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Will the real Morning Training please stand up?

Morning Training happens every day in the city, and most days get handwaved. This training log happens January 30th.

FAQ: For any character confusion or questions. Answered enthusiastically by Maito Gai.
Breakfast: Provided by the combined efforts of Cinderella, Katakura Kojuro, Saya Tagaki.
Batch 1: Beginners under the age of fifteen. Taught by Prussia, Fakir, Auron, Steve Rogers.
Batch 2: Adult beginners. Under Saber, Kaoru Kamiya, Lightning Farron, Maito Gai, Tifa Lockhart.
Batch 3: Intermediate fighters, for sparring with each other. Overseen by Hyuuga Neji and Ling Yao. Please see list of random sparrers.
Batch 4: Experienced fighters, for sparring with each other. Overseen by Selendis. Please see list of random sparrers.
Weapon transformation: How to Change into Your Weapon Form. Yuuri, Ishida Mitsunari, Spirit.
Soul Perception: If you still don’t know by now-- Any of the Soul Perception people. Luna Lovegood, Azusa.
Partner training: How to Work Together as Partners. ~~Tassadar and Nataku.~~ Maka and Soul. Shizuo and Motochika. Eve.
Weapons handling training: Genesis, Tenten.
Shooting range: How to shoot things 101. Grit, Vash the Stampede, Leon. Fuu Hououji (for Archery).
Meister Ability helpers: Edgeworth, Death the Kid, Ryuuji.
Medics (and First Aid Training, lead by Naomi Kimishima): All the medical people.
Audience: Because some people just want to watch.
Watch: An area closed off to the Watch members who need any sort of special training.

For training via sparring, batches 3 and 4:
Kojurou
Saber
Itachi Uchiha
Hyuuga Neji
Selendis
Hiei
Chōsokabe Motochika
Steve Rogers
Maito Gai
Various NPCs (also available upon request)
Partner vs partner sparring is also good!

Feel free to make your own threads after all of the official threads are up!

Breakfast
Karkat [Open]
Nagi [Open]
Mitsunari [Open]
Matthew [Open]
Kiyomasa [Open]
Bakura [Open]
Byakuran [Open]
Tsurugi [Open]
Yukimura [Open]
Tenma [Open]
Santana [Open]

Batch One
Bakura [Open]

Batch Two
Nagi [Open]

Batch Three
Emil [Open]
Sapphire [Open]

Batch Four
Amateresu [Open]
Lili [Open]
Raidou [Open]

Meister Ability
Masamune [Open]
Nagi [Open]
Howl [Open]

Medics/First Aid
Matthew [Open]
Duke [Open]

Audience
Max [Open]
Nagi [Open]
Hiko [Open]
Izaya [Open]
Fang [Open]
Bayonetta [Open]

Shooting Range
Naoto [Open]

General
Gai [Open]
Kanji [Open]
Kid [Open]
Amateresu [Open]
Kaoru [Open]
Naoto [Open]
Kratos [Open]
Yako [Open]
Clare [Open]
Raidou [Open]
Auron [Open]
Allen [Open]
Rhode [Open]

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[Obito coughs to hide a laugh. This guy...]

Oh, uh... no. His Clan seem to be particular about how they dress and present themselves but I'm pretty sure Neji is a special case.

[Oh, it's obvious. Television isn't unheard of in Obito's world, but the range of commercials and channels here boggles him just as well.]

Thanks! Yeah, these are goggles. [He reaches up and adjusts them on his head so the orange lens shines in the sunlight.] I don't think they call these anything different than goggles. My parents had these specially made for me, since it's important to take care of our eyes in my family.

[As good as it felt to get nice comments about his sense of style, Obito wasn't going to offer to let Ling try them out. It was one of the few things he had from home with him.]

Special case is right! Hehe. Oh wow, your parents had those made for you? [Ling whistles, impressed.] Neat.

I'm guessing you must be a family of heavy readers, then?

I really like 'em!

[Speaking of home made him a bit sad, but he knew his parents would be glad if they knew he was still cherishing the gift they gave him, even in this new world.]

Ah, actually, we're sorta like Neji's Clan. See?

[Obito lifted the goggles away from his eyes, revealing their colors. His left was black, his natural color, while the other was permanently stuck as a functionless sharingan--a red eye with a black, whirling ring. After allowing Ling a chance to look, he replaced his goggles firmly over his eyes again.]

It doesn't work here, but that's the Sharingan. It's a power only members in my clan can activate, under certain circumstances. It's really helpful in battle, making it easier to read movements and see through illusions!

[Too bad it didn't work here, though, Obito couldn't help but think.]

[Ling had to open his eyes and get down just a bit to see into Obito's.]

Oh, wow. That's so beautiful! It's like magic, isn't it? Gosh, what kind of place are you from!?

[Ling actually kind of has scary eyes. Obito's glad Ling keeps them closed most of the time.]

[He flushes just the tiiiniest bit at hearing that 'beautiful' remark. He's used to the sharingan being considered an object of awe and fear, not beauty.]

O-oh, it's... I'm not sure about magic or anything. It's doujutsu. [Couldn't get any more mundane for an Uchiha.]

We're from Konoha. It's in the Fire country. [Any more specific than that.... isn't possible. The world is the world where Obito comes from. Maybe some history could make up for that.]

We're just one shinobi village. Other countries have their own, and apparently, we're all buddies now for some reason. [He rolls his eyes at that.] We were at war with one another when I was brought here. I may not look it, but I'm at least a decade older than Neji. [... if you went by birth year.]

[So he's been told, and that's why he's always smiling with them to make up for it.]

The Fire Country? Hm-- wait? Didn't I meet someone from the Earth Country, here? I think it was Miss Toph.

Shinobi villages... at war? [Now Ling's expression becomes concerned and sympathetic. He can't help feeling a little twinge of worry for his own safety-- shinobi can't be trusted, it might be a ruse.]

That must have been tough. We have shinobi where I'm from, too, and they're part of our war as well.

I don't know anyone named Toph, but I'm not very familiar with people from the other nations, either. And I'm especially not friends with anyone from Iwagakura, the Earth country's ninja village. [In all honestly, Obito didn't want to be, either. There's great bitterness in his voice as he hisses out the name of the village, as if it's very name makes him sick.]

[He nods gravely.] Even when we're not at war, we aren't typically on good terms. It's for the best. If we made friends with all the other villages, it would be even harder to fight against them if our countries went to war and ordered us to fight.

Fighting is what shinobi are raised to do. We fight for our nation and for our village.

[That's just how the real world worked.]

[Ling looks quite clearly saddened to hear the younger boy say that, for once slipping and letting his emotions show on his face. Obito's words sound like a recitation of things he's been taught. It hits home for him very hard-- as he's dealing with unraveling the problems of having been born into a family that perpetuated such a system.]

[His own would-be best friend honestly believes that her purpose in life is to be a human shield for him, to throw her life away at any moment for the sake of saving his.]

Yes... that is indeed what soldiers are raised to do, and you're obviously well-trained.

But I think there could be a better way to live.

[Obito scratches at the goggle strap where it curves behind his ear. If he was so well-trained, he wouldn't have failed in his last mission back home. He should have managed to get out alive along with saving his friends. In the end, his death hadn't really changed anything he had wanted to about things back home. Ling's words are painful to hear.]

I'm not going to say you're wrong. I just know, you can't change anything with just words or wishes. You have to take action. And sometimes even that fails, as long as people aren't willing to consider what your actions were for.

[Obito clears his throat. It's a tough topic for him to talk about at length.]

It also helps if you can live long enough to get to doing those actions in the first place. And that's why I'm here to train. I've gotta survive if I'm ever going to make a difference here, right?

[Ling huffs, and he nods at the younger boy's words, recognizing the truth in them. He rubs his chin, surveying the horizon.]

Yes. I believe you're right. If change is going to happen in the Xingese way of handling the problems of government, then I must take action.

[Now he turns his attention back to Obito, regarding him with a wan smile.]

I suppose so, we'd both better train, so we live to see the day we can change our destiny, huh? Let's go, then!

.... The Xing-a-what?

[Well, whatever it was, it seemed that Ling was agreeing with him at least.]

Yeah... Change it.

[How funny to talk about living to change destiny. At home that was impossible. But here, there was hope.]

Okay! I'm good with a kunai and a fair few other weapons. What do you suggest, Ling-san?

Ahaha.... n-never mind-- it's not as important as training.

Kunai! Kunai it is then. Most of my work today has been hand to hand, so let's go for it. Show me what you've got. First one who stops the other's movements wins?

[ooc: um, do you want to write out the action or handwave? I'm good either way but since it's older, we might handwave (this time) and then Ling be like WOW OBITO YOU'RE REALLY AWESOME, good job! or whatever? Next time we can write a more detailed spar if you like]

Ah, okay.

[Ling's enthusiasm for training was catching, so Obito picked a kunai from the offered practice weapons and spun it in his hand, testing the weight. It was lighter than the one he used at home, but it wouldn't take too much getting used to.]

Sounds like a good idea. Let's do this thing.

[ooc: Handwaving is probably good for this fight, but we should have them train some other time. :3 Lol if Ling calls him amazing, Obito will be very blushy and happy~ o9 We should definitely do more next time!]

[After Obito nails him with his thrown kunai to a tree for the twentieth time or so, Ling is panting and grinning like a huge idiot, despite the fact that he's been stapled to an oak with throwing knives through the clothes. Clothes are clothes and Ling doesn't care!]

I can't believe how good your aim is, Obito!

[He's letting out this nervous, high-pitched laugh, and points to the kunai that's pinning the crotch of his kung-fu pants to this here tree.]

You.... you've got some pinpoint a-accuracy... aha, ahahaha..... haha? Any higher and I'd be unable to father any heirs!

[Obito is panting and sweaty from both physical and mental exhaustion. At some point in the spar he felt like he might have felt a flicker of something, something like sharingan but not quite. His aim had not been perfect at first, but as he had moved and focused Ling's movements had slowly become easier to pin-point. Then aiming almost became second nature.]

Well, I am from an elite Clan back home.

[He was quite pleased to hear such praise. His skills were rarely recognized by strangers back home, but then again, things were different here. Not everyone was a shinobi trained from birth. But still, hearing words of praise out loud was not something that was directed at Obito as often as it was directed at someone perceived as an heir to the Uchiha bloodline. That recognition of competence as an individual fighter was a special feeling that only Minato had given him in the past.

He wiped away a bit of sweat with the back of his jacket sleeve, then move closer to help Ling with removing the kunai trapping him against the tree.]

O-oh, sorry about that! I guess I got in the zone. [He chuckles nervously.] I... feel like I've gotten better. Even though this place took my chakra, there's still something there.

"In the zone" is right, you just... nearly got close to THE zone, if you know what I mean!

[Ling is sweating bullets, Obito. PLEASE TAKE THE KNIFE AWAY FROM THE CROTCH.]

But man, if you were to use that in battle, you'd have your enemies running home crying for their mommies in no time. Well done!

Edited 2012-04-07 07:29 (UTC)

Sorry, sorry!

[Very carefully, Obito removes the offending kunai then spins it in his hand. You're going to make him cocky with all these comments, Ling.]

Next time you throw the knives and I'll dodge.

[Thinking seriously about his uncanny aim, Obito realizes this could be his calling in Death City. Assuming Ling hadn't just been going easy on him to give him confidence, that is.]

Huh. Maybe I should consider something with range when looking for a Weapon then... [He bit his lip, pulling out the last of the kunai that pinned Ling down.] My aim has definitely gotten better. I wonder... Neji did say that sometimes our abilities from home affected our Meister ability.

[Ling hops down and stretches his long limbs]

Could very well be! I wouldn't know, I'm a Weapon, so I'm not the best person to ask about that. Mr. Neji would be your guy.

It may also be that you've gained something, since you came here. Determination, perhaps? Or courage. Who knows, I think you'll have to think about that over time. In any case, if you've found something that's helping you make progress, by all means, stick with it!

[He would definitely have to talk with Neji more in the future. Ugh. Hyuuga. But if it would help, he needed to not let old expectations color his ability to choose well in his training.]

Gained something, huh? I haven't really noticed much before, but I've been out of commission most of my time here.

[He gives Ling a small, shy smile.]

I'll definitely come back and train with you again. I learned something this time, so maybe I'll figure out a little more when I try again.

[Ling grabs the little guy in a big squishy hug!]

Kyaaaaaa, you learned something from working with me?!?! You're so cute! Come back anytime for training. I'm just happy to hang out with you!

[OKAY he's now released from Ling's (literal) kung fu grip! He pats Obito on the shoulder encouragingly.]

Go get 'em, boss!

[O-oh my. That... was not expected. At all. Obito can't really find the strength to hug Ling back. That's too much for someone he just met. He can't even hug Kakashi or his cousin, and they're the closest people he has here.

But Ling's words were kind, and Obito didn't want to seem rude.]

I'm... glad we could train, too.

[Still blushing, Obito couldn't quite return the enthusiasm.]

Th-thanks. I'll... see you around, then?

[SORRY Ling is kind of in-your-face. He'd better learn to be careful with you ninja, he's likely to get stabbed.]

Yeah! See you!

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wow, so late. ;A; Feel free to drop this if you're busy with other things

nooo I want all your cr

\o/!!! I'm glad, because Ling has been so fun :3

oh get out OBITO IS TOO CUTE

haslkfdhsalkf I'm flattered that you think so! ;A;

Re: haslkfdhsalkf I'm flattered that you think so! ;A;

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