Subject: Re: [FFML] [Ranma] Girl Days, part 11, teaser
From: Sam Vere
Date: 6/28/1999, 9:10 PM
To: Kenjiko2@aol.com
CC: ffml@fanfic.com

On Mon, 28 Jun 1999 Kenjiko2@aol.com wrote:

	Kuno, she'd thought, would be on his usual Samurai kick.  He
nearly always was.  But not this time.

	Instead, the familiar Stetson hat, battered leather jacket,
bullwhip-- 

Fedora, not stetson.   

I'm a hat-person. Trust me.
 
	"I have to admit," Ranma whispered, "Kuno makes a pretty good
Indiana Jones."

	"Lara Croft and Indiana Jones-- maybe you ARE a couple after
all?"  giggled Akane.

	"Do not even THINK of going there."

	Nabiki chose that moment to arrive.  She'd given long and hard
thought to her outfit.  She had decided to wear something that no-one
would ever expect her to wear and that would attract the eyes of the
businessmen she hoped to make contact with.

	And what would attract businessmen more than the classic Playboy
Bunny?  Nabiki KNEW that she had the build for it, and wasn't afraid
to demonstrate the fact.  Besides, much teasing potential was
inherent in the skimpy bodysuit and ears.  

	Shame?  What was this shame thing?  Besides, the outfit was
cheap.

	"Hey, Ranchan-- what do you think?"

	Ranma blinked.  Ukyo was not usually given to feminine garments.
This was feminine-- but also had nearly as much attitude as Ranma
favored.

	Leather skirt and bodice.  Boots and armor.  One unexpected
combination.

	Ukyo, Warrior Princess.  SOME people should not be allowed to
watch Xena... but on Ukyo it looked good.  Ranma began to chuckle.

	"Not bad, Ucchan... not bad at all.  Although doesn't Xena carry
a sword instead of a spatula?"

	"Hey, a girl's gotta go with her own nature.  I wonder what-- I
do NOT believe this."

	That statement was prompted by Shampoo's entrance.  Most people
had expected the Amazon to wear something very very revealing-- she
usually did, after all.

	Instead, she was dressed in a very demure outfit.  Long robes,
complex trim, a new hairstyle--

	"Do they have Amazons on Jurai?" quipped Ranma.

	For Shampoo, who had decided that since Ranma wasn't responding
to her usual "be sexy as all hell" routine, had decided to be
ladylike.  And who is more ladylike while still being a warrior than
Ayeka from Tenchi Muyo?

	She bowed, carefully, and replied, "Shampoo not know, Lord Ranma,
but should have."

	"Isn't that Lady Ranma right now?" smiled Akane.

	"Whatever," replied Shampoo.  "Ranma like costume?"

	"Well... it's certainly a different look for you..."

	"Shampoo thank."

	"Got to admit, Ranchan, we're all kind of dressed in opposite
ways."

	"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!"

	"Except her," sneered Akane.

	Kodachi had made her entrance.  And her costume-- what there was
of it-- was impressive.  Tiny.  Black.  Skulls.  Bikini.  Impractical
as all hell.

	"Well, she's at least got the laugh right," mused Ranma as
Kodachi descended the stairs in the classic Naga the White Serpent
outfit from the Slayers movies.

	"And most of the attitude, and the lunacy, and the ego..." added
Akane.
	
	"Bweeow," commented P-chan.

	Ukyo raised an eyebrow.  "You got a smart pet there, Akane-chan--
I think it's actually trying to mew."

	"P-chan's a very very smart piggy, aren't you, P-chan?"

	"For a pig, yeah," muttered Ranma.

	"Shampoo not know crazy girl's outfit?"

	"Slayers.  Pretty decent show."

	"Not look decent to Shampoo.  Look indecent."

	Giggles rippled through the group.  Oh, and a snickering "Bwee."

	Others arrived.  Some more outrageous than others.  Oh, there
were the usual cowboys, singers, and the like-- but there were also
the more imaginative.

	Yuka and Sayuri had decided that if Ranma could be daring, they
could-- if only for a costume party where it could be excused.  They
made, with wigs to help, a fairly decent classic Dirty Pair.

	Hiroshi and Daisuke, who would be the first to admit they knew
squat about any real martial arts, nevertheless decided to also
attend in matching costumes-- as Ryu and Ken from the Street Fighter
videogames/anime.
		


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