Ranma CMO Post

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Stupid 90s aesthetic romance central.

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[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.]

[hououji]

Oh! [ Fuu is startled. No one outside her family has ever done anything like this. But she eases quickly, wrapping her harms around Ranma without question. ] … you must have been so frightened… things will be all right now.

[fluidgender]

Don’t ya go comforting me, dammit… [Squeezing her so tightly.]

[hououji]

Why shouldn’t I? You’re crying… [ She’s gonna have to pieces her own feelings later. ]

[fluidgender]

You gotta worry about yourself first… let other people take care of you.

[hououji]

I’m a princess. It’s not really how that works…

But could you help me up? I’m still feeling a bit weak. I’d like to return to the palace before my parents worry…

[fluidgender]

[Helping!! She pulls up Fuu by the hands, careful not to strain anything. Never know if there's a catch to these kinds of things...

But where... did that assassin go, she wonders...]

[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. ]