[Open] Morning Training! - February 16th

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Characters: Everyone!

Location: Training Grounds, Shibusen

Rating: PG-13 for violence

Time: 5am to 10am

Description: Every morning in the city, Morning Training takes place to prepare the guests of the city for the war. It's handwaved most days, but approximately once a month this gets played out in a log. This log takes place on February 16th.


FAQ: Questions answered by Maito Gai
Breakfast: Run by Cinderella, Katakura Kojurou, Saya Tagaki, Yugo
Batch One: Beginners under the age of 15. Run by Prussia, Auron, Steve Rogers
Batch Two: Adult beginners. Run by Kaoru Kamiya, Maito Gai, Tifa Lockhart
Batch Three: Intermediate fighters. Overseen by Hyuuga Neji and Ling Yao. Please see list of random sparrers.
Batch Four: Experienced fighters, for sparring with each other. Overseen by Haruka.
Weapon Transformation: How to find your form. Run by Yuuri, Ishida Mitsunari, Spirit.
Soul Perception: If someone doesn’t know by now. Run by Luna Lovegood, Azusa
Partner Training: How to work together as partners. Run by Tassadar; Maka and Soul; Shizuo and Motochika; Eve.
Weapons Handling Training: Run by Genesis Rhapsodes, Tenten.
Shooting Range: How to Shoot. Run by Grit, Leon, Naoto.
Meister Ability Helpers: How to find it out. Run by Death the Kid, Edgeworth.
Finding a Partner: Run into others looking for partners and see if you can work together! Run by Sasame.
Fighting Witches: Speak to an actual Witch and learn some of what you're facing. Run by Cybele.
Medics (And First Aid Training): Training run by Naomi Kimishima, also a place for medics to gather and talk. (First Aid Training may need to be handwaved, player is on hiatus.)
Audience: For people to just gather and talk.
Watch: For Watch people (and prospective new members) to gather and talk.

For training via sparring:
Katakura Koujurou
Uchiha Itachi
Hyuuga Neji
Chosokabe Motochika
Steve Rogers
Maito Gai
(Various NPCs available upon request)
Partner vs Partner sparring is also good!

Feel free to start your own threads in the official groupings as well as elsewhere!



Breakfast
Lau [Open]
Clare [Open]
Loki [Open]
Yami Bakura [Open]
Bakura [Open]
Stan [Open]
Dylan [Open]
Yuuichi [Open]
Saya [Open]
Sheena [Open]
Taiyou [Open]
Duo [Open]
Luna [Open]
Utena [Open]
Nagi [Open]

Batch One
Taiyou [Open]
Utena [Open]

Batch Two
Clare [Open]
Yami Bakura [Open]

Batch Three
Sapphire [Open]
Sophie [Open]
Hinata [Open]
Sheena [Open]

Batch Four
Amateresu [Open]
Raidou [Open]

Weapon Transformation
Clare [Open]
Shindou [Open]
Yuuichi [Open]
Lee [Open]
Kariya [Open]

Soul Perception
Naruto [Open]
Stein [Open]
Stan [Open]

Partnership Training
Haruka and Cinderella [Unknown]

Weapons Handling Training
Taiyou [Open]

Shooting Range
Bakura [Open]
Yoichi [Open]
Aion [Open]
Saya [Open]
Re-l [Open]


Meister Ability Helpers
Gamzee [Open]
Loki [Open]
Sophie [Open]
Yugo [Open]
Touma [Open]
Demona [Open]
Chika [Open]
Misa [Open]
Raphael [Open]
X [Open]
Mitsuba [Open]

Finding a Parther
Clare - Weapon [Open]
Sapphire - Meister [Open]
Bakura - Weapon [Open]
Amateresu - Meister [Open]
Yami Bakura - Meister [Open]
Leo - Meister [Open]
Takasugi - Weapon [Open]
Hades - Weapon [Open]
Ryoki - Weapon [Open]
Demona - Meister [Open]
Chika - Meister [Open]
Steve Rogers - Meister [Open]
Nagi - Meister [Open]

Medics and First Aid Training
Yuuichi [Open]
Clovis [Open]
Taiyou [Open]

Audience
Yuuri [Open]
Stan [Open]
Leo [Open]
Rokudo [Open]
Ryoki [Open]
Duo [Open]
Nagi [Open]

Watch
Sasame [Open]
Duke Pantarei [Open]
Roy [Open]
Aion [Open]
Stripp [Open]
Re-l [Open]
Jules [Open]

Other
Gai [Open]
Clare [Open]
Chrono [Open]
Kenshin [Open]
Mithos [Open]
Auron [Open]
Kratos [Open]
Stein [Open]
Takasugi [Open]
Rokudo [Closed]
Dylan [Open]
Hades [Open]
Keroro [Open]
Naoto [Open]
Duke [Open]
Allen [Open]
Demona [Open]
Sendo [Open]
Bumblebee [Open]
Saya [Open]
Tenma [Open]
Chika [Open]
Kanji [Open]
Yugo [Open]
Jules [Open]
Ed Elric [Open]
Hitsugaya [Open]
Lee [Open]
Raidou [Open]
Kaoru [Open]

Comments

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[pmsgargoyle]

[She sill has reservations regarding fighting in front of so many people, but no reservations about flying. She glides through the winds for a while and finally lands on a tree, where she takes a deep breathe.

Sun on her back, how she loved that feeling]

[dissenter]

[demona's not the only one with reservations about fighting, and apparently not the only one with a good eye for trees. earlier, qilby had excused himself to take a break he didn't really need, from training he didn't really need, and chose a particularly solitary-looking trunk to sit against.

he's deep in thought about many things -- par for the course, where he's concerned -- when a rustle above heralds the descent of a modest shower of leaves on the top of his head. or, well, the top of his hat, mostly. he plucks free the few that'd got stuck in his long hair and looks up. it's hard to see just exactly who it is through the foliage, but qilby knows of few people who're both blue and capable of getting up in trees just like that.]

Oh-- good morning, Demona. [pleasant, polite, smiling as usual! he holds up the leaves.] Might these be yours?

[pmsgargoyle]

[The gargoyle looks down and moves just so he can see her. She offers him a polite smile in return, as her tail moves to reach for the leaves, simply to clean them off him]

Good morning, Qilby. Forgive me, I did not see you when I landed.

Training as well?

[dissenter]

[from the way he reacts -- or doesn't react -- you'd think being tidied up by a winged, tailed gargoyle lady sitting in a tree is something that happens to him all the time. no big deal, just another day in the life of, etc.

that coaxes a laugh out of him.] That's a strong word for it, but yes. Essentially. [a wince.] I could use it, no doubt about that.

You, though -- you hardly seem like you need the practice. [if it's possible to look both tired and keen at once, qilby can manage it.] Are you always so diligent, and so early in the morning?

[pmsgargoyle]

Everyone needs practice, so they won't turn slow and useless with time. [The gargoyle jumps from her place on the tree, down to the ground.]

Gargoyles are night creatures, so early morning, for me isn't all that early, but rather late. [She leans against the tree]

[dissenter]

True. Once you reach a certain age, though, it becomes nearly impossible to keep all the rust from forming... [he shrugs one shoulder helplessly. clearly implied is that this certain age is likely his own.

qilby pushes himself up on his feet; an idea's clearly occurred to him. good lord, his tone is almost animated.] You're not especially tired then, are you? Sleepy? [his smile tugs at one corner of his mouth.] Would you be up for a little exercise?

[pmsgargoyle]

I am not. [Demona smirks a little, perhaps amused at his suggestions]

I'm always up for a little exercise. Do you have anything special in mind?

[dissenter]

Nothing special to you, I'm sure. [surprise, he says that truthfully.] Just some friendly sparring -- I could learn a thing or two from you, undoubtedly.

Er, just... [his smile falters a bit, and he glances down.] If you wouldn't mind not using your claws. I'm rather fond of these clothes the way they are.

[pmsgargoyle]

[Oho? Demona chuckles softly]

I will accept. No claws. No teeth. [because she also has those and they do a lot of damage] However, I must warn you, I tend to take things rather... seriously. Do say when you believe I'm going too hard on you.

[dissenter]

There'd be little to gain from it if it wasn't at least a little challenging. [he waves his hand dismissively.] Don't worry about me. I'm tougher than I look.

[not that he really displayed that during their last meeting. it'd be more accurate to say he hopes he's still tougher than he looks; it'd been ten thousand years since his last real fight, a fact he's all too painfully conscious of. but while qilby now has neither portals nor eliacube to rely on, he still has his experience, his intellect. his experience tells him his "friendly" opponent is aggressive in battle, likely the type to fight letting their emotions rule them. and his intellect has... almost never failed him, against foes like that.

he stretches, several joints popping audibly, before backing up and dipping a short bow.] Shall we, then?

[pmsgargoyle]

[Demona nodded. They could fight but not in front of everyone; she would rather take this somewhere more private. The female headed away from the rest of the group, stopping only when sounds could be heard, but the others couldn't be seen.

The gargoyle kept some distance and turned to her opponent after while her wings spread out and her tail moved softly.] Shall we begin?

[dissenter]

[after he'd worked himself up and everything, too. funny, he didn't consider demona the shy sort -- but then again, his judgment's been wrong in the past and he knew very little about her yet.

aah, well, that's precisely what the exercise is about, isn't it? getting to know someone better, their strengths, their weaknesses. something he's wont to do with anyone who's proved they physically outclass him.

while the gargoyle cuts an impressive figure, wings spread and all, qilby in his age and injuries and tattered sleeves makes no such displays. he'd always taken great pains to make himself look quite the opposite of impressive, in fact, though to the watchful eye some hints indicating otherwise are discernible: solid, grounded footing; an alert, analytical gaze; an air of ages-old experience. if anything he has is able to hold up to superior strength, speed, and stamina is a question soon to be answered.]

By your leave. [qilby flashes a quick, cursory smile. he braces himself.] The first strike is yours, if you'll take it.

[pmsgargoyle]

[not shy. She simply doesn't wish to make her abilities too obvious. After all, she'd need the element of surprise later on. Allowing just a handful of people to see a little of what she could do, she'd still be safe when, later on, she betrayed them to the witches]

First mistake, my dear Qilby. Never let your opponent have the first strike, even if it's your best friend.

[Demona's muscles tense, and her eyes turn red, glowing. A growl grows from the back of her throat and the moment she flings herself towards Qilby, the growl has turned into an animalistic roar. The gargoyle only gives few quick steps, because she soon dives towards the floor to continue her run on all fours and try to attack Qibly from below.

She couldn't use her claws, sure. But she would use her wings as a shield to hit him]

[draculabackwards]

*Was...that a gargoyle? And a live one, instead of the flying skeletons he usually saw in Castlevania.*

[pmsgargoyle]

[Demona sits on a branch and stays there. She hates to be on the ground, so she prefers to stay on the tree while she watches the morning training.

Alucard is welcome to come talk to her]

[draculabackwards]

Do you fly or do you glide? *Alucard looks human and yet...he does have yellow eyes like a bird of prey, or a wolf.*

[pmsgargoyle]

[she directs her attention to him]

Glide. Our body is too dense to allow us to actually fly.

[draculabackwards]

*He nods. The gargoyle, if that's indeed what she is, has an interesting scent.*

Still, it is something not very many can do. One is a little envious.

[pmsgargoyle]

It's a good advantage. [he smirks a little. Alucard too, he smells different, but Demona doesn't pay much attention to it]

I'm Demona.

[draculabackwards]

My name is Alucard. One has not had the pleasure of meeting a lady such as yourself before.

[pmsgargoyle]

Such politeness. How quaint. [she smiles. Oh, pleasantries.]

I suppose there is a first time for everything. [the female decides to leave the tree, jumping towards the ground and using her wings to soften her landing]

[draculabackwards]

I have had a lot of people teach me proper decorum. It seems quite different now in the future.

[pmsgargoyle]

Yes, it is. People hardly remember what politeness means.

[draculabackwards]

A bit disheartening to see. I suppose a lot of things change in more than 200 years.

[pmsgargoyle]

After so long, one grows used to it. [not that Demona ever felt much respect from humans in general]