December Training

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: September 25th
Where: Bishamon's temple, the Far Shore
Summary: Training and informational sessions for newly arrived gods and shinki



Gods and shinki arriving at heaven's meeting hall are, should they allow it, guided to Bishamon's temple, where a reception area and a traditionally styled dojo and training ground have been made available for the day. 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 Western-styled reception hall within Bishamon's temple 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 shinki volunteers, both in the white-and-gold of Amaterasu's shinki and in Bishamon's red-piped black uniforms, are stationed around the dojo, passing out helpful informational pamphlets. They will be happy to instruct the newcomers in the use of the borderline as well as offering an explanantion 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.

Someone has brought two overflowing boxes of back issues of From Ama, the Heavenly magazine, which includes profiles of successful shinki and gods, historical tidbits, and the occasional magazine quiz to help shinki determine how well they're currently working with their god or what their greatest strength might be.

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.

This month, a clever shinki magician has created a dozen straw-stuffed training dummies, some with sword-length sticks and some with polearm-length sticks, that have been enchanted to really fight back. Unfortunately, the spell isn't perfect yet! They're good training partners, but sometimes they might go a little haywire and try to smack passersby.

Rest and Refreshments

Along with bottled water, there are several large boxes of energy drinks and vitamin drinks in small amber glass bottles, and an array of protein bars and meal bars. One particular shinki in white, a bespectacled twentysomething man, is explaining the health benefits of everything on the table (even the water!) with great enthusiasm to any guest who looks even a little confused. It takes great tact to discourage him.

Party games have been set up on the lawn near the refreshments table: Twister, Kubb, lawn Jenga, and more.

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
• Play some games
• Spectate if you want
• Have fun~

Comments

[kuroi_taiyo]

[ Okay, changing back? Just as fucking weird and disorienting. Amusingly enough? Whatever was keeping the 'braid' so round and floating just barely off the ground when Judar was standing, was now gone. Leaving the tail end on the ground right now. ]

Yeah, not getting used to it in a while... Shit, why'd this happen?

[ Now his head feels heavy. God dammit. As if he needed that on top of the headache he's got. ]

[boneofsword]

[Archer isn't the one to start it, he merely snarks back. So 1:1.]

Who knows. [after all, it's not that easy to ignore all the commotion.]

[lionhearrt]

[ A small grunt in response as if he already knows before that cigarette goes right back in his mouth. He doesn't feel like talking. ]

[sonofson]

Whatdaya mean?

[Goten looks left, right and then at himself before giving Judar a confused look. He doesn't get what he's implying.]

I don't think my luck is that bad.

[lionhearrt]

[ Mikoto is a brawler. He fights with nothing but his fists. Yet, watching him twist through the air like a dancer, it almost seems like the fight might be staged, yet there's too much force behind his blows, his targets vanishing one after the other amid the destructive red flame that burns them into nothing. Here is the Red King in his element, fighting to let some of the pressure out, fighting because that's all he knows how to do, all that comes naturally. Yet, engrossed as he is he in his need to attack he's not such a novice to let the god nearby go unnoticed. But he doesn't stop. Not yet, he still needs to let out more and fightings the only out he has. When he finally comes to a stop, it's not because he's satisfied but because there's nothing left to destroy. ]

.....

[ He turns to face the god then, and an idea sparks to life as he smirks. ]

Want to take their spot.

[ Because right now, he needs the outlet, right now there's nothing but red waiting for him. ]

[lionhearrt]

[ Mikoto is a brawler. He fights with nothing but his fists. Yet, watching him twist through the air like a dancer, it almost seems like the fight might be staged, yet there's too much force behind his blows, his targets vanishing one after the other amid the destructive red flame that burns them into nothing. Here is the Red King in his element, fighting to let some of the pressure out, fighting because that's all he knows how to do, all that comes naturally. Yet, engrossed as he is he in his need to attack he's not such a novice to let the god nearby go unnoticed. But he doesn't stop. Not yet, he still needs to let out more and fightings the only out he has. When he finally comes to a stop, it's not because he's satisfied but because there's nothing left to destroy. ]

.....

[ He turns to face the god then, and an idea sparks to life as he smirks. ]

Want to take their spot.

[ Because right now, he needs the outlet, right now there's nothing but red waiting for him. ]

[lionhearrt]

[ His shoulders tense before his mind wakes to the smell of smoke. After a moment, his shoulders relax again and his eyes open to the light of day. He says nothing, doesn't need too. He knows who sits beside him and the notion has him frowning, only then distinctly remembering the last words he told him - Don't follow. And yet... he pulls the cigarette from his mouth, tapping off the end saying nothing. He has nothing to say. ]

[stonebird]

(The dress itself is very revealing for her. Her soulless shinki had suggested a shorter skirt, but she hadn't been able to imagine something so...shameless. Showing her arms is bad enough! But the bodice is supportive and it rises high enough to not show overmuch cleavage - even if she falls.

None of it matters, really, when he...makes the dummy freeze. Sansa blinks, her Tully blue eyes filled with wonder. Had he used...magic? No matter how much she sees, she is captivated by spells.)

How did you do that? (She struggles to her feet, wincing faintly at a bruised hip.) I'm fine. I did not expect it to move so quickly or with such ferocity.

[stonebird]

(The hand is strong and she can feel the warmth through her bodice. Sansa quickly straightens herself, twisting to look at her rescuer.)

...yes. Thank you. I didn't expect it to attack so violently.

(But it's good practice. She should expect no less in battle.)

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[lionhearrt]

[ Alex will suddenly be encased in a red shield as Mikoto steps into view. The target dummies can crash into that shield but they're not getting past it. And occupied as they are with her, they forget the real enemy. From his spot, Mikoto gathers his powers, compressing them into a heated ball of fire making it smaller and smaller until the pressure from it is almost too much to contain and then suddenly he releases it and red explodes out like a volcano, spewing fire and crashing forward decimating everything in its way. Inside the sphere of power Alex is safe, the temperature warm but not hot, definitely not anywhere near the heat that suddenly slams into her pursuers, disintegrating them in seconds leaving nothing but a memory of their existence. ]

[stonebird]

(She much prefers tea, but this is necessary. Sansa has been practicing by herself against her soulless shinki and it is thanks to him - Eteri - that she is venturing out now to do more. Getting knocked down is part of the risk that she is willing to take, though it does hurt.

She takes his hand and pulls herself onto her feet, expression bordering on embarrassed.)

I am. I will not fall for that move again. (She gives a small smile.) Thank you for coming to my aid.

Physical Training

[moonlitknight]

[ From behind: ]

It's your stance.

[ He tells her as he crouches down to offer a hand. ]

[stonebird]

It sounds like it. (All the more reason to learn self-defense. She glances at the dummy and then gives Davesprite a grateful smile.)

I am blessed to have you looking out for me. I hope I can return the favor someday. (Because she is determined to be less a victim and more a victor. She has taken the long road to that goal, but with each step, she is closer.)

[stonebird]

Really? (She appreciates any lessons and she takes his hand without hesitation.) How should I change it?

[moonlitknight]

[ He set Bloody Rose back in its holster. ]

It was broken.

[ And needed to be put down. ]

[stonebird]

I said we would spar. I have no desire to harm you; I merely wish to see your skills.

(Out of curiosity. Sparring is another sort of "conversation" as it were.)

... (She is silenced by the second bit, her brow furrowing the slightest bit. The sword lowers a few inches until the last question.)

I would only do so if I knew they were unharmed.

[bussounoshima]

[No Hassan. No Kouten Brigade. No one hovering protectively over her shoulder from a few feet back with a loaded shotgun. After a few months, she's finally starting to get used to that. It's too annoying to admit she misses them.]

Too many. [Though they've lost a fair number of them since she arrived. Genjo clearly doesn't remember that, which is to be expected after all this time.] Hakkai and Gojyo are here. That friend of yours, Dokugakuji, too, but no one else you should recognise.

[But no Goku and no Hassan.]

[moonlitknight]

[ He helps her up, letting go when she's back on her feet. ]

Your feet. They're too close together.

[moonlitknight]

[ And toward the broken pottery he takes him, hand still locked on his wrist. ]

[moonlitknight]

[ The wooden sword breaks against the hand he used to shield, the pieces falling to the ground as the god grabs the enchanted figure before it has a chance to escape. ]

Yes, I did.

[stonebird]

(She looks down and slides her feet further apart.)

Like this? I do feel steadier.

[moonlitknight]

[ A nod. ]

Now move one foot back and bend your knees a little.

[stonebird]

(She knows better - at last - to not knock an important lesson. She shifts her right foot back and bends her knees, making herself slightly shorter than her usual five feet and nine inches.)

Are you a soldier?

[moonlitknight]

[ A look her way. ]

Something like that.

[appealingdame]

[Charlotte giggles and leans against Edge some more.]

Oh! You think I'm pretty? That's so sweet of you!

[Wow, this is. Easy. Huh.]