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*Fate breezes into the bar as breezily as a smug being like Fate can breeze. Which is to say that he blows through the door in the form of an unusually cold gust of wind before solidifying into a seated figure at the bar, not that he enters cheerily and casually. After all, that is much harder.*

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Rather than attempting to come up with an excuse Ranma side-steps.

"I don't believe in coincidence anymore.." he replies, avoiding Ryoga's gaze and fighting the urge to cross his arms as well. He glances instead at the stranger, wondering just how much the man knows about him - about them both. He's beginning to suspect more and more, that he knows a great deal.