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[CLOSED] what a shock

Who: Yamanbagiri Kunihiro and interested people. Yamanbagiri and Sakura.
When: IC: Jan 18
Where: Konohanasakuya's Temple, Far Shore.
What: A practical session where Yamanbagiri test out the Song of Warding off Lightning with interested parties from his post. And maybe treat them afterwards for coming.
NOTE: If more people wants to join in, let me know ICly in the network post or OOCly via PM/

Sonica.

► A Shock Test (Closed to people who agreed to help him)

Konohanasakuya's Temple can be found in the western district, the area most affected by the volcanic eruptions days ago. Yamanbagiri have done his best to clean up the temple, at least the areas most likely to have people walking around.

Although, if he haven't done it in time, he'd still ask people to meet him outside of the temple. That way, they can test out the song spell without causing too much trouble inside the temple. And he really doesn't want to make more mess to clean up.

Around noon, Yamanbagiri is waiting outside of the temple. Next to him is some boxed snacks in a cloth bag, resting on the ground near his feet. There's just some snacks in them, but who knows what people likes? Hopefully, they don't mind some sweets.

But now, he waits for the people who agreed to help him test.

► Un-Shocking Therapy (Closed to Sakura)

By the end of it, and bidding his guests farewell, Yamanbagiri returns back to the temple. He would go to the kitchen and wash the boxes he used for snacks. But instead, he enter one of the rooms.

And then he just sit down, before almost flopping backward onto the floor. He let out a sigh, feeling himself exhausted. He still need to head to the kitchen, but maybe later.

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'Look for the ninja,' Edge had said, and really that was pretty good advice: Edge was difficult to mistake for anything other than what he was in his cloak and mask, and also helpfully he raised one hand to wave as he strolled on up. Definitely the place, right?

[Berserker shows up at the appointed place and time with a message pre-typed on her phone. Being unable to talk is a thing, unfortunately. And when she finds who she estimates to be Yamanbagiri, she turns it around to show him.]

Hello. I'm Berserker. I'm here to help with your training.

After that online conversation with Edge, Yamanbagiri did manage to fit in looking up typical ninja outfits. Well, he did see a lot when he try to search online. It only serves to make him curious to see what Edge looks like in person.

Seeing someone approaching, Yamanbagiri waves back. And really see what they're wearing. That's... pretty much a ninja outfit.

"Edge, right?"

[Yamanbagiri's been waiting, his eyes slowly scanning his environment. He did his best to clean up the area around the temple, but just in case something slip past his attention. Or anything suspicious, if they're not people who agreed to help.

He blinks when he see someone, and glance down at her phone. He looks back at her and nods.]

Hello, and thanks for coming to help. I'm Yamanbagiri. [Since they're introducing themselves. Which is fair, since he didn't show a picture of himself on his post.] Are you ready to start?

( Of course she's been nervous about Yamanbagiri's training. She'd been able to find some relief in knowing he was on the temple grounds. As training had wrapped up, she'd gone ahead to get things ready for Yamanbagiri. So it really doesn't take her long to find him, a small tray of snacks and tea, healing staff at her side. She sets the tray down next to him and goes ahead to one of the closets, opening it and taking out some of the pillows blankets that had been stored away for the day.

Kneeling down next to him, she places her hand behind his head and slides the pillow under it, )

You're tired.

"None other! The Far Shore's premiere ninja, warrior, and all around incredible guy, at your service!"

He didn't suffer from an excess of modesty, to be certain, but he was so cheerful about it all it almost didn't even sound like bragging.

"And today I'll put my ninjutsu at your disposal!"

[ Ryoma promised he'd come, and he was ever a man of his word. The man on the network was an odd sort--brave, perhaps. Foolhardy. It was strange to think someone was so eager to test their mettle by throwing themselves face first at a challenge and hoping for the best--but if Ryoma was honest, he had a streak of that impulsiveness in his chest too, despite the better efforts of level-headed people he no longer remembered.

He makes his way to Konohanasakuya's temple dressed in his armor, foregoing casual clothing in favor of being prepared and respectful of actual work. Raijinto sways lightly with each step, bright white and completely prepared to sword its hardest and electrocute the daylights out of a certain person if their singing weren't entirely on point. He raises a hand in greeting on his approach, giving a solemn nod to suffice as acknowledgement until he's within speaking-without-yelling distance. ]

Greetings to you.

He's rather cheerful about it, Yamanbagiri is almost thrown off by it. Well, he guess ninja can have any types of personalities.

"Uh... yeah. And thanks for coming. I'm Yamanbagiri Kunihiro, the one who asked for this."

[Sensing Sakura next to him, he opens his eyes and see her face. Feeling her hand, he slightly lift his head and then feel the pillow next. He lower his head and relaxes.]

Thanks.

[He feels pretty comfortable like this. He wonders if he'll get up later after he rest up?]

... I am, but I'm glad I did it.

[Despite some moments—which he was basically asking for, really—he feels... accomplished. A really good feeling to have, for a small achievement.]

[The person waiting outside is a serious looking cloaked swordsman. Although for this training session, he didn't intend on using his sword. But he'd still feel strange to even stand by outside without it by his side.

While he waits, he goes over the lyrics in his mind. Words he'd sing and already memorised to the smallest intonation. Noticing someone's approach, he looks at them and waits. Until they're close enough.]

And you as well. I'm Yamanbagiri Kunihiro, the guy who asked for this.

[And shinki of this temple, but he figured that's obvious enough.]

[ As Yamanbagiri gives his name, Ryoma gives a bow of his head--one should be ever polite, even to one's opponents. Or... whatever you are supposed to consider someone who wants you to hit them with magic, for good or ill. ]

I am Ryoma, shinki of Ler. I'm the one with an enchanted blade.

[ It feels weird to boil down his identity to who he serves, but that's the most neutral title that he can think of on short notice. Ryoma moves until he's within his range for calling a strike of lightning off of Raijinto, hand on the hilt of the blade. Regardless, he's here for a purpose, and Ryoma's never been much of one to waste someone's time with pleasantries or stories when there's a reason to be seen to. ]

Let me know when you're prepared for the ranged cast.

Edge was very deliberately being cheerful right now, because the alternative was not something he wanted to deal with.

"Nice to meet you! So it's a song that wards off lightning you're trying to test?"

I'm just glad you're okay.

( It was stressful watching all of that! But she won't scold him or bring that up considering how proud he is right now. Brushing his hair with her fingers just a little bit. Hopefully he does't take this too self consciously because she knows how he can be about his face being seen but she's only trying to care for him right now, )

But you know... I was thinking... ( Uhm, ) You looked really cool, today.

[Berserker nods, putting away her phone and picking up her mace. The head begins to crackle with electricity.

It seems she is in fact ready to start.]

Now they're onto business. Yamanbagiri gives a nod.

"That's right. The Song to Ward Off Lightning." The name is pretty self-explanatory. "I'll be singing it and see if I really mastered it."

And Edge's ninjutsu should help him find out the answer.

[He briefly notes this—so she use a mace for it?—before he stand ready.]

Alright.

[A short moment later, he starts to recite the lyrics, his deep voice hitting the intonation with practised ease.]

If thou pray'st to me and yet deem thy faith to be of little value...

[He knows she's caring for him. But there's still that urge to look and hide himself away. He is still... slowly but surely trying to get over it. His eyes glance away for a moment, out of self consciousness.

And then he blinks, looking back at her again.]

You think I'm...?

[Once he realises what she said, his cheeks slowly turn pink. Around his head, small pink, cherry blossom petals seems to drift around him. Did the wind blow them inside, or... they just appeared?]

Oh! ( Where did those cherry blossom petals come from? It isn't even very windy outside today! Is the door even open? No, it isn't because it's the middle of the hecking winter and it's cold outside so, ) Where...?

( She reaches to catch one of the petals in midair and she looks at it carefully. It's definitely a cherry blossom petal but where did it come from. She looks down at Yamanbagiri to see if he's just as confused as she is or not and tries to continue, )

Y-yes... You were really cool. ( She's trying to not look to embarrassed herself, now. ) The entire time, I-I was cheering for you! ( Balling her hands into fists, she gives a small pump in the air. She's cheering! It's a little cheer but it's a cheer all the same. ) "Yamanbagiri-san! You can do it...!"

[Shinki of Ler. That doesn't ring any bells for him, but he can put that aside for now. Research can be done afterwards.

Right now, he's going to test his luck against lightning. Yamanbagiri nods and ready himself, standing tall and steady. If he do get hit... he didn't know how it wil turn out, but he can try to hold his ground. With a deep breath, he looks at Ryoma with a determined expression.]

I'm ready.

[Once Ryoma do it, he'll start reciting the opening lyrics.]

[ Ryoma bows his head for a brief moment, and then he curls his fingers around the hilt of his blade. He draws Raijinto in a fluid movement, both hands gripping the sword as he holds it vertical, eyes closing as he focuses. Lightning skips up and down the metal in excited crackles as he silently calls the conduit within, channeling the power--

And then Ryoma thrusts the sword up, eyes snapping open as a streak of lightning sparks above Yamanbagiri, streaking down towards him in a concentrated spike of power. ]

Strike!

[Crackle crackle. Berserker falls into an offensive pose, ready to pounce as soon as the song is over, and giving off the feeling of a predator preparing to strike.]

"What a strange song," Edge mused. But so many things are strange here, he couldn't really question it. Why shouldn't a song ward off lightning?

"I'm ready when you are. Do you want to do it here or somewhere more open?" His ninjutsu could be fairly... broad in scope.

...I have but to part the clouds and return to the heavens.

[Despite the crackling sounds, how much his instincts tell at him to
do anything but stand and sing, Yamanbagiri manage to hold onto his resolve. And finishes the song. Once the final word is sung, spiritual energy seems to start appearing in front of him.]

"It's strange, but not the strangest I heard of." Like that time a dragon is a shinki.

He raise a brow, before looking down the hill. "I don't mind doing it here. But if you think we need more space, we can go down there."

"It might help. Most of my offense ninjutsu is designed to sweep through crowds of foes. Don't want to hit anything with lightning I shouldn't!" Though he'd be going as easy as he could, it was still, well, lightning.

[And as soon as the song ends, Berserker is off like a flash, dashing straight toward Yamanbagiri with a primal yell.]

UUUUURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

[He's getting it at full power - both electricity-wise and in terms of how much muscle she's putting behind the blow. Berserkers are bad at moderation.]

Ah, those... [For a moment, he looks embarrassed and glance away.] They... sometimes appear around me? I think...

[The blush on his cheek grow pinker, as he mutters his guess.]

Whenever I feel happy?

[Which is the most plausible explanation he can think off. The last few times it appear, and someone else notice, he was in a good mood? Or some kind of positive emotion.

As if to prove his theory, he heard Sakura's words. For a moment, he seems surprised and blinks.]

You think I was cool and...

[He's blushing really hard right now, and brings his hands up to hide his face. All while more cherry blossom petals appear around his head.]

[She's loud and fast. Before the blow hits his spell's magic shield, instinct finally makes him tense and about to move.

There's loud sounds of cackling on "impact". The electricity get reflected back towards Berserker upon contact with the spell's spiritual powers. However, her weapon still go through and hit Yamanbagiri's body.

With a breathless, pained sound escaping his throat, Yamanbagiri get thrown back by the sheer force from the blow. And hit the ground at a fair distance away.]

If thou pray'st to me and yet deem thy faith to be of little value...

[Yamanbagiri starts to sing once he see Ryoma draw out the sword. He's tempted to unsheathe his own sword, but now's not the time. He's focusing on finishing the spell, saying the next part of the lyrics.]

...I have but to part the clouds and return to the heavens.

[Spiritual energy appear around Yamanbagiri like a barrier. His head snap upwards and watches the lightning comes straight down for him.

Only for it to hit the energy barrier and get reflected back to where it comes from. Meaning, it moves... straight upward into the sky.]

"Alright, let's head down."

Before he goes, Yamanbagiri glances down at the cloth bagged sweets next to him. Considering what Edge just said, it's probably better if he leave them here.

After a thought, he moves them closer to the temple's entrance. And then walks down the hill.

Edge took his position at the bottom of the hill, turning to face Yamanbagiri dramatically with a snap of his cape. He lifted both hands, fingers curling and uncurling as he made ready.

He just naturally had a flair for melodrama.

Ah...

( What's this? Whenever he's happy, he summons cherry blossoms...? It's a pretty specific type of skill (if it can be called one at all?) and watching more petals appear, she can't help but blush a little more herself. This is happening because he's happy and he's happy because... of what she said?

She bows her head and her shoulders start to shake. It might almost look like she's crying except... )

Hehe...

( It's definitely a giggle. )

I-I'm sorry, Yamanbagiri-san. ( She knows he's embarrassed by this but-- ) It's just... it's so cute...

[No one can ever accuse her of not giving it her all. Thankfully, once he's down and there's no one left to fight, Berserker starts to slowly come down from the battle madness. And this time she's running over to check that she hasn't hurt him too badly, crouching down and rocking him back and forth with her hand.]

Aaaaaaaaaaa...

[Ooooh. If anyone asks, he completely asked for this. Laying on his back and groaning in pain, he opens his eyes to see Berserker shaking him.]

Ugh... I'm fine. Just a bit sore. [A lot, really. And in pain instead of "sore".
He pushes himself up into a sitting position, wincing. His hood fall down, showing his (rather handsome) face. He instinctively reach out to pull it up over his head.] I can say it works... I didn't feel like I got shocked.

The dramatic flair got him to grab the end of his cloak, like he's swept up in the moment to follow along. And he did, turning into position with a flap of his cloak.

And pause for a moment, seemingly embarrassed before he schooled his expression. Er, ahem.

"I'm ready."

He doesn't know how fast Edge's ninjutsu activates, so he starts to sing the spell.

"If thou pray'st to me and yet deem thy faith to be of little value..."

[Oh no, she's about to... giggle?

He blinks for a moment. Because while he knows Sakura is kind, a part of him worry about people teasing or making fun of him for such a strange... skill? If it can be called that, when it's not under his control.]

It's... it's okay? I think.

[A few more did appear, since it looks like she's not laughing at him. But he's still pretty embarrassed! Just... give him time to calm down. Kinda calm down.]

Since it's a little strange and all.

[It's pretty quick! Edge makes a series of complicated motions and signs with his fingers, then sweeps out a hand to complete the ninjutsu.]

[Forked tongues of lightning suddenly fill the air, crackling and lashing out with enough scope and sweep to lance through any number of foes that might potentially face him.]

...I have but to part the clouds and return to the heavens.

[As he finish singing, spiritual energy swirls around and solidify into a barrier in front of him. Whenever the lightning strikes, they would hit the barrier... and get reflected back in the direction they came from.

Bzzt!]

[That would make for a very bad day if Edge had been the direct source! Luckily, the lightning flickers off into the sky, conjured from the heavens rather than cast from his hands as it was.]

[Hey, that works with the song!]

[Still, Edge isn't done; he makes the same quick gestures again, lancing another fusillade of lightning through the air to strike at and around the barrier to test it.]

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[CLOSED] what a shock

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Shock Test

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therapy!!

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you need a little, ooh, shock treatment

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indeed i do

get'cha jumpin' like a real live wire

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what's a little zap between people

a little electrocution between acquaintances

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maybe sparks will fly later

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