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Morning Training

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 March 14th.

Official areas:

FAQ: Questions answered by Maito Gai
Breakfast:Run by Saya Tagaki, Fabiola Iglesias
Instruction: For anyone who wants to learn the basics of fighting, or get a handle on more advanced techniques. Run by Auron, Steve Rogers, Deryn, Maito Gai, Tifa Lockhart, Cloud
Sparring Overseen by Hyuuga Neji, Maes Hughes, and Kratos.
Weapon Transformation: How to find your form. Run by Yuuri and Santana.
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; Eve
Weapons Handling Training: Run by Genesis Rhapsodos, Tenten, Kerrigan
Shooting Range: How to Shoot. Run by Leon, Re-l, Liz
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.
Survival Course: Taught by The Signless, this month's novelty class!
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.
SEES: For SEES personnel (or anyone interested) to team-build and talk.
Hug Brigade: Come get hugs!

Feel free to make your own threads!

Breakfast
Deryn [Open]
Aranea [Open]
Psii [Open]
Aomine [Open]

Instruction
Edgeworth [Open]

Sparring
Zeratul [Open]
Alucard [Open]
Raidou [Open]

Weapon Transformation
Lezard [Open]
Sion [Open]
Gray [Open]
Hawkeye [Open]
Nanami [Open]

Soul Perception
Barricade [Open]

Weapon Handling Training
Akiha [Open]
Aomine [Open]

Shooting Range
Hawkeye [Open]

Finding a Partner
Neji - Meister [Open for resonance practice]
Sora - Meister [Open]
Yami Bakura - Meister [Open]
Shindou - Weapon [Open]
Auron - Meister [Open]

Survival Course
Hanabi [Open]

Medics
Amateresu [Open]

Watch
Auron [Open]

SEES
Minato [Open]
Raidou [Open]

Hug Brigade
Bumblebee [Open]

General Open
Bakura [Open]
Yami Bakura [Open]
Matt [Open]
Demona [Open]
Saya [Open]
Taiyou, Tenma [Closed]
Taiyou, Shindou [Closed]
Auron [Open]
Amateresu [Open]
Raidou [Open]
Hades [Open]
Aion [Open]
Sendou [Open]

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Bakura near flinched, looking down, still tense. "You said it yourself. I was because the Puzzle was near that I could even start to hear you. And then you pushed me under and wouldn't answer when I asked what you'd done. You locked me out. It was only because Zork lost his hand that I could even see what was going on in Monster World...."

"Tit for tat, yadounushi. If you don't have to deal with me then I don't have to deal with you either." He was back to smirking again.

"Besides, weren't you happy that you could keep being the victim that way?" He mimicked his voice by making his higher-pitched and desperate sounding. "'It's not my fault, he took over my body again!!'"

Dropping the act, he laughed. "Yeah, right! You and I, your hands are just as bloody and dirty because they are one and the same! All you do is to sit back and wait for cuddles after you let me reign free to do all the work you don't want to do yourself!"

"I never said anything like that!" Bakura snapped, glaring back up at his double. "I don't play the victim! I don't ever want to be the victim! I want things to go right so I can have friends and be a normal person without having to worry about comas and people hating me! I don't want to have to worry about why I can't remember things or what might have happened or feel sick because I have something that used to be in someone's head or to have everyone look at me strangely because they're thinking of you! I don't get 'cuddles' or anything else! I get ignored and forgotten and suspected because everyone else knows things I don't."

His chest was starting to heave with the exertion of the rising anger. "I have done everything I can to protect my friends! I don't let you do my dirty work, I let you out because it was the only thing left I could do!"

He stared at him with unreadable eyes for a long moment.

Then he started laughing. Lowly, steadily, utterly derisive.

"You could have tried to do it yourself, you know? But you don't fight. You don't ask questions or shout when somebody is passing you over or leaves you behind. You never tried to find the cause of all those comas. All you can do is to be forever weak and running away."

Something inside Bakura snapped and without even a thought in his mind he launched himself at his double, knuckles white as the mix of hatred and self loathing bubbled over into a wordless snarl.

He laughed - and dodged the attack easily by sidestepping it. Stretching a foot forward, he tried to trip the charging teen, completely forgetting about an important detail of his current body and (lack of) powers again.

While Bakura had been working on getting stronger, he was still easily tripped up and stumbled over his double's leg. But he wasn't going to fall alone if he could help it and twisted best he could to grab on to his doppelganger to slam him into the ground as well.

"Shi-" His curse was cut short as he was tossed around and crushed between his host and the ground. Goddammit, how could he have forgotten the weakened state of his body here again?!

He gasped as the impact upset his barely healed wounds and sent sharp spikes of red hot pain through his skull.

Alright. That was it! He had enough of this fucking world and playing by it's damned rules! Pushing himself back up he gave his host a murderous look. Twisting, he aimed to roll them over and attack. "Son of a bitch!! Why is it always the same, fucking arm?!"

"I could ask you the same!" Bakura returned, struggling to flip them back over so he'd have the upper hand. Didn't matter that he had thought it lucky that it had been the same one before, even when Ryuzaki had added to the scars, so that at least he still had one good arm. He was angry, though he wasn't even sure at who any more. He needed to lash out and right now, he didn't care which of them got hurt.

His fist swung out, aiming for his double's face.

As some lucky streak wanted, Bakura's fist and that of his host managed to find their goals on the respective other faces at exactly the same time.

The impact of it dazed the thief for a bit, but it wasn't enough to temper the fire of his rage once it had gotten started even as he was pushed against the ground again.

Spitting a cure in hieratic, he tried to get a good hold on his host's shoulder (catching some hair by accident) and, pulling it, attempted to drive his knee into his stomach at the same time even as the attacks kept coming.

The impact threw Bakura off guard more than his double, sparks clouding his vision, leaving him blinded to the follow up. He made a small, strangled sound as the impact of his mirror's knee drove the air out of his lungs, fists flying out near blindly to try and inflict more damage, his mind a blur of emotions he didn't know how to properly feel as rational thought was knocked away.

It would be hard to tell which Bakura was which at that moment.

Sheena was on her way to speak to someone when she saw the crowd and heard the commotion. Thinking it was a spar, she subtly pushed her way through the crowd to watch, her eyes widening when she saw it was a fight that no one cared to break up.

And it was even more surprising when she saw who the combatants were and how close they resembled each other. Unfortunately, they were moving around too much for her to really be able to tell them apart, so when her instincts took over and she threw herself in the middle of it, she hoped that the one whose waist she just wrapped her arms around and pulled away from the other was the one she knew. Otherwise, things could get awkward.

"Stop it! RIGHT NOW!"

Meanwhile, Raidou had been about to wrap up practice for today and head back to work when the commotion caught his eye. For the moment, he thought it was just another match... until he heard a woman shout. Frowning, the detective made his way over and inhaled sharply once he saw who was fighting.

Bakura-- no, two of them.

"Bakura-san!" He couldn't tell which one was which, but that didn't matter right now. Raidou rushed in to seize the one still fighting and pulled him back.

Bakura all but hissed as he was suddenly grabbed around his waist and hauled backwards. Shooting whoever dared to interfere with their fight a murderous glance, his stormy blue eyes widened as he realized that it was some woman. Dammit, that wench, if he had only his real body she'd never have dared that!!

Digging his heels in the ground and pushing in the opposite direction, he blindly tried to shake her off by placing an elbow in her face - his attention was once again on his host, who seemed to be for once all too ready to continue their fight disregarding of the interference until he, too, was seized by a pair of arms.

"Bastards! Don't interfere!!"

"Let go! Don't interfere!" Bakura exclaimed at the same time as he struggled against Raidou's hold, glaring hatefully at his double as they spoke in unison. His rage wasn't going to last much longer and already his struggles were pretty pathetic, his breath coming quickly. He wasn't even sure who he was fighting against any more...

"You'll only get hurt, get away!"

Sheena continued to pull on him--even after he dug in. If she couldn't pull him away, she'd at least get him to stop moving forward. She sensed, rather than felt, that intended blow to her face, and she dodged, but not enough to avoid being hit entirely. The pain only made her anger worse, and she reacted immediately.

Taking advantage of the position of his "attack" arm, she grabbed his hand and pulled it behind him with every intention of making his palm meet his upper shoulder blade. She also planted a leg between his, hooking it around one to hold him in place. The comment from the other Bakura told her immediately who was who, and the look she gave him wasn't a friendly one, despite her wanting to do so.

"I've been hurt before. And I survived."

Raidou kept a firm grip on the one he now knew to be the normal Bakura. It wasn't much of a struggle; the boy wasn't a physical powerhouse, and his injuries probably didn't help.

"I'm sorry, Bakura-san. I told you before I refuse to ignore this."

The other one -- the spirit -- didn't seem to go down as easily. Raidou cast a concerned glance towards the woman. If need be, he would have to toss Bakura away and go help hold the other one down.

"Fuck you, don't get in my way!! I'm going to show this little, ungrateful-" His angry yelling turned into a growl as his arm was twisted backwards in a armlock and he had to use all his agility just to twist out of being immobilized completely.

Shooting his host a venomous look, he hissed "We're not done with this yet! Don't think you'll get away after doing that!!" Then he turned his attention towards Sheena, as she had just become the more urgent opponent to deal with. She had made a mistake by trusting on a move that relied on pain on order to subdue one's opponent.

He brought his free arm up behind him to pull his trapped arm down, or, if he could reach it, deliver a blow to either her temple or her neck. At the same time he stuck his already trapped right leg further in between both of her legs and turned to the side with the intention to trip her.

Like Ryou he didn't have the body of a fighter either, but unlike his host pain only fueled his rage more which meant that he was struggling with all he had, without disregards of his own injuries. Just a little more and he'd be able to reach the knife he was carrying hidden on himself.

He'd taken the sidelines until the Bakura look-alike made himself a threat to the woman holding him. But so long as his focus was on her, Neji was able to slip behind him easily, going for a pressure point in his forearm in an effort to disable it as he guessed that it was inching toward a hidden weapon. He aimed a pointed blow at one of his calves while he was at it in an attempt to provoke muscle spasms and make escape generally difficult.

"I don't advise you try anything else."

"Sheena-san!" Bakura exclaimed, eyes going wide as his double turned. He pulled against Raidou's hold, panic rising. The Voice was going to hurt his friends again, he was going to--!!

He was going to do nothing of the sort, and if he did, Sheena was a fighter--a ninja--and it wouldn't be the first time. Those types of injuries usually healed quickly and were easy to get over. It was the emotional ones that weren't.

Like the one Bakura inflicted on her.

Feeling his twin's leg move, Sheena wrapped hers even tighter about it, prepared to go down with him, while she tried to get him into a headlock as well to prevent him from moving. The sudden help surprised her, but gave her the chance to attempt the same pressure point on the locked arm, and try to disentangle her leg from his for better balance.

"Thanks," she said to the newcomer, before turning back. "Now, listen to the man and calm down."

Good. Caught between two ninjas, the spirit wouldn't be able to do much harm. Raidou continued to hold Bakura back, and would keep doing so until the boy calmed down.

"Bakura-san, stop," he said, his voice taking a commanding tone. "He is not in any position to hurt anyone."

Bakura was a murderously skilled bandit, but in this situations not one but two ninjas were too much to deal with for him. He inhaled sharply when he felt his arms go numb and his leg gave out beneath him.

For a moment he considered ignoring the pain and physical damage continuing this fight would do to his body, but then he thought of something better and let himself sink to the ground like a doll whose strings had been caught. At the same time his hair seemed to turn less spiked and the bat-wing-like strands dropped down as the narrow edges of his eyes and mouth eased into more gentle ones.

"Ah... How mean.. It's hurting so much... Why? Why are you helping him despite all the things he did to me..?" He whimpered, imitating Ryou's accent and way of speaking perfectly to a T.

Before anybody had a chance to react his expression pulled back into a malicious sneer.

"Just kidding." Their voices were supposed to be identical, but whatever it was that got the razor blades and venom into it whenever the spirit possessed the body, it was back as he started to laugh haughtily.

"What now, dear good landlord of mine? Do you want to explain who started this to them or should I have the pleasure?! You should be happy now that you were rescued again..~"

Neji nodded to Sheena, frowning down at the seeming unstable twin. He didn't know these two or their history, but it was obvious that something was there to set them against each other.

Neji glanced over at Raidou and the other twin, and gestured to the medical division. "It's best to separate them for now. Take him to be looked over, and we'll take care of this one."

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