Tear's Big Project, Day 1

[mysterical]

Characters: Tear Grants and YOU
Setting: The meadow on Floor 25
Format: Starting action, reply as you wish.
Summary: This is the first of the two days for Tear's offer of training in magic. There will be closed parts for certain people and a few open sections.
Warnings:  Magic, fighting, Luke and Asch in the same area with pointy things, possible explosions?

[Tear made her way to the meadow thirty minutes early, a book in her hand as she made that way. She looked around at the empty space and grimaced. Why she'd thought this was a good idea, she'd never know, but she was determined to see if she could get the residents of this Tower of Horror to arm themselves in light of the recent problems with the administration.]

Closed for Luke fon Fabre (OU)
[If the redhead looked carefully enough, he'd see the brunette looking off into the distance at the flowers as she waited for the others to gather.]

Closed for Asch the Bloody, Sheba and Xion
[She'd decided to work on the redheads away from one another, but any friends they brought were fine. She'd expected to see the blond after their exchange on the network.

Closed for V/V, AU Link and Zelda
[She couldn't wait to introduce her two new friends to one another. Link had training with bows and swords. Between those, Tear was sure that V/V would find something she could use.]

Open Section for Magic Training
[This was perhaps the most anxious part of the entire ordeal—trying to figure out how the magics of so many worlds worked and to see if those interested could actually learn to use the Seventh Fonon, or if she was going to be spending her night telling them all how to do battle first aid.

Only time would tell, right?]

Open Section for Fighting Training
[As opposed to the magic training, this, this she had no issue with. She was a proficient with her staffs, maces and knives. Besides, she'd learned as a child that anything could be used as a weapon in times of need. And with the many sword wielders as she'd met since coming to the tower, she knew that this would be fine!]

Comments

[the_other_path]

[She's obviously hit the nail on the head, so he laughs.]

Is it that obvious? [Of course it is. Another fighter? She'd have to know what to look for. No shame in getting caught, then. Farfarello would have been able to do the same thing.]

A knife would be useful close or far, and easier to carry, I think. Better to start with. And if I'm stuck here long enough, maybe I can learn both.

[mysterical]

True, there's no shame in being skilled in many different arms. [She pulls out a knife from her thigh-sheath and hands one over.] The most important part is about how to properly handle the weapon, no matter what it is.

[the_other_path]

[He takes it carefully, looking it over, just in case. You could never be too careful with strange knives... or maybe that was just the people he knew.]

So I shouldn't run with it and put my eye out?

[Ah, the jokes you pick up when one of your friends actually did that.]

[mysterical]

[She assumes the boy is joking, but it's not a funny one, so she just stares at him for a minute.]

I wouldn't recommend that.

[Farfarello doesn't count. He's crazy!]

[the_other_path]

[He just smiles innocently in return.]

It is a good first lesson.

[mysterical]

[Yeah, that smile, doesn't work on her. Remind her to introduce you to Anise one day, Mamoru.]

The most important thing to learn is to respect your tools. If you forget that, accidents happen. I hardly need to tell you what that entails.

[the_other_path]

[No fair. That smile is contractually obligated to work on everybody.]

No running with scissors. Or knives. Yes, ma'am. [Moving on before she got upset with him...] I do know. I've used weapons before, just nothing really like this.

[mysterical]

I'm glad that you're not a novice, to be honest. It means that you can grasp simple concepts. What sort of weapons have you been trained on? That will give me a good basis to work with after all.

[the_other_path]

[He tilts his head, considering for a second, before pulling a modern, black handgun out from under his jacket. He flips it in his hand, offering it to her grip-first with a smile. Don't worry, the safety's on. He's not Schuldig.]

That's the one I'm best with, and the only one that ended up here with me.

I doubt I'm gonna find any bullets for it once I run out, though.

[mysterical]

[She took a good look at the gun. She wasn't as versed in it as she was with her knives and staff, but being Major Legretta's student counted for something.]

Well, I've heard there's a workshop on one of the other floors if you have any experience in crafting your own weaponry. If not, I do think it's time you start looking for something a little less... limiting.