Training Log 01: Shiny new powers

[crypddyd]

It's been a day- or something similar to it. After all, time seemed to be a weak thing here. But it's long enough that the pounding in his head from the attack under the Founation is... manageable. His ribs still ache, but he's not going to let that stop him- if Rei needed them to fight, then he would fight. Especially since he now remembered HOW to fight- a weak memory that came with a few other things. Like that fact that he might be royalty(?), but more useful was his skills with a weapon.

So he goes hunting for a big open area- and every other Executor he sees he mentions his intention: to train and test out these new powers. Eventually he finds what he's looking for: what probably was supposed to be a park, though it was slightly twisted like everything else here. But it was open enough that he probably wouldn't hit any non-combatants. A quick switch to his Executor uniform, massive black armor with a fur lined cloak, and he spins his bone spear like an expert.

How strange to have this knowledge but almost no context. Well, it is what it is. He wonders if any of the others will join him?

((ooc: feel free to tag amoung yourselves as well!))

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warping

[beknights]

[ The giant weapon doesn't really pique their interest more than anything else piques their interest (though the fact he's taller even than they is something to be noted), but the teleportation catches their eye.

They study his movements for a moment, and then disappear in a rush of sound and shadow, reappearing with a whoosh a little way ahead of him and a flourish of their cape. They tilt their head up at him, seemingly content just to observe.

(It seems to almost please them, in some small way, to have someone else who can do something they uniquely recognise.) ]

[schardynfreude]

[He can practically feel the toll the movement takes on him, perhaps just not used to expending so much energy. But practice he must, because this is all so new to him, and if he's to assist, he must know what he can do.

The whooshing sound gets his attention, and the odd (compared to most of their number) being appears before him, cape billowing.

And he has to laugh, applauding.]

Good show! I daresay you've a better handle on your version than mine.