It was a humble straw dummy, made entirely for the process of martial arts training. A pigtail had been attached to the back of its head, and in front of it stood a girl breathing heavily and staring at it with fierce determination.
Suddenly hell rained upon it, in the form of jabs, roundhouse kicks, elbows, hook kicks, uppercuts, knees and open palm strikes. That was only the first second. Akane Tendo was a whirlwind of focused pain, and a stark reminder that though she is leagues below the other martial artists she knows, she's still a tremendous martial artist by most other standards. The dummy lasted a minute before it fell apart but only because of tremendous craftsmanship. Under this many blows it should surely have fallen apart in much less time.
But the devastation inflicted upon the dummy in that minute was naught compared to the other assaults Akane was making during that timeframe. For as she unleashed blow after blow she was also talking.
"Ranma! You are such a perverted womaniser! Every girl you meet just has to fall under your spell, don't they? You just have to be such a great big cocky showoff!"
The doll expoded into straw, and Akane stood for a moment breathing heavily from exhertion. "And I'm the only one that sees any of that," she whispered. Looking down she saw the pigtail lying in the straw. She bent over and picked it up, cradling it in her arms. "But then, sometimes you're so kind and charming and handsome that I forget what you're like the rest of the time."
But it was too little too late. The damage had been done, and would not be so easy to undo...
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