[Open] Morning Training! - February 25th

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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 25th.

Official Areas:


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 Auron, Steve Rogers, Deryn.
Batch Two: Adult beginners. Run by Maito Gai, Tifa Lockhart, Cloud.
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, Spirit.
Soul Perception: If someone doesn’t know by now. Run by Azusa.
Partner Training: How to work together as partners. Run by Tassadar; Maka and Soul; Shizuo; 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: How to find it out. Run by Death the Kid, Edgeworth.
Finding a Partner: For unpartnered Meisters and Weapons to mingle and find each other. Overseen by Sasame.
Fighting Witches: Speak to an actual Witch and find out some of what you're facing. Run by Cybele.
First Aid Training: Training run by Naomi Kimishima, Megumi, 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!

For training via sparring:
Katakura Koujurou
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 open threads!



Breakfast
Ryoki [Open]
Bakura [Open]
Yami Bakura [Open]

Batch Two
Flora [Open]
Santana [Open]
Mitsuba [Open]


Batch Three
Takuto [Open]
Mithos [Open]

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

Shooting Range
Death The Kid [Open]
Yami Bakura [Open]
Bakura [Open]

Finding a Partner
Stripperella - Meister [Open]
Ryoki - Weapon [Open]
Amateresu - Meister [Open]
Demona - Meister [Open]
Bakura - Weapon [Open]
Flora - Weapon [Open]
Londo - Weapon [Open]
Yami Bakura - Meister [Open]
Leo - Meister [Open]
Hades - Weapon [Open]
Yako - Weapon [Open]
Jules - Weapon [Open]
Kei - Weapon [Open]

Watch
Stripperella [Open]
Takuto [Open]
Duke [Open]
Neji [Open]
Mithos [Open]
Aion [Open]

General
Saya [Open]
Stripperella [Open]
Darcia [Open]
Ryoki [Open]
Gai [Open]
Demona [Open]
Takuto [Open]
Bakura [Open]
Kanji [Open]
Amateresu [Open]
Naoto [Open]
Raidou [Open]
Auron [Open]
Flora [Open]
Yami Bakura [Open]
Junpei [Open]
Leo [Open]
Aion [Open]
Hades [Open]
Itou, Qilby, Megumi, castmates [Closed]
Spirit [Open]
Hanabi [Open]
Qilby [Open]
Ed Elric [Open]

Comments

[dissenter]

[he has to remind himself that this is a child who was, ostensibly, a soldier. the question was likely more loaded than he thought it'd be-- but not more loaded than he'd meant it to be. he's interested in the sort of reaction he'd receive, and watches duo somberly for a moment, before straightening himself.]

We as people, whether human or Eliatrope, live on such a small scale. You've seen the universe yourself, you must know how little we are in the grand scheme of things. While two actions may at first seem so large, may seem to contradict each other-- with time, all things become one. A field is burned down so that one may harvest from the fresher, stronger crop that grows in its place. Millions of stars die each day so that millions more may be born from their remains.

Life, death... Though opposite, it's all the same thing. [tens upon tens of thousands of years of endless, maddening cycles of birth and rebirth have taught him that much.

qilby smiles and lifts his finger, motioning vaguely at duo.] ...My extremely roundabout way of telling you that it is indeed possible to relax and sit straight at the same time. You're looking better already.

[braidedwonder]

[ He can't help but crack an eye open as he listens to what Qilby is saying, thinking about his own experiences back in his world. OZ, Whitefang, Mariemaia, everything seemed so cataclysmic at the moment, in the heat of battle, but now that he looked back on it, all of them were just small pawns in a war that was much more complicated than even gundam pilots had originally thought, weren't they?

Everything was a small fish in a large pond when it came to the universe, that much he was aware, people were not but star dust that happened to have amino acids and developed - they were all dust in the jar at the end of the day. ]

Yeah, but even the smallest bit of stardust can manage to be a kink in the much larger machine if you give it the chance or time of day... [ A little shrug, though he can't help but break into a little smile as he tells him he looks like he's doing better. ]

That was a hell of a round about..

[dissenter]

I'm afraid you're going to need to get used to it if you spend much time around me. [qilby's tone is wry, self-deprecating. seems like he's not the sort of person who has trouble laughing at himself.] But you get the point.

Now that's just the physical aspect of meditation -- settling your mind has been the hard part of it, I take it. [he closes his eyes, and breathes in deeply.] Hopefully you have a good imagination.

I'd like you to focus on an image that calms you. A flickering flame, perhaps. Rolling waves. [a knowing smile.] ...I find it easiest to count stars. Let nothing else intrude on your thoughts, let your breath flow naturally.

[braidedwonder]

.. Well as long as you aren't an ass about it like Wufei always is.. [ But he can appreciate a joke at the cost of one's self, and he quirks a little smirk, shaking his head lightly as he laughs along with him. From one guy who can take a pot shot at himself to another - well, he's glad he managed to accidentally run in to Qilby as he had. ]

Yeah.. I tend to be running at eight thousand miles a minute in my head and it doesn't slow down just to sit and think to myself.. [ But he sighs, face screwing up for a moment in concentration before he relaxes. Counting stars, or rather, just the image of space itself, is always calming, and after a few moments he gives a little nod. ]

.. Alright.

[dissenter]

[he returns the nod with a small smile, but doesn't reply more than he has to here. it's clear this'll be the most difficult step.]

The rest is up to you. Hold onto that image, to keep your mind from wandering. Keep breathing steadily. [a few deep breaths, as if to demonstrate.

quietly now.] When you've mastered being able to focus on one thing at a time, following that it's far easier to completely clear your mind.

[he falls silent, closing his eyes. a clean, blank mind is exactly what he doesn't want-- and he hardly bothers trying to understand why people equate it with enlightenment. knowledge was power, and he filled his head with so much of it that was nearly fit to burst. as long as he could continue to do so, there would be no need for inner calm to perish his darker thoughts. they'd simply have no room to fester.

perhaps it's a mortal quirk, empty-headedness: their lives are so short, they barely have time to experience stress of any real consequence, and so the petty comforts of meditation are a more than adequate band-aid. it never worked for qilby. he was too far beyond that. and yet, here he was -- teaching it and all its virtues to some child. story of his life, right there.]