Let's Train in 100 Times Gravity

[shineinside]

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.

Comments

[achievementhunter]

[They might know more than you think, buddy pal. But if you want to put your shield down, Chara's not going to complain- less bruises for them in the long run.]

Wonderful.

[Then they won't hold back, immediately rushing forward and ducking low to the ground- hopefully, precisely as he's anticipating. Swing that axe low, Magnus; they'd love to play jumprope axe with you.]

[proficienciesouttheass]

[ You'd think a guy like Magnus would be doing a better job here. Apparently, he's been so thrown off by the initial attack - and making the mistake of underestimating this kid - that he's kind of fucking up royally.

But, focused, he'll do a better job - except he does swing his axe low just as Chara expects, though he needs to remember halfway to turn the damn thing so he doesn't accidentally chop the kid in half.]

[achievementhunter]

[They almost, almost attempt to surf on it- only to wind up glad they didn't when he turns the blade sideways midway through his swing. Pulling their knees up clears their jump well enough, but the landing is rougher than Chara had hoped. -10 style points.

They can still attempt to swat at his midriff with the flat of their blade, at least. It makes up for it, if only slightly.]

[proficienciesouttheass]

[ He does get hit with that one, not moving away quick enough. But he then quickly steps back, then quickly sidestepping around them.]

Huh, we probably shouldn't be using real weapons!