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Morning Training

Characters: Everyone!
Location: Training Ground, Shibusen
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Time: 6am to 9am
Description: Training takes place every morning in the park to prepare the guests of the city for the ongoing war. It's handwaved most days, but approximately once a month this gets played out in a log. This log takes place on April 24th.

Official areas:

FAQ: In need of help or answers? Come here! Staffed by Tenten and Neji.
Breakfast: The incentive for coming to Morning Training for those who actually don't care about Death City. All food providers are given funds to buy/prepare the food and are then paid for the time they spent cooking/preparing. Provided by Saya and Fabiola
Combat Instruction: One can learn and improve on fighting techniques! Staffed by Cloud and Genesis
Sparring: A bunch of people are there. You show up and pick one to fight. Staffed by Hanabi (beginners), Fabiola (intermediate), Amaterasu and Cloud (advanced), and Overseen by Neji
Weapon Transformation: New Weapon? Unsure on how to transform into a weapon (or how to transform back)? Go here! Staffed by Bakura, Aqua, and Gray
Soul Perception: Find out more about your soul, what they are, and what they potentially may do.
Partner Training: Learn how to work as a partner!
Weapons Handling Training: Learn how to handle sharp things and not so sharp things! Staffed by Tenten and Auron
Shooting Range: Learn to shoot a gun, not at quail though, so expect your face to come out of this just fine. Staffed by Sarah Kerrigan, Naoto, Giroro
Meister Ability Helpers: Learn about your Meister ability and how to use it. Staffed by Edgeworth
Finding a Partner: Unpartnered Weapons and Meisters meet each other here!
Medics: A place for medics to hang out, recruit and aid the injured - especially if they get shot in the face by accident. Staffed by Rosalia and CR-S01
Watch: This is where members of the watch meet up, chill, recruit and train! People interested in the watch welcome!
SEES: This is where SEES members hang out, and recruit!
Hug Brigade: A begrudgingly still opened squad dedicated to hugs of encouragement. Thank Lee for this! Staffed by Lee
Evacuation Briefing/Process: Learn what to do in case the city is invaded. Will most likely come in handy for the future! Staffed by Tenten and Neji

Feel free to make your own threads!

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Hyoubu clapped slowly at the spectacle. "You nearly nailed it. If you just got it to fall a little further to the side it would totally have hit your foot."

Edited 2013-01-12 17:19 (UTC)

He gave him an unimpressed look as he gathered the length of his own chain once more. Adjusting the length of it a bit with a shift of his wrist he started gathering new momentum by swinging it. After a moment Hades decided to do that thing and attempt to resonate with himself to bring forth the unpleasant aura of his Weapon form once more.

It had worked back when the insanity had been high and he had encountered that witch - he saw no reason why it should not work with this mortal as well.

As the weight kept cutting through the air it seemed to gain more and more presence as an archaic sort of fear started balling around it, faintly, but decidedly there.

"Do you feel something?"

It had been funny up until the point where he felt...something. It was difficult to name it, but it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. It was not a feeling he'd felt in a long time, at least, not like this.

He clamped down on his initial reaction, though his grin became just a bit too sharp after that. It was hard to guess, with that question, who was the source of all this.

"That's a nice trick."

His smile turned wide and nasty as the chain described a shining arc that only barely missed his foot again. He kept getting faster with it, which, he figured, was at least one thing that might come in handy in a real combat.

"I can do better if I let somebody else wields me."

Ever since the day Hyoubu realized he was a monster after all, he'd become more prone to taking risks and playing with fire. He had become more fickle, doing what he felt like without much thought to consequences to himself.

So he held out a hand, with a lopsided smirk.

"Well, there's a Meister right here. Why don't we see if you can put your money where your mouth?"

The chain slowly swung out of its momentum as Hades considered the offer. On one hand he didn't particularly care about who 'used' him. He knew that he could adapt his wavelength to create an acceptable rate of resonance with almost everyone.

On the other hand..

"Just standing close to me when I used it had you shy away. Does the moth care that little about how real the flame it's attracted to is?" He would enjoy watching Hyoubu being foolish and accidentally hurt himself on a deeper level than just mere bruises just as much as he would be okay with it if things were to work out. But if he had to fall, then Hades wanted him to get fired up and fall badly. It was more interesting to watch.

"I've been burned by worse things than you."

Hyoubu didn't get fired up. It was something his younger self did, and something the woman he can no longer call sister still did. He was merely interested, and in a way that was far more dangerous, though for whom...well, that remained to be seen.

"Heh."

That was all he said as the weight of his chain which still connected to his hair landed on the ground in front of Hyoubu. "Then face the Truth as you please."

Hades' final warning was shallow. He knew the passive madness wavelength that pulsed through his Weapon form by now and had learned to recognize it as what this world had adapted his divine power and curse of the absolute Truth into. A god did not lie. A god could not lie. It was a principle that dominated a big part of his existence and his way of seeing things - his words were absolute, but also dangerous to even himself.

Thanks to the Truth Hades had no space to doubt or have any qualms or illusions, neither about himself nor the world around him. If he could say something then it was like that. Even if he hadn't known about something until he had said it. Even if he didn't want to believe that it was true. Even if he wanted to deny it, scream or call it a lie.

The Truth was absolute.

It forced Hades to see the world and himself as they really were, all thoughts, flaws and emotions barred. Hope and dreams had no space. Looking away was impossible. And if a Meister was careless enough to push too deep into a resonance with him it forced that poor person to see things that way as well. All fears, all injuries and memories forced to be forgotten, all the good and bad things... They would no longer be able to hide or look away from them.

Hyoubu didn't pause before he knelt down to take the chain in one hand.

"Do your worst, you exhibitionist."

Hades didn't hesitate. Turning into his full Weapon form as a Meteor Hammer, he let Hyoubu hold the long chain that connected two moderately sized black metal weights as he concentrated on the sensation of the soul of the other.

Cruelty, childishness, a faint sensation detachment and missing something... It was oddly familiar. Commenting this with a faint "hmph" Hades allowed his own wavelength to reach out like faint, crawling tendrils of roots that were trying to find their way through new soil.

Hyoubu wasn't stupid; just because he didn't always care about his well-being didn't mean he didn't recognize danger when it was there.

He just chose to poke at it until something happened.

The soul that met his was...different, to say the least. Though it was a kind of soul that bothered Hyoubu even though he couldn't say he's ever met one like it.

So he didn't flinch when he felt Hades reaching out to him. It was, he mused, like the calm before the storm.

Everything about his posture was relaxed, though his mind was sharp, prepared to face whatever was to come head on. But despite the openess of his mind, it wasn't hard to see that there were aspects of himself he kept hidden...whether or not he was aware of it was another matter.

Aware of them or not, it were exactly those hidden dark places in the man's soul that Hades' found hold in and began to resonate with, inevitably dragging them out like a touch to a bad tooth. It wasn't that Hades meant to do things like this - it just happened as he was being him.

Hyoubu might have been prepared for a head on confrontation but Hades was never going to give something like that. It wasn't in his nature. Instead he was like a shadow - ~~or like Apollo would have put it: a major creep~~: incredibly yielding and always there before you even noticed its presence.

Waiting for a moment, he eventually spoke up. "How does it feel?"

Oddly enough, the feelings and memories that were dragged out had nothing to do with his "death" at the hands of his mentor, or the death of his comrades. The guilt, the hate, the betrayal were feelings he embraced. They were the only things tying him to the world.

No, the images that appeared were happier ones. A bespectacled man in an army uniform put a hand on Hyoubu's head and Hyoubu hated him. Hated the kindness his commander showed, hated himself for accepting it for trusting him...but mixed in with it was the younger's Hyoubu's admiration for the man who taught him that he could do anything, go anywhere if he wanted. The man who would one day try to kill him.

There was a moment when he wanted to throw Hades away in anger...but then another face cut faced in his memories.

His sister that he could never call a sister again. One of those precious ties that hadn't been severed by death but one that he had severed himself willingly and the regrets that he's buried about doing that. He couldn't afford to care now that they were enemies, but he cared anyway.

"Win, Kyousuke. Win against all your enemies."

He didn't care about what happens to her anymore. It would be better if she was dead. But he did right now, at least, in his head.

And he'll be damned if he can't keep at least one promise.

He leaned back a little, a lopsided smirk on his face. "Why are you even asking? You have front row seats to this trainwreck, don't you?"

"I do not." His voice was calm and betrayed nothing.

"Your truths are as yours as mine are mine. This is the way I see the world." There was a short pause. He had been able to share more with Edward, but where there had been an insubstantial wall between him and his old Meister through which they had been able to do faint exchange and communicate, this one seemed to be the usual so far: a mirror that only showed the reflection of themselves to each of their respective sides.

"Just let me go when it becomes too much for you. I am aware that humans need their illusions and lies."

"My truths, huh?"

He was all right with their resonation being as shallow as it was. Even without the whole truth business he wasn't exactly keen on opening himself up even further.

But he wasn't ready to admit defeat just yet, and so, he kept holding on. He did his best to ignore the rest of the images drifting in and out of his mind and the uncomfortable feelings they brought up.

"You speak of humans as if you're not one."

There was a very pointed silence for a couple of moments. If Hades would have been a lesser god he would have replied with a 'well duh' and asked whether it were his fur, his horns or the feathers that grew on his head and shoulders that had given him away. Or maybe the three pairs of goat-like ears that grew in layers?

"You are not the brightest, are you?"

He laughs. "How mean."

He settled back to sit down on the ground with the hand on the chain lazily draped over one knee.

"Maybe you were a cosplayer. Or some kind of exhibitionist with some weird kink." He said, "It's pretty obvious by now that BREW isn't exactly picky about who it brings in."

If he could have Hades would have given him a distasteful look. "I am a god. My appearance reflects the hearts of those who look at me. Because of this I got stuck like this when I arrived here."

"What? Because the last person who saw you had a thing for guys with horns and feathers deep down?" In the back of his mind, he heard a young voice, his own, spouting some nonsense about acceptance and family...and he almost wished he could punch his past self.

There wa a short silence before Hades suddenly transformed back. With their previous position the god was now pretty much kneeling between Hyoubu's legs - just part of his hair had remained in Weapon-form and was still within the Esper's grasp to retain their resonance and its foul side-effects.

Despite their closeness and his initial dislike for being touched Hades smiled as if he were not bothered by their proximity at all as he shifted his long limbs into a less awkward position.

"Nothing as pleasant as that", reaching out, he stops only inches away from caressing the other man's cheek with fingers that seem to be stuck halfway in turning into claws. "I am no mirror that shows what you want."

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Morning Training

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I forsee that there will be much tl;dr in this thread from this point on...

There could easily be XD;

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