Satisfied with her run, Ranma took a nice, relaxing shower, washing herself with long lasting shampoo without a second thought.
She wrapped herself with a towel, covering her chest, before approaching the mirror. Hm. She was certainly clean, but now she needed to make sure she looked good. After all, when you were blessed with looks like hers, it'd be a crime not to show them off.
After drying her hair, she returned to her room and combed through her clothes. She needed something that spoke to the kind of person she was. Something that screamed "drop-dead girl who could drop kick you". Something that encapsulated Ranma.
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