June Intro/Training Log

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: July 26
Where: Bishamon's temple, the Far Shore
Summary: Training and informational sessions for newly arrived gods and shinki



The product of many meetings and recommendations, at last it has taken shape. On this day, in anticipation of the new arrivals who appear in a recognized pattern, Heaven has partnered with the new gods and shinki to organize a very helpful informational reception.

The shinki arriving at heaven's meeting hall are, should they allow it, guided kindly towards Bishamon's temple. And in that vast complex they are brought to a traditional-style dojo.

Here the newly arrived gods are gathered, so finding their partner is more simple. The gods and shinki are free to take their time during this day to learn about the aspects of their new life from Amaterasu's shinki, or from the many veteran new god and shinki volunteers.




Divine Bureaucracy

Wasn't it the newly revamped Shinki Agency's job to assign shinki this time... They thought it was the original team of Amaterasu's shinki's job this one last time before Shinki Agency took over the responsibility. Needless to say, when the shinki wake up at the Meeting Hall, there's a lot of shouting. Eventually, one of the Shinki Agency representatives herds the new shinki together and instructs them to please all go to Bishamonten's temple for the time being and they will send a runner with the god-shinki assignments as soon as they can.

New gods and old gods alike will not be notified that there is a mix-up unless they come to Bishamon's temple for Training, until the Shinki Agency can figure out what happened.

Important addendum: For this round, gods still have a vision of how their shinki died, however they can't make out any details, particularly about who they saw die.
Once a shinki of the Agency gives the god the name of their shinki, the god is then able to find them by name. Once they give their shinki a vessel name the god will have the full vision of how their shinki died.

This addition comes in response to some questions and need for clarification. Apologies and thank you for your input.

God Training

Bishamon herself, as well as Amaterasu's ever-present shinki and any volunteering gods, will be the foremost source of information regarding being a god and what is expected of them, such as prayers. It is encouraged that gods group up together to practice what they've learned and discuss their ideologies.
Newly arrived gods are still expected to communicate to their shinki the information* they themselves get oriented with when they arrive.

Shinki Training

Various volunteers are stationed around the building, passing out helpful informational pamphlets. There are many shinki, including Bishamon's and Amaterasu's, who will be more than happy to train in using the borderline and some of the basics of what is expected of a shinki. It is encouraged that shinki group up together to practice what they've learned and discuss their ideologies.
Bishamon's lead shinki Kazuma offers a lecture to new arrivals that will thoroughly cover some essential points about teamwork with both shinki and other gods.

Physical Training

The dojo is stocked with a wide variety of practice weapons, traditional and modern. There are volunteers here as well, willing to assist in basic training. (Or even more advanced sparring, depending on the volunteer.) Essential for gods who, for example, find themselves with a sword shinki but are at risk of cutting off their own toes.
Also useful for veteran new gods wishing to train with their current partner shinki.

Rest and Refreshments

There is a garden off the dojo that is free to be used for rest and conversation.
Should anyone wander outside the designated area, some shinki of Bishamon's will attach themselves to them and not leave them be until they return to the dojo.

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 just taking a quick break to cool down. Even hand towels are provided by Bishamon's helpful shinki. The Heavens wants everyone to stay in good condition!

In Summary:

• New characters are welcome to ask old characters if this mix-up is common (spoilers: it's not)
• New Shinki: Get all the information you can handle from the pamphlets provided (links above and see FAQ)
• New Gods: take what information you can from Amaterasu's shinki (see FAQ) while waiting to find out if you've been assigned a shinki
• Veteran gods and shinki are welcome to volunteer showing the ropes
• Get in some training
• Don't get dehydrated
• Spectate if you want
• Have fun~

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[intohell]

❚❚❚ Divine Bureaucracy

[She doesn't know why, but the fact that someone messed up what sounds like an easy task is rather annoying. How hard is it to get people to do their jobs? ]

I hope this isn't typical. Nothing will get done around here otherwise.

❚❚❚ Shinki Training

[Now that that whole God and naming thing is taken care of, Riza joins in the shinki training. She'll offer advice to anyone who looks like they may be having trouble. Otherwise, she's going to be putting in as much time as possible perfecting her technique.]

❚❚❚ Wildcard

((ooc: Got something else you want to do instead? Go for it. I'm up for pretty much anything. Not sure - pm me or hit me up at purkle))

Garry - OTA

[artificialrose]

A - Divine Bureaucracy

[Okay. This is..... really weird.]

[He's woken up with what he imagines what must be amnesia, the disconcerting feeling that he's dead- now why would he think that?- and surrounded by a whole lot of other people who look similarly confused if they're not the ones who are yelling and running around.]

[For those who are just as confused, they'll be approached by a very tall man with a suspicious kind of look to him with that messy hair and baggy set of eyes, but his soft and gentle voice doesn't match his appearance at all. For those who know Japanese, in fact, he's referring to himself quite femininely.]

Excuse me... I'm sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but... would you happen to know where we are, exactly? Or what's going on?

[Eventually, when they're brought to Bishamon's temple, Garry hangs around the outskirts for a bit, curious and able to better see their little group this way. Being so tall really has it's advantages.]

God and shinki assignments... I wonder what they meant?

[He's talking to himself, but any other fellow confused newcomers or anyone coming to the temple for training is free to overhear him.]

B - Shinki Training

Oh, that's what they meant.

[One of the informational pamphlets is in his hand as Garry makes sure to keep out of the way in the little training area they've been provided. He's reading over everything carefully, brow furrowed.]

It all sounds so outrageous and kind of scary, but....

[Well, it's not like he has much else to go on here. Carefully keeping the pamphlet open in one hand, he forms the recommended gesture with his other. Think about drawing the line and...]

[As the borderline springs up suddenly with a swipe of his hand, he jolts back slightly in surprise.]

Oh! My.

[....That didn't hit anyone or get in the way, right- ]

C - Physical Training

...I think I'm in the wrong place.

[Arms crossed, Garry surveys the array of weapons that's been laid out for gods and shinki alike with some degree of wariness. Still...]

Then again, if I'm supposed to protect, ah.... my god- [Wow that still sounds weird to say.] -then I should at least know a little self defense...

D - Refreshments

[For all that he's confused and things went off to a rocky start, Garry has to admit that the spread of food is amazing. As he carefully picks through the food, he smiles at whoever is there with him.]

It's a rather generous spread, isn't it?

Chikusa Kakimoto - ota

[kokuyoyo]

A - Divine Bureaucracy

[....Well. He came here just to check out the training day that Bishamon, but instead....]

[Standing on the outskirts of the new shinki gathering, Chikusa nudges his glasses up his nose.]

Such a simple task, and they manage to ruin it...

B - Refreshments

[Anyone wandering near the refreshment tables will get to see this amusing sight. One of Amaterasu's shinki seems to be gently berating or requesting that a lanky teenage boy leave at least a little for everyone else before they turn away.]

[Upon which Chikusa immediately snaps his hand out with lightning speed, turns on his heel, and absconds with his latest food gain.]

[Call him out? Laugh? Follow in his example?]

C - Wildcard

[Chikusa can be found all throughout the training grounds, usually working on his borderline more than showing off his weapons. (He's an assassin- got to keep the element of surprise with those yoyos.) If you have another idea for him, feel free to hit me up with it.]

Wendy - ota

[nopixiedust]

A - Shinki Training 1

They really did it!

[Wendy probably shouldn't sound so happy and proud about a piece of paper, but she really is as she flicks through the pamphlet. Or maybe that's exasperated relief? It's strangely hard to tell.]

[To anyone standing nearby, whether they're looking or not, Wendy comes over waving the pamphlet in her and.]

Can you believe this? It only took them months to pretend they have their act together!

[She says it with a smile.]

B - Shinki Training 2

[To anyone practicing on a more physical level than with borderlines, Wendy is taking the initiative again.]

Hey, you! I need you to try and kill me.

[A brief pause, which is just long enough for people with morals to have a heart attack or at least be really confused.]

Or, I guess.... Pretend to try and kill me?

[That's better, right]

C - Wildcard

[Wendy can be found working on her acrobatics in both a performative sense and a combat sense. Feel free to give me any prompt not mentioned here.]

Divine Bureaucracy

[kokuyoyo]

It's actually been worse.

[Don't mind the lanky and yet easy to miss teenager who's been watching all this chaos from clearly outside the group, arms loosely crossed as he leans against the nearest vertical surface that will allow it.]

[bearpuns]

one; god training

[ Teddie had tried to pay attention. Oh, did he try. It was not long into something someone was saying about prayers that the younger boy had moved on in his mind, squirming around in the crowd to find a familiar face. When he had looked for about two minutes, Teddie seemed intent on giving up. ]

I don’t get what any of this means…God stuff, prayers…plus I haven’t found Sensei at all…

[ Teddie quieted as he stood and thought. ]

I could always sneak out of here and try to find something…I mean, they don’t have those shrinkos or whatever.

[ He continues to mumble to himself, thinking. Maybe someone should stop him…]

two; refreshments

[ Having someone attach to him meant that he was going to talk this persons ear off, given that he was happy to make a new friend. Though, he seemed to brush off when they asked for him to go back in.]

You know, you sound a lot like Yosuke! Don’t you understand I’m an independent bear and I don’t need anyone with me!!

[ Teddie didn’t seem interested in going back, but was interested in the food that he found. Maybe help the God be a little nicer to the shinki…]

three; wild card

ooc; plan things with me or come up with something! Contact me at [Bad username or site: ”hopegoats” @ ”plurk.com”]

[nibelungvalesti]

Physical Training

[As usual, the Valkyrie has only one purpose here: to train others in battle. To that end, her Einherjar stand ready in loose formation nearby, while she herself watches the others nearby with cold, imperious regard. Those who look in need of aid, she unbends enough to approach.]

Do you require training?

Jennifer -- OTA!

[theunluckygirl]

[God Training]

[This figure might be familiar to some, though the shinki mark that used to decorate her hand is gone now and, much to her surprise, wasn't replaced. The ex-shinki stands around hesitantly for a few long moments before she approaches the area for new gods, trying to get the attention of one of the attending shinki.]

E-excuse me? I think there's been a mistake. I...I'm not a god. I can't be. I was-- Before, I mean--I was a shinki. That doesn't just happen.

[And one of her former gods was a mind reader. Jennifer nervously glances over her shoulder.]

[Rest and Refreshment]

[Yeah, knowing her ex-god was a mind reader and likely might'e already picked up on her presence here again isn't doing Jennifer's heart any favors. So she's been tending to stick to people like glue, while trying to appear subtle about it.

Spoiler: It's not subtle.

Around the refreshment table she's quick to stand close to people under the pretense of intensely browsing the food and drinks, but she keeps nervously glancing around every once in a while and is as tense as a coiled spring.

But she's safe in public, right? ...Right??

Her hands shake badly enough that she spills her drink a little and she jumps back with a dismayed cry, distracted now by the stain down the front of her dress and her hands.]

[Secrets]

[She needed to change and there's an unpleasant itching sensation at her back. She's been led away by one of the spare shinki, who's left her in a room to change and gone to fetch something to change in to.

In the mean time the itching sensation proves a little to frustrating for Jennifer, and she quickly strips off the dress down to the slip beneath it and locates a mirror, turning to look at he back in the reflection.

She can see the formation of letters in scars she knows weren't from back home. Hesitantly she pulls the slip off as well so she's in her bra and underwear and gazes in quiet horror at the ugly lines carved into her back. DEATH TO AMATERASU in sloppy hiragana stares back at her and she feels suddenly, terribly cold all over.

Jennifer slowly turns to face her reflection again, not sure what to think, her mind blank and her heart pounding. If someone stumbles in, she doesn't even notice at first, too wrapped up in this to bother with a reaction right now.]

Divine Bureaucracy

[mithrarin]

[Dust, hearing that in one ear, glances over with a slight smile born of a rather cynical humor.]

Actually, this is the best I've ever seen it.

[likethelight]

✞ Physical Training

[ While not someone to seek out someone to spar with, Allen will be very easily approachable—and will also offer assistance to anyone he sees struggling. ]

Ah, sure. [ Which means regardless of how it came to be—have a smile now, sparring friend. ✨ ]

Then, do you prefer hand-to-hand or with weapons...?

[ It's the bright-eyed and polite inquiry from one slender white-haired boy-god. As he smiles radiantly too! Sunshine and rainbows—as cracks his knuckles just a bit... too cheerfully. In fact there's actually something unsettling about that... ]

Either is fine for me. [ So well-mannered, so agreeable. Is he sparkling? It kind of looks like he's sparkling. And yet he doesn't seem to have any weapons on him, practice or otherwise... ]

✞ Divine Bureaucracy

Are you alright? [ Whoever you are—you looked new and confused or upset. Enough to make Allen pause to notice with a blink before asking.

Pale grey eyes and a stark red curse-mark on his cheek that's somewhere between tattoo and scar standing out from how pale his complexion is, he cuts a strange figure even for a god. But he smiles in a way that's both understanding and (wincingly) sympathetic, waving a hand slightly in an offhand motion. This is a pretty messed up day even as days here go. ]

It probably seems really strange, I know.

✞ Wildcard

[ Allen can be found mostly there to train, skirting the god training area somewhat surreptitiously although he could certainly be snagged in his attempts to avoid being asked god-things—and of course parking by the refreshments afterwards. He's particularly pleasant and chatting up the shinki that are helping to monitor and staff the refreshment tables. He knows who to charm and how to make sure he doesn't get kicked out for eating everything. ✨

Wherever he goes there sure is a strange flying, bird-like orb following him everywhere, too.. it kind of seems sentient. Watch out, Tim can wander off on his own too. You might just turn around and find him staring at you. ]

[freezetheheavens]

God Training

[Toushirou isn’t very impressed with what he’s been told, but he’s nothing if not adaptable. The way he sees it, it’s not too different from what he already does, and while he’s a little upset that he’s been taken here from a middle of a war, it’s a nice adjustment.

He sighs softly, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Not the worst thing that can happen, though he does wander off eventually to look around properly.]

Physical Training

[Be sure to watch out.

He may be tiny, but he does know what he’s doing with a sword.

Anyone is free to come and join him. He’s itching for a spar.]

R&R

[Toushirou can be found in the garden. He’s siting somewhere off to the side, a bottle of water in one hand as he sits and watches people.

Anyone who wanders close to him might notice that the air seems cooler around him, but he’s ignorant to it. Or rather, he doesn’t mind how the air would gradually drop.]

[Wildcard]

[Feel free to make something up of your own or hit me at seabutterfly]

Wildcard~

[freezetheheavens]

[White-haired people doesn't seem to even register on Toushirou's radar. It's not as if it's an odd thing to see, after all.

What does catch his attention is that flying, bird-like orb that's staring at him. He gives it an unimpressed look, eyebrow raising at it briefly. Just to see what it can do, he holds up his hand at it.]

Hadou no. 33: Sokatsui.

[And yes, that's a blue fireball shooting towards at Timcampy now. Don't worry. He hasn't used enough reiatsu to make it big. It's just a smaller version of the fireball.]

Shion | No. 6 | OTA

[asterflower]

[A: Divine Bureaucracy]

[Well that is not the most graceful way to wake up in a bizarre new place. Confused and dazed and without any recollection of where he is or-- who he is, Shion stumbles around the Meeting Hall with an unsure look on his face.

There is a dull pain in his chest and he rubs a hand over the spot slowly. His clothing is strange, his chest feels strange and his head feels strange. Everything is ... Strange.

As they all get shuffled out the door to Bishamon’s temple, Shion might ask you,] Excuse me... Do you know what’s going on?

[B: Shinki Training]

[After being somewhat briefed Shion is then shuffled off to study a new skill. Shion can be found with his shoulders hunched as he pours over the details in the paper pamphlet.]

... Borderlines? This looks complicated.

[Is it magic or is it a physical thing? Shion looks puzzled. He doesn’t think he’s much of a fighter at all. It makes him feel a little anxious and a little insecure. How is he going to be a good shinki- weapon of the gods- if he isn’t a fighter?]

Guess there’s a first for everything.

[In Shion’s case- everything is a first. This lack of memory is frustrating.

In any case he takes a deep breath and then sweeps his hand in a motion that he’s been directed and shouts awkwardly,] Borderline...!!

[... And nothing happens. Shion blushes and sighs...]

[C: Rest and Refreshments]

[Shion sips at a bottle of water as he wanders through the gardens. He decides to sit down near one of the many beautiful ponds to rest. He causally leans over to peer into the water and ... Catches his reflection.

White hair... An odd red scar running across his cheek...? Shion suddenly gasps and panics, dropping the bottle into the water for it to make a sploosh.]

What- What happened to me? Why is my- ... !!

[An effect of memory loss is that Shion can’t remember why his hair is the way it is or why his eyes are blood red. He pulls at the fabric of his clothing to run his fingers over the ugly red scar that coils around his neck and down his chest. He suddenly is having a very hard time breathing.]

Ahhhh!!

[D: Wildcard]

[Got something else? Throw it at me!]

Divine Bureacracy

[freezetheheavens]

Apparently gods and shinki are assigned together.

[Also, hi. Here's a tiny shinigami who seems rather bored with what's going on.]

Shun Kurosaki | OTA

[revolutionfalcon]

[A: God Training]

[Shun isn't new, nor is he terribly fond of the kind of idle garbage discussion he usually finds to be common during the "god training" exchanges. However, there is information newcomers might potentially want to be privy to beyond what the Heavens have told them on coming in, and it's for that reason alone that he's in the general area of the god training, leaning on a low wall.

He's not approaching anyone, but his eyes are in constant movement, scanning over everything and everyone around him in repetitive patterns that change only when someone comes near or there's some sudden movement that his eyes flick to and focus on. If anyone chooses to approach him, they'll get a quick, calculating scan up and down before he settles his gaze on their face.]

If you're interested in talking philosophy, go back over there.

--

[B: Physical Training]

[The physical side of these training meets is much more Shun's area, and he can be found doing different things at different points in the day. If anyone's interested in learning any of them, they need only approach; he'll stop when anyone does, giving them that same weighted glare.]

(i.)

[Early on in the day, he's mainly practicing acrobatics and maneuverability, moving between a set of gymnastic blocks with a series of quick flips, leaps and the occasional showier move where he might reverse flip onto one block and then use the recoil to boost himself back onto his feet on another. In this case, any approach is likely to make his next flip not to another box, but onto the ground in front of the other person, where he straightens up and dusts his hands rather nonchalantly.]

Did you need the equipment, or something else? [He tends not to assume people will interrupt him in training with no reason to.]

(ii.)

[Around the middle of the day, he's instead training with swords, both a very short one and a much longer, thinner-bladed one depending on the time. For the moment, he's only using a wooden practice blade in both cases, though the unfortunate dummy bearing the brunt of his attacks doesn't look any better for it.

The sound of an approach will mark one last hit before he lowers the sword to his side, glancing back at the newcomer.]

I doubt you'll want this one once I'm done with it.

(iii.)

[Later on, he's doing the physical fighting that's much more familiar to him than the sword - hand-to-hand. However unfortunate the earlier dummy had been, it's nothing to the suffering the current one is going through, as Shun practices precise strikes to pressure points and weak spots that would put most normal people down in a hit or maybe two. His strikes are sharp and measured, but still brutal, and he raises his leg in an incredibly high kick that swipes off the head of the dummy.

With a disaffected stare towards the stuffed ball rolling away across the ground now, Shun turns his attention within a moment to any onlookers.]

If you're here to spar, I could do with a partner less useless than these things.

--

[C: Rest and Refreshments/Wild]

[Though the word "rest" isn't exactly high in Shun's vocabulary, he does end up at the refreshment tables every so often, though only ever drinking water. He also spends most of that time glaring at everyone else in the vicinity. At the very least, he's available, whether anyone wants to approach him for discussion or to ask why he keeps glaring daggers at anything that moves nearby.]

one!

[cuteshit]

Teddie?

[While Kanji wasn't among the newest crop of gods, the fact remained that while he'd been here for awhile already, he didn't really know the ins and outs of being one just yet. Now that he had a shinki in his care, it was even more important that he learn how to handle his duties as a god responsibly, which was why he'd decided to come and check out training at Bishamonten's temple.

He'd expected to see a lot of new faces-- but he hadn't expected Teddie to be one of them.]

Is that really you? Please tell me you know who I am, man.

[He's at god training, so he should have his memories, but... just in case. Nevermind the fact that if he didn't, Kanji would have caused some serious damage just by asking him that.]

[genkireaper]

A. Divine Bureaucracy

What do you mean there's been a mixup?

[ It was meant to be an honest mistake, explaining the situation and shuffling all of the new gods and shinki over to Bishamon's temple. They say to not shoot the messenger, but the blue-haired teen was certainly shooting this one down with her words. Botan had no trouble giving a piece of her mind to the poor representive as all of the shinki were being led over to that second location. ]

New department or agency aside, how do you just let this kind of thing slip through your fingers? Do you not communicate with each other? Whose bright idea was it to just make that kind of assumption and let it lie? Really, if I wasn't so sure that there'd be a storm of complaints already, I'd insist on having a word with the supervisor.

[ She normally wasn't such a coarse person, but this just spoke against all kinds of professionalism and responsibility. It's left her with quite a tiff. Two seconds into being dead and she's already challenging her elders. ]


B. Shinki Training

[ Oh good. Pamphlets. Really, despite the indignation of the mixup earlier, it's honestly nice to see some kind of help in making sure all of them were starting off on the right foot. Well, save for the part where it said 'wait and your god will find you.' It couldn't be helped at this point, but that sure was a hiccup.

Still, there was quite a trove of information. From numbers, which were promptly added to her phone, to things about having names forced upon shinki and what they could actually do. After watching a demonstration, at first the teen held her hand in a loose gun 'pose,' staring at it for a few seconds before extending the middle finger to finish the hand position. As Botan goes to make the swiping gesture, calling out line, there was something in her instincts that said something else was going to happen. Her hand adjusts just in time as a long wooden oar appeared in hand.

Accidentally swinging at whomever was unlucky enough to be within range. It was at about that point when a very important piece of information was explained by a shinki instructing another nearby. Which left the girl feeling very sheepish. ]

Oh, so sorry! I suppose I should listen to all of the directions before just trying things out. You're not hurt, are you?

[ If she knew that she had to be Named by the god that she didn't know the assignment of before casting borderlines, she might have held off on practicing. ]


C. Rest and Refreshments

[ There really wasn't anything unusual. If this was the time to relax and refill your reserves on drink and snacks, then so be it. With a can of juice, the girl was contentedly and casually taking sips. Just. While sitting on a wooden oar that was floating about five feet in the air.

Of course, one could only hold off on their curiosity for so long. As pink eyes 'discreetly' scanned across towards people, those sensitive or paranoid enough might get the feeling of being prodded at in some manner. Not to the point of crossing barriers, but to get a feel and impression for things and the people that were around. ]


D. A Late Assignment

'Upon arrival, each shinki is assigned to a god. Wait and they'll find you.'

[ She repeated the second line of the brochure, word for word, as the day seemed to be ready to come to a close. There were some things that couldn't be practiced or learned until this happened, which meant that the only thing left seemed to be to wait. Leaving the girl in the pink kimono waiting on the stone steps, looking through the boards and everything else that could be accessed from the provided phone.

In the other hand, the wooden oar kept popping in and out of 'existence,' so to speak. ]

This whole phone thing really has gotten more involved from how I knew it...

God Training

[kokuyoyo]

[Chikusa clearly isn't a god and in fact only passing through, but he pauses at the sight of Jennifer. Isn't she familiar....? And when she speaks up, clearly flustered, that only has him remember quicker.]

[Don't mind the peanut gallery, Jennifer.]

That sort of thing has happened multiple time, actually...

Kaede | NPC

[fuuthewind]

Divine Bureaucracy

[Perched one of the steps leading up to the double-doors of the meeting hall, Kaede is rubbing her temple trying to will away an on coming headache. She hadn't been apart of the shouting but she had been one of the shinki present during it all. With everyone pointing the finger at each other it was near impossible to get anything done and on the day the new arrivals showed up no less!

After stepping in and proposing a ten minute break to clear the air and hopefully calm everyone down, Kaede and the other shinki had gone their separate ways. Hopefully it would be enough to clear some heads and figure out this mess.

Letting out a sigh, she kept her head down drifting back into her own thoughts.

She needed a drink after this.]

Wildcard

[kokuyoyo]

[Someone is watching very closely as Allen charms the shinki helping out with this whole event.... but it's only when those shinki in question turn to go do other chores and there's no one around to really pay any mind does he step closer with a tilt of his head.]

....You've been eating a lot.

B

[kokuyoyo]

Your will has to be stronger.

[So many people seem to have trouble with that part.... From where he's standing to the side, nose in a book and apparently not training very hard at all- although the spine isn't tilted in a way that Shion can see easily- Chikusa sighs.]

If you don't think it will be there, then it won't...

[artificialrose]

[How young this kid looks... But then, this whole gathering seems to have quite a variety. Garry keeps quiet on it for the moment, especially since there's something more curious to him.]

That much I suppose is obvious.... But I'm afraid I can't quite understand the meaning. 'Shinki' isn't something I've ever heard before....

Rest and Refreshment

[freezetheheavens]

[There's a sudden hand on Shions' back, cool enough that it even seeps through his clothes.]

Calm down. Take a deep breath.

[Just follow the sound of his voice, okay.]

[artificialrose]

Excuse me, miss...?

[Since it's been clear that nothing else is really happening inside the strange hall just yet, Garry has had the idea to at least poke around for a better idea of where he is.... if he can remember even that.]

[That's how he's stumbled out here, although he pauses at the young woman who's sitting there and looking quite frustrated. And with her fingers at her temple...]

Are you feeling alright? Do you need water?