Ranma CMO Post

[nerdietalk]

(Source)

Stupid 90s aesthetic romance central.

Comments

[fluidgender]

Don't lie about it either... If you sacrifice yourself feeling even for a second just to spend time comforting us... I'll never forgive you for it! [She keeps her hand there and the terror returns. These hands... A Saotome is in place to kill the princess again. No one would know. No one would ever discover it.

She can't let it happen. Not again. Its not healing, but a wave of relief should course through, blinding away pain. But she's not a healer... Why couldn't she be a healer...?]

[hououji]

[Oh. Oh she's... the pain is ebbing just a enough that exhaustion is setting in.]

I didn't realize... how tired I was... [She's doing everything she can just to keep her eyes open. But her hand is starting to feel... warm? under Ranma's. Not normal body warmth. Almost hot.]

[fluidgender]

[That's... she thinks that good? Or maybe that's bad. She knows nothing. Education for royals sucks shit and she hates it.]

Fuu... you need to hold on. And you can hold on. You're stronger than you know.

[hououji]

I am... I promise... everyone still needs me... [But the blood seems to be less... bleeding...?] I wish Kuu were here... She could've done something...

[fluidgender]

[...She doesn't believe the words she's about to say. She doesn't know enough about the rules of a first-born. But she needs Fuu to believe it.]

Ya ain't gonna like this but... you're the first born now. That means... the power goes to you.

That means Kuu is with you all the time, putting her power through you.

[hououji]

I don’t think… there’s precedent for that? [ There’s some color to her lips and cheeks again. ]

[fluidgender]

Then you and her are making a precedent.

[hououji]

I’ve never heard about a firstborn dying before… it’s nice to hope…

I’m starting to feel a little strangely…

[fluidgender]

Well... it'll be a good strange. A... live forever strange! [There's a level of panic in Ranma's voice there's never been before.]

[hououji]

It isn’t… hurting anymore?

[fluidgender]

I'm... I'm pressing on it yeah, but you still have to be fighting with all you've got...!

[hououji]

… pull your hand away. Just for a moment?

[fluidgender]

A-are you crazy? That's... that's the only thing I can do right now!

[hououji]

Trust me?

[fluidgender]

Y-you can't ask me that now...

[But she... slowly... removes her hand. Closing her eyes.]

[hououji]

[ Fuu lifts her own. There’s no wound. ] What…?

[fluidgender]

[She slowly, in terror. Opens her eyes.] Huh...?

[She was just... desperately saying something she wanted to believe, but...

Was it actually true...?

She pokes the former wound of the princess.]

[hououji]

It’s… gone?

[fluidgender]

Fuu...

You healed yourself.

[hououji]

That can’t be the case. I’m the second born.

[fluidgender]

...Not anymore. I'm sorry.

[hououji]

I don’t… I don’t understand…

[fluidgender]

[...She gently takes Fuu's hands.] Your sister's powers... they're in you now.

[hououji]

But… I… [ Fuu is just staring at her with glassy eyes. ]

[fluidgender]

[In a later moment, Ranma might be able to express a complication emotion. About how awkward and uncomfortable it must feel to have the living reminder of your sister's death now in your hands. And how she wants to support Fuu no matter what.

But all she can think is that Fuu is alive.

Ranma's stoicism gives way and she just wraps Fuu in a giant, teary hug.]