June Training

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone
What: Information and Training
When: December 7th
Where: Outside the Meeting Hall, 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 the rear of the Meeting Hall, where 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.

Once they've had a chance to have things explained, they'll have the chance to relax and enjoy an afternoon party.




Meeting Hall

God Training

Newly arrived gods are escorted into a much nicer room than the warehouse where the last set of new gods got their informational speech. It's a smaller meeting room, with tatami floors and a small dais at the front of the room where the speaker stands. A minor deity is giving the speech, and none of the white-robed shinki enter.

The speaker delivers her welcome speech with the intonation of someone who's practiced it many times. Newly arrived gods 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. They are allowed to remain in the room as long as they wish, should they want to discuss questions with each other or with more experienced gods who are here to help out.

Shinki Training

Various shinki in the white-and-gold of Amaterasu's hosuehold are stationed around the dojo, passing out informational pamphlets that have been freshly printed. They will be happy to answer any questions or instruct the newcomers in the use of the borderline. They also accompany their answers, or lessons, with an explanation 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 dojo is back to its old, fully functional self; a set of motionless straw targets line one wall, to be used by people practicing with any of the weapons spread out on tables or hanging in racks on the walls. Outside, six animated straw targets wait in an area marked off with red ribbons and warning signs. Anyone entering the marked area may find themselves in combat with one (or more) of the magical training dummies. Those who leave the marked area, though, won't be chased.

Physical Training

Beyond the dojo, a scavenger hunt has been set up throughout the grounds of the Meeting Hall. Brightly colored plastic balls are hidden in shrubbery, tucked into support beams, floating among reeds in the ponds, and lurking in even cleverer hiding places. When a god or shinki gets their hand on one of them, they will burst open to reveal a hidden prize, such as candy, small toys, or accessories. How many can you find?

As well as the scavenger hunt, the white-robed shinki are engaging in more serious physical training and will be happy to let new gods or shinki join them. Sparring matches with practice weapons from the dojo, jogging laps around the hall, sit-ups, push-ups... or, for the younger shinki, competing to see who's the fastest to climb a tree.

Rest and Refreshments

Midafternoon, once the last of the scavenger-hunt prizes have been found, the white-robed shinki will turn their hands to clearing away the training equipment and laying out a lovely buffet table. Bright lanterns are hung from the trees, and a few shinki even take up a station on one side of the training area and begin playing shamisen, koto, wooden flute and drum. Although their instruments are traditional, their music selection ranges from some very classic Japanese tunes to others that sound surprisingly modern. The koto player can really rock!

Old and new gods and shinki alike are welcome to circulate, socialize with their friends, partake of the buffet food and enjoy the music. There's even room for those who feel inspired to dance, and plenty of privacy offered by the extensive garden for those who would rather retreat with their new partners to have a serious conversation.

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
• Relax at a party
• Have fun~

Comments

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[priforprince]

[ Plagg is being watched. From behind. By a keen pair of green eyes.

And a wiggly tail.

Granted, there is an entire cat between those two things. But those are the important parts.

Because when those eyes are done observing - in a blur, something pounces! For the food!!

Somehow trailing purple sparkles in its wake! ]

What even Hibiki?

[purr_ince]

[Plagg darts to perch himself on Adrien's shoulder giving a whine.]

'HEY! That's my cheese! Adriennnnnnnn!'

[The young god cringes slightly and gently shushes his the tiny little kwami-god. he's snatching a bit of cheese off of his plate and handing it over to Plagg before reaching out to scoop up the strange magical cat.]

Alright you little thief.. You could have just cozied up to me like a normal cat you know. I'd have fed you, you know.

[priforprince]

[ Ah, but this is not a normal cat. This is a purebred celebrity cat that can trace its lineage back to the cats of Priopatra!

Or so its owner would have you believe. It, for its part, cocks its head in a rather insolent expression and looks up at Adrien, unimpressed with this entire affair. Is there more food? ]

Mrowr.

[purr_ince]

[Adrien rolled his eyes before sighing and snagging his spare plate for Plagg. He's shifting things around on the plates until he's got a neat little assortment of cat friendly food on that smaller plate and he's putting it in front of it.]

You're lucky I'm pretty much a god of cats or something. Here we go, kitty.

[Plagg is hrrmphing from his perch and lets Adrien feed him more. Eating happily the kwami huffs.]

'You're going to bring in more strays?'

Plagg, it's just a cat. That's fine. This is fine. And you're always going to be my number one.

[priforprince]

Mywap.

[ This offering passes muster, and the cat begins eating with gusto. It doesn't bother pointing out to anyone that it gets all the food it wants at home. No one has to know that.

Adrien might recognize said cat, the longer he looks at it, depending on how intact his memories of the Far Shore are. It was last seen demanding to be the center of attention in the company of someone who tends to assume the exact same thing. ]

[purr_ince]

Yes, I suppose you would think that.

[Though the longer he watches her the more he realizes-]

You're Hibiki's! What on earth are you doing out here all on your own without her looking after you?

'Other than stealing food.'

Like you don't get enough cheese, Plagg? You've only had to do one Cataclysm since we got here - you're not starving.

'By who's standards?'

Oh my god, Plagg please..

'Well, since you called me god and all.'

[Adrien makes no further comment slapping his hand to his forehead. Maybe he should text Hibiki?]

[priforprince]

Myu.

[ Done with food, the cat flops unceremoniously onto its side, rolls halfway onto its belly, and looks up at Adrien. It has a piece of ripped-up movie script stuck to one claw.

It was following the fun scraps of paper, apparently.... ]

[purr_ince]

Yep. Hibiki's cat.

'You mean the one that was passed out on her desk?'

That's the one. [He's reaching out gently petting the cat before carefully taking the paper off of those sharp claws.] Does she know you escaped?

[He's reaching taking his phone out to send Hibiki a picture of her cat.]

[priforprince]

[ Whether Rosalie understands or not....Rosalie yawns. A long, loud, fluid cat yawn.

That apparently is what she thinks of getting permission from Hibiki. ]

[purr_ince]

[Adrien snorts softly.]

Can't say I don't agree but she's your human and she'll worry.

[priforprince]

[ From her position on her back, Rosalie lifts her head and begins grooming her own tummy. Her long fur gets stuck on her tongue. She tugs, going cross-eyed, and paws at the problem.

You might have to address your concerns on your own, Adrien. ]

[purr_ince]

[Adrien sent his message and settled let Rosalie lay in front of him reaching to scratch behind her ears.] Spoiled little kitten.

[priforprince]

[ Rosalie pauses in mid-tug for ear scritches, and begins to purr with her own fur still stuck to her tongue. She is nothing if not a noble and elegant lady.

Hibiki should be coming soon. Probably. ]

[purr_ince]

[Adrien scratches and purrs at her softly. Gently, he's going to kind of just peel her fur off of her tongue and toss it onto the empty plate.]

Does she not brush you? [He's moving to work his fingers through her fur.] Poor baby.

1/2

[priforprince]

[ Rosalie continues to purr. She tends not to like standing still for being brushed, but something about this particular two-legged food dispenser makes her inclined to tolerate him. He feels almost like a cat.

A cat that admires her, of course. ]

2/2

[priforprince]

I see you're paying her the appropriate respect.

[ WAS THAT A TRUMPET FANFARE, OR A TYMPANI ROLL

PROBABLY NOT, BUT SHIKYOIN HIBIKI'S PRESENCE COULD INDUCE ONE TO IMAGINE SUCH THINGS ]

Stand aside. Only I can sate her.

[ The tympani might, on second thought, have been the noises Rosalie is making the more time she spends with Adrien. ]

[purr_ince]

And I see you haven't been brushing her properly. She was bathing herself and gave her tongue a fur carpet.

[He's scolding even as he peers up at Hibiki, But then he's moving to draw his hand away scooting aside to let her come to her cat.]

She also seemed to have bits of something in her claws and stole my food. How on earth did she get out without you noticing? I don't think you're the kind to let her wander around on her own. So what gives?

[priforprince]

She just escaped on her own. [ There is genuine confusion mixed in with that defensiveness, though. Was Rosalie...dissatisfied? And her fur...

Oh, Princess. Hibiki kneels: come, leap into her arms. She shall address all your woes.

Rosalie looks over, notices Hibiki has the silken purse containing the gourmet kitty treats, and decides perhaps that is worth exploring. She rolls back onto all fours, though she does rub herself against Adrien on her way to Hibiki. ]

To think she could end up in such a state....

[ Yes, that's right, come here. Come here and -

Shove your head into the treat bag. Well, so be it. ]

[purr_ince]

They do that. You may want to watch her more closely.

[Adrien smiled and pet the cat as she brushed past.]

She's such a smart kitten. She was very resourceful. Who else would a cat in need come to but Bast after all.?

[He gestures a hand to the brush.] You need to start doing that more often. Even if she doesn't curl into your lap for it a little here and there goes a long way. Or you could get the gloves that are more like petting. She might like those better.

[priforprince]

[ There, there, fair lady. A few treats at a time. And she wishes to see your beautiful eyes.

Here...we go. Hibiki manages to gently tilt Rosalie's head up out of the treat bag to set it aside and begin brushing. Rosalie squirms. ]

This is the finest-quality brush on the market. She should have no cause for dissatisfaction....

[ But....was your heart longing to be petted, all this time, dear Princess? Mischievous girl, to never get enough. Perhaps Hibiki should grant Adrien the boon of taking his suggestion and.... ]

...."Bast"?

[ Rosalie stretches a paw into Hibiki's jacket pocket and tugs out a few spare script papers to play with. If she must be brushed, she wishes to amuse herself. ]

[purr_ince]

Which is honestly a lie so they can charge quadruple the price for one she'd actually like. The bristles look to stiff and hard they might be hurting her.

[He sighed softly..]

Bast. The Goddess of Cats. Me.

[He's moving to reach scratching gently behind one of Rosalie's ears with his nails.] Poor little kitten..

[priforprince]

You were promoted so you could inform me my cat brush was lacking?

[ ...hibiki

though, to her credit, she does put the brush down. If further investigation proves he is right, and this is not The Best Brush, it shan't be used!

Rosalie happily smacks the script with a paw. Paper is fun, and she's being pet. ]

[purr_ince]

What? [And he's just starting at her taken aback because really?] Of course not! That had nothing to do with you what-so-ever. I just don't like seeing a cat so poorly cared for.

[He's reaching gently to take the bit of script from Hibiki's pocket after seeing Rosalie's fixation on it.] She had some of this in hew claws before. Have you been ignoring her for some book or something?

[priforprince]

[ Ignore her? Ignore this paragon of felinity? ] As if! I was merely...

[ ...forgetting to eat

and to sleep

and having nothing to show for it

and

....

Rosalie tries to climb onto Adrien's hand when she sees he has the paper now. ]

[purr_ince]

Working far too hard? Not playing with her?

[He's moving to draw the cat gently into his lap with one arm as he unfolds the script with the other. As he does he's cooing at her before purring softly.]

Is the silly crumpled-up paper keeping all Mama's attention, minette?