PIPE WRENCH FIGHT [Open]

[unrecovered]

Who: Wash and anyone who wants to join
Where: Network and fighting ring
When: Early November, a few days before the Akvos world jump
Rating: TBD depending on thread content
What: Wash starts the Circle's first fight club. Kind of.

[This will be poster's choice - I'll put the network invitation in Wash's toplevel, but the long and short of it is, he'll be holding combat training for those who want to learn how to fight, and those who want to help teach are open as well. Feel free to make toplevels learning and/or teaching, and let me know if you need anything more or want prompt ideas!]

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Wash | Teaching hand to hand and knife fighting

[unrecovered]

I. Network | Video

[The video shows Wash, standing in front of the fighting ring and looking expectant.]

It's come to my attention recently that not everyone here knows how to fight - either with the weapons Astoria's provided or at all. I figured the best thing we can do is teach each other - that way, if we wind up in a combat situation on our next world, we'll know how to handle it.

I'll be here for the rest of the day teaching basic hand to hand and knife combat. If anyone wants to learn, or if you have a skill you want to teach, you know where to find me.

II. It's Chorus all over again]

[True to his word, Wash is spending the rest of his day at the fighting ring. He's teaching hand-to-hand to some people, on their own and in group classes, and knife combat to others (though that's one-on-one only). He's also helping with others' lessons if need be, and will chat with the other teachers as well if they're taking a break. While he could do this on his own, it's easier with other people helping, and he appreciates it.]

[OOC: Hit me up at kiaxet or in the game Discord chat if you'd like to plot!]

voice.

[dipolar]

Do you know how many of the people here can't?

(the voice is deceptively soft, low, and tired. someone doesn't want to be here.)

What's the current divide?

[unrecovered]

I have no idea. That's why it's an open invitation.

[These aren't the Reds and Blues. He's not going to drag in anyone who doesn't want training - at least, not yet.]

+1 student

[soundsurfing]

[ It's not hard to find the guy from the video and Beat will stand off to the side a bit to simply watch before finally moving closer, raising a hand to get his attention. And yell too. ]

Yo! You the dude offerin' up help learnin' how to fight proper?

[ Not that Beat doesn't know how to fight but it's less actual fighting and more just put your fist into the other persons face more times than they put their fist in your face and hope you win. ]

[unrecovered]

[Wash is in the middle of a hand-to-hand demonstration with a dummy when someone yells at him, and boy does that greeting say a lot. He steps neatly out of the ring, waiting for the dummy to go inert, before turning to face the yelling...teenager?]

[Okay, hand-to-hand only for this one, because he is not teaching a kid how to wield a knife.]

I am. Do you have any experience?

I

[brodakota]

You need a hand with that?

[Said with an undertone of "You're not allowed to run off again"]

[unrecovered]

[...well shit, he hadn't thought this through. Turns out it's pretty hard to avoid people when you announce your location to the entire goddamn world.]

[Well, he can't back out now, and turning down help from someone who actually knows what they're doing would be a mistake, even if Wash still isn't sure how to handle North actually being here.]

...sure.

II.

[infailtration]

[ North might've been polite enough to ask if Wash wanted help first... York was not. No, York just got a good look at where Wash was in that video, heard the "you know where to find me," and headed out. He's out of armor and dressed to spar in case he does wind up helping, but mostly he's just showing up because Wash can't realistically flee from him in this situation.

Okay, he can, but it'd look even weirder and he'd be accountable to people besides his old teammates, who are still bewildered by the lengths he's gone to hide. ]

Hey Wash, I've got a skill I want to teach.

[unrecovered]

[For a split second, Wash freezes where he is. Turns out the problem with letting people know your location is that they know where you are, and not everyone is going to use that information kindly.]

[Which is why he takes that half second to silently curse York's willingness to take advantage of his attempted good deed - really, what else should have he expected? - before responding.]

If it's infiltration, you can do that on your own time.

[He doesn't turn around.]

voice;

[nogoldenmirror]

Only recently?

[...It, is taking a lot for her to even snarkily respond to this. Every fiber of her being hates admitting this, but-]

I was trained in combat since I was a small girl, but in a type of magic I do not have here.

[unrecovered]

[He takes the time to go digging, and yeah, that's not a name he recognizes.]

Aren't you new here?

[Read: don't talk if you don't know.]

[But the subject change is welcome - right now, he'd rather talk business than snipe. Sniping can come later.]

Do you want other training to supplement it?

action!!

[heartslight]

[ Kairi will go ahead and enter, looking about before approaching Wash, since she recognizes him from his network video announcing everything. ]

You're ... the guy from the video, right?

[ She was just about to start her training as a Keyblade wielder when she was brought here, and she's itching to get started — with any sort of fighting, if she has to. ]

[unrecovered]

Yeah. What do you need?

[She's obviously here for a specific reason, but asking still gets the ball rolling.]

ii

[hatamon]

[Count Takeru in among those who need all the help they can get. Firo's showed him some basics and he's been training as much as he can on his own, but he's not about to pass up an offer of more formal instruction.

He arrives at the training ring in the afternoon, surveying the group gathered there with a slightly impressed smile. It's definitely the most people he's ever seen in this place at one time.]

Hey. [He waves in greeting once he spots Wash.] Think you've got room for one more?

[He's not even wearing a hat, so clearly this is serious.]

hei, doing nothing productive.

[dipolar]

(well that was a freebie. hei sits at the edge of the fighting ring with a cup of whatever the servants saw fit to give him for his latest meal. the rest, saved over several dry lunches and suppers, is stashed in a bottle they reluctantly gave him after repeat inquiries.

now he's watching the matches, leaning back in an overly casual recline in the stands, coat spread over the stairs. like an adults-only picnic.)

The timing could've used some work. (sips.) Too late now.

[soundsurfing]

Yo if you think this is so easy you get out here an' do it!!

[ Yeah he figures that comment was aimed at him because he'd just tried to block a dummies attack and ended up sprawled on his back for his efforts.

He's sweaty, his muscles ache, he's huffing and puffing for once in his life, and Mister Heckle out there is really starting to get to him. He covers his face with his hands to scrub briefly and pull himself into a sitting up position. Ugh. ]

[dipolar]

I meant training for such a short amount of time before we ship off to Akvos.

(that's as honest as the man gets, actually, even if he was taking a strip off of beat's solo training in his head. the guy's trying his best which is more than hei can say for some others who'd rather wile away their time... doing exactly what he's currently doing now...

everyone's their own worst critic. except when hei's present.)

But, ah... your punches. They're bad.

im sry about her

[intoningly]

Huh?

[ Zero isn't really here to be productive or helpful either. But she's teetering on the edge of stir-crazy and thus is naturally drawn to any event where fisticuffs may happen in some capacity. Butting into conversations people seem to be having with themselves also, is a great way to kill time. So that's exactly what she does. ]

What're you talking about?

[ She nudges him with the toe of her shoe, pausing in her climb down the stands. ]

Stop mumbling.

no, thank god honestly

[dipolar]

(just takes the nudging lying down, grunting his annoyance.) Get off.

(that's his only protest, finding that his laziness begets apathy. that's one of the laws of physics, isn't it? he'll remain at rest until acted upon by an external force. in this case it's his shitty wine, lifting his arm to tilt it into his mouth.)

They're not going to learn anything in this short a time.

(looks up at her, squinting against the sun.)

That's what.

[rightfully]

[ Lucina is likewise observing, albeit with far less sour an attitude. Combat training is always worthwhile, despite his remarks, but she is confident enough in her skills to hang back and let Washington give the more needful his undivided attention. There is somewhat to learn in watching the others, though - picking up their styles, the more clever manuevers, who is handy in a fight and who may not be, etc.

So, as Hei pipes up, she glances over at him. ]

It may be short notice, but that doesn't mean there's no value in it. Perhaps they can pick up some defensive maneuvers for our next excursion.

[ ... Well, not that one. Lucina bites back a wince as one would-be combatant gets slugged across the chin and staggers back a few steps. ]

[dipolar]

(a glance in lucina's direction tells him enough. she's a fighter too, isn't she? that's what they're doing here in the stands, surveying their motley team. judging, maybe helping, but they've all thought the same thing: is this it?

hei knows. even if it's buried deep, the doubt is as present as it is in all things.)

Defensive maneuvers aren't going to cut it, not when it's entire worlds this witch wants saved. (he has no love for astoria right now, and likely won't for the duration of his stay.) Are you going to tell me they have other useful talents? This is a waste of their lives.

[queensides]

Excuse me?!

[ There are few things that get Makoto fired up like a good, routine spar — unfortunately, one of those things is being ridiculed by random adults in the stands. Wheeling right around, she narrows his eyes as she picks out her heckler. Armed with a pair of tekko in her hands, she places her hands on her hips and cuts back with: ]

If you're so knowledgeable, why don't you come down here and show me how its done?

[ Asked in her nicest good girl voice. ]

[bleps]

[There’s merit in watching others practice, watching them spar, watching footwork fly — whether it’s hand-to-hand combat, or viewing the arc of tempered steel cross and sing against each other. Ever since Lucina had them perched up high in the mezzanine above, and Arenvald had made him watch from ground level, Connor has made it a habit to visit the coliseum on occasion. Viewing the talents of others, their fumbles and their work towards improvement, can only be advantageous. Judging who’s suited for combat, who wishes to learn. The rawness of ability between members of the Circle out on display for him to freely observe.

He doesn’t sit (not yet, anyhow), footsteps heralding a steady approach as he comes to a stop next to where Hei is seated. Hands clasping behind his back, fingers flexing only slightly, he joins in the peanut gallery commentary.]

All the more reason for them to practice. Even a small amount of preparation is better than none at all.

[And because he doesn’t ever hope to shy away from encouragement, of providing some mode of helpfulness—]

It’s good that they have the motivation.

[brodakota]

[After his message to Wash, North will be available to help out with this little training session. He can help with basic fighting or training, or if anyone wants to spar.

There's a chance he's sent a message to you if you've talked about sparring with him before. Although he's not wearing his armour this time. Thankfully, other clothing has been procured.]

Hey! Ready to get started?

Ruki | OTA

[tamerinblue]

Takeru had told her about this place practically the first day she got here and Ruki had tried to make a point of coming here every day since then. It may have been strange to see a 12-year-old girl strolling into a fighting rink like she owned the place, but Ruki had some experience to back up that bravado.

Especially after discovering what her magical ability was. Thanks to Takeru's hint, it hadn't taken her too long to 'trigger' it activating and Ruki had always been one to seek perfection and power. Perhaps not so much now, but in a situation like this it seemed foolish not to try to work harder at fighting. She couldn't rely on Renamon here, she was on her own, and she wasn't about to be useless either.

If you are already in the ring, she'll sort of glance your way, but she hadn't been paying attention to the network so she wasn't aware that there was a 'fight club' going on. Instead she just blurts out, "What are you doing here?" Especially if said person might not look like much of a fighter. Apologies in advanced if she comes across as a little...judgmental.

However, maybe you're just arriving, in which case you'll find her standing at one end of the ring. Nothing happens at first, except she appears to be concentrating and running her hand over a strange device out of habit. The air in front of her shimmers and a semi-transparent fox-like creature appears. It doesn't move at first either, but then Ruki focuses her sights on the training dummies across from her and points.

"Get'em...," she almost says a name, but catches herself. It may take Renamon's shape, but this is not Renamon. Still, whatever power this is the projection moves and slashes at the dummy.