Nodoka's katana is in it's sheath again.
Nodoka's eyes went wide as Mara's hands went up and energy gathered in
them.
"What!?! How did you...?" The demoness threw her hands forward, a wave
of
energy throwing Nodoka to her knees. There was a sudden shrinking
sensation, and Nodoka was finding it hard to keep her suddenly huge katana
pointed at the blond haired demon. Mara hopped down out of the tree,
looking slightly surprised.
She had earlier re-sheathed the katana. Perhaps the sheath and handle
suddenly felt much bigger.
Nodoka gasped in fear and tripped herself on her kimono as she quickly
stepped backwards, falling on her back just outside the front door.
Mara,
however paid her no attention, instead focusing on herself. Slowly her
lower
torso started to {slid : slide} toward her upper body, then rejoined it,
coming
together as one unit with a bright flash.
Mara slowly stood, brushing herself off and and glaring at Genma
angrily.
"Now that HURT! You're going to pay for that, mortal." She grinned
slowly.
"And when a demon says you're going to pay...." Genma {leapt : leaped}
away from her,
jumping to the rooftop and leaping out of sight in only moments. "Wow!"
Mara
said, sounding slightly impressed. "Now that was some fast running
away...."
She levitated after him, following Genma into the backyard, leaving
Nodoka
alone by the front door. Ranma's mother turned around to follow, only to
fall flat on her face as she tripped on her oversized kimono.
Mara had the large martial artist {cornered : trapped} in the corner of
the Tendo's back
yard when a sixth sense warned her of danger behind. Mara glanced
backwards
just in time to dodge the warded arrow that an armored Samurai warrior
had
launched at her only an instant before. "Whoa!" She skittered backwards
quickly, getting some distance between her and the {Samurai : samurai}
as he nocked yet
another arrow to his great bow. Mara heard Genma rising to his feet
behind
her at the same time and sighed. "I
don't believe this." She raised a hand. "Fine, you win this round."
Snapping
her fingers, she vanished in a puff of smoke.
"Are you alright, little girl?" Ran asked the scared looking waif. < Is
that... a {Katana : katana}?>
Kogorou looked at the gate sign. "Ah, the Tendo {dojo : Dojo}! This is
it alright!"
He turned to look at Nodoka. "Hello little girl, do you live here?"
Nodoka shook her head at first. "No, I don't, the Tendo's are good
friends
of mine...." Then she trailed of into silence. The look of shock on her
face
deepened for a moment. "Ah no!" She said suddenly in a very different
tone
of voice. "My... Daddy is here! He's Mr.. Tendo's friend! I'm too little
to
practice {the :} martial arts, my Daddy says so! I'm waiting for him."
Nabiki met them at the door. "{Can : May} I help you?" She glanced at
Nodoka
knowingly. "Our "guest" has left unexpectedly, 'Manami'-chan. Who are
these
nice people?"
I expect Nabiki to know the more formal way of speaking. It's your
call whether she uses it this time.
Detective Mouri was already hot on the case. "What do you know about a
missing girl?" He questioned the fat, balding man in the {Gi : gi}.
Genma was quick to deny anything. "Missing girl?" He pointed at Nodoka.
"But
who's that over there?" Everyone glanced at the small girl in confusion.
Before they turned back, there was a loud splash from the pond nearby.
When
they did look for the man, he was gone... and a {Panda : panda} was
playing with a
tire near the pond.
Nabiki rolled her eyes. "{Right daddy : Right, Daddy}, I'll take his
panda-ness and feed him.
What did you want me to feed him too?"
My thought exactly. Midorigame is probably hungry.
Conan spoke up. "Could I have some tea Mister? I'm kinda thirsty!" He
grinned winningly as he sat down at the kotatsu in the middle of the
room,
swinging his legs underneath the low table. < There are.. {Claw : claw}
marks all
over the floor here, but mostly by the... Shoji table?> Conan scooted
over
towards the game. < These pieces... They have odd scratches in the
sides...
And there are several coarse hairs here... both black and white.> Conan
slipped his micro recorder under the table. < Its starting to add up...
but
I need more evidence.>
I thought he put a bug under the table. He'd have to sneak in to
recover his recorder before he can hear anything from it. On the
other hand, it may be hard to monitor a radio bug since Dr. Agasa's
place isn't next door.