Morning Training [OPEN]

[spandexisyouth]

Characters: Everyone!
Location: Training Grounds, Shibusen
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Time: 6am to 9am
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 March 4th.

Official Areas:

FAQ: Questions answered by Maito Gai
Breakfast:Run by Saya Tagaki, Yugo
Batch One: Beginners under the age of 15. Run by Auron, Steve Rogers, Deryn
Batch Two: Adult beginners. Run by Maito Gai, Tifa Lockhart, Cloud
Batch Three Intermediate fighters. Overseen by Hyuuga Neji. Please see list of random sparrers.
Batch Four: Experienced fighters, for sparring with each other. Overseen by Kratos and Maes Hughes.
Weapon Transformation: How to find your form. Run by Yuuri.
Partner Training: How to work together as partners. Run by Tassadar; Soul; Eve; Crona and Ragnarok
Weapons Handling Training: Run by Genesis Rhapsodos, Tenten, Kerrigan
Shooting Range: How to Shoot. Run by Leon, Naoto.
Meister Ability Helpers, merged with Soul Perception: How to find it out. Run by Death the Kid, Edgeworth, Azusa. (DtK will be the one doing Perception.)
Finding a Partner: For unpartnered Meisters and Weapons to mingle and find each other. Overseen by Sasame.
First Aid Training: run by Kira Izuru.
Medics: A place for the medics to get to know each other and mingle.
Watch: For Watch people (and prospective new members) to gather, talk, and train.
Hug Brigade: Come get hugs! Run by Maes Hughes, Maito Gai, Tenma
How To Be Cool: Taught by Date Masamune, officially labeled the 'Putting Your Guns On' area.

For training via sparring:
Maes Hughes
Hyuuga Neji
Steve Rogers
Crona
Maito Gai
(Various NPCs available upon request)
Partner vs Partner sparring is also good!

Feel free to make your own threads!



Breakfast
Stripperella [Open]
Jun [Open]
Domon [Open]
Inukashi [Open]
Sendo [Open]
Pascal [Open]


Batch One
Dawn [Open]
Jun [Open]

Batch Four
Ms. Fortune [Open]
Domon [Open]
Raidou [Open]
Alucard [Open]
Samus [Open]

Weapon Transformation
Clare [Open]

Weapons Handling
Saya [Open]
Yugo [Open]

Shooting Range
Re-L [Open]

Soul Perception/Meister Ability
Dawn [Open]
Six [Open]

Finding a Partner
Dawn - Meister [Open]
Londo - Weapon [Open]
Six - Meister [Open]
Bakura - Weapon [Open]
Demona - Meister [Open]
Stripperella - Meister [Open]
Temeraire - Weapon [Open]
Jun - Meister [Open]
Domon - Meister [Open]
Neji - Meister [Open]
Kei - Weapon [Open]
Yami Bakura - Meister [Open]
Yugo - Meister [Open]
Duo - Weapon [Open]
Re-L - Meister [Open]
Auron - Meister [Open]
Clare - Weapon [Open]
Amateresu - Meister [Open]
Samus - Weapon [Open]

First Aid
Bakura [Open]
Teresa [Open]

Medics
Amateresu [Open]

Watch
Temeraire [Open]
Stripperella [Open]
Neji [Open]
Re-l [Open]
Gai [Open]
Genesis [Open]
Kerrigan [Open]

Hug Brigade
Stripperella [Open]
Bayonetta [Open]
Taiyou [Open]

Other
Naoto [Open]
Gai [Open]
Saya [Open]
Demona [Open]
Stripperella [Open]
Kanji [Open]
Duo [Open]
Aion [Open]
Auron [Open]
Raidou [Open]
Thor [Open]
Ms. Fortune [Open]
Loki [Open]
Amateresu [Open]
Clare [Semi-open]
Willa [Open]
Lili [Open]
Merrill [Open]
Hinata [Open]
Obito [Open]
Tifa, Cloud, Kanji [Closed]
Hitsugaya [Open]
Ed Elric [Open]
Hiccup [Open]

Comments

[Open]

[topgun_textiles]

Kanji watched as a message on his mirror blinked once again, his messages from the prior evening bouncing back. Another friend had been sent home, her communicator collected and archived with the others.

Just like Souji's. Yosuke's. Ling's. Megumi's. Now, it was Cinderella.

But she didn't belong here, he thought to reassure himself. She had no place being subjected to the demons, the witches, and everything else this war brought along with it. He was relieved when Nanako was sent home, wasn't he? ...Of course he was.

Nanako was home safe. And Cinderella? She was back home, marrying the shit out of that prince and having the best damn happily ever after ever in that big, lavish castle... as she should, damn it! She was back in her story!

Kanji hadn't realized he wasn't even looking at his communicator anymore, and that he'd punched the poor tree he'd been standing near, fist lingering against the trunk as that sting of pain in his knuckles brought him back to reality. God damn it, he missed his friends. He was so sick of them disappearing. They were all safe, but... was he selfish for feeling a little bummed?

He lowered his fist and sighed, brushing the bark off his hand before tucking the mirror away in his pocket. At the very least, he had to swing by Cinderella's apartment and see if any notes were left behind, anything at all... but until then, he was here in the park. Kanji couldn't let himself fall behind on his own training, not with two solid mission victories in a row!

At the very least, it'd get his mind off of things.

[nofarplaneyet]

You're going to break your knuckles on that tree. *Says Auron helpfully as he strolls on over*

[topgun_textiles]

[He checked his hand, shook it off, wiggled it for emphasis.]

Looks fine t'me.

[You should'a been there when he was punching a brick wall to keep from hurting someone during that Black Blood incident, Auron. It was a real scream.]

Back to the partner search, huh? [Ugh, it seemed like everybody'd lost somebody lately. He wasn't the best at comfort, but... he couldn't say nothing, right?]

[nofarplaneyet]

Until your fingers fall off.

*Okay, that would have REALLY hurt.*

Yeah, seems like. *sigh* It took a long time to find Koujurou and now it seems like I start all over. *Auron always seems vaguely sad about something and now it's more pronounced.*

[topgun_textiles]

[Wow. Dark, Auron. He jammed his hands in his pockets quickly.]

[He looked away. Where would he be if Tifa were to be sent home?]

Got anybody in mind?

[nofarplaneyet]

No, which is why this will be a long period of trial and error, I think. Be thankful for your partner while she's here.

If I don't find anyone, might have to move out of the building. So if you want to steal my food, you'll be out of luck. *He forgot how much someone that age could eat.*

[donttelldaddy]

Lili was another victim of the sudden wave of disappearances that had rocked so many of Death City's remaining guests. She had been there for a while, so people leaving wasn't exactly new to her, but this last time had been worse than any of the others. She didn't even want to be at training. She was forcing herself to go, because she knew she would only feel worse if she let her energy get pent up.

Or even worse, she'd use it for something stupid and get herself arrested.

When Lili arrived at the training grounds, though, she didn't feel like doing anything, so she was sitting on the sidelines, watching.

"There's punching bags for that over there, love."

[topgun_textiles]

"Hand slipped," was his simple, admittedly pretty weak explanation. He was looking over his knuckles now to check the damage. He'd skinned it pretty good, but it was nothing to rush to the clinic for. He'd punched far tougher material.

But as Kanji looked up, he recalled the entry she'd made not too long ago. They were in the same boat, weren't they?

"Uh... sup? You okay?"

[donttelldaddy]

It didn't take much skill to see through that lie, but she didn't mention it.

"I'm fine," she replied, already pretty certain that he was talking about her embarrassing herself on the network a couple of days before. She really was doing better than she was then, even if she was torn up about it. Ryoki was staying at her place, for now, and that helped, but it would be a while before she got over it. Coming to training was a risk, if she was being honest, Lili wasn't entirely sure she was well enough to function. She sure didn't feel like doing any training.

[topgun_textiles]

Kanji's eyes narrowed a bit at that. Some people jumped back faster than others, and he wasn't about to ball up in a corner and cry about people being sent home, but...

"S'okay if you're not, y'know." Spoken gruffly, accompanied by a stiff shrug. As hypocritical as it was, he would much rather hear out a friend than bitch about his own problems. Cinderella was a good friend and yeah, he missed her, but this Leo guy sounded important. Really important.

[donttelldaddy]

Lili was a far cry from okay, but that didn't mean she wanted to talk about it. She had done nothing but talk about it since she found out, and frankly, she was done spilling all her feelings out on every person who asked. A girl's got to keep some things to herself.

"I know that, but are you sure you're not the one who needs some help, Kanji? You're the one punching trees."

[Action Hybrid cause I'm a Minato]

[socialbutterfly]

Minato was watching. He reveals himself and glances down at the pocket where Kanji's mirror is kept.

"You learn to stop looking." He offers plainly.

It's-a you! Minato! (Whatever you want's fine, I'll just follow suit.)

[topgun_textiles]

Normally, he'd be surprised to see Minato just pop up out of nowhere like that, but with time and his current mood he just came to accept it.

"Lotta people leave somethin' behind. You sayin' I can't look?" Might be a little late to do so, but the poker face was back on as he straightened up.

You do not know how long I agonised over this response.

[socialbutterfly]

A closed book, Minato just shrugs.

pfff.

[topgun_textiles]

And that just irritated him further. "We had stuff to do, a'right!? And I'm gonna finish it, damn it!"

[kill_some_time]

Hades had approached silently, his face drawing more and more into a creepy, wide smile as Kanji's inner unrest became more obvious. The mirror amused him, just as the tree-punching.

Looming like a shadow behind him, the dark god drawled "Emotions are tiresome things, are they not?"

[topgun_textiles]

Kanji bristled, that tone doing nothing but setting off alarm bells. How he let this guy sneak up on him, he'll never know.

"Better than not feelin' jack shit at all. Mind yer own damn business."

[kill_some_time]

"Hmph. Is it really? You mortals cling to them like flies to a rotting fruit, drowning yourself in it's sweet fragrance until it is too late and it has either rotten or is gone just to mourn that loss pointlessly time and time over again. And yet you insist that it is 'superior' to feel."

His tone was condescending, but still amused, hinting that the outcome of this discussion wouldn't matter to him either way it took.

[topgun_textiles]

"'s called 'life'." He looked back.

"Y'take the good with the bad. I get mad, I get sad... sometimes, I even get scared. But if feelin' all that means I can also be happy, feel pumped up about shit, I'll take it." From anyone else, there would be a huge speech of friendship and love, but... well, Kanji wasn't going to be the source of that. Not with his colorful vocabulary.

[bookpapers]

The sound of his fist hitting bark attracts Lavi's attention, and the Bookman Junior accordingly swings around to look at Kanji. He's no stranger to needing to vent out frustration, though he usually does it by yanking on Bookman's hair. Besides, it's Kanji's appearance that convinces Lavi to stroll on over, interested in spite of himself.

"Having a bad day?"

[topgun_textiles]

Kanji didn't answer that, tucking his hands into his pockets while he didn't so much as turn to face this guy. Unwelcoming? Completely. But that was Kanji for you.

"Whadda you want?"

I'm sorry this is late...you can ignore it if you want to. ;n;

[starfruitfrog]

Keroro would have told Kanji that it wasn't selfish at all. It was only normal to miss the people you'd come to care for. But for now he'll just walk up to Kanji and hold out a handful of band-aids instead.

Don't be silly.

[topgun_textiles]

It was the footsteps he heard first, and he pulled his mind away from the thoughts churning away in his head. He at first looked around to see who was approaching; one disadvantage of being tall was that your field of vision sort of narrowed at the most inopportune of times.

But when he looked down, saw the Keronian, he immediately went pink. Even when he was feeling a little down, he couldn't get over how freakin' cute they were. He hunkered down and accepted the bandages.

"...Thanks, man," he said quietly, and examined his knuckles again. He'd broken the skin a little, and might need a couple of these.

"How's the shop?" He was genuinely curious.

;u;

[starfruitfrog]

"You're welcome, Kanji-dono. You should wash your knuckles before putting those on though, de arimasu."

Keroro, for the most part, wasn't really sure what to say. It must have been something bad, right? To make someone punch a tree...But if Kanji doesn't say anything about it, he wouldn't either.

"It's doing pretty well, de arimasu. Ah, and those Featherman things you wanted...they've come in, de arimasu."

[topgun_textiles]

Perfect timing- Kanji was about to just slap them on and hope for the best, despite what first-aid lessons an old friend had given him. His face stung when Keroro spoke up, and he instead pocketed the bandages.

"I-I was gonna!" He insisted stubbornly.

Kanji wasn't sure if he should dwell on it too much longer. Though it upset him to some degree that a good group of his friends had disappeared all in the same week, he had to remember one of the times Yosuke had arrived here... the one that hadn't exactly come back from a mission in one piece. His stomach twisted in an uncomfortable knot, but with a deep breath, he pushed that aside. He'd done what he could. His friends - every other one that was gone now - were fine. He just... couldn't see them anymore. If they didn't come back, he hoped they'd live up to all the things they'd said.

Best not to drag someone else into it. He had to be a man to face it on his own.

But the mention of Featherman had a brow lifted. "Wait. Seriously? How the hell'd you get a hold of 'em?"