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Richard ([personal profile] traumaticus) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs2025-01-04 08:45 pm

[training mingle] - I wanna be the very best

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/]
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[personal profile] variantcover 2025-01-18 12:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Good thinking on Cait's part. She probably doesn't want to see what Gwen would do with a Hextech rifle... ]

Sweet. And yeah, I've used a few kinds of guns, back home. Handguns, rifles, miniguns, submachine guns, rocket launchers. Whatever's narratively convenient. Sadly showed up here without any of 'em, so I've been itching to get my hands on one again.
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[personal profile] bulleting 2025-01-22 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Narratively convenient...? Huh. That's an interesting way of putting it.]

When I first arrived, I didn't have my gun either. I had to get a blacksmith to make one from designs I drew. Aldrip wasn't so... technologically advanced, as it is now. It was a challenge. Thankfully mine appeared one day, so perhaps yours will too? Things from home like to pop up, when we least expect them.
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[personal profile] variantcover 2025-01-23 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oho, now that has Gwen's attention. ]

What do you mean? They just, like... show up one day in the simulation?

[ Gwen knows a thing or two about people crossing over between universes. Objects doing it on their own, though, is a little different. ]
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[personal profile] bulleting 2025-02-12 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, that's exactly what I mean.

[She moves to pick up her folding rifle, tilting her head as she glances back to Gwen.]

This is a rifle my father made. I carried it at home for a long time, before I...traded it away, to help someone. One day here, the local blacksmith hands it to me. As a gift. It's the exact rifle, not a replica. Not a design I gave him or prompted him to make. It's the gun I owned back home. I've had a few trinkets appear randomly from time to time, too. Why? I don't know. It just happens. Perhaps a token of good will from our captors?