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[Backdated to an indeterminate number of days ago. Context here.]

After the apparition of the training room and the elaboration of the schedules, all those part of the team to take down the evil Ken Amada are surely spending a lot of time in it. If you are one of those members, the question is... what are you doing in there?

A. Solo training

There are plenty of reasons to train solo. Maybe you are building up stamina so that you can have your Persona summoned at all times. Maybe you are working on your defenses. Maybe you are trying to get one of your Personas to make you fly. One thing is for certain: there is a lot to do!

[Toplevels using this prompt are ideal to invite anyone to join your character, maybe even with their own subprompts so people can walk in on different kinds of training!]

B. Sparring

Combat readiness involves, well, actual combat. It is not surprising to see team members spar with each other to ensure they are in top form.

[You can have open toplevels to invite anyone to spar, or you can lock them to specific characters.]

C. Training with Ken

Everyone on the team has scheduled training sessions with Ken, to be able to see and learn how to face the deadly abilities he shares with his evil counterpart.

[These ones are necessarily closed threads. You can come solo or in small groups of characters, indicate this in the toplevel.]

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Because unlike Hamuko, his power set was far different and relied on his weapons. Even through his own persona.

"I can tank it."

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Think of it as freeing them.

Right... that's right.

Ken Amada needs help. He needs to get out of that bond with a fragment of Nyx. He needs to rest, finally - he's suffering, alone, even if he doesn't acknowledge it.

Hamuko's gaze sharpens as she stares Zenkichi down. Hesitation abated, resolve strengthened - if Wolf could do what needed to be done and release someone suffering, even if it was someone he loved... then Hamuko could do the same.

Let's get your heart pumping then, Wolf-pop.

The teen stared in an intense focus, slowly circling and tightening her arms like a mantis about to strike, before she takes a single step forward and plunges the polearm towards her sparring partner without remorse.

Zenkichi watched the gears shift in her eyes and for a moment something warm bloomed in his chest. Did that help her?

That thought didn't linger for long as the polearm comes his way.

Wolf moves, foot shifting to the left as he swings his greatsword forward, swinging it as it locks with the polearm, deflecting its trajectory all too easily. Predictable.

He moves forward- pushing the now askew Naginata with his flat greatsword to either make Hamuko drop the weapon or find herself all too close to the sharp edge of his blade. Unless of course she plays a different play.

"Hmm," he hums- his voice even. "Think we should be practising with our elemental magic instead. How far are we pushing?"

She shows just how nimble she is with it, rolling with the deflected momentum to swing in an arc at Zenkichi's middle whilst sidestepping and taking advantage of the massive reach the pole gave to get out of the greatsword's fearsome reach in turn.

"Gotta warm up or you'll pull a muscle!" Hamuko teased. "Aim at me right back - my healing is more than enough to take whatever your steak knife can dish out."

Hamuko doesn't disappoint.

Good. If that attack had done its number then that would be all too worrying, wouldn't it? The blade knicks away at the flares of his own coat in the middle as he makes a low- "Woah-!" sound and gets back into position.

At Hamuko's teasing he rolls his eyes. "I have barely any muscle in me, you brat."

The sword was easily held out in his right as he carefully began to circle her. The steak knife comment made him bristle in annoyance. "I will give you a point for attempting to probe me. You should probably not do that in battle with Fatalis however."

With that he finally moved close and raised his sword again, this time a certain glaze in his eyes as he swung his sword with both hands-

Edited 2025-03-07 01:15 (UTC)

And in the next the air around the "steak knife" whistled and brewed, propelled together like a force unlike any other as the GreatSword didn't even make a noise before a Shockwave would come Hamuko's way- followed by another-!

A guaranteed pressure that would rattle away anyone's defense. Hamuko might find herself on the other end of his now falling blade.

Come on, she's fought monsters with bigger swords than that!! Even if they were more predictable than Zenkichi's swinging. Hamuko has to focus on dodging, leaping sideways and throwing up her naginata to block the blow and deflect the swing to slam into the dirt instead of her skull.

In that quick exchange, Hamuko released one hand to grip and pull her Evoker, leaping back and pulling the trigger in a smooth motion to force out Messiah, casting God's Hand to strike at Zenkichi.

It wouldn't matter for Fatalis, but she had a lot of training to do and her stamina was a lot harder to recover than anything else!

Zenkichi felt the naginata catch the force of his swing, a sharp clang echoing as Hamuko redirected the blade away from her head. Good reflexes. But she wasn’t out of the woods yet.

With a grunt, he twisted his grip, wrenching the hilt of his greatsword up and pivoting on his heel. The handle caught Hamuko square in the chest—not enough to knock her down, but enough to throw her balance.

Yet before he could press the advantage, she was already moving, flipping backward, hand darting for her Evoker.

His instincts flared. Tch—!

The shot rang out, and in an instant, a towering golden fist manifested, crashing into him like a freight train. His cybernetic frame groaned under the weight of God’s Hand, boots skidding back through the dirt. He grit his teeth, muscles bracing against the impact, but—there was no reason to deny it. The strike hurt.

A second later, he was back on his feet, exhaling through his nose as he rolled his shoulders. So she’s pulling out the big guns already, huh? High-level physical skills like that were a damn problem. That meant he needed to shift gears.

No hesitation. The greatsword vanished from his grip, seamlessly replaced by twin revolvers, their sleek, custom-made frames catching the light.

"Valjean!"

A ripple of blue light surrounded him as his Persona manifested, its form crackling with energy. The cognitive-engineered mechanism attached to his upper revolver glowed faintly, syncing to his mask’s HUD. Forever active.

His grip tightened.

A split second later-

BANG!

Megidola bullets shot forward, pure almighty energy tearing through the space between them. He barely gave Hamuko a second to react before he leapt, twisting midair, firing three more rounds in rapid succession. No room to breathe. No room to hesitate.

She couldn't keep Messiah out - but the form still shimmered, the moves striking Hamuko as she decided to eat the damage. She was MUCH stronger than she seemed, pained but undeterred by the blow.

Have to keep Messiah SUMMONED--

But there were mere fractions of a second, and she took that hit to keep moving to strike him, swinging her blade up to catch him in the arc of his jump.

Globules of red shimmered away from her and retracted back to his form- life force healing away some of the damage done by the God's hand.

His eyes widened, mask once again doned into flames as he shifted away from the attack, his hat barely catching the tip of the blade as it flicked off his head. He rolled away from her, accessing her next move- slotting the bullets back into position as they click in his revolver.

Damn, he could move almost impossibly well - Hamuko pulled her evoker again, pressing it to her temple and pulling the trigger.

Messiah summoned again, and she holstered the evoker as swiftly as she could. Keeping the persona out was a challenge she hadn't had to handle before.

The Almighty shots had hurt, she was bruised and bleeding for sure, but she waited - she had a lot more she could take before she decided to deplete her stamina further.

"You're fast! You definitely remind me of Aigis."

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