[Ranma opens her mouth, closing it as the kettle near by begins whistling and blowing steam from the spout. The grabs hold the handle, lifts, and pours the boiling water over herself like it's an everyday occurrence. In the span of a second, Ranma grew back to the average-heighted raven-haired boy Gohan had called his master.]
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Mhm. That should be good enough, right?
[Ranma opens her mouth, closing it as the kettle near by begins whistling and blowing steam from the spout. The grabs hold the handle, lifts, and pours the boiling water over herself like it's an everyday occurrence. In the span of a second, Ranma grew back to the average-heighted raven-haired boy Gohan had called his master.]
Where do we begin?