thenearshore | December Training

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December Training

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

the basics of proper god behavior

Shinki Training

informational pamphlets

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From Ama,

Physical Training

Rest and Refreshments

Twister

Kubb

lawn Jenga

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~

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[Marinette won't have to worry long. Even as she's looking, there's the shuffle of someone coming to join her looking over the weapons. It's a teenager that's way too damn tall, a black beanie with a pom perched snuggly on his head... and a bright red yoyo rolling up and down from palm to the ground where it just barely doesn't touch.]

Staff.

[It's a muttered answer, one that shows his brain isn't really focusing on the conversation on hand. The yoyo 'string' shines a little too brightly.]

[As had become habit during her time as Ladybug, she glanced over out of the corner of her eye as someone approached. She'd almost been expecting Chat. Disappointment flooded through her when she realized how dumb she was being.]

Maybe.

[But it wasn't his height, or his hair color, or even the adorable hat atop his head that had drawn her attention. No, it was the bright red yoyo he was oh-so-casually wielding.]

... Where'd you find that?

[It takes him a second to realize just what she's referring to, and Chikusa blinks his way back into focus as he snaps the yoyo back into his hand.]

Mine. I came with it.

[Well, two, debatably four, but he only has the one out right now.]

Why?

[It occurred to her that she was probably being a little rude, but curiosity had overridden her need to be polite just now. As it is, her eyes are tracking the yoyo's motion until it snapped back into his hand and out of her sight.]

Ah.

[She should've figured that was the case. Having already peeked through the assembled weapons, she'd yet to run into anything quite so perfect.]

Just curious. I was going to ask if there were any others.

Mm. Most of Bishamon's weapons are... traditional.

[You know, regular people weapons. Still, now he's interested, and he blinks a few more times as he looks over to her.]

....You use them?

So I've seen.

[She's just shrugging at that.]

I have one, but it doesn't appear to be here with me.

[Hopefully she wouldn't have to explain much more than that, because she wasn't sure how much she could say without revealing herself as LB, and that was something she refused to do.]

[Fortunately, she won't have to worry about being asked. There are a lot of reasons people don't come here with certain weapons or things, and Chikusa isn't really inclined to think about that kind of thing when there are other options. Instead, without a word, he shuffles off.]

[....Hopefully she doesn't follow him, because he needs to remove one of his yoyos of its various hidden needles before he comes back with it to shove at her.]

[She'd realized quite soon after her arrival that she couldn't feel Tikki. Which meant that she couldn't transform, and so she had no access to the only weapon she was accustomed to using.]

Maybe there's something else here that would work for me.

[That had been mostly rhetorical, but she couldn't help feeling slightly irritated when, instead of giving her an answer, he shuffled off just as abruptly as he'd appeared.]

... Alrighty then.

[Finding herself alone again, she was torn between going back to trying to find a suitable substitute for her yoyo and following him. In the end, she settled for the former because she wasn't feeling up to chasing anyone just now.]

[There's probably an apology due for how bad Chikusa is at people, but he's sure never going to be the one to give it.]

[Still, after a good five minutes or so, there's the sound of shuffling again, and a yoyo lightly bumps into her back.]

....I want to see.

[Which is barely much of an explanation, but still. Carefully, Chikusa starts to slide the loop off of his finger. His yoyo has been 'defanged', so to speak. There's still the matter of the dangerous state of the string, which is more like a wire in some ways.... but the finger loop and some of it after that is made with delicate flesh in mind. As long as she's not aiming at, like, herself, he figures she should be fine.]

[She wasn't likely to regret the decision she'd made, because really, she needed to find something to use here. There was no guarantee that she'd be seeing her yoyo again and she needed to have a back up plan. Unfortunately, things didn't appear to be going any better now than they had been before she'd been interrupted.

Marinette wasn't sure how much time had passed before she heard the same vague shuffling as before, but she hadn't been quick enough to turn around and now she was blinking as something small bumped into her back.]

What?

[She was spinning around now, head tilting curiously as she glances down at the yoyo.] What do you want to see? [She's probably going to regret asking, but it's too late to take the words back now. What if she's not as good when she's Marinette as she is when she's Ladybug? Even still, she's excited by the thought of even trying.]

How you fight...

[Belatedly, it occurs to him that he needs to bother with the effort to make himself a little more understood, and not just get carried away with his own interest. With the yoyo on its own now and not attached, he holds it out.]

...I've never heard of anyone else using it before.... at least as a weapon.

[It's enough of an oddity that he can't help but be curious. Besides, who knows- it might be useful to know.]

Oh.

[She probably should have been expecting that answer. Instead she's just shrugging and reaching out to take the yoyo. Her finger finds the loop easily enough and before she can even think about what she's doing, she's giving it an experimental toss, watching intently as it rolls to the end of the string and then snaps back to roll up into her hand.]

Oh.

[Obviously it wasn't hers. It felt foreign and familiar all at once, and she's shrugging a bit as she turns her attention back to the boy.]

It's not just a weapon, you know.

[In fact, she's already wondering how much this particular yoyo can do and how much of her yoyo's usefulness is tied into being Ladybug. Obviously this one couldn't make phone calls, and she was going to assume that the string was only so long.]

So... who am I going to be fighting for this demonstration?

[To anyone who's actually familiar with yoyos, Chikusa's particular one is definitely pretty different. Able to cut through dynamite fuses and strong enough to smash into a grown man wearing a motorcycle helmet.... It has a lot of deceiving strengths to it and that's before one thinks about the needle spray it's capable of when loaded.]

[For now, Chikusa takes a step back and hums thoughtfully.]

You have options... The enchanted training dummies, the wooden trees.... Whatever.

[The dummies would offer more of a battle scenario, so it might be more natural.... but the wooden training trees make fine targets as well.]

[Mari couldn't say that she had a lot of experience with yoyos in a general sense. The only one she used consistently was Ladybug's, and that was only because Tikki had informed her that Ladybug used a yoyo. Or at least this incarnation did. She was still a little confused about how all of that worked. But that was beside the point, wasn't it?

This yoyo, however, didn't look like hers. There was no smartphone option, the string was finite. Come to think of it, the string didn't look much like string at all. Interesting.]

There are always options.

[She's eyeing the dummies, though. Hadn't she heard someone shouting about one going rogue earlier?]

Where'd this one come from? Before you had it, I mean.

[It wasn't imperative that he tell her, but she was curious. And since it was his, she was assuming he'd at least be able to tell her that much. In the meantime, she's twirling not-Ladybug's yoyo as she considers one of the training dummies. She couldn't get over how odd it felt, but that was probably because it wasn't the right yoyo.]

And what's up with the string?

I don't know.

[He's a shinki; knowing isn't an option for him. All he knows is that he has it, and has since he first arrived. The 'where' isn't really important so much as he's certain he knows how to maintain and use it.]

[For the time being, he pulls out the other yoyo that matches the first and begins to toy with it idly. It's good for her other answer, when he suddenly lashes out with it to a nearby tree, slicing through the lowest hanging leaves.]

[Hopefully that's answer enough.]

[Well, that was disappointing.]

Oh.

[It hadn't even occurred to her that he wouldn't know. But she's shrugging it off.

And then he's pulling out a second yoyo. She's about to ask how many he's currently smuggling, but her mouth snaps shut again as she watches the other yoyo slice through the leaves on a tree.]

Neat.

[Her yoyo couldn't do that. As far as she knew.]

You're a shinki, aren't you?

[She really had no idea, but based on the non-answer he'd given her previous question, she supposed it was safe to assume. In the meantime, she's back to twirling the yoyo in her hand, and then she's lashing out too. Mostly she's just curious to see if she can hit the same branch he'd hit.]

It's handy.

[Versatile, at least. While he'd rather not have to do outright combat, at least he never has to worry about lacking a weapon of any sort. Toying with it yet again, and he glances back to her.][It could go either way with some people, unless they were using shinki magic or had a name in an obvious place.]

I like it.

[She just hadn't been expecting it was all. What she liked most about her own yoyo was the fact that it wasn't the typical weapon. Chat had a staff, and he used that like one would expect. Her yoyo, though? It was more of a tool than anything, but she could use it to immobilize someone or distract them if necessary. She expected it would probably be the same with a normal one.

And the fact that he wasn't answering her question wasn't lost at all on Marinette. But that was okay. He wasn't obligated to give her any answers. As luck would have it, she had managed to hit the same branch. She'd merely smacked it with the yoyo itself, but that was enough for her. For now.]

Thank you for letting me use it.

Mmm. Sure.

[It's interesting to see someone else use it. Not exactly in the same way as he just had, but still a viable enough use. Ignoring the sharpness it apparently has- it takes a certain kind of speed and tension after all- he continues to do idle tricks with what he has in his own hands.]

Do you know how to make one...?

[He certainly didn't say much, did he? It wasn't a bad thing, but he was probably one of the most laid back people she had ever met.]

I know how to make a lot of things, but that isn't one of them.

[Did he know how to make one? It certainly made her wonder. Now that she'd contented herself with trying to hit the branch, she was back to idly toying with the yoyo.]

How about you?

[It couldn't hurt to ask, right? Maybe he'd even answer!]

I.... think so. I maintain mine.

[There's just never been any reason to make a new one. Still, now that he's brought it up... Snapping his yoyo back up into his hand, he searches for his phone. It's more effort than he'd normally like to deal with, but...]

If you found the materials... I could try.

[This is the sort of skill he should know for certain that he has. Better before he really needs to know, like if his yoyos get destroyed.]

[Oh wow. She hadn't even been expecting an affirmative. This was great! She was just going to assume that he hadn't made the ones he had, though he'd literally just admitted to not knowing where he got them. So... it was possible?]

If you want to. But I'm definitely going to try and find- ... oh. What would I need to get?

[At that thought, she's glancing down at the yoyo in her hand, chewing her lip in concentration as she considers the unorthodox weapon. True, she had a good deal of experience in crafting various things, but she'd never really been good at trying to guess what something was made out of.]

Or if you didn't want to do it for me, you could show me how? I wouldn't mind learning, honestly.

...They gave you a phone, didn't they?

[His opinion of the Heavens is pretty low as it is, honestly. He wouldn't be surprised if they hadn't for once. Still, he's pulling his own out, flipping through it.]

[It'll be easier to send the list to her, rather than intone it.]

They did.

[That had actually surprised her a little, but she supposed it made sense in the grand scheme of things.

At that point, she's pulling out her own phone and holding it up so he can see it.]

Don't they give them to everyone?

....Just making sure.

[Still, flicking his own phone number onto the screen, he raises his hand to show it to her.]

My number.

physical training (weaponized yoyo buddies??)

Yoyo envy is real, yo.

everyone wants them

Rightfully so

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