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The Far Shore Mods ([personal profile] godsoffortune) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2017-10-16 07:05 pm

October Training

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: September 4th
Where: Meeting Hall, 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.

It seems Bishamon's temple is unavailable this week due to business, although she has generously allowed a number of her shinki to go on with their usual tasks of passing out pamphlets and assisting the newcomers to settle in.

Gods and shinki arriving at heaven's meeting hall are, should they allow it, guided kindly towards a traditional-style dojo and banquet hall towards the back of the meeting hall itself. 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

    Newly arrived gods are escorted into a banquet hall for an informational meeting covering the basics of proper god behavior, although the minor deity conducting the meeting is in too much of a rush to take questions afterwards. They are encouraged to discuss the information with each other and ask questions of more experienced gods, as well as instructed to guide their new shinki appropriately.


Shinki Training

    Various volunteers are stationed around the dojo, 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. Shinki are encouraged to work together to practice what they've learned and discuss their perspectives.

    The garden is available for borderline practice, and a few of the last training's slightly tattered crayon-drawn borderline targets have been brought back out and pinned to bales of straw to make a practice area. One of Amaterasu's shinki is drawing replacements with a large inked calligraphy brush. His targets are simple but elegant, but somehow, before they make it over to the target bales, they're ending up crayon-scribbled into much brighter colors. Maybe it's the child shinki who are in charge of putting them up? They do seem to be giggling a lot, and Amaterasu's artist shinki is looking more and more annoyed...


Physical Training

    The dojo is stocked with a wide variety of practice weapons, traditional and modern, to offer some practice opportunity to 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.

    There's an additional task that the hosts are more than willing to ask for help with. The Meeting Hall seems to be suffering an invasion of cute soot sprites. Although they're harmless little spirits, they leave smears of ash and soot wherever they go, and the shinki are running themselves ragged trying to keep the hardwood floors and white walls clean! They're handing out cleaning rags and flyswatters to squash the soot sprites flat and scrub the resulting smears away -- and, for the softhearted, butterfly nets: although they implore anyone with a net to be sure they let the soot sprites out again far, far away.


Rest and Refreshments

    The meeting hall's facilities are less modernized than Bishamon's: there are rainwater barrels set out by the dojo with fresh towels for hardworking gods and shinki to wash their face and hands. The water is ice cold, so it's very refreshing, too-- brr!

    By lunchtime, the banquet hall where the gods' informational session was held has been cleaned out and re-set with cushions to sit on around long, low tables. Gods and shinki who come inside for lunch will be served a plain but hearty meal, with soup, rice, fish and pickled vegetables to refresh them for the afternoon's training.

    The hall will stay open even after the lunches and tables have been cleared away, so that those who want a quieter space to talk with their new partners can find somewhere in the room. Hopefully the occasional stampede of soot sprites won't be too distracting.




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
  • Help catch soot sprite pests
  • Spectate if you want
  • Have fun~
revolutionfalcon: (decisive)

[personal profile] revolutionfalcon 2017-10-20 11:05 am (UTC)(link)
[That's actually an interesting note, and Shun surveys the boy once again. Having only one eye available would affect his depth perception, so he definitely would have needed extensive prior training to be good at aiming a pistol.

After a moment, he nods slightly and glances back in the direction of the dojo.]


They should have a firearms range set up somewhere in there if you want to keep yourself sharp. You'll have trouble getting an actual pistol unless you had one with you when you came, though.
cieled: (sharp)

[personal profile] cieled 2017-10-20 11:17 am (UTC)(link)
I have one. (He tugs back his coat to reveal the pistol that he always keeps on his person. Even when he sleeps, it is usually under his pillow. Life has not been kind.) I imagine acquiring bullets for it would be problematic?
revolutionfalcon: (calm command)

[personal profile] revolutionfalcon 2017-10-20 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shun leans in very slightly so he can look at it properly, and inclines his head.] Looks old-fashioned, so yes, you'd have an even harder time getting bullets than you would for a modern gun.

[There are certain people here who might be able to help, though, and Shun considers the situation for a moment.] There's a silver-haired woman in blue and gold armour who should be here somewhere. Goes by the Valkyrie. She can manifest weapons, so she might be able to help you.
cieled: (earl)

[personal profile] cieled 2017-10-21 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
It is modern for me, but I suppose time has moved on for some. (He lifts the pistol and checks it. Yes, it is fully loaded, at least.)

I can fire a rifle if I am hunting on horseback. (But he dislikes the backlash. Rifles have a nasty kick to them and he has to fight to keep his balance.)

Thank you. Is she a god?
revolutionfalcon: (declaration of intent)

[personal profile] revolutionfalcon 2017-10-21 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd say it's most people, but there's at least a few who come from times that are probably closer to yours than mine. [He can't be certain, but a gun like that seems like it couldn't be too old - nineteenth century, maybe, in which case Temeraire might get on well enough with him.]

I doubt a rifle would do much for you here. Isn't worth the recoil from the firepower considering what we're likely to be fighting and at what range. [A pistol would probably do him exactly as much good when they so far haven't encountered anything that would be actively resistant to bullets. Or at least, not more so than any other weapon.]

She's standing in for Osiris.
cieled: (sharp)

[personal profile] cieled 2017-10-23 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
You are...from what year? (He looks over the other young man critically, trying to surmise how far in the future he might be.)

I thought not. (Ciel shrugs.) I could make do with a knife or a sword too. I do know how to fence.

(His eyes widen - though one is, as ever, covered.)

Osiris? She would be interesting to know. (More death deities.)
revolutionfalcon: (high ground)

[personal profile] revolutionfalcon 2017-10-23 12:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Around the middle of the twenty-first century. [Shun isn't quite going to admit that it'd take him a little bit of thinking to nail down the exact year, considering he lost track of time a bit during the war. A year range should be enough.] It's 2016 here, so I'm still from the future compared to this.

[It sounds a little odd to say, but they definitely don't have the kind of technology here that he has in his world.]

There's plenty of experienced swordspeople here to keep you occupied with that, then. And she could definitely make you a sword. [Considering she made Shun one.

That expression of interest piques Shun's own, though, and his eyes narrow slightly.]
Are you in the Egyptian pantheon?
cieled: (seal)

[personal profile] cieled 2017-10-24 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
(So much time! Over a hundred years easily. Ciel can understand why he must look and seem incredibly antiquated.)

It is difficult for me to imagine such a year. (But he must!) I thought the world might end long before.

(Because humanity is excellent and all is going well in his time.)

I will speak with her on both matters, thank you. (He inclines his head slightly.) No, but I know something of death gods.
revolutionfalcon: (the hell do you want)

[personal profile] revolutionfalcon 2017-10-24 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
No, though not for lack of trying. [Quite a bit happened in the twentieth century, after all. Shun sounds somewhat bitter about that point, though that's less what happened in the twentieth century and more what happened in his own.

Shun's eyes narrow slightly at the mention of knowing of death gods. He's more a funerary god than outright death, but he's been to at least one meeting of them, so he has a general idea of who's who.]


We have a lot of them here. Both people who became death gods and people who were already death gods in their own worlds.