Zelgadis was not happy, at all. Not that this was any change, but the events of the past few hours had given him more to angst about than usual. Nightshift had been dreadful: first he was attacked by a small green man and then covered in leeches, neither of which lead to warm fuzzy feelings
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"Oh! A town would be far less confined, it's true!" He exclaimed, stating the obvious as though it had just dawned on him. This WAS a golden opportunity for escape! He could fight his way through the orderlies and return to his DARLING Shampoo. "And there is no way they could stop all of us!"
"Aiya, Mousse!" She would greet him, tears of joy in her eyes. "Where you been? Shampoo been so worried!"
"It's alright, my love. I'm back."
"Mousse! You hurt!"
"It's a scratch, dear. Nothing your love won't fix..." And he would hold her in his arms and they would lean in and then... "Eh heh heh heh heh..." That Mousse was aware his ( ... )
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He still had that pipe and the pens...
But would an attack now really be the best course of action? It limited the mobility of the staff and the speed of reinforcements, but at the same time, it limited where he could do as well and he was handicapped.
Damn it all.
But he had to get back to Shampoo! Even if time was stopped, even if she wasn't really about to get married to Ranma, even if she was happier with him gone, he had to! He clenched his left hand into a fist.
"I must get back to Shampoo. I can't stay here either."
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Besides that...
Hey! Since when did this guy wear glasses?
They looked kind of goofy, so they couldn't be a mere fashion accessory, she thought. Why put them on now?
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