[The shapple struggled to get off, even biting onto Ranma's sleeve to keep the telekinesis from pulling it completely off. Unfortunately, telepathy beats fabric. That sleeve gets completely torn off, hanging from the shapple's mouth that now hanged in the air. It snorted indignantly at Kaveh, looking clearly betrayed. It thought you were cool Kaveh!
Ranma bounced up, covered in a large number of bite marks all over his face, arms and torso with his shirt looking like it was just put through a paper shredder. Other than small trickle of blood budding from the teeth markings that did break skin, there wasn't anything serious.]
Jerk. Ruined a perfectly good shirt... [Because it wasn't like antagonizing a shapple he already pissed off substantially was a terrible idea. The martial artist sighed, walked over to yank his sleeve out of the shapple's mouth, and looked at the blonde man.] I'm fine.
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Ranma bounced up, covered in a large number of bite marks all over his face, arms and torso with his shirt looking like it was just put through a paper shredder. Other than small trickle of blood budding from the teeth markings that did break skin, there wasn't anything serious.]
Jerk. Ruined a perfectly good shirt... [Because it wasn't like antagonizing a shapple he already pissed off substantially was a terrible idea. The martial artist sighed, walked over to yank his sleeve out of the shapple's mouth, and looked at the blonde man.] I'm fine.