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As Cologne and her great-granddaughter staked out the 'newest' mover and shaker to the Nerima area, their rooms and belongings were being ransacked by a rather familiar figure to the restaurant; Mousse. Thoroughly and carefully, the near-blind Amazon male tore apart his countrywomen's assorted property. Despite what many of the locals would have assumed, Mousse was not looking for some sort of token or keepsake of Shampoo's to perv over, and/or some sort of Amazon trick to win her heart. Instead, the Hidden Weapons master was looking for anything and everything that would help him in what he was going to do before the sun came up. He found plenty of cash(which was good), pawn able jewelry(also good), but couldn't find what he was really looking for; the Mummy's magical cache. If his little plan was to have any success at all, then he had to take her magical supply for himself, or at least deny it to Cologne. The things that shriveled bitch had up her over-sized sleeves…

Kicking aside the Mummy's last bag to be found in the upper areas of the café, Mousse huffed and headed to the one part of the building completely forbidden to him. A picked lock and 3 disabled traps later, Mousse stood in front of what would have just been a storage room in a normal restaurant, but here, served as Cologne's Vault(1). This part, he knew, was going to hurt. Taking a deep breathe, Mousse drew out his gloves and wires and sliced open the Vault door. As the wooden door was cleaved into pieces, every defensive ward, charm, and rune Cologne knew lit up on its remains. An energy that only resembled electricity crawled up the wires and jolted Mousse mercilessly. Shaking violently, the male Amazon mentally cursed every magic-crafter that had ever visited his village for the full 17 seconds it took for him to let go of his wires and get free of the torn up Vault's counter-attack. Ridding out the spasms on the floor, Mousse swore on his skill as a Hidden Weapons master to steal every damn thing in that room for this.

Finally managing to get to feet, Mousse began staggering into the Vault. Passing through the doorway, the near-sighted Amazon's eyes bugged out as his blurred sight took in the over-stuffed shelves. 'Holy Hells! Who knew the Mummy had this many magical items!' Leaning forward, Mousse studied the nearest items. Happily, each item had a little slip of paper with the item's name in Chinese script in front of it. Smiling evilly, Mousse reached into his sleeve and produced a burlap sack. "He he he, let's see that shriveled bitch find me without her precious magic trinkets." Cackling, Mousse began packing the items away, attaching the labels to the items. Quickly though, he really REALLY didn't want to be here when the Mummy got back.

Ranma Saotome Doesn't Miyah!, Chapter 9