tenth lesson [voice]

[jusenkyoed]

[After yesterday, Ranma made a decision to give in. There wasn't much time to hear about the stuff with the milk, but there was something he could do in the end. After what happened yesterday, he needed to atone for that. There was no reason for him turning into what he did, and the least he could do was make himself useful. And drink the milk

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[tsuntiger]

[Taiga might think that Ranma is a complete and utter jerkass, but... this phonecall is unsettling.]

O-oi, don't... don't be stupid. You aren't gonna d-die.

[jusenkyoed]

[And he seriously would, in a jerkass tone, say "Wouldn't you be happy about that?" if he wasn't so sure about it.]

...feels like I am. [He pauses, trying to hold his stomach's contents in.] Least I ain't bleedin' yet...

[tsuntiger]

Y-yet? [Yeah, she can tell he's hurting...]

Why'd you do it?

[jusenkyoed]

...new mom's already died once. [He's trying not to mind that too much, since she seems to be smarter than she seems.] I tried not drinkin' it, that didn't work out either.

[paintme_crimson]

Welcome to the real world.

[jusenkyoed]

Yeah. Where... ugh, milk kills us.

[paintme_crimson]

It's prolly not that bad. Try lung cancer. Lung cancer's a bitch.

[jusenkyoed]

...how the hell did ya wind up with lung cancer?

[timessionaire]

[after that scuffle (and having killed him) yesterday, it'll be completely understandable for Suzuha to be a little wary when she spots Ranma at the phone, when she begins to head down to the hall.]

[Without Ranma noticing her, she'll shuffle quickly to the side, and listens in to what he's saying over the phone.]

["I'm not feelin' too hot right now. I'm... ugh... probably not gonna make it. Thing is... I'm gonna fight it. I know my body better than anyone else does, and I ain't gonna die that easy."]

[Perhaps, as respect for he who is to die soon, she'll let him finish talking on the phone before she reveals herself, and continues her way down the hallway, still wary, but not aggressive in any manner.]

It's the milk, isn't it?

[jusenkyoed]

[He jolts at the voice, turning to see Suzuha in the hallway. Man, this felt weird. Staring at the person who killed him, even though he wasn't acting like himself. Though he had to remain calm. He wasn't going to hurt her this time around, and there was no reason to be too apprehensive.]

Yeah. I drank it this mornin'. [He groggily slumps against a wall, setting the receiver back on the base.] S'makin' me sick.

[timessionaire]

You did?!

[Well, having drank it before herself, she wasn't exactly going to wish the same fate upon others. Though she's actually somewhat apprehensive about the whole situation. Blades in milk, then now, poison?!]

[She'll go up to him, almost expecting him to suddenly attack her again, to hold on to him and support him, and lead him to the couch] Come on, you should sit down.

[jusenkyoed]

No, that's alright-- [But despite that, he goes with her so he could sit down. It was the best thing to do, he felt like he really did need to rest. He didn't want to fall asleep, but just... stay down for a second.]

L...Look, I'm sorry about the past few days, I know it ain't the best introduction to this place...

[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

No one should have to die. [but he says it softly, knowing it doesn't change anything]

[jusenkyoed]

I know. Problem is... they don't care.

[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

To them, it's a game.

[jusenkyoed]

Yeah. [He pauses.] Not lookin' good right now, but I don't lose.