managed to get the classroom clean before lunch and RanmaÆs gender restored. Mostly because Louise didnÆt want to look at herself, nor let anyone else find out about the new development.
ôSo, why would I look like you?ö Ranma asked in low tones as he and Louise made their way towards the dining hall.
She thought about it. ôPerhaps itÆs yet another benefit of the Familiar Runes.ö
ôWhat?ö
ôWhen a master has a familiar, he can see and hear what the familiar sees and hears.ö
Ranma thought about that. ôDoes it work in reverse, too?ö
ôI wouldnÆt think so. After all, what would a familiar need to know of the master?ö
Given what Ranma had learned in his two days of being in Tristain, all familiars were some sort of animal, mythical or otherwise, thus, Louise made a valid point. Stillà
ôAnyway,ö Ranma spoke. ôIÆm going over to the kitchen.ö
ôW-wait!ö
ôWhat?ö
ôIàö Louise bit her lip. ôànothing.ö
Ranma looked at the girl, then shrugged. ôAll right. See you in an hour.ö
ôYesà see you in an hour.ö
---
Ranma slipped into the warm, bustling kitchen, deftly side stepping various cooks and maids that flowed through the cooking space.
He had to admit, he knew relatively nothing about this word, so it might be rude as hell for him to just march in and ask for food. Then again, sitting around all those ônoblesö in such a decadent setting didnÆt make him feel very good, either. Thus, he opted for ôrude as hellö and decided to stop the first maid he saw.
ôHey, excuse me, butùô
The young woman gasped, looking at the back of RanmaÆs hand. ôArenÆt you Miss ValliÞreÆs familiar?ö
ôàLouise summoned me, yesàö
The maid smiled sweetly. ôItÆs become quite the rumor, that a commoner was called by summoning magic.ö
Ranma blinked. You know, this maid was rather cute, smiling like that. ôUm, yeahàö He coughed lightly. ôWell, anyway, my nameÆs Ranma. Ranma Saotome.ö
ôWhat an unusual name. My name is Siesta.ö
=GURGLE=
Ranma had the decency to look embarrassed as his stomach decided to talk to Siesta, who chuckled a little.
ôYou must be hungry.ö
ôA littleàö
ôPlease follow me this way.ö
Ranma nodded, falling in line with the girl.
---
The meal Siesta had gave him was delicious. Even moreso than what he had sampled from the dining hall that morning. Probably because it didnÆt remind him of the decadent nature of the ônobliltyö that made up the vast majority of the people here.
Plus, Siesta had gave him a free pass to come back whenever heÆd like, if he didnÆt mind eating what the staff ate.
Awesome.
So awesome that he ended up talking Siesta into letting him help her out with something, not wanting to seem ungrateful. He had to admit, he could get used to seeing her smile.
He handled carrying the large silver tray from table to table while Siesta served up each dessert cake with a pair of tongs. As she served, he observed. It was just a waste to him, the way these students just sat around in gross splendor, all because they could flick a wrist and make something happen.
Like the one guy talking with his friends. Blond curly hair, a shirt bedecked in frills, and a rose sticking out of his shirt pocket. He may be considered a noble. But something about him just irritated the hell out of Ranma. He just seemed like a big olÆ pile of arrogance. Even Louise couldnÆt make him feel this annoyed, and she had to work to get him that way.
ôMy lover? I do not hold just one woman upon a pedestal; after all, a rose blooms for all.ö
Ranma frowned, trying to wrap his brain around that. Was he just comparing himself to a rose? If he had to listen and try to figure out any more of this guyÆs speaking, he might become sick.
As the blonde boy gestured, a small stoppered vial tumbled free from his pocket. RanmaÆs foot snaked out to catch it before it broke on the floor, carpeted it may be. A quick flick and the vial was popped up into RanmaÆs waiting hand.
ôHey, you dropped this,ö he spoke, placing the glass container on the table before the blond.
Ranma blinked as the boy steadfastedly refused to acknowledge its existence, even tried to push it away. He shrugged and turned his attention back to helping Siesta.
Seconds later, a girl broke up in tears. Both Ranma and Siesta looked up to see a younger girl they had just served haul off and slap the blond boy with the rose in his shirt pocket. Ranma thought he was going to spin in his seat. Even he could feel the sting behind that smack.
ôThat perfume in your pocket is more than enough proof! Goodbye!ö
Another girl, with tightly rolled tresses approached rapidly, her face locked in a severe expression.
ôMontmorency. This is a misunderstanding. All I did was accompany her on a long trip to the forests of La Rochelle,ö The blond boy spoke quickly. He worked at being composed and indifferent, but Ranma could see him sweat under the pressure.
"Just as I thought! You've been making moves on that first year, haven't you?!"
"Please, Montmorency the Fragrance!ö
Did everyone here have a weird title affixed to their name?
Montmorency the Fragrance spread a different scent on the blond û the scent of his wine all over his head.
ôYou liar!ö she bellowed before storming off.
The dining hall was deathly quite. The blond, for his part, simply pulled a handkerchief and slowly wiped his face.
"It would seem those ladies do not understand the meaning of a rose's existence,ö he spoke with conviction.
Ranma broke out laughing. What a rubeà
The blond leveled his glare upon the pigtailed boy. ôYou.ö
Ranma looked up, a puzzled look on his face. ôWhat?ö
The blond slowly spun in place. ôThanks to your thoughtlessness in picking up the perfume bottle, the reputation of two ladies has been tarnished. How do you plan to take responsibility?ö
Ranma blinked. ôUm, by calling you a jackass moron for two-timing them?ö
The boyÆs friends broke out laughing. The boyÆs face burned indignant.
ôListen, servant boyùô
ôIÆm not your boy, nor am I anyoneÆs servant.ö
The blond paused, then studied RanmaÆs face closer. ôAh, thatÆs rightà youÆre the commoner Louise the Zero summonedà Shameful of me to expect you to have any sort of proper raising.ö He made a flippant gesture and turned back in his seat. ôYouÆre dismissed.ö
Ranma was taken aback by this. ôÆDismissed?Æ Listen, jerkwad, anyone needs some proper raising, itÆs you. You may call yourself a noble, I sure as hell donÆt see anything like that going on here.ö Out came the middle finger. ôMy finger here has more nobility than youÆll have in your entire life.ö
The hall became silent for the second time that evening.
Siesta covered her mouth in shock.
The boy twitched and purpled. ôY-y-y-you dare!ö
Ranma folded his arms and smirk. ôDamn right, I do.ö
The boy glowered. ôIt seems someone does not understand their place. Allow me to teach you the manners of humility.ö
ôIf anyone needs some humility, itÆs gonna be you.ö
He stood up to face Ranma.
Ranma handed the tray to the shellshocked Siesta. ôHold this, wouldja?ö
She dumbly took, her brain unable to make sense of things.
ôSo, weÆre going to do it here?ö
ôDonÆt be stupid. I canÆt taint the dining hall with blood. IÆll meet you at the Vestri Court. Come once youÆve finished delivering those cakes.ö
Ranma paused a second. Well, isnÆt that considerate of othersà
ôIÆll be there in a minute.ö
With that the boy moved towards the dining room doors, flanked by his excited friends. One remained, as if Ranma would have second thoughts and chicken out.
ôWell,ö he started taking the tray back from Siesta with a smile. ôLetÆs get these delivered.ö
ôYouà youÆre going to be killed!ö
ôBy him?ö Phft! He couldnÆt kill a fly.ö
ôB-but, heÆs nobility!ö
ôAnd IÆm Ranma Saotome, heir to the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts. I will not lose to a pompous airbag that canÆt even own up to his own mistakes.ö
Tears started to form in her eyes, and she suddenly ran off.
ôHey! Siesta! What about these cakes!ö When she didnÆt return, Ranma shrugged and helped himself to a cake.
It tasted pretty good.
ôRanma!ö
He turned around to see Louise running up to him. ôYo, Louise, you get a cake already? ItÆs pretty tasty.ö
She swatted the cake out of his hand. ôThis is no time for cake!ö
ôHey! I was eating that!ö
ôHow can you go around promising duels like itÆs no big deal!ö
ôBecause it isnÆt a big deal. I doubt he can even stand up in a good strong wind.ö
She grit her teeth. ôApologize to him.ö
Ranma quirked an eyebrow. ôSay what?ö
ôI said, apologize. If you do that, he may be willing to forget the whole thing.ö
ôOh, please, Louise. IÆll be back in a minute.ö
ôRanma, youÆll be lucky if you come back in a few pieces, let alone alive! Just go apologize already!ö
ôNo.ö
ôRanma!ö
He turned to the guy that had stayed behind. ôWhereÆs the Vestri Court?ö
He thumbed in a direction. ôThat way.ö
ôThanks.ö As he started to walk, Louise grabbed hold of his arm.
ôRanma, a commoner cannot beat a mage! ItÆs two completely different worlds. ItÆs impossible!ö
Ranma threw her a cocky grin. ôWell, letÆs make history then.ö
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