一篠 優花・Yuka Ichijou・Reflector Shine (
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Entry tags:
- hollow knight: the knight,
- hyper light drifter: the drifter,
- marble hornets: tim wright,
- original: erika fisher,
- undertale: chara dreemurr,
- ✖ disney: mickey mouse,
- ✖ kingdom hearts: xion,
- ✖ marvel 616: wade wilson,
- ✖ off: the batter,
- ✖ original: kyouko kougami,
- ✖ original: sonje forstner,
- ✖ original: yuka ichijou,
- ✖ overwatch: jesse mccree,
- ✖ shadowrun: gobbet,
- ✖ soul eater: maka albarn,
- ✖ tales of the abyss: asch the bloody,
- ✖ the adventure zone: magnus burnsides,
- ✖ undertale: muffet
Let's Train in 100 Times Gravity
Who: Anyone who wants to come by! Tag in, thread with Yuka, thread with each other, whatever you want.
What: Combat training/practice.
When: Sunset, each night for a week minimum.
Where: East end of Islet 1.
Warnings: Possible blood if things get out of hand, implied 80s training montage songs
Yuka chose this location because the ground was level, there was enough space for people to move around, and nobody was really using it for anything else. No wild beasts, no fish people to disturb, no strange psychological effects... the ideal place for people to gather for an hour or two and get some good-natured fighting in. The snow on the ground wasn't ideal, she supposed, but that stuff was everywhere, so they'd just have to make do. It'd probably be snowing during the invasion, anyway.
Each evening, as the sun inched towards the horizon, Yuka set her other tasks aside to come out and wait. Jug of wassail sitting at the edge of the space, bundled in warm clothes and scarves, Yuka paced, wondering if this was really going to be worth the time. Are there people willing to spend that much time to train others when there's so much else that needs doing? Can someone even learn enough to make a difference in this little time? For that matter, are these shadow monsters something you can even fight with your fists? If nothing else, it would be good to do some physical activity in just to get her mind to stop going in circles.
For those who arrived early, there would be less to do, but even just talking through what different fighting skills people had would be useful for later on. Once more people arrived, those who use similar weapons could work together, and those with more combat experience could work with those with less. Or, people who know each other or are curious about each other's abilities could seek each other out for a sparring match.
So: Fight, teach, learn, take breaks, drink, chat. Bring your own wassail if you can - Yuka's can only stretch so far.
What: Combat training/practice.
When: Sunset, each night for a week minimum.
Where: East end of Islet 1.
Warnings: Possible blood if things get out of hand, implied 80s training montage songs
Yuka chose this location because the ground was level, there was enough space for people to move around, and nobody was really using it for anything else. No wild beasts, no fish people to disturb, no strange psychological effects... the ideal place for people to gather for an hour or two and get some good-natured fighting in. The snow on the ground wasn't ideal, she supposed, but that stuff was everywhere, so they'd just have to make do. It'd probably be snowing during the invasion, anyway.
Each evening, as the sun inched towards the horizon, Yuka set her other tasks aside to come out and wait. Jug of wassail sitting at the edge of the space, bundled in warm clothes and scarves, Yuka paced, wondering if this was really going to be worth the time. Are there people willing to spend that much time to train others when there's so much else that needs doing? Can someone even learn enough to make a difference in this little time? For that matter, are these shadow monsters something you can even fight with your fists? If nothing else, it would be good to do some physical activity in just to get her mind to stop going in circles.
For those who arrived early, there would be less to do, but even just talking through what different fighting skills people had would be useful for later on. Once more people arrived, those who use similar weapons could work together, and those with more combat experience could work with those with less. Or, people who know each other or are curious about each other's abilities could seek each other out for a sparring match.
So: Fight, teach, learn, take breaks, drink, chat. Bring your own wassail if you can - Yuka's can only stretch so far.
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Fortunately, she does elaborate a moment later: "The magic, yeah. Thing is, most people know about all that already where I'm from, but it... doesn't usually work like that? Humans can't just whip out spells like that unless they're carrying some seriously heavy enchantments around."
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"Thing is, the only magic I'm used to full-blooded humans being able to use is ritual. Like, sure, you can get a charm set on a weapon or somethin' if you really want to, but humans can't usually just... whip out giant keys or fireballs or whatever. 'Powers' 'n all that aren't really something that happen, unless they've got some magic blood in them."
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Yuka folds her arms thoughtfully. All this stuff about other worlds is honestly fascinating. "Where I'm from, magic was supposed to be something that only exists in fiction, so I probably would have been amazed if I saw someone use a magic weapon. I basically stumbled blindly into an alternate world connected to mine through dreams, and that's where all my powers came from. Even then, it took some really drastic events before I was able to use any of them outside of that dream world. I wish I could tell you something concrete about how it works, but the only person who knew more about it than me and Kyouko, uh... wasn't exactly a good person."
The tactful way of describing someone who tried to end the world.
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"A dream world? Huh, that's... interesting." Could be cool, could be suspicious, she'll figure out what she thinks of that later. "Who's, uh... Kyouko?"
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"Yeah? Is she here, too?" If she is, that seems like it'd be pretty great for both of them. Being alone here, without anyone else from your world, seems like it'd kind of suck.
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"Yeah, she's..." She glances over at the nearby ruin that she's calling a home. "We're living together right now. I don't think I would be holding myself together at this point if I had to do it alone."
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"I was kind of nervous about sharing a living space with someone else at first, but it's been really nice." Now that she's over the initial embarrassment, Yuka visibly brightens while talking about Kyouko. "Having someone waiting for you when you go home at the end of the day makes me feel less... lost, I guess. It's like I actually live here, instead of just being stuck on a weird island."
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"Guess I can kinda see that, if it sucked so much for you back home." She can't imagine choosing this place over her own world, but that's her, and this is someone else. "...Must've really sucked for you to want to stick around in this... leaf-dump. So, uh. Sorry 'bout that."
Yeah, she'll accept it but she really, really doesn't get it.
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She trails off a bit, looking down. Behind her back, she half-consciously clutches her arm.
It feels easier to continue this thought with a sympathetic stranger than with someone she actually knows. The stakes are lower.
"...I was born... male. So, I'm expected to live the rest of my life as a man. But, now that I'm here, I can leave that all behind and start over as 'Yuka'..."
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"Y'know... fair enough. Like, if it's between living on some island where the sun dies once in a while or having to pretend to be someone you're not, all the time, forever? I can kinda see choosing this place. 'Specially if there's someone you care about with you."
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Enjoy that... advice? It might be advice, though Yuka strikes her as the type who's probably got a handle on the whole "not just fucking up everyone who bothers you" thing. Possibly better than Erika herself does.
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It honestly hadn't occurred to Yuka to try beating up everyone who doesn't accept her for who she is. The idea has a certain amount of appeal, but it seems like it would cause more problems than it would solve. "I'd rather not punch anyone if I can avoid it. With people, there's always a chance that you can reason with them without fighting, right?"
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She recalls something Kyouko said a long time ago. "...But if it came down to it, at least I have someone who'd be willing to do the punching for me."
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She grins brightly at that, tilting her head slightly. "That's good! 'Specially if you'd rather not do it yourself."