August Training

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: August 15
Where: Bishamon's temple, the Far Shore
Summary: Training and informational sessions for newly arrived gods and shinki



In anticipation of the latest round of new arrivals, Heaven has partnered with the new gods and shinki to organize a very helpful informational reception.

Gods and shinki arriving at heaven's meeting hall are, should they allow it, guided kindly towards Bishamon's temple. In that vast complex they are brought to a traditional-style dojo. The gods and shinki are free to take their time during this day to learn about the details of their new life from Amaterasu's shinki or from the many veteran new god and shinki volunteers.




God Training

Unfortunately, Bishamon is away on business today, but her shinki as well as Amaterasu's ever-present shinki and any volunteering gods will offer 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 receive as orientation 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 as well as offering a lecture on the basics of what is expected of a shinki and the importance of teamwork with other shinki and with gods. It is encouraged that shinki group up together to practice what they've learned and discuss their ideologies.

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.) This is vital for gods who, for example, find themselves with a sword shinki but are at risk of cutting off their own toes.
It's 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:

• Get all the information you can handle
• Veteran new gods and shinki are welcome to volunteer showing the ropes
• Get in some training
• Don't get dehydrated
• Spectate if you want
• Have fun~

Comments

[challengesfate]

No, they did not. But, if it's to be granted to someone else, I don't think it would be a negative power.

[But...how do you make it...go to people. How does it come out? Does she just...gesture with her hand? Does she look at someone and will it? Lucina frowns, staring at her hand with a rumpled brow.]

[sweetdeath]

[Tsuzuki holds his hand out to her, palm up. Touch seems like a decent place to start, in his opinion: although it'll probably depend on just what kind of power she's talking about.]

I don't think it'll hurt me, I'm just wondering how to test whether it worked!

[Cast a spell? Lift a big rock? Well -- he can try them in order, if the power itself doesn't give away its purpose.]

[challengesfate]

[She glances up when he offers his hand, then back down at hers, before nodding once. Alright. She can do this. Yeah.

Lucina gently places her hand in Tsuzuki's, eyes closed as she focuses. Let the power go to him...let it go...go for it, power...

There's a subtle warmth that passes from her hand to his, and once Tsuzuki draws back, he'll find he feels significantly physically stronger for a few minutes.]

[sweetdeath]

[Tsuzuki blinks, flexing his hand. There's an odd feeling of warmth lingering in his palm, from more than just the touch of her hand, and he feels like he could lift a boulder.

He's not going to try, in case shinki can throw their backs out just like living people can, but he is going to turn in a slow half-circle until he spots a practice weapon hanging on the dojo wall that's big and heavy enough to be a good test. It's a mace, and it looks like it must be at least ten pounds worth of metal; he reaches up, and lifts it off the wall.

It feels like it's cast out of aluminum. It can't be.]

... I think I am stronger.

[He glances over at her, and swings the mace in an easy circle, one-handed. This is cool: he's beginning to smile more and more broadly.]

It should be a lot harder to do this than it is!

[challengesfate]

[Lucina's eyes widen, and she draws her hand back, letting out a soft sound of surprise.]

Incredible...! That should definitely take two hands to hold, at least!

[Ahah but it's probably only going to last, like, five minutes? Baby God needs to practice a bit more, so be careful.]

[sweetdeath]

I know. Here -- [He holds it out to her.] -- I'm not wrong, am I? This is pretty heavy?

[The strength! He could run ten miles, swim the Sea of Japan.... once she's weighed it in her hands, he's taking it back and stepping back far enough that he can toss the mace easily from hand to hand.]

It works, all right. With a power like that, you'll want to work with other people, though, right?

[-- and, between one toss and the catch, abruptly, his super-strength runs out.

The mace hits his palm, he closes his hand, and it drops right out of a grip he hasn't calculated for his normal strength to land, handle first, directly on his toes. Tsuzuki yelps and hops backwards as the mace clatters on the floor.]

[challengesfate]

Ah-

[Yep, it's decently heavy! Lucina doesn't hesitate to pass it over once Tsuzuki is ready; she's not weak by any means, but heavy weapons have never suited her.]

Yes, I suppose so. But I am used to working in a grou...

[Aaaaaaaaaand then it's very obvious that this little gift of power has fled. The mace falls, and Lucina gasps, reaching out as the weapon hits the floor.]

Oh, Gods - are you alright? How badly does it hurt - is there a medical tent nearby? I'm so sorry - please, let me help!

[Lucina you didn't hit his foot with a mace it was an accident]

[sweetdeath]

[Ow. He sits down on a padded target, pulling a face.]

I think I'll be okay. [Cautiously, he lifts his foot, flexing it.] Yeah, nothing's broken-- ow-- okay! Yeah. It's fine. Just, you know.

[Slightly squashed. He gives Lucina an embarrassed grin.]

So, uh, I guess there's a time limit on the power, huh?

[challengesfate]

It would still be prudent to get it checked...

[Seriously, power stuff can wait, now she's looking around and hoping for someone who looks remotely healer-like]

And not let the user toss weapons around like that.

[sweetdeath]

I know, I know. [He sags, embarrassed. So he was being way too cavalier about a power he didn't know anything about. But it had been cool! He'd looked cool.

Until he dropped the mace on his foot, but, look: he'd been cool for a couple of minutes first. He's reaching down to untie his shoe and peel his sock off to inspect the damage.]

Seriously, look -- it's not too bad....

[There's a red blotch over the top of his foot where the mace's weight had struck it, but it's already fading. Tsuzuki suspects that's mostly just his own healing abilities -- it would've been an amazing bruise otherwise -- but even without healing, it wouldn't be worth making somebody look at.

He grins up at her, a little embarrassed.]

[challengesfate]

[No no, it's okay! He'd looked incredibly impressive, but for the sake of his future safety, it is recommended he not do that again.]

My...that is a lot less of an injury than I would have expected. Are you sure it's alright...?

[sweetdeath]

It must've been a lucky hit.

[Or he could just admit he heals with inhuman speed -- but. Look. That still makes him uncomfortable to admit, and he doesn't yet know how Lucina might respond. Some people have a problem with nonhumans, after all. He'd seen them on the network, but most of them had been anonymous there...

... anyway. He smiles at her, nervously, and starts putting his sock back on.]

It'll just be a bit of a bruise. Anyway -- do you want to keep practicing? You could time how long it lasts. I promise I won't juggle the mace any more.

[challengesfate]

[Some of her best friends are only half human! It's actually pretty okay in her book, if just unusual. Still, she smiles slightly.]

Do you promise? If so, I would greatly appreciate the chance.

[sweetdeath]

I promise. Believe me, one bruise is enough!

[He ties his shoe, with a wry laugh, and wipes off his hand on his slacks before he holds it out to her again, to avoid the foot funk.]

[challengesfate]

[She's dealt with worse than foot funk, it's cool. Lucina reaches out once more, concentrating on sharing the power...

Aaaaaand there you go, five more awesome minutes of awesome!]

[sweetdeath]

[Still, it's kind of rude to make her deal with it on first meeting... but he's not going to worry about it too hard. He grins cheerfully at her and picks the mace up again, more carefully this time.]

Okay, so I'm going to put this back. Think maybe they've got weights somewhere around here? I could see how strong I am now.

[challengesfate]

It's likely they do. If this place is designed for our training, it makes sense to have training equipment.

[Though she's...going to watch you very carefully, buddy. Don't go and do something foolish again.]

[sweetdeath]

[He's good! He's being careful. He's also tossing her a wink before he dashes off to look for weights of some kind. They've got to be somewhere...]

Time me, too!

[And it's good he's said that, because by the time he's found the weights, almost three minutes have passed. He returns with a couple of fifty-pound barbells in each hand, grinning, and sets them down near her.]

[challengesfate]

[She's doing her best to keep track of the time in her head - it's not easy, Lucina's smart but not in a mathematical sense - and she comes over as he approaches with the weights.]

That's a considerable amount to carry! And it hasn't yet worn off?

[sweetdeath]

Not yet! I'll just try holding one of these for now --

[He's suiting actions to words, hefting one of the barbells. Just to be safe, he grabs the bar with both hands. If this wears off, he's not dropping something on his foot again ... and even if this isn't spiky, it is a lot heavier.]

And see how long the strength lasts. Then you can see if you feel anything different between when it's working and when it's not.

[challengesfate]

Okay...

[And she's watching, just in case. Not that she's super speedy and resistant to weights falling on her or something, but...out of concern.]

Oh! That's very clever, actually! Just - do mind what's underneath the weight, is all.

[sweetdeath]

[Tsuzuki winks shamelessly.]

Hey, I'm not always dumb!

[Just sometimes. Like, for instance, when juggling maces. He checks under the barbell with exaggerated care -- it's just the paving stones of the dojo courtyard, so he thinks they're probably safe -- and then, abruptly, the real weight of the barbell hits his real strength as the boost runs out. His arms jolt earthward, but he adjusts after a second, hefts it and sets it aside. It's why he'd started with one. Fifty pounds isn't so bad, as long as he's ready for it.]

-- Okay, that's it.

How'd it feel? Could you tell any difference?

[challengesfate]

[When the power ceases, Lucina flinches, but thankfully there's no yelps or injuries, and so she sags somewhat with relief.]

Hm...no, not too different. Though, perhaps I feel a little tired.

[sweetdeath]

Sounds like you might be wearing yourself out, then. How long did it last?

[He stretches, arms over his head, trying to get what feels like a brand-new crick out of his back.]

... Want a water bottle? I'm going to go grab one.

[challengesfate]

Hm...perhaps, five minutes? From when it started.

[She hums lightly, considering the offer.] You needn't go through the trouble, but if you are already getting one, I won't turn it down.