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

[fragileprophet]

I'm glad! [If Ion had his staff with him, he'd be holding it to his chest in a delighted manner. Instead, he folds his hands in front of him.] Thank you, for giving me a chance.

[He knew his conditions were...undesirable. But Ion also knew that he had the potential to be so much more magically capable than he had been allowed. He was the Fon Master, after all.]

I've always wanted to learn more ways to harness the seventh fonon...but for obvious reasons, I was never allowed to do so in Daath. [In fact, he was sure if Anise found out what he was asking Tear to do, she'd have a fit, tell him he was going to hurt himself (which he probably would, but it was a risk he was more than willing to take). For now...he'd just have to sneak around a little bit.]

[mysterical]

[Tear can guess that Ion was held back by Van, her grandfather and Mohs, the only three who knew he was an actual replica. So, she's not surprised that he's only been taught how to access the Daathic Fonic Artes. She hates the fact that her family has basically ruled Ion's life since he was created, but she knows there's nothing she can do about it now.]

If you don't mind, Fon Master. I'd like to start small with you. I've done the same thing with Luke with some success.

[fragileprophet]

That's fine! [He didn't mind at all. And how could he, really? It made sense. And he was the one asking Tear to consider training him. It was up to her how she wanted to go about it.] Where do we begin?

[mysterical]

[She cocked her head to the side as she thought about how to train the Fon Master. He was a replica like Luke, so it would be a delicate balance for him to be able to wield any Seventh Fonons without it messing with his body's composition.]

I don't know much about the training you underwent as the Fon Master, sadly. Have you ever had any concentration training done?

I'M NOT LATE AT ALL... otl I'm really super sorry

[fragileprophet]

A fair amount. [Ion doesn't stop smiling, though something sad seems to enter his eyes as he thinks about some of his past days of training. The training to make him as close to his original as humanly possible for a replica like him.] Concentration had always been an important aspect for me when reading the Score...though, I'm not sure if it's quite the same as the sort of focus necessary for this kind of training.

[But, surely, it would come a bit in handy. And one had to admit that it took a fair measure of concentration to stay on track with companions such as Anise/]

Don't worry about it.

[mysterical]

Since that's the case, I won't have to start small with you. [She tried to give him a reassuring smile.]

Would you like to sit down before we begin, Fon Master? This still could take some time.