Video // Mi Casa es tu Casa

[catsgothistongue]

[Ranma had disappeared for a short time, not making himself seen by anyone he's gotten acquainted with. Last anyone'd seen him would've been a few days ago.

Come present day, a video feed coming from his username would pop up on the network. Opening it would display an image of a humble, homely cottage, and a familiar voice.]

Ain't it nice? Figured it was time to get myself a place all to myself. It's nothing fancy, but it's a roof over my head. Oh! There's something here I've been working on for the last few days.

[Heading inside, the video showed Ranma opening one or two doors, walking down a small hallway until descending down some steps. Those watching would get a viewing of Ranma's shoes hastily treading down the stairs, before panning up to show what looked to be a DIY training hall made out of a basement. Miscellaneous equipment and objects could be seen scattered about. Mats, cinder blocks, wooden post, anything one would picture belonging to a dojo.

The shellphone is propped down on the floor, so Ranma could walk in front of the frame. Instead of the usual red silk shirt he normally wears, he's instead dressed in a dogi.]

It's not as great or spacious as the dojo back home, and it's still a work-in-progress, but it'll do. Any of you wanna swing by and train any time, you're welcomed to. Just a head's up though I only have the few-- [He tugged the dogi.] uniforms, they may not be your size. None of the stores here had these in stock, so had to make them myself.

Comments

text; un: satorumon

[unliminal]

you sure you should be doxxing yourself when you're a wanted man

[catsgothistongue]

Wanted for...?

[unliminal]

for rating my girl a 6/10
i told you your ass was grass didn't i

[catsgothistongue]

What, you pissy I'm not worshipping the very ground she's walking on? Don't get me wrong. She's pretty and a nice lady, but she's not 10/10.

[Knowing his luck when it comes to people madly in love with other women, even if he did rate her a 10, that'd still piss the other guy off because he'd be speaking of her in some light. Damned if he do, damned if he don't.]

Not changing my answer. Deal with it. :P

text; un: airdnd

[airdnd]

[ what in the nine hells is she looking at here ]

Firstly, Ranma, congratulations on your new home. This is a huge achievement and you should feel proud of yourself.

Secondly, please just try to ignore anything that Mr. Gojo says about the rating you gave. You're entitled to your own opinion, but he's incapable of accepting this. It's truly not worth fighting about...

-Sumina

[catsgothistongue]

Thank you ma'am.

Eh, he can say whatever he wants. I'm used to dealing with plenty of jerks like him back home. Nothing I need to worry about.

[airdnd]

Just because you're used to it doesn't mean it has to keep happening!

He's picking a fight over something so silly.

[catsgothistongue]

Maybe, but it's nothing I can't handle. Plenty of people've had wanted me dead for stupider reasons, much less fight me. If Mr. See-No-Evil wants to waste his time over petty crap, let him.

[There's no way this'll come back to bite him.]

[airdnd]

[ plenty of people have wanted him dead??? excuse???? ]

You say this, but you realize it is incredibly concerning to hear that many people have threatened your life before, yes?

[ then again, this is just... par for the course for everyone else she meets ]

[catsgothistongue]

Is it really? Doesn't feel all that concerning to me. You get used to one guy or gal wanting your head on a silver platter for something trite, you get used to them all.

[He just goes with the flow of everything around him. Adaptation's his specialty after all.]

[airdnd]

[ this isn't reassuring at all...... but go off king ]

Yes, of course... Though have you considered how the people who care about you might feel...?

[catsgothistongue]

They usually don't care, cause they know I can take care of myself.

[That, and cause a lot of them are usually the ones who have tried/still try to get him out of the pictue.]

[airdnd]

[ She can almost guarantee that there must be someone out there who frets over his wellbeing!! ]

If you say so...

Are you accustomed to living by yourself, Ranma? Are you eating properly?

[unliminal]

(ﾒ` ﾛ ´)

not helping babe

[airdnd]

[ she is IGNORING this MESSAGE because she is simply going to look up from her phone to frown at him irl. stop picking stupid fights!! ]

super not here

[catsgothistongue]

[Ooooooo someone's in trouble!]

[unliminal]

[ he would be unemployed if he did that ]

[unliminal]

oh i'm not telling you to change it
that's not worth my time
but kicking your butt is!

[catsgothistongue]

Then what are you waiting for? I'm right here, I 'doxxed' myself, whatever the hell that means. Come kick my butt. Unless you're just nothing but hot air.

[unliminal]

just give me the city and i'll be at your door before you can say "i'm finished"

[catsgothistongue]

Eltrut. Don't be late.

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[unliminal]

okie dokie! (⌒▽⌒)☆

[ And a moment later, he sure is knocking on Ranma's door, testing its structural integrity with his fist. It's well made!! ]

Should I kick this in so we can get the show on the road already, or are you gonna come out and face me like a man?

Lights, cameras, action!!!!

[catsgothistongue]

[Ranma paid extra to get some strong materials for his house. Back home, the walls or ceilings always end up getting a new hole made in them. If those guys ever show up, he wants something that won't immediately be reduced to rubble and debris.]

That depends!

[Gojo'll hear the pigtailed teen's voice calling from above, laidback with nary a care in the world. Hanging with his feet holding onto the steel gutter around the roof, an upside down martial artist popped out like a spider monkey.]

You wanna do this in the dojo, or here outside? Cause tell ya' the truth, would rather not have to kick anyone's sorry rear through my new walls when I just moved in.

[unliminal]

[ Oh, the trash talking actually earns him a sharp chuckle. It's not unlike the sort of thing he'd hear from some of his students — Maki in particular comes to mind — but it's rarely directed at him, because they all know better.

This kid doesn't know better, but he will.

Nonchalant, Gojo tucks both hands in his pockets, looking up at Ranma with a wicked grin on his face. ]

If we do it inside, you're nice, new pad won't be standing when we're done. Out here suits me just fine.

[ Beckoning the teen forward: ]

Alright, let's get this over with.

[catsgothistongue]

[That's adorable. Thinking that him trash-talking a strong opponent is exclusive to Gojo. Even if he knew the full extent of Gojo's capabilities, he wouldn't keep any rejoinders from him. If anything, he'd double down on the trash-talking and disrespect.

Oh ho! Someone's confident. The martial artist hopes the older man can actually back up his swagger with his fighting. Stretching his arms, cracking his knuckles, and popping his neck, Ranma returned a grin that matched the same degree of confidence as the self-proclaimed strongest.]

Try to make this a lil' entertaining, 'kay?

[Anyone around watching that couldn't keep track would swear they watched Ranma blipped out of existence. The martial artist in red kicked off the ground at breakneck speeds towards where Gojo stood, arms raised and aimed to deliver a flurry of rapid-fire strikes at the man. Simply done to gauge just how far he needs to go out in this match.]