by Screwball » Thu May 11, 2006 5:34 pm
Ranma crossed her arms and glared at her companions.
"I aint playing no villain. And I aint trying to summon anything, either. What I'd like to do is find a way home, and that means finding out why I'm here in the first place. They," she said, indicating the senshi, "may be able to help us do that. Probably not, of course, but to find out, we need to stay on thier good side. 'Sides, I'm not too comfortable 'bout that whole 'perverted by dark desires' bit."
Having said this, she gestured at the nearest wall. In respose, a chunk of masonry ripped itself free of the wall and smashed into the ambulatory arcade machine at great speed, sending it tumbling into the side of the building on the opposite side of the street with a loud crash.
It quickly regained it's feet- little damage seemed to have been done, besides a dent in it's side- but Ranma quickly rectified this by sending the floating chunk of brickwork hurtling along at ankle level, sending the odd looking creature tumbling back to the floor with a startled squawk.
The senshi had stopped any pretense of attack in confusion. It wasn't usual for their opponents to be molested by flying bits of building, after all. This did not please Ranma.
"C'mon, what the hell are you waiting for! Kill it! I'm not going to do all the work for ya'!" Under her breath she muttered "plus, I have no idea what force weapons will do to it." The Daimon went down once again before the onslaught of its masonic foe.
"Pff. Hey Silence, you're right. These things aren't that bad on their own. Could be difficult in numbers, though."
After careful study of Number One's biographic work My Ceaseless Quest to Conquer Earth and Destroy its Puny Inhabitants, we have come to the conclusion that the Ghast Empire may well be up to something rum.