Ranma CMO Post

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Stupid 90s aesthetic romance central.

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[hououji]

[Fuu is just mostly very weak. She's healed, but... that doesn't mean she hasn't bled out so much blood. When she's on her feet, she's still a bit wobbly, having to lean on Ranma.

She mumbles something about how it's rather inelegant of a princess to be like this in public...]

[fluidgender]

Then don't be a princess right now. Be Fuu.

[hououji]

I don’t know how to be one without the other…

[fluidgender]

[She's quiet for a moment, shifting to offer better support for Fuu.]

...When I was a noble, it felt like everything I did was for duty and honor. I followed orders and my choices weren't my own. But that was a choice too. Choosing not to choose.

We have to choose... to choose, sometimes. Because if we don't, other people will choose for us.

You have too much duty, Fuu. If assassins don't kill you, this will...

[hououji]

What other options do I have? [ Were she totally with it, she wouldn’t be so blunt. ] I can’t worry everyone, and you said it yourself before… things are dangerous right now. I have to seem strong.

[fluidgender]

Maybe so… but the obsession with strength is what made the Saotomes what they were.

It made me what I was.

I don’t want you to look weak, but I don’t want you to lose yourself either.

[hououji]

That isn’t something you have to be worried about. I promise, I will still be me no matter what.

[fluidgender]

Well… it might help to show people you’re human anyway. People want an idol but… they also want to know that you’re just like them. It’d be a comfort.

[hououji]

But… so soon after the First Princess died…?

[fluidgender]

A lot of people lost family. They can share in your grief if they know you have it too.

[hououji]

… We’re also looking a bit a mess. [ She got Ranma bloody in that hug. Very bloody. ]

[fluidgender]

That’ll look sympathetic. People will riot just to try and protect you.

[hououji]

Or they’ll be horrified by the blood…

Though we really have no choice in the matter.

[fluidgender]

[With a surprising casual air, Ranma slaps her back encouragingly.]

That’s the spirit!

[hououji]

[ RANMA. She has no BLOOD. She’s already wobbly!!!!

She stumbles forward. ]

[fluidgender]

[Ah. Whoops. She… should apologize.

She doesn’t. Instead, sheyanks Fuu back a little to try and keep her from falling.]

Oi, keep your balance… got some walking ahead of us…

[hououji]

I-I’m very aware of that…

[ but they’re barely stood outside the door when the queen all but barrels into them, having rushed as soon as the medic called. ]

[fluidgender]

[Oh that’s. She very quickly steps aside once she’s certain Fuu won’t fall over from the embrace. Very Official People.]

[hououji]

[ Ranma is going to get ushered into a carriage to go back to the castle. She’s gonna be asked a lot of questions tomorrow. But not now. For now, she’s just got an awkward ride. ]

[fluidgender]

[Its so awkward. It’s such a deeply personal family affair and she feels like an invader.

She is an invader, technically.

She wants to find a chance to ask what happened to the assassin but there never seems to be a good moment. She’s worried he’s still hiding somewhere.]

[hououji]

[ at some point in this ride, Fuu is finally falling asleep on her shoulder. She’s so tired. ]

[fluidgender]

[Ah…

She allows this. Her uniform doesn’t come with a jacket or she’d wrap Fuu in some coverings too. But she’s blushing.]

[hououji]

[ The queen is going to tentatively ask: ]

Do you know who healed her?

[fluidgender]

[Oh god. Royalty.

She tries to sit up straighter but that risks Fuu’s sleep…

She gently moves Fuu’s head to her lap, letting her sleep more horizontally. It’s very quickly that she recognizes she just touched the princess in front of the queen and blanches.]

Y-Your highness… [Quick head bow.]

It may be hard to believe… but to my eyes, it appeared that my lady healed herself…

[hououji]

[ The queen appears to be startlingly chill about the casual touch. If Fuu is unbothered, she’s unbothered. But she considers it, looking out the carriage window. ] It’s been so many generations since a firstborn died without at least having an heir, I suppose anything is possible.

… The world is going to become more dangerous when this is revealed. For her more than anyone.