October Training

[godsoffortune]

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~

Comments

[priforprince]

[ Snapping up a sprite, the net pauses, swaying. Then, after a few beats of thought, it bobs its way down the hallway towards the relaxation area.

Where someone has brought their own fancy sofa, and is seated with their back to the door.

The net sways again, deliberately indicating that silver head of hair. ]

[revolutionfalcon]

[Shun follows it along, and he definitely doesn't even need the indication to figure out who with silver hair would be sitting on their own sofa at a training event. He lets out a faint, derisive hiss, but it doesn't quite make sense to him for a few moments. She definitely isn't the kind of person who would want these things around, after all.

Then again, he got enough spirits trying to prank him and failing during Obon that he knows what their behaviour tends to lean towards, and it doesn't really take much for him to put two and two together.]

You're setting them on her, then. [Said quietly enough that it should only be within the spirit's range of hearing.]

[priforprince]

[ There is a whistle somewhat like a teakettle. It manages to sound both hilariously amused by this prank and ready to raise some hell.

Hibiki flicks a page. She brought something to read. To training. ]

[revolutionfalcon]

[Well. It means someone else is probably going to have to clean them up later, but Shun was never that invested in this cleanup in the first place. He's only doing it because he's on break and it stops people from squashing the sprites unnecessarily.

So, given that, after a few moments of consideration, Shun shrugs and offers the spirit his net.]

I don't like people who do nothing and act superior for it.

[priforprince]

[ ....

He's giving away his net? He's freely offering his spoils for the cause?

This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for teacup ghost and it nearly ascends to the big tea party in the sky, it is so moved. But! Its thirst for revenge will not be quenched so easily.

There is a squeaky sound, like a somewhat gleeful teakettle, and the net is lifted out of Shun's hands. Both nets slowly drift towards Hibiki. ]

[revolutionfalcon]

[Considering Shun doesn't really care to wait around for the explosion, he's already turning to leave. By the time the nets get to their target, chances are he'll be around the next corner and out of sight.

But still definitely within earshot to hear any reaction that might come of Hibiki getting a bunch of soot sprites dumped on her. He's not quite controlled enough not to get some satisfaction out of overhearing that.]

[priforprince]

WHHHHHUUUUAAAAOOUUHGGGHH!!

[ You're welcome, Shun. ]

[revolutionfalcon]

[He's pretty sure he could have heard that from several corridors away now, but he only allows himself a very faint snort of mingled derision and amusement before he moves on, heading back towards the shinki who were handing out the nets in the first place.]