pawnstorm | Training: The Gammon edition

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Training: The Gammon edition

Who: Caren and you!
When: Gladia 10th (aka August 10th)
Where: Kickdton, Gammon
What: Caren organized a mass training session. This can only go well.
Rating: PG-13 for possible language and certainly violence. Train on!

It's not a difficult place to find, considering the directions: all heroes had to do was find Kickin' Kiwi park, and head straight for the river. There would be all sorts of helpful signs which hero worshippers may have helped set up. Watch out for the kiwi birds though, they're everywhere! In the distance, there's the Royal Foccer Fellowship Stadium. So in case one wishes to go watch some foccer practice instead, that's always an option.

But that's not what you heroes are here for, is it? You're here in the middle of a truly beautiful park for some training! There's a notice (and possibly a fan or two hovering around) stuck to a clean pile of rocks, saying for trainnees must tie a ribbon (which are in buckets, and also somehow stuck to the rocks?) to their arm, corresponding to the training they wish to take. The categories are as follow:

Healing (BLUE) Weapons (RED) Magic (PURPLE) Endurance (GREEN) Sparring (ORANGE)

Trainers are instructed to take the armbands (also found in the buckets!) of the corresponding colours of their course so not to confuse the students. However, if it turns out you are a terrible trainer, Caren will happily take away your armband and give you your own special lesson. (What that lesson is, no one wants to find out).

Don't forget to bring your heroic weapons, because training weapons are not provided. Though maybe you'll get lucky, and someone will want to teach hand to hand combat!

It's also highlighted in BOLD RED LETTERS THAT KILLING IS FORBIDDEN. Try to break this rule, and Caren will break you. Slowly.

Have your ribbon on? It's time to start that training montage!

((OOC: EVERYONE IS WELCOME! Make friends, learn a few things, and have fun!

Also please incidate in your top level if you are a trainee or a trainer!

eg The Doctor | Trainer -Magic
Donna Noble | Trainee - EVERYTHING PLEASE
Jack Harkness | Trainer - Endurance + trainee -magic))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[She stares flatly for a moment, trying to figure out if she wants to trust what is so obviously a trap. After a few moments she holds it out.]

Alright, let's get this over with.

It's not the worst thing.

[She doesn't have a knife, could use her wire, but...hey this'll show her limits and how to work under pressure.

Pinkie to be broken in three....two...one...]

[NOT THE WORST THING HER ASS. OR, PINKIE. AS THE CASE MAY BE.]

[Her face pauses in shock, and she shrinks back and just stares at her finger for a split second before the pain properly hits her. Then, she looks back up as her other hand cradles her finger.]

What the fuck?! I need my hands to cast spells, remember?! Have you been drinking ocean water or something?!

[She's a little bit too hurt to realize her expressions from home might not carry over to here so well.]

[If she was another person, she would have flinched. Instead, she watches Meloria calmly, folding her hands calmly against herself. It's kind of a given with how she's all in pain and such.]

Not both of them. Besides, if I had forgotten that, I could have just broken your arm.

[Not that she drinks ocean water. What, did you want her to puke?]

If you calm down, I can take away your pain.

Oh, yeah, that'll totally get me to calm down, 'don't worry, was totally this worse thing over here that I could do to you if I really wanted to'--You are really bad at this, you know?!

[Even as she complains, her hand is gingerly around her pinkie, feeling the fracture to see how bad it is. Once she's got a good idea of where it all is, she grits her teeth and squeezes it back into place.] Shi-hi-hiiit!! [She blinks back her tears--in real life you don't get to cry.]

Just. Do it. Okay?!

[It's ok Mel get all your feelings out.]

I didn't have anything to cut you with, and you're likely going to have this happen when you punch someone.

[Just saying. She sighs, and makes a flicking motion towards Mel's hand. She could heal it but that'd nullify the point.]

Auxilio.

[And just like that, her finger has been numbed. And Caren's expression doesn't change a wit.]

Better?

[She scowls, looking at her swollen finger. Still broken, sure, but she can't feel it anymore.]

Better. [But she's certainly not about to say thank you.] Maybe do that first next time? Just saying?

Mm.

[No manners? How rude.]

I could, but now you have extra motivation to learn, don't you?

That is, unless you want to go into battle with a broken finger?

Gotta say, I'm really getting tired of this sort of thing. First I get attacked by a bird, now this..?

[She hovers her fingers of her other hand around her broken finger.]

So. What, I just focus my mana into the wound and wish for it to get healed, right?

Oh, that's nothing. You didn't get to star in your own porn story.

[Which is true. Just look on the network if you don't believe her. Anyway.]

Basically, with the trigger word. You might have to do multiple casts, but then again-you are practising.

--you're telling me this story later.

[For now she's focusing her mama on her finger. She can feel it again, slithering within her, as she guides it towards her wound.]

[Give the wish form by saying something... A trigger word for the healing magic. Well, there's one phrase she can think of that summarizes her feelings towards pain, death, and injury in general:]

Screw this!

[Its a much easier wish to visualize for her, the bones starting to knit.]

[She doesn't promise, but she does smile-and laugh at the choice of words. Not loudly, but it's still a laugh.]

Ah, the swelling is going down.

[Check it out, it's working.]

Yeah... It is. [Normally she'd be having to work with a finger in a splint for a week or two after an injury like that. It still feels off when she touches it, so she wraps her hand around the finger and squeezes gently again, focusing on channeling more mana as she casts the spell again... and again.]

This is... this is a lot easier. [It turns out when you're focused entirely on survival for most of your life, it means you're pretty damn good at wishing you weren't hurt.]

[She would, wouldn't she. And bones are harder to heal then flesh wounds. But Caren nods, watching her.]

You're focused on what you need to do, and it helps. You're likely to get soft tissue damage then broken bones, but now you know what to do when inflicted with either.

Poisons however...what would you do if someone threw an unknown substance at you?

'Get the hell out of the way.' [Running is always the answer.] But I'm guessing that we're assuming I couldn't.

If it's not acid, and I'd know that real damn fast, it's probably a contact poison. From there, I'd probably try to get some distance and track how impeded I am. From there, I can probably figure out what kind of poison I'm dealing with... but since I don't have any materials on me to try and make an antivenom, not to mention that those things take time, this is... probably where I'd try to use magic to purge the effect.

--And if you poison me I swear I will be so mad.

[It's not a bad answer. But yes, that's the assumption. But hey, that shows that she's thinking it through! Then again, she did figure out how to use a gun, so she can't be completely hopeless.

So she nods, pleased.]

I wasn't planning to do that today.

[She's...teasing. Really, she is.]

But that's the sort of thinking you're going to have to do on your feet. Especially when it comes to spells, you have-maybe a second to level something back at your attacker.

Well... if I have to shoot back, I can usually make covering fire with my mana weapon. I can even do it while running.

The problem is that I can't just instantly fix any problem at once--without knowing what information I've got, I'm screwed.

That's what you need in any fight: information. And if you can not make any observations about your surroundings, then you're hooped.

With magic especially. You don't have to attack someone directly in order to disable or kill them. Try to be creative.

You can make the grass tangle up others feet, as an example.

Oh, I know that one. [She's evaded enough guards to know that grassy areas are a gamble.]

People make stone walls to try and cut off your path, too, or else they try to paralyze you--try being the key word. It never worked on me. I was a little bit too slippery to get a hand on.

[...you're starting to sound like a thief Meloria.]

That, and you can use uneven earth, emotional upheavals, oil, dust and grit-

Things like that can be summoned or used around you to delay, harm, or kill your enemies. Remember this. You're going to need to practice as it is to make it so the gestures, words, and being able to be creative in a second.

So, I'll leave you to it. Be sure to pick up some food or drink so you can keep going, rest if you don't want to eat.

[Which is silly because every hero she knows seems to love eating.]

[Perish the thought. She's a good person.]

I'm... not usually one to eat when I'm on the job. The food here sort of gives me a... distracting reaction. [She's looking away as she says that--are you familiar with mana sickness, Caren?]

I'll just rest for a bit and then come up with gestures and words on the fly for whatever I happen to see. I might be able to move some small stuff now, or something.

[Good...person...]

Distracting reaction? In what way?

[She's not used to sickness, she's used to addition.]

It's a start. You've got what some may call penny ante spells. But even those can do damage if you do it right. Or at least cause a distraction.

Don't think of it as a main source for now, just as a last resort.

It makes me queasy. Hard to focus on spellcasting when you're focusing on keeping dinner down.

Still, the more last resorts I can pile up, the better. Options, options, and more options. I need those options to not be dead.

...You might be not used to having mana in your body. You might want to focus on a meat diet until it gets better. Vegetarian might do you more harm then good.

[Just as a thought.]

To ease into it. But options are always good in battle, are they not? Just see about holding hands with someone or hugging them if that doesn't make you queasy.

Oh... meat. [She'll have to get used to that--Thinking about it, she hasn't really done meat very often since she'd arrived--Well, she'll have to get used to it.]

Alright, I'll give it a try, and the hand-holding too, since hand-holding... well, it seems to normalize stuff so far.

I haven't gotten to really test the whole exchange thing that much. You know how it is, I'm sure.

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