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| − | <div></div><br> <br>Zophah stands at a podium set up at the side of the Promethian training grounds, Waiting for everyone to arrive. The podium has a yellow tarp hanging from the front, painted with the words 'Non-Lethal Training Camp' in blue letters. Sitting next to her on the ground is a small crate, blue grenade-like devices laying inside it. Zophah yells to the arriving agents: "Welcome to the non-lethal training session. I have been granted permission by the rest of the Promethians to host the training here, where there should be enough room for everyone to practive what I teach. Please settle in and introduce yourselves, I will begin in a few minutes."<br> <br>Arris enters the training grounds, giving Zophah a wave once sie sees her before walking up to the podium and sitting down on the grass near the podium. "Been up to anything recently, Zophah? Well, besides this, I mean." Sie picks up a chocolate bar from hir pocket, unwrapping it and taking a bite from it as sie watches people file in.<br> <br>"So this is where the prommies learn to kick tail, huh?" Otto mutters to himself as he looks around, not sure of what to make of the place. It was... nice! Yes, quite so, excellent powers of observation there. There... wasn't much else to see besides the various other trainees. Honestly, Otto was very curious about the Prometheans, such was his reason for being here. Perhaps he would pick up a trick or two, you never know with those dodgy buggers, what sort of shenanigans they have up their sleeves, no you don't! "Heya Zop." Otto greets their instructor of the day. "You're looking as radiant as ever!" he exclaims happily with a playful yip, clearly in good spirits today. "SO!" he clasps his paws and rubs them excitedly "Can't wait to see what you have in store for us! Uhh, where do I?" Otto looks around, and notes the absence of chairs. He shrugs and after a little bit of Earth nanomagic, he had a moderately cozy looking stool made of solid earth to plant his fuzzy rump upon. Turning around, he looks about the crowd and exclaims "Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello!" to each and every one of them.<br> <br>He'd look back across the horizon of the area to take in the different creatures before waving back to Firecracker in surprise before hefting up the plushie in tow to let her knwo him as a friendly before he'd look back across the variety of participants that he recognized. A second wave was given to Ebreus, remembering him from passing by his place with his mate. Though Upon seeing Otto, he'd crack a huge smile, dipping his chin in appreciation of his restorative underlay provider to wait a moment and soak in the other people he didn't recognize. "Well I am happy to be able to find a place to learn today....Been kinda running by experience here but I have had good friends to help me learn. I look forward to the experience. I'm Calistan... working to become a better mix of figher and healer on the battlefield. I'm out to be a combat medic but find a way to dish a bit more damage out on the battlefield as well. Good to meet you all."<br> <br>Rather than filing in, Firecracker flies in! Spotting the chocolate bar in Arris's hand, she finds the perfect person to perch upon for the lesson! Dropping down quickly from the air, she lands atop the math teacher's head, plopping her rump down and folding her tiny pink wings to her sides as she happily chirps out, "Hiya peoples! I'm Firecracker, what're your names?! And where'dya get the chocolate?" Seeing Calistan and the tiny plushie of herself, her eyes sparkle, literally, with delight as she hops off Arris to land on Calistan's head instead. "Hiya bestest best friend!" she says as she lands in her new spot, waving to Otto and the others around with a foreleg in greeting as well.<br> <br>Looking throught the group for any friendly or familiar faces Ebreus makes his way to a part of the grouping where he will be near both people he does and does not know and seats himself on a grassy patch. "Hello Otto." he says as Otto creates a stool for himself nearby. As the remaining trainees come in Ebreus clears his throught, "Hello. I'm Ebreus, Promethean agent and orator. I preffer to talk my way out out needing to fight but when that can't be done I'd preffer no accidental deaths." he states loudly enough to be speaking to the group.<br> <br>Being the punctual lady that she is, Parthenia came a little earlier. She have snatched herself a spot on the very right side of the field, cause, she is always right! She actually never planned on taking part in all of this, and was mostly here just to watch. Still She stood close enough to be considered part of the training group. Some eyes were eventually on her, waiting for her intro. Desludging a hand from where it was, crossed on her chest, she waved. "Parthenia Kairis. Just... A human trying to survive through this hard times." She lied idly. "Any way to protect myself is a valuable knowledge I can't pass up." Saying that she shiver lightly and hugged herself, the weather could have been better. But she figured it was all part of the 'training.' Fight the elements and all.<br> <br>Zooming at great speed, Cattiston runs as fast as he can! Due to exceeding the time estimated of arrival, he ended up dressing himself on the way go. Pulling his short jeans up with one hand and accommodating his red shirt with another, Catt finished his marathon and reached at the Training hut. With a quick glance, he notice that some unknown people have already reached first."Hmm... didn't really expect anyone to come..." murmured to himself, while trying to avoid social interactions with the other participants. Searching high and low for a seat to rest his tired legs, he ends up losing his mission and simply sits on the grass.<br> <br>With everyone introduced, Zophah begins. "Given the missions handed to us from our prospective factions, frequently we are met with ferals and other opponents that wish us harm. Quite often however, enemies will have to be subdued or incapacitated as a limitation or as a goal. It is my hope that with this training you can win without any lasting damage to them or your surroundings." She reaches down to pick up one of the blue genades and holds it out for everyone to see. "These are reusable stun-gas genades that I'll be handing out at the end to those who show they have learned what I am teaching. Any questions?"<br> <br>Arris watches as Firecracker jumps from hir hair, flying over to land on Calistan's, before directing hir attention back up at Zophah. "'To those who show they have learned what you are teaching'. So we're going to be put through a test at the end, then?" Sie brushes a lock of hair away from hir face, putting away the chocolate bar.<br> <br>As the rain cascaded upon them, Otto found that his tunic was getting all soggy. This wouldn't do! The coyote whistles a tune that sounded suspiciously like the melodious tone of Mr. Trololo... whoever the heavens that was. Surely someone in an alternate universe probably recognizes the Russian singer and the piece by which he became a viral internet success, but I digress. A handle out of a bit of earth, support struts out of... more earth, and a lightweight fabric-like mesh to serve as the parasol itself out of what else, EARTH! It all came together into a primitive but effective umbrella for Otto to shield himself against the rain. He came here to learn, not smell like wet dog. "Oh hey." he greets Ebreus, then nods at Calistan and flashes a smile. "Hey buddo, glad it's workin' for yah!" the coyotet chymes and fingerguns at the combat medic. His gaze is instantly drawn by Firecracker, a giggle forcing its way out of Otto's maw as he observes her antics. She was always fun to have around, the wee goofball. Lastly, but definitely not least, there was Parthenia. Ah, they'd met once, and had an... interesting exchange. She looked rather chilly, and not in the spicy food sense either. Getting up from his stool, the coyote collapses it back into the ground, moves over to the human and sits down next to her, extending the cover of his parasol to her as well. "Heya Parth. Long time no see. You're looking well, for a human." he winks, knowing that might get under her skin a little. His ears perk up once Zophah speaks. Non-lethal violence?! That's no fun! Actually, it was great fun sometimes, though one could wonder what that stun gas was. Otto recalls that time his bestie cracked wind so bad it stunned the entire pub. Maybe that's what was in those? Who knew, who cared... he shrugs his shoulders and nods approvigly.<br> <br>His eyes twinkled just as much as she set out before him to bring his gaze back up with a warm grin to her perching point atop his head. he'd chuckle before running his white fingertips across the ridge of her back, gingerly teasing his way down her hips before cutting his gaze back to Otto. "It's awesome and thank you again... definitely." He'd settle his gaze back up to the focal point of the group, leaving his gaze shifting between the grenades and their wielder before nodding in appreciation to the point. "That tends to be a problem because we have to hit power for power. It'll be interesting to find a different solution.<br> <br>As the rain cascaded upon them, Otto found that his tunic was getting all soggy. This wouldn't do! The coyote whistles a tune that sounded suspiciously like the melodious tone of Mr. Trololo... whoever the heavens that was. Surely someone in an alternate universe probably recognizes the Russian singer and the piece by which he became a viral internet success, but I digress. Digging into his backpack, Otto retrieves a few bits and bobs of ruined or outdated equipment he carried around for the heck of it. A handle out of a bit of this, support struts out of... a bit of that, and a lightweight fabric-like mesh to serve as the parasol itself out of some spare fabric and voila! It's amazing what you can do with some plastic and a bit of spare cloth! It all came together into a primitive but effective umbrella for Otto to shield himself against the rain. He came here to learn, not smell like wet dog. "Oh hey." he greets Ebreus, then nods at Calistan and flashes a smile. "Hey buddo, glad it's workin' for yah!" the coyotet chymes and fingerguns at the combat medic. His gaze is instantly drawn by Firecracker, a giggle forcing its way out of Otto's maw as he observes her antics. She was always fun to have around, the wee goofball. Lastly, but definitely not least, there was Parthenia. Ah, they'd met once, and had an... interesting exchange. She looked rather chilly, and not in the spicy food sense either. Getting up from his stool, the coyote collapses it back into the ground, moves over to the human and sits down next to her, extending the cover of his parasol to her as well. "Heya Parth. Long time no see. You're looking well, for a human." he winks, knowing that might get under her skin a little. His ears perk up once Zophah speaks. Non-lethal violence?! That's no fun! Actually, it was great fun sometimes, though one could wonder what that stun gas was. Otto recalls that time his bestie cracked wind so bad it stunned the entire pub. Maybe that's what was in those? Who knew, who cared... he shrugs his shoulders and nods approvigly. "Stun Nades, gotcha."<br> <br>"Oh yeah! I got one!" Firecracker says, lifting a foreleg up above her head as she sits up on her haunches atop Calistan's shadowy head, continuing instantly while nobody else was talking, "Do we get snacks?" As the fingers run over her back, her wings shift a bit at her sides as she presses into them, then her hips wiggle side-to-side as they continue down her flanks.<br> <br>Sitting quietly as he watches the other trainees arrive his ears swiveling to hear them before his eyes can settle on them Ebreus then shifts his attention entirely to Zophah as she begins to speak. Putting up his hood as the rain comes down and she asks after questions Ebreus thinks for a few moments as he watches the rain slowly melt Ottos stool. "Will those who earn stun-gernades be told where they may get more?" he asks.<br> <br>Parthenia didn't have any question. Even if she did she'd probably keep it to herself. Attracting more attention to herself wasn't something she wanted to do. Some parts of Zophah's speech did put a little grin on her face. Namely when she mentioned the collateral damage. Her brow raised when the luxurious dog with a chair walks over towards and sets up something nice for her. A cover from rain! Her thick wet brow raises and she brushes moist hair from her forehead. "Thank you." She said obviously grateful for what little cover she got, much less so about the poke at her humanity. Still, she said nothing about it. Only her lips pouted a bit more and her brows moved closer together. "We will catch up after if you don't mind. I would like to listen."<br> <br>pot<br> <br>Running too fast for her own good. Saline tries her best to make it as fast as she can. "I'm so late, oh why I'm so late" She starts to run out of breath and pant in between her own snarky remarks to herself. "How did this even happen?" she says as she almosts trips over her own boots. "Almost *pant* there *pant*" Seeing the group ahead she slows down letting her legs flop on the ground before ending at a stop crouched over and hands on her knees. "Oh god *pant* it hurts to breathe" Sweaty and taking wheezy breaths she tries to make her way in the back unnoticed. Thankfully the wet stains on her shirt are mostly rain.<br> <br>Zophah chuckles a bit at Firecracker's question. "You only get what snacks you bring. As for Arris's question, there will be a bit of time to test what you know.<br> <br>Zophah quietly yips, "Ok, given that everyone here is probably used to things going wrong, I'll cover how to end a fight nonlethally instead of how to avoid combat all together." | + | <div></div><br> <br>Zophah stands at a podium set up at the side of the Promethian training grounds, Waiting for everyone to arrive. The podium has a yellow tarp hanging from the front, painted with the words 'Non-Lethal Training Camp' in blue letters. Sitting next to her on the ground is a small crate, blue grenade-like devices laying inside it. Zophah yells to the arriving agents: "Welcome to the non-lethal training session. I have been granted permission by the rest of the Promethians to host the training here, where there should be enough room for everyone to practive what I teach. Please settle in and introduce yourselves, I will begin in a few minutes."<br> <br>Arris enters the training grounds, giving Zophah a wave once sie sees her before walking up to the podium and sitting down on the grass near the podium. "Been up to anything recently, Zophah? Well, besides this, I mean." Sie picks up a chocolate bar from hir pocket, unwrapping it and taking a bite from it as sie watches people file in.<br> <br>"So this is where the prommies learn to kick tail, huh?" Otto mutters to himself as he looks around, not sure of what to make of the place. It was... nice! Yes, quite so, excellent powers of observation there. There... wasn't much else to see besides the various other trainees. Honestly, Otto was very curious about the Prometheans, such was his reason for being here. Perhaps he would pick up a trick or two, you never know with those dodgy buggers, what sort of shenanigans they have up their sleeves, no you don't! "Heya Zop." Otto greets their instructor of the day. "You're looking as radiant as ever!" he exclaims happily with a playful yip, clearly in good spirits today. "SO!" he clasps his paws and rubs them excitedly "Can't wait to see what you have in store for us! Uhh, where do I?" Otto looks around, and notes the absence of chairs. He shrugs and after a little bit of Earth nanomagic, he had a moderately cozy looking stool made of solid earth to plant his fuzzy rump upon. Turning around, he looks about the crowd and exclaims "Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello!" to each and every one of them.<br> <br>He'd look back across the horizon of the area to take in the different creatures before waving back to Firecracker in surprise before hefting up the plushie in tow to let her knwo him as a friendly before he'd look back across the variety of participants that he recognized. A second wave was given to Ebreus, remembering him from passing by his place with his mate. Though Upon seeing Otto, he'd crack a huge smile, dipping his chin in appreciation of his restorative underlay provider to wait a moment and soak in the other people he didn't recognize. "Well I am happy to be able to find a place to learn today....Been kinda running by experience here but I have had good friends to help me learn. I look forward to the experience. I'm Calistan... working to become a better mix of figher and healer on the battlefield. I'm out to be a combat medic but find a way to dish a bit more damage out on the battlefield as well. Good to meet you all."<br> <br>Rather than filing in, Firecracker flies in! Spotting the chocolate bar in Arris's hand, she finds the perfect person to perch upon for the lesson! Dropping down quickly from the air, she lands atop the math teacher's head, plopping her rump down and folding her tiny pink wings to her sides as she happily chirps out, "Hiya peoples! I'm Firecracker, what're your names?! And where'dya get the chocolate?" Seeing Calistan and the tiny plushie of herself, her eyes sparkle, literally, with delight as she hops off Arris to land on Calistan's head instead. "Hiya bestest best friend!" she says as she lands in her new spot, waving to Otto and the others around with a foreleg in greeting as well.<br> <br>Looking throught the group for any friendly or familiar faces Ebreus makes his way to a part of the grouping where he will be near both people he does and does not know and seats himself on a grassy patch. "Hello Otto." he says as Otto creates a stool for himself nearby. As the remaining trainees come in Ebreus clears his throught, "Hello. I'm Ebreus, Promethean agent and orator. I preffer to talk my way out out needing to fight but when that can't be done I'd preffer no accidental deaths." he states loudly enough to be speaking to the group.<br> <br>Being the punctual lady that she is, Parthenia came a little earlier. She have snatched herself a spot on the very right side of the field, cause, she is always right! She actually never planned on taking part in all of this, and was mostly here just to watch. Still She stood close enough to be considered part of the training group. Some eyes were eventually on her, waiting for her intro. Desludging a hand from where it was, crossed on her chest, she waved. "Parthenia Kairis. Just... A human trying to survive through this hard times." She lied idly. "Any way to protect myself is a valuable knowledge I can't pass up." Saying that she shiver lightly and hugged herself, the weather could have been better. But she figured it was all part of the 'training.' Fight the elements and all.<br> <br>Zooming at great speed, Cattiston runs as fast as he can! Due to exceeding the time estimated of arrival, he ended up dressing himself on the way go. Pulling his short jeans up with one hand and accommodating his red shirt with another, Catt finished his marathon and reached at the Training hut. With a quick glance, he notice that some unknown people have already reached first."Hmm... didn't really expect anyone to come..." murmured to himself, while trying to avoid social interactions with the other participants. Searching high and low for a seat to rest his tired legs, he ends up losing his mission and simply sits on the grass.<br> <br>With everyone introduced, Zophah begins. "Given the missions handed to us from our prospective factions, frequently we are met with ferals and other opponents that wish us harm. Quite often however, enemies will have to be subdued or incapacitated as a limitation or as a goal. It is my hope that with this training you can win without any lasting damage to them or your surroundings." She reaches down to pick up one of the blue genades and holds it out for everyone to see. "These are reusable stun-gas genades that I'll be handing out at the end to those who show they have learned what I am teaching. Any questions?"<br> <br>Arris watches as Firecracker jumps from hir hair, flying over to land on Calistan's, before directing hir attention back up at Zophah. "'To those who show they have learned what you are teaching'. So we're going to be put through a test at the end, then?" Sie brushes a lock of hair away from hir face, putting away the chocolate bar.<br> <br>As the rain cascaded upon them, Otto found that his tunic was getting all soggy. This wouldn't do! The coyote whistles a tune that sounded suspiciously like the melodious tone of Mr. Trololo... whoever the heavens that was. Surely someone in an alternate universe probably recognizes the Russian singer and the piece by which he became a viral internet success, but I digress. A handle out of a bit of earth, support struts out of... more earth, and a lightweight fabric-like mesh to serve as the parasol itself out of what else, EARTH! It all came together into a primitive but effective umbrella for Otto to shield himself against the rain. He came here to learn, not smell like wet dog. "Oh hey." he greets Ebreus, then nods at Calistan and flashes a smile. "Hey buddo, glad it's workin' for yah!" the coyotet chymes and fingerguns at the combat medic. His gaze is instantly drawn by Firecracker, a giggle forcing its way out of Otto's maw as he observes her antics. She was always fun to have around, the wee goofball. Lastly, but definitely not least, there was Parthenia. Ah, they'd met once, and had an... interesting exchange. She looked rather chilly, and not in the spicy food sense either. Getting up from his stool, the coyote collapses it back into the ground, moves over to the human and sits down next to her, extending the cover of his parasol to her as well. "Heya Parth. Long time no see. You're looking well, for a human." he winks, knowing that might get under her skin a little. His ears perk up once Zophah speaks. Non-lethal violence?! That's no fun! Actually, it was great fun sometimes, though one could wonder what that stun gas was. Otto recalls that time his bestie cracked wind so bad it stunned the entire pub. Maybe that's what was in those? Who knew, who cared... he shrugs his shoulders and nods approvigly.<br> <br>His eyes twinkled just as much as she set out before him to bring his gaze back up with a warm grin to her perching point atop his head. he'd chuckle before running his white fingertips across the ridge of her back, gingerly teasing his way down her hips before cutting his gaze back to Otto. "It's awesome and thank you again... definitely." He'd settle his gaze back up to the focal point of the group, leaving his gaze shifting between the grenades and their wielder before nodding in appreciation to the point. "That tends to be a problem because we have to hit power for power. It'll be interesting to find a different solution.<br> <br>As the rain cascaded upon them, Otto found that his tunic was getting all soggy. This wouldn't do! The coyote whistles a tune that sounded suspiciously like the melodious tone of Mr. Trololo... whoever the heavens that was. Surely someone in an alternate universe probably recognizes the Russian singer and the piece by which he became a viral internet success, but I digress. Digging into his backpack, Otto retrieves a few bits and bobs of ruined or outdated equipment he carried around for the heck of it. A handle out of a bit of this, support struts out of... a bit of that, and a lightweight fabric-like mesh to serve as the parasol itself out of some spare fabric and voila! It's amazing what you can do with some plastic and a bit of spare cloth! It all came together into a primitive but effective umbrella for Otto to shield himself against the rain. He came here to learn, not smell like wet dog. "Oh hey." he greets Ebreus, then nods at Calistan and flashes a smile. "Hey buddo, glad it's workin' for yah!" the coyotet chymes and fingerguns at the combat medic. His gaze is instantly drawn by Firecracker, a giggle forcing its way out of Otto's maw as he observes her antics. She was always fun to have around, the wee goofball. Lastly, but definitely not least, there was Parthenia. Ah, they'd met once, and had an... interesting exchange. She looked rather chilly, and not in the spicy food sense either. Getting up from his stool, the coyote collapses it back into the ground, moves over to the human and sits down next to her, extending the cover of his parasol to her as well. "Heya Parth. Long time no see. You're looking well, for a human." he winks, knowing that might get under her skin a little. His ears perk up once Zophah speaks. Non-lethal violence?! That's no fun! Actually, it was great fun sometimes, though one could wonder what that stun gas was. Otto recalls that time his bestie cracked wind so bad it stunned the entire pub. Maybe that's what was in those? Who knew, who cared... he shrugs his shoulders and nods approvigly. "Stun Nades, gotcha."<br> <br>"Oh yeah! I got one!" Firecracker says, lifting a foreleg up above her head as she sits up on her haunches atop Calistan's shadowy head, continuing instantly while nobody else was talking, "Do we get snacks?" As the fingers run over her back, her wings shift a bit at her sides as she presses into them, then her hips wiggle side-to-side as they continue down her flanks.<br> <br>Sitting quietly as he watches the other trainees arrive his ears swiveling to hear them before his eyes can settle on them Ebreus then shifts his attention entirely to Zophah as she begins to speak. Putting up his hood as the rain comes down and she asks after questions Ebreus thinks for a few moments as he watches the rain slowly melt Ottos stool. "Will those who earn stun-gernades be told where they may get more?" he asks.<br> <br>Parthenia didn't have any question. Even if she did she'd probably keep it to herself. Attracting more attention to herself wasn't something she wanted to do. Some parts of Zophah's speech did put a little grin on her face. Namely when she mentioned the collateral damage. Her brow raised when the luxurious dog with a chair walks over towards and sets up something nice for her. A cover from rain! Her thick wet brow raises and she brushes moist hair from her forehead. "Thank you." She said obviously grateful for what little cover she got, much less so about the poke at her humanity. Still, she said nothing about it. Only her lips pouted a bit more and her brows moved closer together. "We will catch up after if you don't mind. I would like to listen."<br> <br>pot<br> <br>Running too fast for her own good. Saline tries her best to make it as fast as she can. "I'm so late, oh why I'm so late" She starts to run out of breath and pant in between her own snarky remarks to herself. "How did this even happen?" she says as she almosts trips over her own boots. "Almost *pant* there *pant*" Seeing the group ahead she slows down letting her legs flop on the ground before ending at a stop crouched over and hands on her knees. "Oh god *pant* it hurts to breathe" Sweaty and taking wheezy breaths she tries to make her way in the back unnoticed. Thankfully the wet stains on her shirt are mostly rain.<br> <br>Zophah chuckles a bit at Firecracker's question. "You only get what snacks you bring. As for Arris's question, there will be a bit of time to test what you know.<br> <br>Zophah quietly yips, "Ok, given that everyone here is probably used to things going wrong, I'll cover how to end a fight nonlethally instead of how to avoid combat all together."<br> <br>Zophah quietly yips, "Ok, given that everyone here is probably used to things going wrong, I'll cover how to end a fight nonlethally instead of how to avoid combat all together. Your first choice should be ways to deter an attacker: even lethal weapons can be used for suppressive fire in this instance. Anyone here with questions or ideas on how to accomplish this?"<br> <br>Arris raises hir hand.<br> <br>Arris raises hir hand. "With a lethal weapon, you can deter attackers by shooting at less-necessary bodyparts, like the feet or hands. It'll cripple them or help prevent them from attacking you, but probably won't kill them."<br> <br>Otto raises his hand and goes "OH OH OH!", then once he has drawn the instructor's attention, he draws the magnum pistol at his side and spins it around a few times on one hand, tosses it and catches it with the other, then aims right at Zophah and asks "Feeling lucky, punk?!" *click* he pulled the trigger, seems the weapon was sans ammunitions! Putting it away with another neat spin, he raises his voice again and states, "Bare your fangs, ofcourse. If the enemy sees you're packin' heat, they won't want to fuck with you, and are more likely to just back the fuck off and calm the fuck down, pardon my french. MY POINT is that a good scare can make that grumpy mutant just put those claws away and rethink attacking you, BUT a good round or two in the air to cause some noise and show you mean business, or two rounds in the kneecaps if they STILL want a piece of you and there you have it. Technically it's non-lethal and you've disabled your opponent, so the most they can try and do is hobble at you and bleed on you." Otto states, then ponders for a moment "Or you can force them behind cover by "accidentally" firing rounds NEAR them, not AT them... ya know. Spook em good!"<br> <br>The nanite mage made his way back over to the fallen skunk. Though the moisture that covered her shirt was distinctly clarifying. He'd lay his gaze back across her frame to extend a palm and took in her wheezing frame. "You didn't miss much.. Hope that you are alright with a little moisture. I think you just get used to that in combat. Calistan Enivid and Firecracker, Nice to meet you." He'd point up to the majestic winged pony atop his head for clarity to the second name before looking back over as the question was raised. He'd raise his left pristinely white hand in the air, hoping to get called upon. Though both of his answers were clarified previously, he'd follow up. "Other times you could subdue them with your own mutations, claws, body, fluids, to help work them out of their state of mania. It makes a difference whether it's a conscious attack versus something out of a manic rush. As it was said, focusing on non-lethal parts of the body and preventing them from attacking by hitting major limbs and working on nerves or sating the instincts can restore their state of mind."<br> <br>Firecracker waves a foreleg at the mostly-skunk as Calistan helps her up. What's your name?" she asks with a friendly smile after he finishes introducing them to the new girl. She then looks back over to Zophah and the rest of the group to speak up. "Oh yeah, I like the not hurting people part," Firecracker says, rapidly nodding her head. "And I could probably just talk to em or fly up too high for em to reach! That's a good way to stop fighting!" she finishes with a giggle, extending her wings and giving them a few little flaps to show them off before folding them back to her sides.<br> <br>Ears swiveled back to listen to the arrival of the late trainee Ebreus keeps his eyes on the instructor until the new arrival trips. At that point he turns his head to see if she is alright. Once she gets up and appears to be fine he returns his attention to the lesson. Once the question is asked he considers his options for achieving such a task for a moment. He raises a hand and waits for a break in suggestions "If the goal is only to prevent combat between oneself and their wouldbe attacker altering the turrain between the two can be a good deterant. In areas unlikely to turn into an inferno fire can make an effective non-lethal barrier." he suggests.<br> <br>Parthenia is surprised that so many mutants actually get right to the point of shooting their guns. Actual guns. With how sex crazed everything is around this parts, grabbing your weapons isn't always a necessity. Scearing or crippling things isn't always the only way around. The most flexible of survivals never really use the most flexible ways. She just rolled her eyes at the display Otto puts on. So many unnecessary movements, pointing the gun at others even with an empty clip was a no-no in her books. "Considering the current state of the world, anything and anyone can be a lethal weapon. That includes dicks and tits. I've seen a few agents turned into bloody goop by primes smashing their breasts against them. Again, those same lythal breasts can be wiggled enticingly to convince a horny beast that there is no reason to fight. I've seen some use what they call," She raises her hands making a quote signs with her fingers. "Love box, to pretty much disarm ferals by trapping their limbs inside the cunt." She shrugged looking away. "Hell I've seen some fuck ferals in to submission too." Who would have imagine that a human would propose the most perverted solutions?!<br> <br>Still breathing heavily she reacts to the mage's touch on her "Yeah I'm fine just ran too fast. I'm Saline uh..." She looks at both of them and gives a small smile. "Thanks though it's good to know I'm not terribly late." Saline turns around and tries to bring as much attention as she can muster to the speaker at the podium although her breathing disallowed her to hear her last sentence. Spotting some of the trainees raise their hands for questions she thinks that she should as well but realizes she doesn't want to bring attention to herself for being late and tries her best to shrink in the back of the crowd<br> <br>Zophah ducks behind the podium the moment Otto raises his magnum at her, yelling "Never point a gun at anything you aren't willing to shoot! That's basically rule number one in gun handling! I don't care if it's unloaded or not!" Once Otto puts away his gun she returns to her replies. "Firecracker, while avoiding combat with flying will help you, what about allies who can't fly? And what if the enemy can fly too? As for Ebreus, putting a barrier, physical or damaging, between you and them can work. Calistan's and Parthenia's ideas work too. Wearing them down physically or sexually can keep an attacker from their assault. Lastly, if threatening your opponent's attack isn't an option, you will have to rely on stuning, slowing, and other debilitating effects to reduce or even eliminate their ability to fight. Counterattacks that assault the mind, such as illusions or hypnosis, also work. Anyone here with other powers or weapons for this purpose?"<br> <br>Arris thinks for a moment, running through the mutant powers sie has mastered in hir mind. "Well, I could use my fish tail to hit them. That'll probably knock 'em over for... at least a brief moment. Oh, and I can also use my tentacle nanomagic to grab enemies and hold them in place. If I can wrap them up tight enough, they won't be able to move or attack me." |
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18/3/2017
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Zophah stands at a podium set up at the side of the Promethian training grounds, Waiting for everyone to arrive. The podium has a yellow tarp hanging from the front, painted with the words 'Non-Lethal Training Camp' in blue letters. Sitting next to her on the ground is a small crate, blue grenade-like devices laying inside it. Zophah yells to the arriving agents: "Welcome to the non-lethal training session. I have been granted permission by the rest of the Promethians to host the training here, where there should be enough room for everyone to practive what I teach. Please settle in and introduce yourselves, I will begin in a few minutes."
Arris enters the training grounds, giving Zophah a wave once sie sees her before walking up to the podium and sitting down on the grass near the podium. "Been up to anything recently, Zophah? Well, besides this, I mean." Sie picks up a chocolate bar from hir pocket, unwrapping it and taking a bite from it as sie watches people file in.
"So this is where the prommies learn to kick tail, huh?" Otto mutters to himself as he looks around, not sure of what to make of the place. It was... nice! Yes, quite so, excellent powers of observation there. There... wasn't much else to see besides the various other trainees. Honestly, Otto was very curious about the Prometheans, such was his reason for being here. Perhaps he would pick up a trick or two, you never know with those dodgy buggers, what sort of shenanigans they have up their sleeves, no you don't! "Heya Zop." Otto greets their instructor of the day. "You're looking as radiant as ever!" he exclaims happily with a playful yip, clearly in good spirits today. "SO!" he clasps his paws and rubs them excitedly "Can't wait to see what you have in store for us! Uhh, where do I?" Otto looks around, and notes the absence of chairs. He shrugs and after a little bit of Earth nanomagic, he had a moderately cozy looking stool made of solid earth to plant his fuzzy rump upon. Turning around, he looks about the crowd and exclaims "Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello!" to each and every one of them.
He'd look back across the horizon of the area to take in the different creatures before waving back to Firecracker in surprise before hefting up the plushie in tow to let her knwo him as a friendly before he'd look back across the variety of participants that he recognized. A second wave was given to Ebreus, remembering him from passing by his place with his mate. Though Upon seeing Otto, he'd crack a huge smile, dipping his chin in appreciation of his restorative underlay provider to wait a moment and soak in the other people he didn't recognize. "Well I am happy to be able to find a place to learn today....Been kinda running by experience here but I have had good friends to help me learn. I look forward to the experience. I'm Calistan... working to become a better mix of figher and healer on the battlefield. I'm out to be a combat medic but find a way to dish a bit more damage out on the battlefield as well. Good to meet you all."
Rather than filing in, Firecracker flies in! Spotting the chocolate bar in Arris's hand, she finds the perfect person to perch upon for the lesson! Dropping down quickly from the air, she lands atop the math teacher's head, plopping her rump down and folding her tiny pink wings to her sides as she happily chirps out, "Hiya peoples! I'm Firecracker, what're your names?! And where'dya get the chocolate?" Seeing Calistan and the tiny plushie of herself, her eyes sparkle, literally, with delight as she hops off Arris to land on Calistan's head instead. "Hiya bestest best friend!" she says as she lands in her new spot, waving to Otto and the others around with a foreleg in greeting as well.
Looking throught the group for any friendly or familiar faces Ebreus makes his way to a part of the grouping where he will be near both people he does and does not know and seats himself on a grassy patch. "Hello Otto." he says as Otto creates a stool for himself nearby. As the remaining trainees come in Ebreus clears his throught, "Hello. I'm Ebreus, Promethean agent and orator. I preffer to talk my way out out needing to fight but when that can't be done I'd preffer no accidental deaths." he states loudly enough to be speaking to the group.
Being the punctual lady that she is, Parthenia came a little earlier. She have snatched herself a spot on the very right side of the field, cause, she is always right! She actually never planned on taking part in all of this, and was mostly here just to watch. Still She stood close enough to be considered part of the training group. Some eyes were eventually on her, waiting for her intro. Desludging a hand from where it was, crossed on her chest, she waved. "Parthenia Kairis. Just... A human trying to survive through this hard times." She lied idly. "Any way to protect myself is a valuable knowledge I can't pass up." Saying that she shiver lightly and hugged herself, the weather could have been better. But she figured it was all part of the 'training.' Fight the elements and all.
Zooming at great speed, Cattiston runs as fast as he can! Due to exceeding the time estimated of arrival, he ended up dressing himself on the way go. Pulling his short jeans up with one hand and accommodating his red shirt with another, Catt finished his marathon and reached at the Training hut. With a quick glance, he notice that some unknown people have already reached first."Hmm... didn't really expect anyone to come..." murmured to himself, while trying to avoid social interactions with the other participants. Searching high and low for a seat to rest his tired legs, he ends up losing his mission and simply sits on the grass.
With everyone introduced, Zophah begins. "Given the missions handed to us from our prospective factions, frequently we are met with ferals and other opponents that wish us harm. Quite often however, enemies will have to be subdued or incapacitated as a limitation or as a goal. It is my hope that with this training you can win without any lasting damage to them or your surroundings." She reaches down to pick up one of the blue genades and holds it out for everyone to see. "These are reusable stun-gas genades that I'll be handing out at the end to those who show they have learned what I am teaching. Any questions?"
Arris watches as Firecracker jumps from hir hair, flying over to land on Calistan's, before directing hir attention back up at Zophah. "'To those who show they have learned what you are teaching'. So we're going to be put through a test at the end, then?" Sie brushes a lock of hair away from hir face, putting away the chocolate bar.
As the rain cascaded upon them, Otto found that his tunic was getting all soggy. This wouldn't do! The coyote whistles a tune that sounded suspiciously like the melodious tone of Mr. Trololo... whoever the heavens that was. Surely someone in an alternate universe probably recognizes the Russian singer and the piece by which he became a viral internet success, but I digress. A handle out of a bit of earth, support struts out of... more earth, and a lightweight fabric-like mesh to serve as the parasol itself out of what else, EARTH! It all came together into a primitive but effective umbrella for Otto to shield himself against the rain. He came here to learn, not smell like wet dog. "Oh hey." he greets Ebreus, then nods at Calistan and flashes a smile. "Hey buddo, glad it's workin' for yah!" the coyotet chymes and fingerguns at the combat medic. His gaze is instantly drawn by Firecracker, a giggle forcing its way out of Otto's maw as he observes her antics. She was always fun to have around, the wee goofball. Lastly, but definitely not least, there was Parthenia. Ah, they'd met once, and had an... interesting exchange. She looked rather chilly, and not in the spicy food sense either. Getting up from his stool, the coyote collapses it back into the ground, moves over to the human and sits down next to her, extending the cover of his parasol to her as well. "Heya Parth. Long time no see. You're looking well, for a human." he winks, knowing that might get under her skin a little. His ears perk up once Zophah speaks. Non-lethal violence?! That's no fun! Actually, it was great fun sometimes, though one could wonder what that stun gas was. Otto recalls that time his bestie cracked wind so bad it stunned the entire pub. Maybe that's what was in those? Who knew, who cared... he shrugs his shoulders and nods approvigly.
His eyes twinkled just as much as she set out before him to bring his gaze back up with a warm grin to her perching point atop his head. he'd chuckle before running his white fingertips across the ridge of her back, gingerly teasing his way down her hips before cutting his gaze back to Otto. "It's awesome and thank you again... definitely." He'd settle his gaze back up to the focal point of the group, leaving his gaze shifting between the grenades and their wielder before nodding in appreciation to the point. "That tends to be a problem because we have to hit power for power. It'll be interesting to find a different solution.
As the rain cascaded upon them, Otto found that his tunic was getting all soggy. This wouldn't do! The coyote whistles a tune that sounded suspiciously like the melodious tone of Mr. Trololo... whoever the heavens that was. Surely someone in an alternate universe probably recognizes the Russian singer and the piece by which he became a viral internet success, but I digress. Digging into his backpack, Otto retrieves a few bits and bobs of ruined or outdated equipment he carried around for the heck of it. A handle out of a bit of this, support struts out of... a bit of that, and a lightweight fabric-like mesh to serve as the parasol itself out of some spare fabric and voila! It's amazing what you can do with some plastic and a bit of spare cloth! It all came together into a primitive but effective umbrella for Otto to shield himself against the rain. He came here to learn, not smell like wet dog. "Oh hey." he greets Ebreus, then nods at Calistan and flashes a smile. "Hey buddo, glad it's workin' for yah!" the coyotet chymes and fingerguns at the combat medic. His gaze is instantly drawn by Firecracker, a giggle forcing its way out of Otto's maw as he observes her antics. She was always fun to have around, the wee goofball. Lastly, but definitely not least, there was Parthenia. Ah, they'd met once, and had an... interesting exchange. She looked rather chilly, and not in the spicy food sense either. Getting up from his stool, the coyote collapses it back into the ground, moves over to the human and sits down next to her, extending the cover of his parasol to her as well. "Heya Parth. Long time no see. You're looking well, for a human." he winks, knowing that might get under her skin a little. His ears perk up once Zophah speaks. Non-lethal violence?! That's no fun! Actually, it was great fun sometimes, though one could wonder what that stun gas was. Otto recalls that time his bestie cracked wind so bad it stunned the entire pub. Maybe that's what was in those? Who knew, who cared... he shrugs his shoulders and nods approvigly. "Stun Nades, gotcha."
"Oh yeah! I got one!" Firecracker says, lifting a foreleg up above her head as she sits up on her haunches atop Calistan's shadowy head, continuing instantly while nobody else was talking, "Do we get snacks?" As the fingers run over her back, her wings shift a bit at her sides as she presses into them, then her hips wiggle side-to-side as they continue down her flanks.
Sitting quietly as he watches the other trainees arrive his ears swiveling to hear them before his eyes can settle on them Ebreus then shifts his attention entirely to Zophah as she begins to speak. Putting up his hood as the rain comes down and she asks after questions Ebreus thinks for a few moments as he watches the rain slowly melt Ottos stool. "Will those who earn stun-gernades be told where they may get more?" he asks.
Parthenia didn't have any question. Even if she did she'd probably keep it to herself. Attracting more attention to herself wasn't something she wanted to do. Some parts of Zophah's speech did put a little grin on her face. Namely when she mentioned the collateral damage. Her brow raised when the luxurious dog with a chair walks over towards and sets up something nice for her. A cover from rain! Her thick wet brow raises and she brushes moist hair from her forehead. "Thank you." She said obviously grateful for what little cover she got, much less so about the poke at her humanity. Still, she said nothing about it. Only her lips pouted a bit more and her brows moved closer together. "We will catch up after if you don't mind. I would like to listen."
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Running too fast for her own good. Saline tries her best to make it as fast as she can. "I'm so late, oh why I'm so late" She starts to run out of breath and pant in between her own snarky remarks to herself. "How did this even happen?" she says as she almosts trips over her own boots. "Almost *pant* there *pant*" Seeing the group ahead she slows down letting her legs flop on the ground before ending at a stop crouched over and hands on her knees. "Oh god *pant* it hurts to breathe" Sweaty and taking wheezy breaths she tries to make her way in the back unnoticed. Thankfully the wet stains on her shirt are mostly rain.
Zophah chuckles a bit at Firecracker's question. "You only get what snacks you bring. As for Arris's question, there will be a bit of time to test what you know.
Zophah quietly yips, "Ok, given that everyone here is probably used to things going wrong, I'll cover how to end a fight nonlethally instead of how to avoid combat all together."
Zophah quietly yips, "Ok, given that everyone here is probably used to things going wrong, I'll cover how to end a fight nonlethally instead of how to avoid combat all together. Your first choice should be ways to deter an attacker: even lethal weapons can be used for suppressive fire in this instance. Anyone here with questions or ideas on how to accomplish this?"
Arris raises hir hand.
Arris raises hir hand. "With a lethal weapon, you can deter attackers by shooting at less-necessary bodyparts, like the feet or hands. It'll cripple them or help prevent them from attacking you, but probably won't kill them."
Otto raises his hand and goes "OH OH OH!", then once he has drawn the instructor's attention, he draws the magnum pistol at his side and spins it around a few times on one hand, tosses it and catches it with the other, then aims right at Zophah and asks "Feeling lucky, punk?!" *click* he pulled the trigger, seems the weapon was sans ammunitions! Putting it away with another neat spin, he raises his voice again and states, "Bare your fangs, ofcourse. If the enemy sees you're packin' heat, they won't want to fuck with you, and are more likely to just back the fuck off and calm the fuck down, pardon my french. MY POINT is that a good scare can make that grumpy mutant just put those claws away and rethink attacking you, BUT a good round or two in the air to cause some noise and show you mean business, or two rounds in the kneecaps if they STILL want a piece of you and there you have it. Technically it's non-lethal and you've disabled your opponent, so the most they can try and do is hobble at you and bleed on you." Otto states, then ponders for a moment "Or you can force them behind cover by "accidentally" firing rounds NEAR them, not AT them... ya know. Spook em good!"
The nanite mage made his way back over to the fallen skunk. Though the moisture that covered her shirt was distinctly clarifying. He'd lay his gaze back across her frame to extend a palm and took in her wheezing frame. "You didn't miss much.. Hope that you are alright with a little moisture. I think you just get used to that in combat. Calistan Enivid and Firecracker, Nice to meet you." He'd point up to the majestic winged pony atop his head for clarity to the second name before looking back over as the question was raised. He'd raise his left pristinely white hand in the air, hoping to get called upon. Though both of his answers were clarified previously, he'd follow up. "Other times you could subdue them with your own mutations, claws, body, fluids, to help work them out of their state of mania. It makes a difference whether it's a conscious attack versus something out of a manic rush. As it was said, focusing on non-lethal parts of the body and preventing them from attacking by hitting major limbs and working on nerves or sating the instincts can restore their state of mind."
Firecracker waves a foreleg at the mostly-skunk as Calistan helps her up. What's your name?" she asks with a friendly smile after he finishes introducing them to the new girl. She then looks back over to Zophah and the rest of the group to speak up. "Oh yeah, I like the not hurting people part," Firecracker says, rapidly nodding her head. "And I could probably just talk to em or fly up too high for em to reach! That's a good way to stop fighting!" she finishes with a giggle, extending her wings and giving them a few little flaps to show them off before folding them back to her sides.
Ears swiveled back to listen to the arrival of the late trainee Ebreus keeps his eyes on the instructor until the new arrival trips. At that point he turns his head to see if she is alright. Once she gets up and appears to be fine he returns his attention to the lesson. Once the question is asked he considers his options for achieving such a task for a moment. He raises a hand and waits for a break in suggestions "If the goal is only to prevent combat between oneself and their wouldbe attacker altering the turrain between the two can be a good deterant. In areas unlikely to turn into an inferno fire can make an effective non-lethal barrier." he suggests.
Parthenia is surprised that so many mutants actually get right to the point of shooting their guns. Actual guns. With how sex crazed everything is around this parts, grabbing your weapons isn't always a necessity. Scearing or crippling things isn't always the only way around. The most flexible of survivals never really use the most flexible ways. She just rolled her eyes at the display Otto puts on. So many unnecessary movements, pointing the gun at others even with an empty clip was a no-no in her books. "Considering the current state of the world, anything and anyone can be a lethal weapon. That includes dicks and tits. I've seen a few agents turned into bloody goop by primes smashing their breasts against them. Again, those same lythal breasts can be wiggled enticingly to convince a horny beast that there is no reason to fight. I've seen some use what they call," She raises her hands making a quote signs with her fingers. "Love box, to pretty much disarm ferals by trapping their limbs inside the cunt." She shrugged looking away. "Hell I've seen some fuck ferals in to submission too." Who would have imagine that a human would propose the most perverted solutions?!
Still breathing heavily she reacts to the mage's touch on her "Yeah I'm fine just ran too fast. I'm Saline uh..." She looks at both of them and gives a small smile. "Thanks though it's good to know I'm not terribly late." Saline turns around and tries to bring as much attention as she can muster to the speaker at the podium although her breathing disallowed her to hear her last sentence. Spotting some of the trainees raise their hands for questions she thinks that she should as well but realizes she doesn't want to bring attention to herself for being late and tries her best to shrink in the back of the crowd
Zophah ducks behind the podium the moment Otto raises his magnum at her, yelling "Never point a gun at anything you aren't willing to shoot! That's basically rule number one in gun handling! I don't care if it's unloaded or not!" Once Otto puts away his gun she returns to her replies. "Firecracker, while avoiding combat with flying will help you, what about allies who can't fly? And what if the enemy can fly too? As for Ebreus, putting a barrier, physical or damaging, between you and them can work. Calistan's and Parthenia's ideas work too. Wearing them down physically or sexually can keep an attacker from their assault. Lastly, if threatening your opponent's attack isn't an option, you will have to rely on stuning, slowing, and other debilitating effects to reduce or even eliminate their ability to fight. Counterattacks that assault the mind, such as illusions or hypnosis, also work. Anyone here with other powers or weapons for this purpose?"
Arris thinks for a moment, running through the mutant powers sie has mastered in hir mind. "Well, I could use my fish tail to hit them. That'll probably knock 'em over for... at least a brief moment. Oh, and I can also use my tentacle nanomagic to grab enemies and hold them in place. If I can wrap them up tight enough, they won't be able to move or attack me."
