Morning Training!

[heavenly_earth]

Characters: Everyone!
Location: Park/Training Ground
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 July 8th.

Official areas:

FAQ: In need of help or answers? Come here! Staffed by 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 Fabiola
---The Condesce's cake stand will also be in the breakfast area, as well~
Combat Instruction: One can learn and improve on fighting techniques! Staffed by Cloud, Sion
Sparring: A bunch of people are there. You show up and pick one to fight. Staffed by Snake (beginners), Fabiola (intermediate), Amaterasu and Cloud (advanced)
Weapon Transformation: New Weapon? Unsure on how to transform into a weapon (or how to transform back)? Go here! Staffed by Bakura and Aqua
Soul Perception: Find out more about your soul, what they are, and what they potentially may do. Staffed by Shibusen
Partner Training: Learn how to work with your partner, or together with other pairs! Staffed by no one
Weapons Handling Training: Learn how to handle sharp things and not so sharp things! Staffed by Auron, Genesis
Shooting Range: Learn to shoot a gun, not at quail though, so expect your face to come out of this just fine. Staffed by Naoto, Giroro, Duo
Meister Ability Helpers: Learn about your Meister ability and how to use it. Staffed by Akiha
Finding a Partner: Unpartnered Weapons and Meisters meet each other here! Staffed by no one
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
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 squad dedicated to hugs of encouragement. Thank Lee for this! Staffed by Lee and the Hug Brigaders!

Feel free to make your own threads!


Open Character Threads:
- Naoto
- Hiro
- Masako
- Raidou
- Fujino
- Aqua
- Re-L

Comments

[topgun_textiles]

O-oi, Wats-- [Shit, the puppy! Little guy was an eating machine and here he was with a treat! But Naoto was quick on the draw and the puppy plunked his little butt down. Despite giving the most betrayed 'but I'm STARVING' look that at times duped Kanji, his concerns made him immune to the mooch.]

[Kanji grasped the offered hand and slowly offered soul energy, at first feeling like he touched a metallic surface and received a hefty shock, and his heart skipped around, syncing in her heart palpitations. As he swallowed, he continued to ease his way, establishing the connection. The Weapon may be the amp to a Meister's power, but the Meister was the scale and guide. With too many people around, he settled for a surreptitious stroke of a thumb against the back of her hand.]

Yeah, I was thinkin' of pickin' up a bigger collar. The one he's got's gettin' a little snug.

[With a glance her way, he then offered the plate. Resonance was one thing, but maybe a little bite to eat would help her feel better too.]

[pishirogane]

[Quickened pulse and breathing slowed, allowing Naoto to finally release a slow and controlled breath. A few more souls... just a few more souls to go before she could breathe easier, hopefully. The thumb stroking helped Naoto continue controlling this pattern.]

We could spare an hour to look at new ones before we have to leave.

[Her other hand took the plate and she shot a look at Watson. He had been giving the plate 'the look', but now that she stared, he turned his head away, pretending to not be interested.]

[topgun_textiles]

[They had a busy day today, that much was true, but as his eyebrows gently knit he had bigger concerns in mind. He'd thought talking about the puppy might help, but she really was trying her best to power through it, wasn't she?]

Maybe tomorrow. ...You're pretty pale t'day.

[The frown firmed.]

We should head back home, and have ya take it easy for a bit.

[pishirogane]

[She shook her head, but then stared at the ground, hat brim obscuring her eyes]

... You may be right.

[She turned her hand over, frowning. Naoto didn't think she looked any paler than usual. Though, she didn't want to think there was anything wrong with her. Are they taking the missions too fast?]

[topgun_textiles]

[She was for it? Then she must be feeling pretty crappy. Though he felt a little ache in his chest, he nodded firmly.]

Yeah, heh, I got my moments. I'm thinkin' I draw ya a bath, extra bubbles, and if that don't bring on a power nap, nothin' will!

[pishirogane]

You don't have to do that. A nap will be enough.

[At least, she thinks so... that, and she might fall asleep in the bath.]

[topgun_textiles]

Uh, s'that- that just me, then? [You know, it was okay if she knew he thought bubble baths kicked ass. But shh.]

[He rubbed the back of his head.]

I mean, it feels like an ache inside. And hot water's good for aches, yeah? So... I want to!

S'worth a shot.

[pishirogane]

More or less. [She doesn't soak in baths... then again, taking a bath doesn't happen often.]

[That was true, it did sort of ache...]

Sure. I'll try it.

[topgun_textiles]

If it don't work, then at the very least all the grit from the leftover sand's washed off. [He shrugged.]

I still shake it outta my pants n' shoes-

[He reached out and his finger pressed against a wet puppy nose. Someone had been sneaking closer to mooch, increasing the powers of his Mooch Stare.]

Ah-ah! You're gonna be a good boy n' get a present later, y'hear me? That ain't your food!

[pishirogane]

... Yes, that's true.

[She was still finding sand in... places. Behind her ears mostly despite scrubbing.]

[Glancing at Watson, he was drooling. Oh, that puppy.]

Behave yourself, Watson. [Oh no, the faint whines.]

[topgun_textiles]

Shit, you better eat that thing before he pulls out the Super Mooch. [Nooo, not the whining!]

I got a distraction in mind.

[With that he smooths that hand over the puppy's head and nudges the goofy thing over. Quiches were tasty and were food, but how did food fare against all the belly rubs that he can handle!?]

[pishirogane]

[She nods and begins eating the quiche as quickly, but politely as possible.]

[Watson had been caught off guard and immediately began pawing and kicking at his hand. He's was definitely enjoying it.]

[topgun_textiles]

Aw, jeez, what happened to gravity, huh? What knocked you over? Was it me?

[He always enjoyed it, and Kanji spent free afternoons wrestling the growing pup to exhaustion, flopping onto his dog bed after a few gulps of water to snooze and recharge the batteries. But today was spent in wiggling, growls and mouthing the hand that strayed into his field of reach. Kanji imitated the next growl that came and scratched under the chin.]

What're you all growly for? Tough guy. You showin' off 'cause she's watching?

[pishirogane]

[Yes, it was always entertaining to watch her two boys wrestle like that. She took another bite of her quiche while watching them, feeling a little better with each bite. Still, that didn't stop her heart from thrumming suddenly. Naoto kept the reaction down, watching as Watson attempted to bite Kanji's finger beneath his chin.]

[topgun_textiles]

[With the hand grasping hers and the connection made, the thrum seemed to bring around a sudden shortness of breath, and as he let Watson gnaw on his finger he closed his eyes and accepted more of that discomfort over his half of the resonance. It increased the palpitations on his end, but he knew what he was getting into when he offered his soul wavelengths like this.]

You like my fingers, huh? How 'bout I steal yours?

[He reached out and seized a paw, and couldn't help the squish of a pawpad.]

Whoops, mine! I got it. Not yours anymore. Whatcha gonna do about it?

[pishirogane]

[The quiche was gone soon enough as were the accelerated heartbeats, right before Watson started to bark... or tried to on his back. It was a little bark and a little growl as he tried to pull his paw back, whining.]

Okay you two. That's enough roughhousing here.

[topgun_textiles]

Red flag from the ref. At least I think the term's red flag. Do you know?

[Only huffs and whines in reply. He let go of the paw and made a peace offering in the form of ear scratches. He looked back at her with the incline of his chin.]

Ya ready to roll? Nobody shot themselves in the foot today?

[pishirogane]

[Naoto doesn't make much gesture. A red card takes a player out of the game really... oh well, game over either way. Watson seems content.]

No, and they'll continue to avoid doing so with the other instructors observing.

[topgun_textiles]

They better. [He offered the other hand to accept the empty plate and fork. They'd be passing a lot of trash cans on the way out.]

Uhm. I'd, ah... I'd like to hang onto you for the walk back. Y'know, keep- keep the resonance goin'?

[pishirogane]

[Plate and fork handed over, Naoto stood up slowly.]

That's fine. [Right now, she shouldn't care about appearance. Plenty of people already knew without them saying anything anyway.]

[topgun_textiles]

C-cool. [Sure, a lot of people knew, but it was still a little embarrassing when you thought about it. Americans were seriously open, kissing and all that in public, and he wasn't sure if he could do all of that, but... hand-holding was fine. It also helped her with her soul jumping around, if how he felt right now was any indication. He gathered up Watson's leash.]

A'right, little man, we're goin' home.

[WALKIES. The doge is pleased.]

Y-you okay to walk? We'll take the less scenic route.

[pishirogane]

[It was an interesting cultural difference. Even if she were American, Naoto wasn't sure if she could manage such openness either. Holding his hand still, she waited as he gathered the excitable pup's leash, his stubby tail wagging.]

I'll be fine. If I'm about to faint or anything of the sort, I'll do my best to warn you.

[topgun_textiles]

[He nods, but the eyebrows are knitting a little. Fainting? Was she fainting and he wasn't aware? Depositing the fork and plate into a nearby trash can, he thought of the shortest route that he knew back to the TT, and started on out of the park. If she was ever feeling faint, would a bath even be a good idea? It was never a good idea to hit a hot spring if you had blood pressure issues, for starters, but...]

Then we'll move as quick as we can, but I ain't gonna push ya.

[He'd tell her 'no brave faces', but he trusted her not to hide too much. Still, that bubbling doubt and haste was mingling into a ball of something in the pit of him. He knew that taking a rest would only prolong her symptoms until they had that 'cap' of control, but to continue their hunt was risky, especially if she was feeling under the weather on more and more occasions the nearer they reached 99. But he didn't know what to do, what to say...]

[pishirogane]

[Maybe fainting was the wrong thing to say. She could have gone for simple fatigue or exhaustion, but when her breath would fall short or her heartbeat raced, she felt momentarily light-headed. Yes, she should have just said collapsing, but that was still a worrying thought]

Understood.

[It was hard to hide when the symptoms became more frequent. Still, there was no time to stop the wrap her soul around all the rouge energy she was now containing. It was a gradual process needing more days than they usually rested between missions.]

[topgun_textiles]

[He was used to a brisk walk through Death City. He was even used to having a look on his face that made people cross the street and try the other sidewalk instead, but today he wouldn't let it bother him. His heart and stomach jumped around, a product of the resonance as he took advantage of his general outward unpleasantness to get where they needed to go. Saving the city was good. He wanted to do that. Helping to save the world was good, too. Check. But right now he wanted to see to just one person; sure she was his partner and together they managed to kick some serious ass, and any Meister had to look out for their Weapon...]

[...but she meant more to him than any of that methodical crap. He loved her, and her symptoms honestly scared him. He'd been so cocky during their missions lately, even in the face of fighting something they haven't before, most witch encounters ending in fleeing the scene before they saw you. But why hadn't Shibusen noted any of this? Didn't that Sephiroth guy feel like this right up until they met their witch? Did they all keep it shut up, hoping any future near-Deathscythes would deal with it? He wasn't sure if he liked the idea of being kept in the dark about that, but it wasn't changing his mind about the school. No. If anything it disappointed him; he was just as much at fault for her being like this, and he wanted to make it right.]