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YE WHO ENTER, PREPARE TO BE PUNCHED
Who: You, you and YOU! Anyone who is up for some good ol' sparring/training/getting their face beaten in
Where: In the park
When: All week, starting on the 20th!
Style: Anything goes!
Status: OPEN
It's a good week in the bubble! ...Then again, every week is fairly pleasant, temperature wise, in this little city under the sea.
But!
This week is extra pleasant, because there are training dummies set up all over the field in the park, all ready and waiting to be smacked around or smashed into itty bitty bits. Oh, but if hitting dummies aren't your thing, there are also targets for the archers and marksmen who want to get some target practice set up at the north end, cordoned off so people don't accidentally wander into the line of fire. And for those who'd rather play it safe or would like start learning the art of battle, there are plenty of practice weapons in... wheelbarrows? at the corners of the field.
Well, okay, this week would actually be unpleasant if you use the park for some peace and quiet. But for everyone else wanting to get some good old fashioned sparring and training in, this week's a great time to do it!
Where: In the park
When: All week, starting on the 20th!
Style: Anything goes!
Status: OPEN
It's a good week in the bubble! ...Then again, every week is fairly pleasant, temperature wise, in this little city under the sea.
But!
This week is extra pleasant, because there are training dummies set up all over the field in the park, all ready and waiting to be smacked around or smashed into itty bitty bits. Oh, but if hitting dummies aren't your thing, there are also targets for the archers and marksmen who want to get some target practice set up at the north end, cordoned off so people don't accidentally wander into the line of fire. And for those who'd rather play it safe or would like start learning the art of battle, there are plenty of practice weapons in... wheelbarrows? at the corners of the field.
Well, okay, this week would actually be unpleasant if you use the park for some peace and quiet. But for everyone else wanting to get some good old fashioned sparring and training in, this week's a great time to do it!
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That line of thinking is cut short pretty quickly though, since Yukari realizes she probably doesn't want to find out. She merely shakes her head in response to his question.]
'Fraid not. One seems to be the norm... [That's how many everyone else has, too.]
It's Minato-kun that has more.
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One is the usual, huh... Serph stares at the space where Isis had been previously for a moment before returning his attention to Yukari.]
Personas have strengths and weaknesses, correct?
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It doesn't occur to Yukari, unfortunately that he's already seen Minato do it. But regardless, she nods this time.]
Yup. [That's pretty normal, too.] And I'm sure guys have your own, right...?
[Strengths and weaknesses.]
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Varna is ice-aligned, but weak to fire. We had methods to cover our weaknesses, but most are lost to us here.
[It's very strange, not being able to access the other skills he's learnt. He tilts his head, silently asking about her Persona's strengths and weaknesses.]
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I guess that makes me wind-aligned... but I'm weak to electricity.
[Isis, to be more specific; but Isis is a part of Yukari anyway, so it's essentially the same thing. Sadly, her human form doesn't protect her from this weakness.]
We've come across special equipment before to help us deal with certain elements...but I don't really know if that counts as a "method."
[It's certainly not a skill to just put on some boots that help you dodge against electricity...
Heh, or maybe it is.]
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So Yukari's Persona is like Vayu, then. Serph nods to acknowlege Yukari's input. No, the Karma Temple never provided them with equipment to help them survive, only equipment to maximise the killing, medical items excepted. He clarifies his statement.]
We have spells to shield us from attack types.
[If he was transformed, he'd demonstrate, but it seems a bit too much effort for something so minor.]
Before, we could also give our demons additional resistances.
[But then there were some jerks like Huang Long who were like, resistant to everything. The demon one got really was luck of the draw. They hadn't been particularly powerful, and still aren't, but the core Tribe are good at covering each other.]
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[Shield spells, huh? That would've been nice... though she's having trouble picturing it, she would've loved one against Electricity. Nothing would be able to touch her then...]
We didn't have anything like that. We just used special protective clothing-- whatever we could get our hands on.
[Sometimes stuff from Tartarus, the Abyss of Time... and sometimes they would just buy it.]
We had a friend, sort of, who would sell us that kinda stuff.
[Weapons, too.]
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Yukari had mentioned she was wind aligned. He knows she can heal, so does that mean her magic is powerful and... windy? He tilts his head.]
Would you like to spar?
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[Ah.
Somehow she... hadn't quite expected that, although her entire purpose of being here is to train. She can't help but think of the "sparring," the tournament she participated in back home, against her own friends--
And she wonders if she could do it again.
Surely this would have to be a lot more friendly than that, though-- even if her chances don't seem much better. She doesn't want to be seen backing down, either way.]
Uh, sure...
[Although her answer is in the affirmative, it might not be quite so enthusiastic.]
How should we do this?
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There is a good place.
[He turns his attention to the weapon in Yukari's hand. The closest things he's seen to that are the crossbows used by the Vanguards. Oh, but hm, Yukari fights as a human, doesn't she?]
I will be transformed; I have fewer combat options as a human. Either one of us can call for the spar to end.
[He tilts his head. Are those terms acceptable to Yukari?]
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Although a majority of her attack will probably come from Isis, presumably, especially if Serph's going to be transformed.
...Haaa, it's kind of a scary thought. She remembers Varna's arm blades well. But she's faced Shadows that are bigger, so she nods and follows his gaze to this open space.]
All right. It's... been a while since I've had to fight seriously, though.
[Vatheon being peaceful as it is. Being sent home aside, the last time she remembers her Persona even being necessary is when the kraken attacked...]
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That's fine. I won't hurt you badly.
[Serph has self-control.]
My demon can take a lot of magical and physical punishment.
[So, you know, feel free to use that dinky bow on him, Yukari.
He's fully transformed by this time, though. And because Serph's not a gentleman who gives warning before attacking, he starts with a lovely icicle placed right under Yukari's feet.]
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LUCKILY for Yukari, it isn't hard to feel the rapid temperature drop beneath her feet, which she notices before she even has a chance to respond to what he says. Not that there'd been that much to say anyway, so she kind of hobbles out of the way best she can as the icicle forms, trying her best to get herself into the mindset of battle.
He's serious, huh...?]
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Isis!
[Shooting at her temple, which by now is nothing Serph hasn't seen before.
She hopes you like
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Serph's already moving, but the spell -- a Zandyne? -- still catches him on his trailing leg. The wind opens some cuts on his leg, and the compressed air strikes his calf, a powerful enough blow that makes him stumble, giving Yukari an opening.]
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Another Garudyne flies his way, and since he's stumbling she hopes it'll hit dead-on...]
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But regardless of whether it hits or not, Serph is loping towards Yukari, fist readying for a punch.]
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She notices the feeling of cold yet again, though this time, it's not quite in time to dodge it. The Bufudyne also hits her dead-on, since she'd been so focused on Serph. And though she's trying to shake it off and recover so she can dodge his punch (or whatever he plans to do), she's still shivering.
And... not moving very fast.
Ow--]
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Staring down at her ribs, because there's not much else she can do at that point. What... was that? She can't tell. And she doesn't know for sure that Serph is holding back, though she suspects he is, so the only thing she can do is to put some distance in between them, looking at him skeptically.
Finally able to shake off the ice and move freely, she decides to pull out her bow this time...
If he looked so confused by it, maybe she can at least show him how it works. How effective will this be...?]
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He does, at least, raise an arm, ready to protect himself at a moment's notice.]
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She notes that he doesn't give chase, but regardless, her aim is good.]
Not coming after me?
[She shouts at him across their distance as the arrow flies.]
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It's a bit problematic, but no big deal. Serph doesn't really have time to pull it out -- it's probably tightly lodged in the fin right there -- so he easily snaps the arrow so it's no obstructing his movement.
How does it take for Yukari to shoot again? Now Serph's rushing at her, his longer limbs making his strides much longer than his human form.]
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Baiting him probably hadn't been the best idea, but she'd rather lose honestly, so she has no regrets about it, if this means he's going to get serious. She stares, fear flashing across her eyes for just a moment as he rushes towards her--
But then she's already firing off another arrow.
A moving target isn't easy to hit, but if she can slow him down, it might help. Her aim is a bit lower this time, going for his stomach.]
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Serph doesn't bother with the annoying arrow and just keeps going. If this was life or death, he'd try and break Yukari's bow. But since it isn't, he goes for a grab, attempting to slam her onto the ground, albeit with less force than if he was fighting, say, Heat.]
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