[OTA]

[roeh]

Who: Everyone!
What: Sparring, training etc
When: All day March 2nd
Where: A fancy pants gym in the far shore
Summary: There's a war going on and it won't be won sitting around twiddling your thumbs. Time to work up a sweat and earn yourself a few bruises and bragging rights in the process.


Turns out the far shore isn't devoid of some of the more earthly facilities enjoyed in life. Not the least of which is a gym. And not just one of those, hot cramps, 24/7 affairs but a whole arena that looks like it might have been plucked out of some classical epic. A real gym for the stars. Or the gods as it were. Upon finding it, it leaves Shepard with just a few ideas and today is the day they come to fruition. A couple days back, guests and residents alike recieve a mass invitation with the time and the place to come spar, train and otherwise get together to work out this situation.

The Main Event;
The largest space is dominated by a number of sparring rings for everyone to take advantage of. And off on the sidelines is ever possible melee weapons one could imagine. It's the perfect time to work on your skills before another wave of ayakashi show up to catch you and your shinki off guard. Some of the rings are even dotted with practice dummies for those pairs that are still figuring out exactly how this god and shinki thing works together. Or perhaps you'd like to pick up some new abilities. You never know when you might be caught off guard with only a bottle opener and a ball of twine to defend yourself. Just grab a partner and have at it.


The Shooting Range;
You didn't think the far shore's most vocal gun advocate would leave this out did you? But it's not just guns that stock the racks at this range. Bows and arrows from all ages as well as a rather impressive collection of throwing knives lay amidst the firearms. You might even find the odd slingshot or two if you really look hard enough. But target practice is target practice which makes this the perfect time to engage in some friendly competition with your neighbor, regardless
of the weapon.


Combat Instruction;
Perhaps some of you come from a world where war is the furthest thing from your mind. Where the worst you have to worry about is whether or not you passed that last exam or when that girl down the street might finally notice you. But to some, your recruitment into the battle against the Ayakashi is just one more stage in the mundane fight that's followed you for most of your life. There's novices and experts alike and this is where both can come together to share their skills. We're all in this together brogamis.


The Water Cooler;
More like a whole corner of the gym that's stocked with not only water, but juice, energy drinks, power bars and all manner of refreshments. There's a pile of clean towels for those of you that really work up a sweat and a bin for you to kindly dispose of them. After a hard day of hitting the gym, it's always nice to relax, unwind, maybe shoot the shit with a few new friends. Or enemies. No one said you had to get along and that was the last bag of chips after all.

Comments

[dominatriarch]

[ She's always heard the term 'art is subjective' and in this case, it certainly is. No matter what angle she looks at it, it's a pile of junk to her. A heap, as it were. That furrow on her brow doesn't leave and instead becomes a raised brow, head tilted slightly as if to see if a different angle will show her just what Sho was talking about. ]

I prefer a more grounded view myself... but to each his own.

[ And now on to more important matters... ]

How many ayakashi did you manage to take down, when we parted ways, by the way?

[piphilologize]

Somewhere around seventy with a twenty percent error.

[ He shrugs, almost sheepishly, when caught without a number he ought to be able to give. He'd intended to count, but shit got a little too real at one point. He'd pushed his limits, but at least he'd come out from it well informed of them.

There were certain non-negotiable weaknesses that, now that he thinks about it, he might get a chance to learn some more about if he keeps chatting with the war god. ]

How'd you do, Bisha? You looked ready to crunch some real numbers.

[dominatriarch]

[ Bisha? Oh dear. That nickname's going around. She usually tolerated it from Kofuku because she can open vents ffs but now from one of the newcomers? Well... it was bound to happen sooner or later.

But back to the matter at hand of which she can't help but have the slightest look of frustration on her face. ]

Lesser than I'd liked. 33. I'd spent more time dealing with making sure the newcomers survived.

[piphilologize]

[ Minamimoto is, unsurprisingly, undiplomatic enough that he can't hold back a snort of laughter. Ouch. That has to sting, doesn't it? He'd have sooner lied in her situation. ]

That's what you get for wasting time on zeros. You coulda used 'em to add to your tally, not subtract from a good time.

[dominatriarch]

[ Oh, she'd be insulted if it was nothing but a competition. But dammit, making sure everyone survived was priority... and that was for both humans and gods and shinki alike. ]

A life saved is far more valuable. If this is how ayakashi are going to be attacking us from now on, then we'll need every hand we can get.

[ But allow her the smallest smirk. ]

That being said... I'll be certain to do better next time.

[piphilologize]

Next time, you and me'll have to play a game and see who erases the bigger heap.

[ It's about as friendly as offers go from Minamimoto. His grin turns just a shade more genuine in answer to her smirk. Saving others was a garbage strategy, but she seems tough. It could be fun. ]

Gotta say ayakashi are zetta interesting. I need to characterize that equation sometime.

[dominatriarch]

I'll take you up on that offer the next time we're faced with a sudden storm of ayakashi.

[ You're on, Sho. She'll gladly accept that challenge and dammit, she'll also keep an eye on the newbies while she's at it just to prove her point.

But what he says causes her to pause slightly. There's something she's heard before... kind of. ]

Taking an interest in the aykashi...?

[piphilologize]

Heh. Someone's gotta. [ He's chill as he gets when he says it, sounding almost like he has nothing more than an intellectual stake in the matter. ]

You can't reverse-engineer a solution if you don't get the problem.

[dominatriarch]

[ Nope, this just reeks of Ebisu and she really doesn't want this to be Ebisu all over again. While he was a decent sort, there's something about this Susano'o who strikes her as a bit of a loose canon.

Him wielding the same masked ayakashi that Ebishu did is cause for concern. But he does have a point. How can you completely get rid of something you don't understand? ]

Don't get in too deep.

[ It's a warning. Not from her... just in general. ]

[piphilologize]

[ Sho's answering grin is positively feline. ]

Who knows? [ He shrugs carelessly. ] The depth of my results are a function of just how beautiful the equation really is.