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estoria2015-11-24 11:39 pm
earthshaken) wrote in estoria2015-11-24 11:39 pm
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Who: Terra and you!
When: 11th April
Where: CERES Academy and around the city
What: PE classes and assorted workout shenanigans. Come meet your hardcore teacher, Academy students.
Rating/Warning: None yet.
I. CERES Academy
[Terra's got his students out on the school's outdoor track. If you're unfortunate enough to be in his class, he's already made the entire class do fifteen laps without stopping. He realises the class are starting to get tired, though, because he stops them after the fifteenth lap to give them a pep talk.]
You're not going to become strong if you give up now. If anything happens and we're stranded around Tellus again, you might not be able to rely on anyone but your own strength. If this tires you out, you won't be ready for whatever this world has to throw at us.
[He paces as he says this, looking each of them in the eye. Is this military endurance training, or a PE lesson...?]
Five more laps and we're done. This time, I don't want to see anyone stopping or walking.
[There's a collective groan, but Terra isn't about to brook any argument. If you're particularly slow, Terra will catch up and run alongside you as encouragement until the last person crosses the finish line. He'll also stop to talk to anyone after class is dismissed, if you feel like saying hi or griping at him.]
II. Gym
[And when he's nottorturing training his students, Terra is training himself in the gym, using a few dummies for target practice. He knows training like this isn't the same -- he can't hone magic or his Keyblade skills under a teacher like he could in the Land of Departure, like in days long gone. Fighting is only one small part of his skills. But being stuck in the city like this, he has to keep his skills sharp.
So you can find him in the gym, enormous Keyblade in hand, slashing, ducking and weaving away from an imaginary enemy.
He doesn't expect anyone to join him. This is purely for his own benefit. A part of him still thinks that if he keeps himself strong, he can keep the darkness at bay. He can protect the people here he feels responsible for. Another part of him knows this is just a distraction, and that by keeping himself busy, he won't think about what's bothering him at all. Not the darkness, or anything else.
He's choosing to ignore that particular thought. He pauses, wiping the sweat away that beads on his forehead, and charges at one of the dummies.]
III. Food stop
[Even Terra has to slow down every once in a while to avoid burning himself out. On the way back to his apartment he stops at one of the food stalls to grab a smoothie and to sit and rest for a while. Other people seem to have had a similar idea, though, because all the tables around the stalls are crammed full of people eating and socialising, with no empty tables in sight.
At which point he'll approach you, gesturing at the seat opposite.]
Mind if I join you?
When: 11th April
Where: CERES Academy and around the city
What: PE classes and assorted workout shenanigans. Come meet your hardcore teacher, Academy students.
Rating/Warning: None yet.
I. CERES Academy
[Terra's got his students out on the school's outdoor track. If you're unfortunate enough to be in his class, he's already made the entire class do fifteen laps without stopping. He realises the class are starting to get tired, though, because he stops them after the fifteenth lap to give them a pep talk.]
You're not going to become strong if you give up now. If anything happens and we're stranded around Tellus again, you might not be able to rely on anyone but your own strength. If this tires you out, you won't be ready for whatever this world has to throw at us.
[He paces as he says this, looking each of them in the eye. Is this military endurance training, or a PE lesson...?]
Five more laps and we're done. This time, I don't want to see anyone stopping or walking.
[There's a collective groan, but Terra isn't about to brook any argument. If you're particularly slow, Terra will catch up and run alongside you as encouragement until the last person crosses the finish line. He'll also stop to talk to anyone after class is dismissed, if you feel like saying hi or griping at him.]
II. Gym
[And when he's not
So you can find him in the gym, enormous Keyblade in hand, slashing, ducking and weaving away from an imaginary enemy.
He doesn't expect anyone to join him. This is purely for his own benefit. A part of him still thinks that if he keeps himself strong, he can keep the darkness at bay. He can protect the people here he feels responsible for. Another part of him knows this is just a distraction, and that by keeping himself busy, he won't think about what's bothering him at all. Not the darkness, or anything else.
He's choosing to ignore that particular thought. He pauses, wiping the sweat away that beads on his forehead, and charges at one of the dummies.]
III. Food stop
[Even Terra has to slow down every once in a while to avoid burning himself out. On the way back to his apartment he stops at one of the food stalls to grab a smoothie and to sit and rest for a while. Other people seem to have had a similar idea, though, because all the tables around the stalls are crammed full of people eating and socialising, with no empty tables in sight.
At which point he'll approach you, gesturing at the seat opposite.]
Mind if I join you?
III
Terra! [She begins to clear away parts of the table so he has room.] Go ahead. You don't even have to ask next time.
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[Terra's expression likewise brightens, and he takes a seat.]
It's been a while. How is everything? [He'd ask if she'd been keeping out of trouble, but trouble is par for the course in this place...]
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What about you? [Sending a meaningful look at his arm this time.] Everything healed up since then?
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[He lifts up his arm and flexes it to show everything is in working order. There's a fading scar from the bullet, but that's all.]
We did the right thing back then, right? Helping the spirits...
[Terra wants to think so, but they did kind of flood the city. And drag them into a poisonous jungle. ...And if there's one thing Terra is good at, it's making questionable choices in who to help.]
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Even if the spirits have the worst way of doing things [apparently her thoughts aren't too far off from Terra's] it's looking like something happened to them and it was CERES' fault. I just wish there was more we could figure out.