[training mingle] - I wanna be the very best

[traumaticus]

Who: The Chosen of Aldrip
Where: The X-mansion
What: The Chosen of Aldrip are invited to yet another training montage
Warnings: General violence. Please mark any other potential warnings on the thread titles!



At the dawn on January 5th the tents for the training grounds raise up again. However, unlike the last time the training camp does not take place in the empty fields of the outskirts but instead they are set on the property of X-Mansion. Courtesy of X-men, who have agreed to let their home to be utilized for common good.

Each tent marks a post for a different activity while ome of them work as a simplified armories. There are sets of blades (from knives to long swords), axes, armors, firearms, bows and arrows and what have you. Feel free to pick your poison, so to speak! However, Richard keeps a keen list on who borrows and what, marking down immediately if something goes missing. So! be sure to return what you take unless you want him to come after you. And just like the always, the chosen are more than welcomed to use their own weapons.

And if the Chosen gets tired of running around in the cold and snow they can go and grab lunch at the mansion's kitchen/dining area! This time it is provided by the inn which, yes, means there's different kind of poultry dishes are being served. As for the dessert there is hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows available for the chosen.

For those who seek out more challenge and advanced training methods they are given access to Danger Room, a holographic combat simulator tucked deep down in one of the basements. In case someone needs help with setting up a perfect training scenario for their needs Morph is there to answer any questions.


The activities include:

Archery (instructor: Richard)
Horseback riding (instructor: Richard)
Swords (instructors: a2, Mitsuru Kirijo)
Magic + Superpower guidance(instructors: Morrigan, Fauna)
Firearms (instructors: Caitlyn, Levi)
Non-lethal combat (instructor: Vash)
Tech-Support (instructor: Mitsuru)
First-aid (instructor: Kurama)
Survival skills (instructor: Kurama)
Rescue Training (instructor: Morph)
Hand-to-Hand combat (instructor: Vi)
Danger Room (instructor: Moprh)
Lunch


[ooc: There is going to be a top-level for each activity/category. But feel free to make your own wildcard options outside of them, too. o/]

Comments

Horseback riding

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Richard / open

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[Almost since the day one of his stay in this world, it had come to Richard's attention that there was concerning amount of people who lacked some of the skills that he would consider essential. Such skills as horseback riding. Sure, he had heard of people to talk about 'engines' and 'cars' or 'motorcycles' and whatnot. But those were hardly the same thing. In his world, being able to ride a horse was a proof of a adulthood.

So clearly, he needs to fix this.

Located somewhat remote from the mansion and other activities Richard has set up a smaller tent where one can easily spot three horses. Two of them are of lighter color, one brown and one more cream, and somewhat smaller size compared to the third one. The black horse stands tall and sturdy, looking almost threatening next to the two other ones. And of course it is the one that Richard is tending, brushing the black silk on the horse's side.

Care to approach?]

[abandonware]

[Picking her way through the brush, A2 slows at the sight of the... creatures. To her, they look moose-like, powerfully muscled in the same way, four-legged beasts of burden. There are enough differences to make her frown though, and her approach is suitably cautious.

She's anachronistic in this space herself, with neat seamed joints like a doll and black metal patches where her skin is missing. For a moment she watches in silence, pale eyes unblinking, and then points to the largest of the animals.]

What the hell is that thing?

[Fantastic intro!]

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[Richard, in return, is fully focused on pampering his horse that he does not notice the visitor at the tent right away. In fact it's Blackie who notices the strange looking girl first and signals him with a soft neigh sound, kicking the ground briefly with his front leg.

He looks over his shoulder, frowning slightly at the sight of the peculiar girl and her question because.. honestly? He could be asking her the exact same question.]

He is Blackie.

[abandonware]

[This regal looking boy is the closest she's seen to anyone resembling her fellow androids. But the eyes aren't right — she relaxes some. Another human.

His frown doesn't affect her any, accustomed to varying levels of unfriendliness. The answer makes her frown though. For a moment they stand there in silence, and then A2 blurts out:] Is that his name or his ty- [An irritated sigh.] his... breed? Ugh. No, that's not right.

[She literally doesn't know what a horse is.]

Breathes life into this thread..

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[The girl really isn't help her case with Richard here. He looks at her with very apparent confusion in his face, as if he didn't quite understand what she was asking. But within a beat or so the bafflement calms down in him. She must be a new, then. And from a world far removed from this or his own one.

Though, this realization did bring him some mild discomfort in the form of second hand embarrassment. Is this how he had come across during his first months?]

Nay. His name is Blackie. He is a horse. [He offers as a clarification.] They are tall, four legged and hoofed animals that you can mount. They are very useful for manual labor and travel.

uses those electric paddles

[abandonware]

Oh. Like moose.

[This revelation begins to make sense the longer she looks at the animal. Smaller than a moose, but not small. No antlers, but the hooves were similar. Used for manual labor and travel, check and check.

Luckily, she is largely impervious to other people's embarrassment on her behalf, which is fortunate.]

I've never seen one of these animals before.

[variantcover]

[ Gwen showed up to the training bootcamp in her hero costume, because of course she did. But she doesn't strike the figure of a particularly fearsome or valiant hero when she skips up towards the tent where the horses are paddocked, gleefully watching them with wide eyes under her cowl. ]

Ooh, pretty horsies! Can I feed one of them a carrot?

1/2

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[When the chipper voice reaches to Richard's ears he turns and just... stares.

...

...

Congrats, Gwen. You might just as well earn the trophy of looking the most WTF out there to Richard.]

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[Like...What is he even looking at???

Uh! Anyway. She (???) had asked a question. Right.

Richard reached out to grab the black horse's reins and gently pulled from the, guiding the animal towards the girl. He then picks up a small pouch from his belt and offers it to her.]

There are no carrots but oats are acceptable.