013 | Down To Business

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone!
What: Training
When: Morning June 16
Where: Bishamon's temple
Summary: Training sessions for everyone to learn more about their abilities and jobs!



Many people have been wanting to know more about their abilities and what they are required to do here in the Far Shore. So, in conjunction with Bishamonten, the Heavens have seen fit to offer an open training session for everyone to participate in. Here you will be able to learn anything and everything about what you should be able to do and what is expected of you in your new positions.

Bishamon's temple is sweeping and gorgeous, having previously been home to hundreds of shinki. She has graciously offered to hold this training session and will be available to help anyone who needs it.



Equipment

Various kinds of mannequins and dummies have been provided for practice, as well as targets that are either stationary or move, depending on your will. Punching bags, jumping blocks, and a large pool area have also been provided for your use, so that you can find a tool for pretty much anything that you might need to practice. Plenty of practice weapons of various weights, sizes, and shapes are also available upon request from any of the many white-clad shinki that are also attending today.

God Training

Bishamon herself will be the foremost source of information regarding being a god and what is expected of you. It is also encouraged that gods group up together to practice what they've learned and discuss their ideologies. Random groupings can be provided by the mods or you may come up with your own groupings together.

Shinki Training

Various shinki are available to help with shinki training, including Kazuma and all of Bishamon's shinki. Additionally, the white-clad shinki will be more than happy to train you on using the borderline and some of the basics of what is expected of a shinki. It is also encouraged that shinki group up together to practice what they've learned and discuss their ideologies. Random groupings can be provided by the mods or you may come up with your own groupings together.

Refreshments

There is a refreshments table provided. It is covered with light snacks and various kinds of hydrating drinks. There is a little sitting area set up for people to relax in after they have finished their training or if they're even just taking a quick break to cool down. The Heavens want you to stay in good condition!

In Summary:

• Use the state of the art equipment
• Learn about your job
• Form groups to practice
• Don't get dehydrated
• Spectate if you want
• Have fun~

Comments

[kokuyoyo]

I hear they make pills for that.

[Utterly deadpan and, like he didn't say it at all, he moves on.]

I can try to break through your borderlines then if you want...

[redotiertwo]

[Nice, someone who can actually pick out a joke when they hear one. Davesprite's mouth twitches into the brief shadow of an amused smile.]

Haven't seen anyone selling them up here, but if they do I'll ask. [As for Chikusa's suggestion, Davesprite curls himself over a little so he can actually reach the ground more easily.]

Yeah, let's go with that. Ready when you are.

[kokuyoyo]

[Well, if he’s going to say it like that…]

[Davesprite is quick, right? Because Chikusa immediately draws out an offensive line aimed right at him before leaping back, surprisingly quick on his feet for someone who looks like he’d rather be laying face first on the ground.]

[redotiertwo]

[Well, this guy sure doesn't fuck around. Flashstep doesn't quite work when it comes to speeding anything that doesn't involve moving place-to-place, but Davesprite does have decent combative reflexes besides, and he's already bent halfway to the ground. Digging a talon into the dirt, he draws out a defensive line to spring up between himself and the attack.

The lines collide - and Davesprite's holds, at least for the moment. He's not counting on it being there more than another few seconds.]

[kokuyoyo]

[Especially since Chikusa's line is fairly sturdy. For all that he's only been a shinki for less than a month, he's been practicing his lines daily for the most part. After a few seconds of straining, it does break through, and Chikusa lets out a breath.]

[Honestly, he hadn't been sure about if he would succeed. He hasn't yet had cause to break through someone else's line until today.]

[Instead of immediately sending another out after him, he watches Davesprite to gauge if he'll try to counterattack, or he'll merely draw up another line. Endurance, right?]

[redotiertwo]

[It's a solid line, Davesprite could feel that when they collided, and when he feels his own borderline about to give, he blinks out of the way of its path. It's just about literal - one second he's right behind his line, the next he's about two feet to the right of it.

When Chikusa takes that moment to watch him, Davesprite pauses, then draws out an offensive line to send back at him. Endurance is endurance one way or another - he also needs to know how long he can hold out a line he's trying to attack something with.]

[kokuyoyo]

[This is what Chikusa has really been wanting to practice- people trying to break one of his barriers. Ever since Urashima shattered his, he’s been wanting to get better. If it had shattered then, just in the interest of learning about something, then that meant it wasn’t reliable enough to protect his god, or be worthy of him.]

[So he’s quick to draw a defensive line for himself, jaw setting as he feels the impact and waits to see which will outlast the other.]

[redotiertwo]

[The clash of the lines is audible, and Davesprite's, again, is more force than anything else. For those first few moments, the lines struggle against each other, Davesprite's trying to push through, but that's the peak of it. After about ten seconds have passed, Davesprite's begins to fall in on itself, disintegrating and disappearing.

With a slight noise of frustration through his teeth, Davesprite flashsteps back to a better distance to respond to the follow-up.]

[kokuyoyo]

[When the line disappears, Chikusa actually slumps with relief even as his own is dismissed. It's a lot harder to defend another shinki's line instead of some of the low-level ayakashi he's had to go against, or at least that's how it's been in his experience. This is tiring.]

[Still, as much as he'd like to just lay face down on the floor.... Eyeing Davesprite carefully, he makes another attempt at hitting him with another line.]

[redotiertwo]

[Well, Davesprite will take some heart in the fact that he apparently gave this guy a decent fight. Maybe his lines really will mean something once he can actually get them to last any reasonable length of time.

Davesprite watches Chikusa carefully, some kind of instinct driving him to follow every movement as if it could change in a flash. When the next line comes, he's ready, drawing one up in response and letting the two clash once again.

It's strange, but he feels like he's used to this. Repetitive use of power, repetitive training, this back-and-forth of combat. He's had very little chance to even practice fighting here, but every moment the borderline stands, he feels more focused on the practice.

This time, it stands for maybe fifteen seconds before collapsing in on itself. It's an improvement, and with his head more in the game now, Davesprite side-flashsteps the attacking line and sends another one straight back.]

[kokuyoyo]

[It’s interesting, watching the blur of movement that Davesprite becomes- not even a blur, faster than that, not a trace left. Chikusa figures he’s fast by normal people standards, at least when he wants to be. Faster with his hands, certainly. However, this is just another reminder that there are people even faster, and that he has a lot of catching up to do.]

[Another defense goes up, and he can feel in his bones how it feels with their lines clashing. While he stubbornly tries to keep his line up - ]

How do you do that?

[redotiertwo]

[On his end, Davesprite's feeling it as well - whatever else it might be, drawing a borderline is draining as hell, and only seems to be more so the less you know what you're doing. Compared to when he started practicing, Davesprite's stamina on them has improved, but it's still pretty pathetic to him that he's only taking this long for it to start wearing on him.

The question isn't quite what he's expecting, and it takes him a moment to realise what it is Chikusa's actually asking about.]

The flashstep? Fucked if I know, discovered it accidentally not long after I got here. All I know is that if I decide I want to be in another place less than a few feet off from me, I might as well be there already.

[The overlength of his explanation isn't helping him - his line is starting to wear down even as he finishes speaking.]

[kokuyoyo]

So- [And he holds out his line until Davesprite's finally vanishes.] -not something you can teach.

[And then he makes a gesture as if to send out another line- only it's a fake out, and he tries to catch wherever Davesprite will show up next with an actual line.]

[redotiertwo]

Nah, sorry to disappoint, it's a BYO power. [When his own line dissipates and Chikusa drops his, Davesprite readies himself for the retaliation, which means he does fall for the feint and flashstep to one side. However, when Chikusa lets the actual line fly to where he is now, he simply repeats the lightning-fast movement to give himself that little bit of extra space and time to draw his defending line.]

And fucking lucky I have it if I'm going to fall for feints like a rank amateur.

[kokuyoyo]

[Close but nothing- well it’s not like this is meant to be a serious fight anyway, more like a test run. Another go, then, and he takes a breath at impact. No wonder there’s food and drinks left out for them.]

It’d be a useless practice… without some mix up.

[redotiertwo]

[It's taking a toll on Davesprite as well - given he's both been holding the lines and using his flashstep when necessary, he's tiring just a little bit faster than he'd like. Sure, flashstep doesn't use much energy unless he's spamming it, but it's still enough that he's pretty sure he's going to be taking a break before too much longer.

For now, though, he holds the line against Chikusa's, seemingly intent on trying to make this one last.]

Not wrong, though it's been long enough since I've had a real practice that I'm pretty sure anything that isn't crash dummy hell wouldn't be useless.

[kokuyoyo]

[And here they go- this looks like it’ll really test how long they can both keep borderlines up instead of merely summoning them again and again. Chikusa’s words are absent-minded, all his focus on where they’re clashing.]

You don’t fight often?

[redotiertwo]

Haven't met anyone to practice with. People who can't use a weapon aren't usually that big on having a sword swung at them.

[Despite the intensity of the clash and the effort Davesprite's putting into forcing his barrier to hold, his tone is deceptively light and casual. The edges keep flickering, threatening to start breaking up again, and Davesprite redoubles his focus in an attempt to keep the borderline standing.]

[kokuyoyo]

[No one to practice with… Well, if nothing else, it looks like an event such as this will prove that there’s plenty of people. Just a matter of finding the right partner.]

[But there’s not a lot of time for that, and Chikusa twitches as he feels the effect of Davesprite fortifying his line against his own.]

Seem there’s choices here.

[redotiertwo]

[Even with his renewed focus, Davesprite knows there's only so long he can hold this line together. It's starting to waver more consistently now, threatening to vanish from existence with each moment, but even so, he remains steadfast behind it for the moment.]

Seems there is. Should probably look into that before I drag tail back to the temple.

[kokuyoyo]

If you need a dog to play with…. I might know one.

[Chikusa don’t call your partner that]

[But it feels like he’s making progress now, even as his line strains. Just a little longer. Something in his back tenses. Just a little longer.]

[redotiertwo]

[Definitely just a little longer. For now, Davesprite's still holding the barrier, but there are gaps and slips appearing in it with more and more frequency, the entire thing looking like it wants to rip itself to pieces.

Despite that, Davesprite's answer is as chill as ever, if edged with a bit more strain than he'd like.]

Nah, birds and dogs don't go all that well together. Less shit than cats, but I'll still keep my distance.

[kokuyoyo]

[In a way, Chikusa almost feels more than sees the cracks in his own, but he’s stubborn. Oh, he’ll go straight to the floor when they’re done, but- later.]

Good luck not getting chased by him then.

[redotiertwo]

Unless he can fly, I'm pretty sure I have a good headstart on that fucking disaster waiting to happen.

[And that's all he manages to get out before in the beat after his last word, his borderline finally gives way and shatters into fragments that vanish into the air. Instinctively, Davesprite flashsteps out of the way of where Chikusa's line is likely to breach in the wake of it.]

[kokuyoyo]

[Sure enough, Chikusa’s line is thrown forward…. But what Davesprite probably can’t have predicted is how Chikusa just flops to the ground, long ass legs sprawled out.]

….Done.