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From: "David A. Tatum" <desaix@sysnet.net>
To: <ffml@anifics.com>
Sent: Friday, July 06, 2001 20:06
Subject: [FFML] [REFUGE][Ranma][Alt] A Fresh Start (Chapter Three) by Kent
Rodney Hyam

     Just before I locked the door I saw something outside {hat mad : that

made} me

blink in surprise.  A small black pig was pulling a red bamboo umbrella
down the street.  After hesitating for a moment I flung the door open
and darted out into the rain to snatch the pig up by the bandana it wore
around its neck.  A moment later, I was back inside and only slightly
damp.

I guess she didn't pick the umbrella up or she'd be more likely to make a
connection between P-Chan and Ryoga later at the fight.

     Glancing over at the pig, I would almost swear that it was
blushing.  I hoped that didn't mean it had a fever or something.

No nosebleed?

     "Hi, Akane."  It was more pleasant than I wanted to admit to find
Akane waiting outside the gates of Furinkan {high :: High} for me.  She

was the

first real friend I'd had in ten years, even if there were some things
she didn't know about me.

    I didn't have to wait any longer though, the door swung open and
Ranma stepped inside.  However, the torn shirt and the livid bruise
marking his right cheek didn't provide a good impression for his {: first}

day at

a new job.

     "You can get changed in the back."  It might be petty, but I had
spent ten years pretending to be a guy, so Ranma could waitress for a
few weeks.  Ranma took it better than I {thought : had expected}.  With no

more than a

small scowl, he moved past me towards the rear of the restaurant.

     A few moments later, Ranma had returned and I appraised her
appearance carefully.  Cute was definitely the right word.  Considering
that she was wearing a white and pink-striped waitress outfit complete
with an apron and a large bow in back it was almost inevitable.  The
high heels were probably a bit much and the skirt {: could} stand to be {a

couple of : a few : several}

centimeters longer, but otherwise it was perfect.

     By the time I'd made sure there wasn't anything poisonous,
combustible or breakable in the area I'd set aside for Akane's cooking
lesson, Ranma had made considerable progress at cleaning the {counter :

dinning area{.  I

was still wondering what other precautions I could take, when Akane
walked through the door.

     Smiling softly, I stared up at the sky.  It was fall, but the
weather was pleasant enough that I wasn't the only person who'd decided
to eat lunch outside  "So, this old friend of Ranma's hasn't shown up
yet?"  It was more than a little puzzling.  Ranma had received a
challenge letter{: ,} but the date set had passed four days ago.

     By the time I arrived a circle of spectators had formed, but I
didn't have {nay : any} trouble pushing through to join Akane.  I wasn't
surprised to find Ranma at the center of the circle, opposite a stocky
boy wearing dusty black pants along with a bandana and a shirt of
indeterminate color.  The strange part was that he was holding a bright
red bamboo umbrella in one hand.

     "You think you can buy {: me} off with these?" Ranma's antagonist

snarled,

throwing several objects to the ground.

     Akane didn't finish her sentence but she didn't need to, as
Ryouga's umbrella buried half it's length in the dirt by our {feat :

feet}.  If

Ryouga could swing that with one hand{: ,} the fight would be a lot closer
than I {: had} thought.

     "No telling when that will be."  With a shrug, Ranma bounced off to
the back of the restaurant to get some sauce.  I momentarily debated
getting him to {where : wear} a bra while he worked, but dismissed the

idea as

not being worth the trouble.  Ranma could be stubborn about the
strangest things.  There was no time to worry about that though.  It was
time to open for business.

It will probably also help pull in the clientelle.

     I felt a little sorry for him.  It couldn't be easy dealing with
someone you nearly accidentally killed, {especially : even} when you'd

already

gotten the apology out of the way.

     "Coming right up.  Now what I want to know about is what you meant
about Ranma ruining a {girls : girl's} happiness."

     "Fair enough.  But are you sure Ranma {new : knew} what he was

doing{. : ?}  He

can be pretty thoughtless at times."

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