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[kickasspacifist]

Characters: Anybody who wants to take part in self-defense training! They do not have to have replied to the network posts organizing it to show up.
Setting/Location: Training room on the third level.
Date & Time: Day 4, half past noon.
Warnings: Probably none? SENSEI X SAYS YOU GUYS BETTER NOT ACTUALLY HURT EACH OTHER.
Summary: First day of self-

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[thedoegirl]

Well, if this wasn't just plain the scariest thing she had ever done, Emma didn't know what was.

True to form, she walked in looking like someone would stab her at any minute, and honestly, that's what she was half expecting. She kept her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her gaze flickering all around to spot any threats. It seemed calm enough at the moment, however, so she managed to relax a bit.

Still, oh gosh, she was there to learn how to fight. Or defend herself. Yes, she nodded firmly, defend herself sounded much better. Far less violent, at least. But she knew it was something she needed to do if she was going to stop letting people walk all over her. Maybe. But imagine how much she could throw someone off if she could drop kick them like that, or knock them out by only touching a pressure point? For a second, she imagined doing that to Sue, but then quickly scolded herself. Even if it might be a little funny

[kickasspacifist]

X wasn't an expert on body language -- not the way Axl was, anyway -- but he could spot a born fighter from how they moved, and this woman was definitely not one.

Which meant this was his territory. A few others had said they'd be willing to help teach, but most of them hadn't sounded like the most patient of people, and he figured it would be in everyone's best interest if he took on the newbies and the most nervous ones and left them to handle intermediate students or those who seemed to be getting the hang of things faster. It may have been almost sixty years in the past, but X remembered learning to fight for the first time, and how much he'd hated every minute of it. It had been necessary, and so he'd stuck with it, but he didn't enjoy it.

He approached her, putting on his friendliest smile. "Good afternoon."

[thedoegirl]

"H-Hi!" Emma said, managing a weak smile and small wave. She hadn't expected to be approached so soon, but then again, part of her had already begun to hope that no one would. Sure, she'd gotten herself there, but faced with the prospect of what it'd take to actually knock someone out, she started to get nervous. Even scared. Yep, those bravery points were definitely gone, especially since she was doing something new and unfamiliar.

It was too late to back down now, though. Or was it? Maybe she could make an excuse and run out? Emma glanced at the exit as if she was contemplating that idea. Then her brows knotted. She realized that she was already giving up on herself. There was something else that needed to be worked on.

"So, um. Yeah. I'm Miss Pillsbury. I guess you can, um, tell what I'm here for." She looked down at herself, straightening her skirt before looking back at X. "I hope I've...I'm not sure if I'm, um, dressed appropriately, but...well, I'm ready for anything." She hoped so, at least.

[kickasspacifist]

"It's nice to meet you in person, Miss Pillsbury. I'm X." Though she might've guessed that much already anyway. But you know what they said about assuming...

"A skirt might make things a little tricky, but I don't think we'll be doing anything too fancy on day one, so for now I think you'll be fine." X wasn't so much prioritizing teaching complex martial arts maneuvers as he was teaching everyone how to flip an attacker over their back, hit a pressure point, and give themselves an opening to get clear, anyway.

[aveclumiere]

Lightning walked into the training room, hopefully on time as she made her way past the open doors and into the dojo floor. Her gunblade was with her, even though she knew the training session was meant to be for more practical self-defense than anything offensive in nature. But still, she had never been able to travel very far without it, feeling at unease and vulnerable when she was unequipped.

She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, waiting for the more seasoned fighters to approach her. Either that or someone who knew what she was capable of, and knew just how much they could handle.

sounds good!

[aveclumiere]

Lightning gave a subtle nod to Yumi, recognizing the woman from their brief training session earlier. She had inquired about magic skills and prowess and though it wasn't her best skill (Hope had found a better calling for it) she knew more than enough to be able to offer some tips and advice.

Uncrossing her arms, she casually leaned her hand on her hip and responded. "Not so strange when you just think of this as another training session for the people who need it."

[feythandcomfort]

Iris hadn't actually responded to the network post, though she had noted it. She hadn't been sure that she wanted to sign up, and decided it would be worse to say she was coming and then chicken out than to show up without saying

[kickasspacifist]

Discomfort was probably to be expected, X figured, but he was doing his best to put everyone at ease. So he approached with a smile. "Hi. Here for self defense?"

[feythandcomfort]

Iris nodded and smiled, attempting to relax. "That's right. Are you the instructor? ...I'm afraid I don't know anything." Her smile turned a bit rueful, a bit self-deprecating. "But at least I shouldn't have to unlearn anything, right?"

[kickasspacifist]

"I'm one of them. A few people expressed interest in teaching, but I think they'll probably do better working with those who have a little more experience. So if you're new at this, you'll probably be with me."

[zombiesupdahell]

Kazuki was a bit late, having to find the training room first before he could actually show up at it. But it shouldn't be a big deal, right? He was dropping by to see what he could learn, first and foremost. He'd never had formal training and so he had no real style or form-- he just mimicked his favorite moves from video games and adapted the less-normal ones to something practical.

The clubs back at Seitohkoh never put them down, either. He could take out every single national tournament-winning team they had from any club. American football, basketball, baseball, judo, kendo, karate, you name it. They've probably been sent at one time or another to procure Kazuki from the arcade and paid dearly for it. The teenage boy was just looking for someone to assess his general level and improve on what he already knew, or share what he learned with some newbies if he was good enough.