Characters: OPEN
Location: A training ground behind Shibusen
Rating: G?
Time: Day 15
Description:
Here Ping sent out an invitation for people to come and train with him. Actual log or action log, up to you, and you can interact with others as well <3 Anyone is free to come, even if you did not respond to the post.
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We must be swift as a coursing river, with all the strength of a great typhoon )
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Their discussion on the merits of humans had become heated and intense, and he didn't like it. It was one thing to have differences with the other countries, but he did not suffer that extreme a difference from his brother. Personality aside, they had always worked together. And now Preussen was insisting that humans should be treated on the same level as they? What nonsense!
Such were his thoughts that his eyebrows knotted together in the middle and he stalked up to the training venue with a dark cloud over his head. And then there was the matter of the missing Litauen. Where could the small nation have gone?
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"Germany!" Ping was aware that his companion was a country, or as he thought of them the spirit of one so he pushed off the tree, taking the three makeshift poles with him and jogged towards Germany, giving a small bow of his head.
"I hope that your meeting went well?"
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"It went well, yes, thank you," he replied, noting the poles. "Are we to train with those? And what year are you from?" The blond had considered letting Fa Ping use him in his weapon form, but it only occurred to him now that the man may have come from a time in history where guns had not yet been developed.
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He shook Germany's hand and nodded. "They aren't much, but it was the only thing I could find. Hopefully, if these training sessions becoming a regular thing, as I hope them to be, we will find better." Sure they had the other kind of Weapon to train with, but that left very little option for those Weapons themselves.
Ping gave a small shrewd smile "The year 121."
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And so he did. Ah, there he was, leaning against a tree. It looked like he didn't see him coming from behind. No matter.
Once Ling was a few feet behind Ping, he greeted him. "Hello!"
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Ping let out a some what girly shriek and jump away from the tree as if it were cursed. His heart pounded in his chest and even after seeing that it was only Ling it took a moment for it to calm down.
"Oh. Prince Yao. You frightened me." Well that was stating the obvious. Just a bit.
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He did however laugh at her statement, giving a dismissive wave and a sheepish shrug. "My apologies. I should not have been so quiet walking up, yes?"
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"Or perhaps I should not allow myself to be so easily caught off guard." It was a war after all.
"Are you here for the training session?" As far as he could recall, Ling hadn't said anything about coming. Not that she would send the Prince off, of course, but it made him wonder if he should expect yet more.
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Admittedly, though, she was almost looking forward to seeing what might happen with this "training" session.
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He was happy to see that they could fight as they were, without need for disguise or fear of what others would think. He was happy that he could train with her, and neither be looked down upon.
...at the same time. There was something that just kept nagging at him. There was something that always nagged at him when he talked or interacted with girls. He never really had to since he donned the disguise and it just felt strange doing so here. Maybe it was because he felt they were more likely to see through the disguise, or he felt worse about deceiving them. He wasn't sure.
Regardless, now was not the time to be rude so he head on over to her and gave a bow. "Hello. You are here to train, yes?"
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...Wait. There was something... strange about this one. The girl blinked again, trying to place what it was. Her expression, however, remained smooth and neutral, disclosing nothing of her thoughts.
"Yes."
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"My named is Fa Ping. Or just Ping," It seemed that in this place people were use to giving their names backwards, so many confused his family name for his birth name, "please forgive my terrible manners. I never introduced myself before, nor asked your name."
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