Week one

[letsplayamod]

You've all met Athena, and she's made her point quite clear. She's fully committed to making this world better, and you're the ones who agreed to lend a hand. Something she's obviously quite thankful for.

It's really not so bad around here. Despite the sky, and the state of the land, things are fairly calm. You've got plenty of time to get used to it, and each other. Maybe this'll be easier than it seems.

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[latinumsbetter]

What's being lobbed at you? [wat]

[catsgothistongue]

[Opening both his eyes and folding his arms over chest, looking up at the ceiling in thought. With all the tone of someone trying to remember what they had for breakfast]

Let'see... Rocks, balls, tables, hula hoops, hot kettles, beehives, knives, statues, fire...

[the list is pretty extensive quark he'll keep going on if you let him]

[latinumsbetter]

Wait! Wait wait wait--how is that supposed to help someone focus? [SERIOUSLY WHAT???]

[catsgothistongue]

[........]

Oooooh. You were talkin' about meditating. I thought you meant in general! My bad, whoops!

[Chuckling like that's a common mistake or misinterpretation anyone could make.]

Pop only threw rocks and balls at me for that part of trainin'. In his words... [Ranma clears his throat, and speaks with a disgruntled moody old man tone attempting to sound wise and all-knowing.]

"If you block out all distractions in your head, you can block anything coming at you."

[Perfectly sound logic right?]

[latinumsbetter]

[Right. Quark is just going to stare at him for a moment like he's grown a second head.]

What, was he tryin' to kill you or something?

[catsgothistongue]

[He doesn't really get what's baffling Quark here. It's just normal martial arts training here!]

You might think so, but nah. [Not intentionally] Pop's a jackass, a dumbass, a lazy bum, a dishonorable coward...

[Ranma almost trails off to continue a slew of insults to a man that isn't here, stopping himself short and got back on topic.]

When he actually tries, he knows his stuff 'round the arts and teachin' it. Whatever he threw at me or into, he knew I could handle it.

[The pigtailed teen gives the Ferengi a mischievous smirk, punching a fist in his palm.]

Plus, I always give him a couple lumps to the head whenever he pulls something stupid, so it evens out. S'all good!

[latinumsbetter]

Sounds like a real winner. [he has some doubts about that "he knew I could handle it" bit, but that's not really something to bring up right now]

At least you know how to deal with him, I guess. You wouldn't catch me hanging out with someone who throws those kinda things at me, though. Is that sorta thing common in your, ah..."arts?"

[catsgothistongue]

[That gets an amused snicker out of him.]

There's plenty of people who'd disagree with you there.

[Him included. 'Real winner's' honestly putting it way nicer than what his father deserves.]

Doesn't make for good company, I'll tell ya' that much. I wanted to ditch his sorry butt hundreds of times. He was the only family I had growin' up though, and it wasn't like I could pack up and waltz back home, so there wasn't many other options.

[Bright side is it makes him very tolerant to bullshit for the most part.]

Pretty much, yep. Or, well, my specific style does. Different arts tends to mean different training regimens to under-go.

[latinumsbetter]

[So. He had a complete lack of other options, basically. *Quark will remember that.]

And what's special about your style that the training involves projectiles?

[catsgothistongue]

[is that boss battle music in the horizon?]

What's spec-- [He looks shocked and appalled that Quark would even have to ask, dramatically clutching a hand to his chest. Playing up the offense cause somebody's asking him about his special interest and he will take every opportunity to talk their ears off about it.

And wouldja look at that, there's two Dumbo-sized ones right in front of him. Ranma hops up to his feet with a proud smirk on his face.]

Long and short of it, my style revolves around adapting to any other martial arts and pickin' them up just as fast, along with any situation I get thrusted into. [which is good news for him since he has a bad knack there. one day he could be going for ice cream, the next he has to enter a martial arts milkshake making contest for one asinine reason or another] We also specialize in maintaining complete control in aerial combat.

[Ground, water, air, he'll wipe the figurative and literal floor with anyone!]

[latinumsbetter]

[Alright, he can't help being amused by Ranma's dramatics.]

Aerial combat, huh? So, what, you can fly or something?