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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~

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I'm not a wolf, either, byon! I'm just channeling one! [And Ken's bouncing up from being thrown on the floor almost as fast as though he's made of rubber, lunging for Hibari again because, frankly, Ken doesn't have many forms of problem-solving that don't involve attacking the shit out of something. He doesn't know what Hibari wants proved, or why, or how, or why he ought to care about proving anything to him. All he knows, or cares about at the moment, is that they're fighting and Ken wants to win the fight.

(He's not going to.)]

[To be honest, that was Hibari's method of problem solving too and he of course, liked to win. Such a simple similarity between the two could never have been reached with Mukuro in the way, but now that neither of them remembered him, it was just another angry, wolf-like kid.

Hibari just smiled, again dodging and backing out of the way of Ken's wild attacks, waiting for the right moment again to grab his arm and twist it around behind him.]

Sorry, but you're a little bit too early to be thinking of challenging me.

[Ken yelps again as his arm is twisted, struggling briefly as he glowers at Hibari over his shoulder, before Hibari speaks. Then...Ken pauses, staring at him for a moment, then glances up at the sky and back at Hibari.]

...it's afternoon already, byon.

[In Ken's defense, he's not sure what else he could be too early for if Hibari wasn't referring to the time of day. This is a simple dog and you need to be more specific with him, Hibari.]

[Hibari himself just gave him a clueless look, unsure of what exactly Ken meant. Was this another stupid person who thought Moby Dick was a monster? Or was he just...dense. Or just....]

I don't understand. What are you saying?

It's not early anymore, byon. How am I too early?

[Hibari, you need to dial back your brain about three or four notches to meet Ken's halfway. He's smart in plenty of ways, but in others...you get this.]

[Well Ken's stupidity was good for one thing, and that was confusing Hibari so much he actually let go of him.]

The time of the day has nothing to do with how inexperienced you are at fighting.

[Ken points accusingly at Hibari.] You said it's too early to challenge you, byon! But it's not early at all!

[He can be so literal. Although 'dumb' might be a better word.]

[Definitely a stupid dog.]

I mean the time in your life, not the time of day, idiot. Is this some defense mechanism of yours?

Nope. I'm totally offensive, byon! [He sure is.

And then, with a fanged grin, suddenly Ken's launching himself at Hibari again. It's not a defense mechanism, but it does seem to have granted him another opening all the same.]

[Very, very stupid. Still Hibari couldn't help but be a little surprised with how Ken leapt forward, he teeth sweeping at his arm that he just BARELY got out of the way in time. It seemed as weak as he was, this puppy had a fighting spirit similar to his own.

Either way, Hibari put away his tonfa as he danced a few steps back. He was never one to give any attention to those weaker than himself, but this one was...different. Ken was so animalistic in his mannerisms and instincts, and if he were stronger, Hibari could tell he would enjoy biting him to death. As it was, even with his clear idiocy, this one was less irritating than most humans he met. It was wierd and complicated but, well, whatever. Hibari didn't care.]

You've got a nice fighting spirit, puppy. I like that. Maybe you'll grow to a true wolf one day.

I'm better than a wolf, byon! [And Ken pauses long enough to swap cartridges, his body broadening into his hulking Kong Channel. Then he grabs one of the tables from the little sitting area, where people are supposed to be quietly eating and definitely not fighting, and hurls it at Hibari with no apparent effort.]

[Okay what the fuck. Of all things he was expecting this kid to do, it was not throw an entire table at him. His flames were summoned to their full extent, flaring up as he drew his tonfa out in a flash, blocking the table from hitting his body.

It cracked in half as it hit his cloud flames, flying off into splinters of wood and other shrapnel. Hibari slowly stood up, avoiding other debris as he gained a very serious look in his eyes.

People were already screaming and leaving, but all for the better. He didn't need crowding when he was disciplining someone.]

So that's how it's gonna be?

[Roll had already been summoned and curled into a needle sphere, and now, with a surge of his cloud flames, he propgated them until they were floating in the air all around the two. A couple had grown huge, burying themselves in the ground behind Ken.]

You think you can win?

[Oh.

Ken pauses at the sight of those flames; without his memories, and without having any (obviously) flame-based powers of his own, he has no context for what they are. But anyone in his situation, no matter what their background, could probably read 'danger' and 'murder' from Hibari and his flames right now. And the weird needle spheres suddenly all around him don't look promising, either. Ken has no idea what he's up against, but he can tell that he's way out of his league. Perhaps fatally so.

He runs through his options. None of them seem good; certainly none of his combat channels make a big enough difference in his abilities to handle all of...whatever this is. He does have one channel that could perhaps get him out of this alive, though...

He yanks out his Kong cartridge and shoves something else in his mouth instead. And then, as Hibari watches, Ken's eyes roll back, the healthy flush of his skin turns to a waxy borderline grey, and he falls bonelessly to the ground. His unblinking eyes are glassy and dilated, and there's no discernible movement or - if Hibari checks - heartbeat.]

[All Hibari saw was the roar of flames that he sent towards Ken, after which the other figure fell to the ground like his strings had been cut. Hibari kept his hedgehogs out for a moment in case he was somehow faking it but.....the other guy wasn't moving. At all. Hibari hadn't actually thought his attack was too strong; despite having a table thrown at him, he'd really been playing around with the animal.

The flames all vanished except for the little hedgehog in his hair as he walked up quickly to the prone body. He wasn't moving, and Hibari leaned down to check if there was a pulse. There wasn't any and his eyes widened. How the hell-

Had he killed his newest friend?

He knew he wasn't a person who was very remorseful over random deaths or even killing, but it had just been a fun fight, like two wolves biting at each others flanks and Hibari had barely even used any of his strength for most of the attacks. He could've gone overboard....

Hibari didn't speak, he just kept poking at Ken to try and get him to wake up, his face twisted in anger. How dare he just leave and die like that!! It wasn't even that strong of an attack!

He kicked the body, but none of his usual malice was in it.]

What the hell are you doing? That wasn't even that strong. Come back, you stupid puppy.

[Hibari's voice was mostly anger, but Ken might be able to sense an uncharacteristic note of panic in it.]

[Ken doesn't know the panic he hears - because he is quite sensitive, perception-wise - is uncharacteristic for Hibari, specifically. But he does know that someone being worried in any degree over his appearing dead is uncharacteristic in itself, especially someone who'd looked like he was about to go all out in trying to kill him.

He shouldn't stop playing dead, but Ken is relatively inquisitive, and this is particularly confusing. So after a few moments of prodding and kicking and Hibari's mostly-hidden panic, he opens his eyes and lifts his head, blinking at the other boy bemusedly.]

Didn't you want me dead, byon?

[He looks a touch unsettling still, because the glaze to his eyes and the waxy, dead look to his skin hasn't faded any. He hasn't taken out his cartridge.]

[Hibari immediately stopped and froze as Ken moved, the one thing he wasn't expecting was him to sit up and start talking to him. Thus, Ken would be able to see the look of actual surprise and confusion on Hibari's face, fading pretty quickly into anger as he realized he'd been tricked.

More relevant, he'd been tricked into actually feeling something.

He growled animalistically then kicked Ken hard on the side, hoping to send him flying at least a couple feet.]

How DARE you trick me like that!

[Ken yelps at the kick and scrambles away, enough so that he can yank out the Opossum cartridge. His appearance quickly returns to normal, and he stops looking quite so undead.] What're you mad for, byon?! You were gonna kill me for real!

[At least Ken appears to appreciate just how much power Hibari was bringing to the table before.]

Only a coward would think that! You tricked me! You made me think-

[No, he couldn't admit that. He couldn't admit he actually felt a shred of worry for this dog-human, because it wasn't supposed to happen. He just stalked forward and seized Ken on the top of his head, growling words into his face.]

I would've thought you'd understand I was playing, you stupid puppy. You escalated it by throwing a table.

[Ken growls - or whines; the sound is so precisely in between the two that it's hard to call it one way or the other - and lifts his hands to dig his nails into Hibari's gripping arm. However, since he hasn't put a cartridge in at the moment, this is a lot less damaging than it could be - although his grip is still no joke.] It was just a table, byon! You're strong, it's not like it was actually gonna hit you. [Or slow Hibari down much if it did. Ken's instinctively sure of that much; getting hit by a thrown table, assuming Hibari failed to dodge it in the first place, would be only a minor inconvenience to him. There's no way something that mundane could put a guy like this down for the count.

In essence, Ken's indicating that he was still playing, too. But clearly he's got a very high threshold for roughhousing...that, or he'd appreciated Hibari's strength enough to set the bar pretty high for what could still be interpreted as a merely playful threat. Most likely it was a combination of the two.]

[Hibari showed no signs that the grip actually affected him at all, just ground his hand in a little harder before actually letting go, shaking off Ken's hand in the process. He couldn't deny that what Ken had told him made him more than a little proud, especially when it came from someone so animalistic in his own tendencies. Those people tended not to put on grandiose facades.

So, his body posture was a little more 'fluffed out' from before as he took a step or two back from Ken.] Well at least you get it. But if you ever trick me like that again, I will bite you to death permenantly.

[Ken huffs as he reaches up to ruffle his hair back into its proper state of disorder, possibly also making sure it's all still there as he does so.] Fight me normally and I won't have to do stuff like that, byon. [By which he means 'don't surround me with huge spike balls while on fire', a request he considers perfectly reasonable.]

[Well now he was making a dumb pouty face too, Ken. He WAS fighting normally, even if Ken grooming his own hair was kind of cute. Hibari was almost tempted to see if his animalistic tendencies reached being petted as well, though he was loathe to try and actually touch someone.]

That was normal. You're just being a coward.

I can't get in too much trouble, byon. [Ken can't quite look Hibari in the eye when he says this, because he knows that Hibari is right. He'd chickened out. Under other circumstances, he would've rushed Hibari despite all that weird stuff. And maybe he had good reason for being a little more circumspect, but it's not something that comes naturally to him, and he's certainly not proud of it.] I don't wanna cause problems for my god. And you looked like a lot of trouble.

[All of these things are entirely fair.]

Chikusa says we can still die here, and it won't be good for Hestia if I die, byon.

[Hibari's face soured at the mention of Chikusa-of COURSE he knew this kid. Their uniforms were similar and it was just his luck.]

You can die here and it doesn't affect the gods at all. All you get is another wiped memory and people feeling sorry for you. Don't believe what that bastard says about gods. They're all bags of rotten flesh.

[At least Ken was right about him being trouble, though.]

Not Axel-sama! [Ken immediately bristles, baring his teeth.] Axel-sama's nice, byon! He takes care of us! We wouldn't have anywhere to be without Axel-sama!

[He subsides a tiny bit after this outburst, huffing angrily through his nose.] And I don't wanna lose any more memories. Chikusa's enough of a jerk about knowing more than me already, byon.

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