Ether Morph (Story in progress)

[frice2000]

I would think seeing someone who isn't human on a street corner and saying, "Wow that's interesting/weird/slightly scary." Is different then, "Oh yeah I'm your husband and have had kids with you and I'm not human but you'll accept that just as easily even though I lied to you about it because I wanted to drain your energy." So I agree with how this story has gone so far.

[borgrabbit]

I give kudos for dropping the Peachbody bit and posit some interesting interactions with the Tendos, etc.. Kuno's reaction to girl Ranma would be one thing. What kind of first impression could he/she make if Kasumi saw a twenty something bishonen with impeccable manners, or sparred with Akane as a seven foot tall were panthress or even a pokemon (OBTW, Hope you update your Ralts story sometime).☺

[KonokoHasano]

What Frice said. I don't think anybody would like to know that the person they've been married to for a while wasn't who they said they were, and the fact that the secret that their child was one as well also hurt the ordeal.


Borgrabbit: Thanks. And I'll get to Ralts in Moonlight sometime. I'm not really sure when, because the rewrite of Wild Magic is still on my agenda and all.


Anyway, next snippet...

Ranma puffed up his cheeks in annoyance as he crossed his arms. The people before him were acting as if he were just a kid. Just because his neutral form was small and didn’t exactly look like his true age, they had to point it out. His father had gone off to talk with the Tendo patriarch, leaving him with the man’s three daughters, who proceeded to grill the young Rakshasa on certain issues. It didn’t help that he could sense their emotions and surface thoughts on the matter either.

“Well this is a disappointment.” Nabiki said as she sat back. “Here I was expecting to see a handsome man, but all we got here is a little boy that seems to like pretending to be an elf.”

Kasumi observed their house guest. “Are you sure that he’s a boy? She looks like a girl to me.”

“At least this means that the engagement is off.” Akane mumbled with a look of relief. Being engaged to a kid would be silly. Just what was up with those fake horns he was wearing?

“Hey!” Ranma shouted in protest. “I’m not an elf; I’m a Rakshasa. Can’t you see my horns?” He pointed to the swept-back protrusions. “And for your information, I’m 15-years-old.”

Nabiki raised an eyebrow. His claim of being 15-years-old was rather unbelievable. However, that wasn’t what caught her curiosity. “What’s a Rakshasa?”

Before Ranma could let a word exit his mouth, Soun and his father came back into the room. From what his psychic senses could tell, the mustachioed man was thoroughly shocked about whatever he had learned. He also kept giving his father looks as if this were the first time he had ever met the man.

Managing to slightly get over his shock, Soun gave a cough in his fist to get everyone’s attention. “I apologize for the interruption earlier, but I had to get a few things confirmed. Girls, I’d like to introduce you to Genma Saotome and his-- son, Ranma.” He promptly turned his attention onto Ranma. “Ranma, I’d like to introduce you to my daughters. My eldest daughter, Kasumi. She’s 19-years-old.”

Soun motioned towards the girl with long light-brown hair tied in a pony-tail. She seemed to be the least talkative of the trio of girls, and from what Ranma could sense, she had an incredibly large amount of ethereal energy surrounding her. From what he could gleam off of the girl’s surface thoughts and emotions, it seemed as if she was disappointed in how young he was and how he didn’t seem manly enough.

“My second daughter, Nabiki. She’s seventeen.”

Next was the girl with short dark-brown hair in a page-boy cut. She had an unimpressed and bored expression upon her face, but unlike her older sister, the amount of ethereal energy she possessed was a lot smaller. From her surface thoughts and emotions, Ranma could tell that she was bored of both the situation AND the ‘silly little wannabe elf boy’.

“And my youngest daughter, Akane. She’s sixteen.”

The final girl had long black that was also tied off in a ponytail. There was a faint bluish tint to her hair when the light hit it. The expression she was giving was one of annoyance and impatience. She had a large amount of ethereal energy surrounding her, but it was nothing like the eldest sister’s. Taking in her surface thoughts and emotions, Ranma was able to peg her as being rather temperamental and unwilling when it came to the thought of being engaged.

“Pick any one of the three, and she will be your fiancée.”

Akane hopped to her feet in an instant. “I object! There’s no way I can get engaged to someone who looks like they should almost be in grade school! Don’t you see how--”

She was interrupted as Ranma -- in the human form from earlier -- appeared in front of her with a finger to her chin. “Well, how would you like it if I was in this form?” He asked with a smile.

Nabiki, Kasumi, and especially Akane stared at the emerald-haired boy in shock. The effeminate-looking boy, who had the appearance of a child a moment ago, had instantly transformed into a boy of Akane’s age with an average height. The long ears and horns from earlier had also mysteriously disappeared.

Akane’s shock quickly disappeared when she realized that there was a boy in extremely close proximity to her, holding a finger to her chin and leaning in close. Her expression turned into one of fury as she attempted to punch at said boy. “Get away from me!”

Ranma dodged to the side of the punch before allowing his form to switch again. This time, to an even more astonished trio, the Rakshasa had assumed an obviously female form. He, now she, quickly returned to her position in front of the youngest Tendo. “Well, if your tastes are more feminine in nature…” She gave a wink. “I can be very-- flexible.”

[frice2000]

That was a very fun snippet indeed. I like the whole "flexible" comment. Very very interesting. I really like where this is going. Only problem I have is the flow from him being a child in training to being a teen seemed slightly sudden. Flow of the story just feels slightly weird without some transition scenes of some kind, unless you're going to flashback to those later. I mean the training about the draining of energy begs to be seen...Ranma seems that he can pull off a suave and sophisticated sort of persona, and if Genma is anything at all like his cannon Ranma persona that would be remarkably difficult. Where such training came from would be interesting indeed.

And if we're talking about stories you've written that I would like to see continued add A Surviving Mau to that list .

[Konsaki]

I mean the training about the draining of energy begs to be seen...Ranma seems that he can pull off a suave and sophisticated sort of persona, and if Genma is anything at all like his cannon Ranma persona that would be remarkably difficult. Where such training came from would be interesting indeed.

I agree on the suave part, since Genma was mainly teaching Ranma martial arts to beat his 'food' into submission since it was easier than suduction.
I could see the last few interations with Akane happening, with Ranma going male then female, but with a slightly more brash feel to it. More along the lines of, "You werent saying that when I looked like this just a while ago" followed by, "Fine, then! You dont like guys? I can do the lesbian thing too, if swing that way instead."
Well, that's unless Genma actually gave Ranma more lessons on social interaction than in normal cannon...

[KonokoHasano]

Actually, Genma's a bit of an oddball as far as Rakshasa go. He prefers -- among anything else -- to beat his food into submission, while seducing is looked on as so much easier to do by others.

Genma wasn't the one who taught Ranma to flirt and all. It was all thanks to a certain meddling Rakshasa they met about four years ago -- accompanied by a certain exploring sister duo -- who decided to teach Ranma the more appropriate way. When Ranma found out, he discovered that the method was a lot more fun and amusing.

[Dumbledork]

I like that idea.

[borgrabbit]

Yesssss. I like how you can be corrupted by the siren song of your public and friends. I also like the potential Kasumi connection. One way to lose Kodachi's interest would be to change into a Gosunkugi clone during a chase (after Ranma meets the voodoo dweeb).
I bet Kasumi would like Ranma's were squirrel impression (no offense to Dan Shive's sqirrel girl, Grace).

[KonokoHasano]

Dumbledork: It should probably be something that I add to the chapter between the time skips between three-years-old and 15-years-old.

Borgrabbit: I'm still not quite sure what I'll do with Kodachi, honestly. XD


Anyway, onto the next snippet...



Ranma dodged to the side of the punch before allowing his form to switch again. This time, to an even more astonished trio, the Rakshasa had assumed an obviously female form. He, now she, quickly returned to her position in front of the youngest Tendo. “Well, if your tastes are more feminine in nature…” She gave a wink. “I can be very-- flexible.”

“W-- What?” The youngest Tendo asked with a monstrous blush. Not only did the pipsqueak turn into a taller form, but he also instantly changed into a girl. This same girl was also trying to hit on her. Her lips turned into a snarl as she sent forward another punch that hit the boy-turned-girl in the chest, sending her flying back a little ways. “I’m not into that kind of stuff, you freak!” Her eyes widened at seeing the girl stop in mid-air, right before she switched to an Indian-style cross-legged position several centimeters above the floor.

As she floated in place, Ranma directed an annoyed pout at the dark-haired girl. “You didn’t have to punch me, you know. I could have taken a hint if you told me nicely.” The youngest Tendo definitely was directing a sea of negative emotions towards her, and so she now knew that trying to put moves on her was definitely a no-go. “Hey, and who are you calling a freak?”

She suddenly found a fist impacting the back of her head. “Stop being so flirty!” Genma growled out as he sat back down on the floor. Where did he go wrong in his raising of his only child? Oh, that’s right, he allowed his son to hang around that accursed Rakshasa four years previous. How could he have been so stupid?

“Will you knock that off, pops?” Ranma asked as she spun around and fixed her father with an annoyed glare.

“You-- You,” Nabiki tried to get out as she pointed a shaky finger at the emerald-haired girl. “You just grew several centimeters in a matter of seconds, and then you instantly changed into a girl.” A rather well-endowed girl too, she added to herself. “And now you’re floating above the floor.”

“Well,” Ranma said as she transformed back to neutral form, “I AM a Rakshasa.”

“You mentioned that earlier.” Kasumi said in an attempt to get answers. “But what is a Rakshasa.”

Ranma scratched the base of his ponytail as he attempted to figure out how to explain it. He didn’t have to, however, as his father decided to speak up.

“A Rakshasa is a rare magical being that has the ability to transform into almost any form.” The bespectacled man explained. Even though Soun was already briefed on it just moments ago, he still listened intently. “Rakshasa also have the ability to assume a male or female form at will, but their natural appearance is gender neutral.”

“That’s… different.” Nabiki said with a blink. However, she found herself wondering if there was a possible way to make some quick yen off of it. A rare magical being who can transform into-- Wait a minute. “Does that mean--”

“Transform into anything?” Akane interrupted as she turned her attention back to the younger Rakshasa. She still hadn’t forgotten the embarrassment from a few moments ago. “Prove it.” Her eyes widened in absolute shock at seeing the emerald-haired being transform into an exact replica of her.

“How’s this?” Her doppelganger asked, in her own voice. “Is it proof enough for you, Akane?”

Akane’s mouth opened and closed, but she couldn’t find anything to say or do except point shakily at the sight before her. “You-- I-- How--“

The wheels quickly began turning in Nabiki’s head. “Can you do more than just mimic the person’s appearance and voice?” There being two Akanes in the room seemed weird on more levels than one.

“And is the change complete to every little detail?” Kasumi asked slowly. “Do you also have--”

“Kasumi!” Akane cried out in an attempt to get the girl to stay quiet. There was no way that the fake could possibly know that she had a bruise in that location from a minor bit of carelessness during her usual fights. Also, why weren’t her sisters more weirded out at the whole scene?

“A small bruise on the upper part of the outer thigh?” Ranma asked with a tilt of her head and a smile that said yes, causing the youngest Tendo to stiffen in horror. “And it’s not just the physical appearance and voice. I can mimic them right down to their skills and abilities.”

“So you’re like a humanoid version of Ditto from the Pokemon games.” Nabiki stated with interest. Just thinking about the possibilities to use this to her advantage was causing the girl to mentally salivate. “Can you grow random things like cat ears and a tail?”

In response, the Rakshasa -- still in Akane’s form -- grew a pair of bluish-black cat-ears, accompanied by a long fluffy tail. “Doing that is child’s play.”

Nabiki, unable to control herself, instantly pulled out a camera and began to snap a few pictures. “Wait till everyone gets a load of this.”

“HEY!” Akane shouted as she proceeded to grab the camera from her older sister. Ignoring the protests, she glared daggers at the Rakshasa using her form. “Transform back right now, and don’t ever take my form again!”

“Okay, okay,” Ranma said as she raised her arms while quickly turning back to normal. The girl’s negative emotions over the whole issue were rather overwhelming. “There’s no need to get your panties in a bunch.”

Akane gave a humph as she crossed her arms. “There’s no way I’m getting engaged to a perverted, genderless creature like you! I refuse to take part in it.”

“Well you’re a regular Miss Sunshine.” Ranma bit back with a half-lidded stare. From reading the girl’s mind as he was assuming her form, he could tell that she had a slight problem when it came to people being ‘perverted’. He didn’t bother to read too far to see just why she had the problem, but he knew that he wanted no part of that. “But in all honesty, you’re not my type. I prefer someone who isn’t such an antagonistic and unattractive tomboy suffering from a complex.”

“What did you say?” Akane asked as she attempted to increase the intensity of her glare. “Who are you calling an unattractive tomboy?”

Ranma ignored the girl as he floated over towards the two older sisters. “Which means that it will between either of you two.” The middle Tendo daughter definitely seemed to be an interesting. From what he could tell by reading into her mind, the young Rakshasa noted that she had a thing for taking pictures to sell to others in an attempt to gain money to use for her own needs and desires. If they were engaged, he wouldn’t mind posing for pictures if it meant he could get reimbursed with donations of ethereal energy. She had a lot less than her sisters, yes, but it didn’t matter in the long run as long as he could get energy.

The eldest daughter, though, was the one with the immense amount of ethereal energy, and from a quick reading of her mind, he saw that she had a rather interesting inner personality that she tended to keep under-wraps. This tended to manifest itself in the way of subtle comments and actions that could be considered rather sarcastic. Her duty appeared to be taking care of the household chores. Perhaps, if he took to helping her, he could receive some energy as compensation.

“I don’t know.” Nabiki replied as she stroked her chin. “It would be a very interesting relationship, and I could see many ways that it could work out.” Mostly, she just saw the potential yen that could be made. “However, there are certain issues that I am unsure of.”

Kasumi gave a quick shake of her head. “You’re too young for me, and I’d definitely prefer an older man that’s not so small.”

“Not too small, eh?” Ranma asked with a smirk as he touched down to the ground. “Well then, how about if I looked like,” He quickly grabbed his oversized T-shirt and yanked it off, “This?”

Nabiki’s jaw dropped at seeing what was before her. Unlike the male form from earlier, this one was taller, and was likely bordering almost six feet with well-defined muscles in all of the right places. ‘Where the hell is my camera?!’ As she glanced around, her eyes lingered on her older sister, who seemed to be as stiff as a board. “Hey, Kasumi?” She asked.

“Uh-- Umm--” The eldest Tendo daughter tried to get out, but fumbled as she continued to stare at the well-muscled Adonis that stood before her. All of a sudden, her entire face flushed beet red. Unable to handle the situation before her, Kasumi quickly turned around in order to hide her face.

“Kasumi!” Akane shouted. “How could you act like that to this… creature?” Just what did he do to her demure sister?

“So?” Ranma asked in a gentle voice as he crouched down near the blushing girl. “What do you think of me now?”

“Y-- You’re very handsome.” Kasumi said as she tried to keep her face hidden.

Ranma gave off a smile. “You shouldn’t keep such a beautiful, blushing face hidden. I bet--” For the third time in less than four hours, Ranma found himself being hit upside the head by his annoyed father.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop flirting, boy?!”

[borgrabbit]

Oh!! I really love this snippet. Now for the fun of a meeting with Tofu! Maybe Ranma could offer some triangulation into the mix, or, impersonate Kasumi when Akane's P.O'd, to get the Doc to pretzelise Akane. I wonder if Tofu was a Kitsune, with as much silliness as he committed in his own right.
☺

[KonokoHasano]

Tofu won't be a Kitsune, but he might be some form of being that ended up getting locked in human form.

[Spokavriel]

Why not make him a Mage who's cut off from the ethereal stream?

[KonokoHasano]

It's possible, but I think I like the idea of him being some kind of other being stuck in human form.



Next snippet. It actually takes place between the scenes of three-year-old Ranma and 15-year-old Ranma. It also gives the explanation as to why Ranma has become a flirt. happy.gif



“Let’s get some okonomiyaki next!” An 11-year-old Ranma shouted as she quickly made her way towards another stand. They were in the midst of a festival, and the thing that the young Rakshasa liked the most was that there were many different kinds of food to try out. It also provided a great occasion to dress up in a kimono. Currently, her raven-black hair was tied in two loose ponytails that draped over her shoulders, and a pink flower ornament was placed neatly within her hair. The Kimono she wore was a light blue with a dark pink flower pattern on it.

“Alright, alright, but can’t you slow down a little, girl?” Genma asked in a hint of annoyance as she chomped down on some takoyaki that she had just obtained. Her own raven-black hair was tied up in a high ponytail, and the kimono she was wearing was a simple dark red. “You’re acting as if it’ll all disappear within seconds.” She was currently in a female form due to the fact that it was much easier to score extra portions of food. While she did dislike the idea of mindlessly flirting, she didn’t have a problem with attempting to con some people out of one or two more takoyaki, rice ball, meat bun, or whatever else at the moment. Her long, pointy ears and horns -- which curved upwards slightly at the ends -- showed that she hadn’t bothered to hide her Rakshasa form.

Ranma gave a cute pout, but continued on to the Okonomiyaki stand. Once she got there, she gave a large sniff, taking in the various aromas. “It smells so good.” She said as she placed a finger to her lips. “But what kind to get?”

“I’d suggest the cheese and shrimp, fully seasoned with sauce, mayonnaise, katsuobushi, and aonori.” A voice on the other side of the stand said. Raising her head, the young Rakshasa saw that it was a girl around her age with dark-brown hair tied back via a white ribbon. She was holding a couple spatulas while standing next to a large bearded man who had to have been her father. “It’s really good, ya know?” She added with a nod. “By the way, my name’s Ukyo. Ukyo Kuonji.”

“Kohana Saotome.” Ranma said as she used the name that her father suggested she use while in female form and around people. When asked where the name came from, he refused to answer before saying that he ‘heard it somewhere’. “I’m traveling around on a training trip.”

“Martial arts training trip?” Ukyo asked with a hint of interest.

Ranma nodded even though the training was linked more towards properly mastering her psychic, transformation, and mind reading abilities. She still trained in some martial arts, but as a Rakshasa, her normal self wasn’t fully meant to fight physically.

“I’m a martial artist as well.” The brunet responded. “My dad’s teaching me in our family’s own style of Okonomiyaki Martial Arts. I think I’m doing very well with it, if I say so myself.”

“You still can’t hit a target correctly, Ukyo.” Her father said with a hint of a smirk. “The spatula always flies right on by.”

This caused the young girl to give a pout at being called out in front of someone. “Daaaaad, how could you?” She asked with a blush before turning to look back at the raven-haired girl. “Don’t listen to him; he’s just jealous and afraid that I’ll beat him sooner or later.”

Ranma gave off a small giggle in response. Taking a look into the other girl’s mind, she could see that the brunet managed to hit the target at least a few times. She was broken out of her mental probing as an okonomiyaki -- courtesy of her currently female father -- was handed to her. “Thanks, mom.” She stated, using the term of address that they each agreed to use while in the proper forms around other people.

“Now that you have your okonomiyaki,” Genma said as she grabbed hold of her daughter’s arm, “Let’s quit dawdling and hurry up.” She wanted to try her hand at goldfish scooping. The damn thing was always difficult without the use of her psychic powers.

“Alright, but can you win me a toy? Please?”

The older Rakshasa gave a grumble of annoyance. “I never should have gotten you all that cotton candy.”

“Oh, Kohana!” Ukyo shouted out, causing Ranma to turn her head. “If you’re still around later, maybe we can meet up again.”

The raven-haired girl gave a smile. “I’ll find you later, okay?” After the two children waved by to each other, Ranma happily followed her father. “Can we stay around this area for a few days? I wanna hang around Ukyo some more.”

“You seem overly happy to have met her.” Genma said. “She had some ethereal energy, but not in a large amount, so I don’t see why you’re so giddy.”

The 11-year-old gave the side of her head a small scratch. “It’s because she’s probably the first friend I’ve actually had.” She never really had a chance, because whenever she went to school, everyone would end up finding out about what she was, and they were usually either afraid of her, or would try to bully her because of it. After-all, someone who is neither gender, but can still be both was definitely different. As the old saying went, the nail that sticks out is hammered down.

“I wouldn’t get my hopes up, girl.” Her parent said, breaking her out of her thoughts. “If she finds out about your true nature, there’s no telling how she would act.”

Ranma quickly moved ahead. “I’ll just tell her the truth when I meet her again. We seemed to get along really well, and since I’m basically the same person either way, it shouldn’t be a problem!” Really, what could go wrong?

Genma rolled her eyes at her offspring’s silly optimism. It was then that she spotted the goldfish scooping game. “Hold on a moment.” She said as she went to stand in the relatively short line.

Ranma shrugged and continued to walk backwards, but because her back was turned, the young Rakshasa found herself accidentally bumping into someone. “Oh, sorry.” She said as she turned around. “I wasn’t looking where--” She halted when she finally caught sight of who she ran into.

He was somewhat short with dark skin and short, purple hair. His clothing seemed to be a little baggy for him, but didn’t appear to be in any danger of falling off. What really grabbed the 11-year-old’s attention, though, were the long, pointy ears and swept-back horns on the person’s head. It didn’t take too long to place all of the clues together.

Before the person could get a word out, Ranma made her observation known. “You’re a Rakshasa!”

Genn couldn’t help but blink at quickly being pointed out by a young child. However, his attention was soon focused on her long ears, and the tiny little stubs that could faintly be seen on the side of her head. Those two signs could only mean one thing. “You too?!” He asked with eyes the size of saucers.

“What’s with all of the commotion, Genn?” A girl with blonde hair asked as she walked up with a few taiyaki. Her ears were pointy, slightly resembling a cat’s, and a black stripe could be seen vertically over her left eye. It sounded as if she were speaking in English, but it came off as Japanese for Ranma. Her green eyes quickly took notice of the young girl.

“Brianna,” Genn began, “She’s a Rakshasa! She’s an actual Rakshasa!” He couldn’t remember the last time he actually came across another, and so he didn’t think he’d ever come across another. If the one before him really was a child, then there must have been another somewhere.

Brianna was surprised by this tidbit of information, but she could see why her companion was so excited. It had likely been thousands of years since he had come across another Rakshasa-- if he had, and so to finally meet another of your species had to make someone feel elated at the news. There was also the fact that the Rakshasa before them seemed to be just a child.

The Diggers sister crouched down in front of the raven-haired child and gave a smile. “Hi, I’m Brianna. Are you here by yourself, or do you have any parents?”

Ranma could only stare at the blonde woman in shock. Before she had crouched down, she had towered over everyone else in the area, and she was still rather imposing when she crouched down. “Wow… you’re really tall.” She had never seen anybody so large before. “Oh, and no. My-- mom is over there trying to scoop up a bunch of stupid fish.” She said as she pointed over towards the scooping game. It was obvious that Genma had failed at scooping up a goldfish, because she was empty handed.

“This is so amazing!” Genn let out. He hadn’t just met one Rakshasa, but TWO of them. Just what were the odds of that happening? He briefly wondered about trying to find Gina and Brittany to tell them. “What’s your name? I’m Genn.”

“Ranma,” The raven-haired child said, “But I’m going by Kohana while in public as a girl.” Asking them to hold on for a moment, Ranma ran over and grabbed her father -- currently mother -- by the hand and began dragging her towards the duo. “Look! Look!”

“What in the hell has gotten into you all of a sudden?” Genma asked in annoyance as she turned her attention to where her offspring was pointing. When she caught sight of Genn, her eyebrows rose in shock. “Now I see.” She couldn’t believe that she had managed to come across another Rakshasa.

After some conversation amongst the group of four, Genn quickly decided to spend a little time exploring the festival with Ranma. So, without missing a beat, the excited purple-haired Rakshasa transformed himself into an 11-year-old girl, before proceeding to drag the young Saotome off to have some festival fun.

“Hey, now wait just one minute!” Genma attempted to shout in an effort to get back her wayward child. She grabbed by the back of her kimono, however, by Brianna. “Hey, what’s the big idea?”

“You should let them have their fun.” Brianna said. “C’mon, I want to introduce you to my sisters. I know they’ll be impressed to meet another of Genn’s species.”

“I don’t wanna!” Genma growled out with a small struggle. “I’m going to go and get my child before--”

“She’s in perfectly good hands with Genn around.” The tall woman said with a smile. “Absolutely nothing will go wrong.”

Several meters away and enjoying the sites of the festival, both Ranma and Genn were in a deep discussion regarding methods of obtaining ethereal energy from humanoids.

“Training to fight to defeat someone so that you can get their energy?” Genn asked with a raised eyebrow. “Is that what your mo-- father has been teaching you?”

Ranma nodded. “Yeah, he says that it’s a lot faster and easier to fight and knock out an opponent compared to the other method.” She scratched her cheek for a moment. “But he’s never told me what the other method is.”

A smirk appeared on Genn’s lips as she placed an arm around the other girl’s shoulder. “Believe me, the other method can be a lot more fun and amusing, and with the abilities that we Rakshasa have, it’s a lot easier to do it that way than to worry about wasting energy and getting beat in the process.”

“Really?” Ranma asked with a tilt of her head. “What is it? C’mon, tell meeeee.” She was really interested in knowing what it was now.

Somewhere, far away from the two, Genma felt a strange chill travel up her spine, and found herself with a terrible foreboding feeling. It was as if things were about to get a lot more difficult and annoying.

[frice2000]

Interesting snippet. Very well written and interesting. Though I'm confused where this is taking place in GD cannon now, but at least the whole wait wasn't Genn trapped and couldn't have taught Ranma anything is explained now.

[KonokoHasano]

When Ranma is 11, the GD timeline is sometime between Genn is freed and before Brianna, Genn, and Seance go to Jade. The Diggers are basically taking a vacation to Japan.