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Enma didn't know he was an anxious person, he just thought he was an emotionless war machine. That's what Papa Arashi taught him, but clearly there was more depth to his mind than anticipated. Masao brought out the romance and passion and through the advice of others, became a more open person. The surface tension of emotion was finally broken and he was learning that he didn't like crowds because of anxiety. He didn't like failure. He didn't like making mistakes that affected others.

There was more to learn than to be strong and to cut with a killer's intention. A punch didn't have to sunder rock always, there was a way to control it much like there was a way to control a sword. Through discipline, he would learn this and the same mistake wouldn't be repeated. Through exposure, he would adjust to all of his peers, seniors and juniors. In time, Enma was going to become better so that he didn't bumble like an idiot or fumble like an amateur.

Rahul was right. He needed to become more emotionally mature. Maybe he didn't say things at others' expense for a quick laugh, but he didn't know how to handle failure. There was such a high physical ceiling for him, navigating it hadn't been a factor when he was alone. Rahul's words struck at his core in the best way, he felt the sternness of his grandfather but not the harshness. They were true and he nodded. Almost like he was calibrated, Rahul helped restore Enma's nerve.

"Thank-you, Rahul." There wasn't any more to say, but Rahul seemed to appreciate concision enough to know his words were appreciated. Where Enma calmed down from being told what he needed to hear, he felt the sting of being called a gorilla and move on. Farrin helped shift the focus away from the severe injury of Kikurage and deemed himself as Enma's sparring partner. Almost afraid of hurting Oberon himself, Enma nearly showed his hesitation.

"Yes, sir. These mistakes are why your lessons are important for everyone." Bowing with Japanese tradition in play, he would take position and respectfully let Farrin lead. Khepri seemed to normalize, and he just raised a dismissive hand. [coior=#e04d4d]"No worries, Mafdet-san. I know it's been a while."[/color] Then Arbogast chewed out Rahul and he felt bad. A chain reaction partly due to the incident.

Was Rahul out of line? He hadn't paid attention, but if he was then Enma knew better than to interject. Still, Rahul and Farrin both helped Enma leave the funk of his guilt. What better way to continue the lesson than to march ahead? Regardless, he needed to give Kikurage a proper apology later.

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My, oh my. Where to start?

“Well, no. I’m not co-teaching. But I’ve never been part of a class or curriculum where fellow students are forbidden from a few, harmless pointers.” Pointing out that someone was left-handed was hardly teaching. I specifically didn’t go into detail about how I was a southpaw but fought orthodox in order to leverage unconventional tactics.

My hostility had nothing to do with Arbogast but with how everyone rushed to Kiku’s side, ignoring Enma’s state of mind. Obviously, she was hurt. We prioritize the injured. But as everyone rushed to her side, they failed to see Enma’s devolving mental state. Farrin eventually got there, but it wasn’t my fault that he was too slow.

I don’t understand where Arbogast drew her line. But my confidence drew attention. There’s a reason I was pulled to the side and Jun wasn’t.

“But I hear you loud and clear. Next time, I’ll let him have his panic attack in peace.” I wouldn’t, really. It was obvious to anyone who heard or overheard the conversation. I would have waited for the training bots before getting involved if not for Khepri. Make no mistake, I wanted to stand firmly by Arbogast to assert my unwavering rejection of her entire thesis. But Ylva’s mistreatment of them was too, too tempting.

What was their deal?

“I’ll spar with you.” I look at Farrin. He’s the teacher after all. Getting a whole fancy grade for it and everything. “If allowed.”

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After she set Kiku down she watched the school staff work. They were quick and very skilled which was to be expected if they were UAU staff. The amount of people who got injured at UAU on a daily basis was extremely high and no matter how competent you were there was ALWAYS something you lacked. "Everyone has strengths and weaknesses." She'd say flatly to Kiku as she put the water bottle she gave her down in front of her once the staff had finished treating her for the time being. "Like I said, this is the Hero Course; you're going to run into worse things than a gorilla. The punch didn't kill you and next time you get punched you'll be more prepared." Once she had said her piece, she turned to Jun. "If you're just observing, stay with her so the teacher doesn't have to." [break][break]

Moving towards the main group, she'd look at Enma first. "Everyone knows the risks of being here at this school and joining classes like this. In the field, you'll have to get over it." Her eyes shift to Rahul, but she continues talking to Enma, "And when that time comes, a pep talk in the middle of live fire will just get everyone killed. You prioritize the lives of the people around you, deal with whatever is going on in your head after that." With how chatty Rahul was and the fact that she was sitting on the sidelines before getting involved, AND with what the teacher said, she was under the assumption he was just here to watch.[break][break]



"I'll spar with you." She'd stare at Enma unblinking. "If he (Farrin) is the teacher for the day, giving pointers while we spar with each other is the most effective way to do it." She'd look at Lucille to make sure she had nothing else to say. "Me against you. Those two against each other." She'd point to Khepri and Rahul, respectively. She'd look to Farrin, "If I'm not overstepping, that is. It's your class after all."[break][break]

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[Lucille Arbogast]

It was always the troublemakers and arrogant ones that were the first to cry foul if they felt wronged, so she wasn't all too surprised that both Rahul and Ylva spoke up. What she didn't expect was how personally Rahul seemed to take being called out. A tantrum like this she would expect from a first or second year student like Ylva, but Rahul was supposed to be in his fourth year and about to graduate, and yet he was making a scene because she told him not to hog the spotlight. Then he supposedly saved Enma from having a panic attack all by himself, despite small training accidents like this being commonplace. Sometimes it felt like she was teaching hero middle school. ''Your complaint has been duly noted.'' She smiled at Rahul.

''That goes for you too, Riis-san.'' She turned her attention to Ylva. ''Being assertive and blunt isn't necessarily bad, but you are all studying to become professional heroes. You need to be able to distinguish between when you should take the initiative and when you should follow the leader.'' The leader in this case being Farrin. ''Don't make your problems other people's problems. Now please,'' she indicated Farrin and took a couple of steps back. ''You're here to learn, let O'Rourke-san lead you!'' She smiled warmly. ''If any of you have a problem with what I said today, we can talk about it later in my office.'' She decided to hang back for a moment and continue observing as she took some more notes, scribbling down this conversation with Rahul and Ylva so that she would remember to log it later. She would have also have to apologize to Farrin for this diversion after the lesson was over.

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun nodded, sympathizing with Kiku as she felt the same way at some point in time. It was what prompted her to learn her hodge-podge bag of tricks. She turned to look back at Enma, and the absolute menagerie that Ylva and Rahul were slowly turning the course into; she felt bad for Farrin, but if she got involved she was sure she'd only make things worse. " Try to go a little easier on Enma. I know it might be hard to forgive him now, but I think he's taking these events just as hard, if not more than you. From what I understand he's more of a swordsman." A pause as she looked back at Kiku, a little sheepish. "I mean, there's probably similar principles, but uh. When transitioning from one set to another I can imagine that it isn't easy." She offered a light bow, clearing her throat. "Right, I'm Junsuina Kanjo, one of the third years of the Department of Heroes. If you're up for it, I can show you a thing or two now. While imitation is important when learning fighting, observation in my opinion is of a higher priority." She stood straight, thinking. "Of course, if you want to sit back and watch the...bouts? I guess? That are about to start, I can show a little insight into what each person is planning or doing. Unless...you'd rather figure that sort of thing on your own..." All confidence had left her by this point. She was keen to offer advice based on her assumptions and observations, but normally it would be to a sparring partner. In this case she'd be exposing other people's secrets and moves to another person on the sidelines. How unkoshier was that? enma,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Ylva Riis,Lucille Arbogast,Farrin, Mafdet Khepri,Kikurage Shimeiji

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younger, grungier Farrin would have suggested each student waltz on up and throw down with him. Sink or swim was a valid educational tool, right? But, an older, hopefully wiser Farrin appreciated a more meticulous approach. Time weathered away his ego... well, some measure of it. And though he detested stillness, age played rainwater to seedling patience. He wasn't here to compete with big personalities. He was here to convey and cultivate a means to defend oneself and others—in everyone present. 

"Well, sounds like yuh've a volunteer, Khepri," Farrin started before nodding his approval for Rahul to step in. "Jus', as I said, start light n' work yer way up in intensity." Words delivered less for Rahul and Khepri's sake, he trusted they got the message a moment prior and more to emphasize again to the class. 

 The next item on the agenda included melting some ice. Ylva displayed incredible prowess during their Sports Festival team-up. But, otherwise, she was mostly an unknown quantity. Were she and Kikurage friends? Is that why she pushed Khepri to come to her aid? Would that potential friendship, or even Enma's display of strength, unintended as it was, stoke a fiery response from her otherwise glacial self? And, on the other hand, could she take a hit if Enma didn't dial things back? Farrin wasn't the sturdiest, but he was notoriously difficult to hit. 

"Yer' right, but jus' give me a moment wit' the lad first so I can help 'im regulate a little, then the two o' yuh' can match up fer' the rest o' the lesson." 

A fair compromise. She wasn't wrong. Keeping a tunnel vision focus on Enma would blot out the rest of the class. But a moment might do her some good if she was friends with Kikurage, and another unwelcome disruption from unregulated strength might put a stopper on the whole thing. 

A few training bots marched toward the group, some students now opting for the mechanical opposition. Others took Farrin at his word and continued with their classmates. Stepping aside toward Enma, he would look the lad over. "Right then, lad. I want yuh' ta' throw a few jabs me' way. Wit' each shot, I want yuh' ta' progressive swing a little harder. I'm doin' this wit' you so we can tell where you should likely cap off wit' the intensity fer' now."

It was an exercise that Haīroguma from the Above & Beyond agency ran with Farrin and Apogee years prior, before Apogee made it as a pro. Once those upper acceptable limits were established, focusing on technique was far simpler.

Assuming Enma complied, Farrin would shift between deflecting blows with his left hand, weaving his upper body one way or another to avoid direct hits, or would block with his arms. Eating those shots on the arm was the gauge at work. The lighter blows were easy to take, but after a few harder shots, Farrin understood Kikurage's anger a bit better. A direct hit from that brick breaker of a cross-shot could land the time-turner on his arse and coughing up a fit. What Farrin lacked in sturdiness, though, he made up for in honed technique.

"Alright, I'm thinkin' we dial it back from those last two shots n' try again. Seems like a hard 'nuff blow that any sparrin' mates will certainly feel it but without breakin' anythin'."

Again, if Enma complied, Farrin would draw out the exchange for another few shots until they landed on the sweet spot he was looking for. The entire process would only take a few moments, and once there, Farrin would give Enma a nod of approval. "I think yer gettin' the hang o' it. If an opponent wants yuh' ta' go harder, well, this is UA n' we've medical staff on hand," he said, eyeing those that helped Kikurage a few moments prior, "but unless they specifically want yuh' ta' bring the thunder, I'd say try ta' keep yer hardest shot at around the level o' those last few." With that, Farrin would wave Ylva over. "If yer' still lookin' ta' match up wit' Enma, feel free." 

Now, it was time to turn his attention to the entirety of the class and measure their progress. 

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]And I got h i g h As Kiku took it easy in order to let the painkillers and quick medicines start the process of recuperation, the training was starting to go underway with Farrin facilitating the Gorilla to 'mediate' his strength against training bots until he was 'fit' enough to spar against another student.  Ylva would lecture Kiku a bit about how she's going to run into worse things than a gorilla, which earned a simple, "Duly noted, I'll keep it in mind that other students may not hesitate to snap me in half like a twig," All spoken in a deadpan fashion, with a small chuckle at the end followed by a wince of pain at this attempt of macabre humor.  Despite the humor, she was taking Ylva's advice to heart as Kiku won't let herself be caught off guard again.  Jun would try to insist on being a little easier on Enma, and the snark just slipped out of Kiku as she muttered, "Wished the Gorilla went easier on me."  That had a little more bite than Kiku intended to, so she just shook her head and took another deep breath.  Finding a pattern of breathing to calm herself down and to try and limit the amount of pain she was feeling. Kiku wouldn't interrupt Jun any further as she tried justifying the pain he had inflicted, talking about how transitioning from swordsmanship to raw sparring had a transition.  Kiku would remark to say something in a moment when Jun finished, so the young woman allowed her senpai to finish speaking.  The options Jun currently had didn't sound favorable in the slightest, because pairing up against a third year after dealing with Enma sounded like a bad idea.  Plus of the people here, Kiku found another person she found some interest in... But first some choice words for Jun, as she stated plainly "First, I'm sure Harambe over there knows the difference between cutting a piece of bread and chopping through a piece of bamboo AND knows the difference between pushing a door open from pushing a boulder down the road.  Second, when I'm not feeling like garbage, he can find time to apologize or justify himself or whatever.  Let's just focus on the training itself..." The calm breathing was already working as it was a less heated position she had now that she got some of the more anguished emotions out of her.  And it was hard to really keep track of the exercises between multiple students, especially since a lot of the other students in the area who just gawked at the drama opted for the robot partners.  It wasn't good data to learn from...  And Kikurage was hungry to improve.  She sighed as there was only one real option for her to really find a new source of energy to push through this pain. Generating more spores in her palm, an odd yellow mushroom with red polka dots adorning its cap with a white stalk grew to the size of an orange.  Having grown this mushroom, Kikurage took the shroom to her mouth as she ate this magic mushroom.  Choosing to effectively get high on University Campus in order to dope herself up may not have been the most logical in any other circumstance, the stubborn nature of the Mycomancer shone through.  Her eyes widened as the world seemed so much more vibrant, with colors feeling much more energetic.  Each person practically glowing from all the colors covering them, as Kiku pushed herself up from a lying down position to her knees and then to her feet.  "Jun," The redhead spoke with a more airheaded inflection infecting her tone, "You're a third year, you should spar with someone closer to your level.  So how abouuuut...." Her head would turn first to face Khepri, with her eyes slowly shifting from Jun to the other first year student.  A smile formed on Kiku's lips with her own eyes having some redness tint her sclera, as the Mycomancer uttered, "Khepri, was it?  It's nice to meet you Khepri, that's a neat name you know?  My name is Kikurage, like the mushroom!" As Kiku spoke in a more airy tone, more of those spores would run rampant across her hands and forearms.  Once again recreating the mushroom gloves, but instead turning them into full on mushroom cushioned gauntlets to protect herself with and fight with.  The Magic Shrooms were already playing with her head as she took up a stance Kiku stumbled a little whilst trying to recreate Farrin's stance.  It was still uncomfortable even with her becoming a Southpaw, so she adapted it a little, holding a curled right arm towards her face to block any chest and hand stopping any face shots whilst keeping her left arm bent, covering the abdomen as the arm restlessly shuffled back and forth.   "C'mon Khepri, I'll focus more on dodging from this point onward.  Let's plaay," Kiku spoke with an odd happy lilt in her tone.  The world around her was so vibrant to the redhead right now, so much so that it was to Kiku's own personal detriment as she wasn't even cognizant that Rahul was being assigned to Khepri as a training partner.  Heck, she probably wouldn't have immediately notice if she was given a completely different training partner in Khepri's stead.  [self imposed -3 awareness debuff for being high] All that Kiku knew was that she wanted to train, and no injury was going to keep her down. >> Kiku makes a macabre joke towards Ylva >> Kiku listens to Jun and gives a retort, but essentially wants Enma to explain himself and whether he wants to make it right or not is up to him; getting more emotionally stable after recovering from that punch >> Isn't really able to get much from other students fighting robots and Farrin going against Enma right now, decides to pull out a trick to get herself in the game >> Set up for future Skill or Super Attack/Skill: Kiku gets high to get into a fighting headspace >> While high off of her own Magic Mushrooms, Kiku currently has a self imposed -2 awareness >> Feels better as pain is numbed to a non-issue at this point, gets up realizing that Jun being a third year miiiight repeat the issue with Enma >> Kiku uses this opportunity to meet Khepri properly and offer to spar with her instead >> Kiku makes mushroom gloves and arm-guards this time, whilst taking up an improvised Southpaw Hitman style.  Waits for Khepri to make the first move >> Or anyone else to make the first move, Kiku's too high to immediately realize that she's boxing the wrong person.  Anyone looking at Kiku's eyes will be able to tell that she's under the influence of something (tagged)⏤ Lucille Arbogast ,junsuina ,enma ,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 ,Kikurage Shimeiji ,Farrin ,Mafdet Khepri ,

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Well, you couldn't win them all. The best Jun could do was try to mediate, but it wasn't her place to be in the middle of it all. It was up to those two to figure things out for themselves. While the Harambe joke went over her head, she just shrugged. The mushroom was definitely weird, and a little interesting. Before she could ask about it she watched Kiku down the whole thing, her eyes going wide. "Uh..." To make matters worse, the way her demeanor changed after was cause for concern. Some kind of drug, if I had to guess. That's concerning, since she seems able to do it at will... And to add to all this, she seemed worried that Jun might have the same issues Enma did. Or...something like that. Farrin was the only one in the class that could withstand Jun in any regard, by that logic. Pressing her lips together, she watched as Kiku began to wander off in search of Khepri. Normally Jun would brush it off, but this girl was no doubt high as a kite. Combining that with the fact that there was copious amounts of violence around them...maybe Jun should step in and do something about it. Jun didn't quite understand her state of mind, but she did move to cut Kiku off smiling bright and nodding. "Sure! That is something that I, Khepri, would be down to do!" She would have to apologize later to everyone involved. With the pain that Kiku was in it was probably better that Jun step in. Or Farrin, but he was busy with Enma. Taking a breath she squared up into Farrin's weird stance, doing a practice jab or two to get used to the new position. Feeling a little confident she stepped towards Kiku. She wasn't sure how well she'd be able to dodge, so Jun did two sensible things: the first, she telegraphed her attack, aiming it in such a way that at worst she'd graze the other student's head. The second was she pulled back on the speed; Jun prioritized speed over power as there was only so much strength she could build up. By doing this she at the very least gave Kiku a chance to process and react...at least, so she hoped. enma,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Ylva Riis,Lucille Arbogast,junsuina,Farrin,Kikurage Shimeiji,

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[enma]

Ylva did not make things better. As Farrin would take the time to help the anxious student ground himself through just pushing ahead, Ylva would be a second dissident to undermine the student teacher. Where Rahul helped him, she would attempt to guilt him further. He already apologized profusely, which was up to Kikurage to forgive, and had already felt bad. This was the place to feel bad, to let feelings consume. To ignore would be to ask for a poor eruption of emotion in the field.

While he wasn't socially skilled, Enma knew that at least. Looking at her with confused displeasure, he tightened the grips of his fists. "I am...not used to groups. I will do better." It felt like Ylva's criticisms were inconsiderate of the fact that they were in a place where pep talks were needed. This is where the hand holding started and ended, because there was no room for it in the real world.

As a second year who hardly spent time with others, this class had encouraged that isolationist approach further. Despite that, the words of those that would bring him out of his shell would help resist the reversal of progression he's had. So many might misunderstand him, but the mature thing to do would be to take critique on the chin and just do better. The process was solely up to him. Acceptance was futile as a conscious notion. It either happened or it didn't.

As Farrin helped him regulate his strength more, he would overhear Kikurage insult him and felt a twinge of pain. He really needed to give her space, but amends were necessary so that no animosity was held. Surely if he took the time to show her that he never meant to harm her and a dedication to not making that mistake again, she'd forgive him then. "Thank-you for helping me, Farrin-senpai."

It was only right for Farrin to return to the rest of the class. Feeling anxiety in his hands, he didn't feel right with continuing any longer. Looking at Ylva, he sighed and gave her a polite bow. "I...think taking my leave for the day is best. Would you do me the honors of sparring with me in the future?" Humble as he could be, Enma would feel like his body was being heavily segmented.

If he didn't leave now, he would begin dissociating. Hopefully Ylva's challenge wouldn't feel ignored.

Lucille Arbogast junsuina 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 Kikurage Shimeiji Mafdet Khepri Farrin

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Khepri smiled back happily at Enma's response. They'd been right after all, it really was him. He was just as nice as they remembered. Shame about the accident.  Waving goodbye to Lucille as well a bit later the catbug made their way back to the class. "Understood, O'rourke-sensei," Khepri replied with a salute before turning to the volunteer and waiting until they were done talking to Lucille to approach. Hearing Kikurage call their name from a bit further away Khepri blinked twice and turned to face her. That worked out just fine. Looking down at the end of their arms Khepri confirmed that they had two hands. They could spar with both Rahul and Kikurage. After all, the catbug had one entire lesson of experience and those two had zero so that was an infinite amount of experience more. That was how multiplication worked. Even by the end of this lesson Khepri would still have as much experience as both of them put together. It was only starting from the class after this one that they'd be outmatched in a two versus one. Another double blink followed at the redhead's introduction. Her name was Khepri as well? They'd thought her name was Masao! Nodding to themself they made sure to remember that for the next time they needed to commission more spoons. Wait, hold on, wasn't this person Yoko's senpai that had been talking to them while Masao was doing the costume contest? They hadn't been wrong then after all. Khepri couldn't help but wonder why Yoko had never told them she knew two people named Khepri, if they'd known there was another Khepri- Their eyes briefly glossed over before they blinked twice again, touched their helmet and were back to normal. There was sparring to be done! Without further ado they got to work. "Hi, I'm Khepri." The catbug greeted Rahul with a friendly smile on their face. "Are you alright?" Khepri asked, remembering some of the things Gottoh-sensei had taught them during their sessions. "Oh! Because you seem fragile." They made sure to kindly elaborate. People lashed out or got angry when they weren't feeling fine, they'd learned that during their therapy sessions. From their family they also knew though that some people just showed they cared that way so they made sure to ask before making assumptions. It was after all possible he only seemed that way after all. Giving Rahul time to answer they'd wait for his reply before their ears and tail stood straight up as they remembered something they were forgetting. Well, they weren't forgetting it anymore, they'd just remembered it after all, but they had been forgetting it before. "Oh, one second." Walking over to Enma the catbug briefly wondered if they were about to do the same thing that Rahul and Ylva got chided for before putting that thought aside. Nah, they didn't think what they were going to do was the same. Rahul had probably gotten scolded for trying to instruct Kiku in Farrin's style mid-instruction -something Khepri themself had only caught by looking back into their memories since they'd missed it in the moment-, trying to tell Farrin what to do and then doing it before he got the chance. Ylva was likely rebuked for trying to hijack the lesson and switch partners after Farrin had said who'd be matched. Or maybe they were stopped since they were trying to help instead of leaving leaving people to fend for themselves? Nah, that'd be silly. With the self-assured confidence of someone that had just convinced themself of an absolute truth Khepri marched on. Huh, that was a lot of thoughts one after the other without getting interrupted. Why was- Ah! Their thinking cap was on the wrong dial. Taking their vulture crown off they either handed it to Enma or put it directly on his head, whichever he'd allow. "This helps me when thinking gets in the way of acting," Khepri explained with a bright smile before turning back around and leaving with a skip in their step and a swish of their tail. "Sorry for the delay!" Khepri greeted Rahul again happily before settling into a stance about two arm's lengths away from him. Taking into account what they'd learned from Oberon before they put their right hand up and forward, kept their dominant left hand close to their forward facing torso and made sure to position their feet as correctly as possible. "Ready!" WORDS 760 TAGS Lucille Arbogast,junsuina,enma,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kikurage Shimeiji,Farrin NOTES ---

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er more than welcome, lad," Farrin responded to Enma, then looked the rest of the class over. A few jabs were thrown a little too lightly, perhaps courtesy of the earlier incident, but the more confident students were already cranking up the intensity. "Oi, Fuyutake, yuh dun' need ta block e'ery blow, tryin' bein a little more mobile! Stance makes it easier ta' sway outta direct shots when yer used ta' it!" He shouted to another of the student pairs. 

Farrin didn't turn his full attention back to Enma, eyeing the class over now, but he lowered his tone so only those closer students, including Enma, would hear him. "I won't twist yer' arm ta stay. If yuh' think it's genuinely fer the best ta' head back now, yer' an adult, by all means, do so, but if yuh' no mind my sayin, pushin through things here n' now might save yuh' from some headaches later. Up ta' you though. Nobody knows you better than you."

Farrin didn't have to live a day in Enma's skin, so who was he to say if this was avoidant behavior or if the lad truly needed to recoup? He wouldn't frown on the decision either way. However, facing problems sooner rather than later spared anxiety less time to feed those issues and make them appear larger. If it was a case of the former, conflict avoidance, then crush it all now and be done with it.

Khepri was on approach, but with the class dialed into their training now, there was less interruption. No scene added to the earlier film, so Farrin continued looking the class over. That's when he recognized Kikurage as they pulled a one-eighty in their demeanor and took an entirely different stance. 

"Oi! Things okay over there?" He shouted, "yuh sure yer good ta' go already? Forms, ehhhh, a little off!" Jun had plenty of combat experience. She wouldn't overdo it and would likely recognize if additional attention was required. If Kiku's condition became any more obvious, though, there was a fair chance Farrin would step in. 

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"I'll be fine." They weren't wrong. I was. It's why I did everything in my power to change who I was to become the person that I needed to be. The person that needed to exist. I find myself in proper form, easily dissecting their position — it's not a fault of their own. My form is equally exploitable. It's the point of the exercise.

Ring, ring, ring.

It's on do not disturb. It'll only ring in the case of an emergency. There's nothing I'd want more than to think it someone elses but I can feel the vibration in my pants pocket. Fragile. Everything inside of me is breaking as I think of the worst that could happen. It's always like this. But I never let it show on my face.

"Sorry, I need to take this." I kindly bow out. "It's important."

I glance to Enma, then Farrin, and finally Arbogast. I'll make sure to meet them later.

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[Kikurage Shimeiji]

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Ylva began to stretch and warmup for her bout. She preferred fighting at a mid to far range, but he aimed to address her weaknesses by getting better at close combat. Admittedly, there was no way to rectify her lack of speed, but an accurate, powerful strike would have been just as effective if someone had tried to take advantage of her weakness.[break][break]

From what she understood, Enma was comfortable fighting in close combat, making him a useful training partner regardless of the outcome. However as she was finally warmed up he opted to leave. She would stare for a moment blankly at his request, he talked too formally for her tastes, it reminded her of Masao. "If we ended up sharing the same class, sure." She wasn't one to seek someone out but this just meant she'd need a new opponent.[break][break]



Snoring? Was Kiku asleep? Ylva's eyes narrowed, and she approached the group, giving Kiku a firm pat on the shoulder to test and she was indeed out. "Alright. Infirmary time." Clearly, Kiku overdid it, and if she wasn't going to watch her own health, someone had to before she got killed. "With my partner gone, I'm out. Thanks." She'd nod to Farrin and bow to Lucille before dragging her taller friend along. [break][break]

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for Lucille Arbogast,junsuina,enma,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kikurage Shimeiji,Farrin,Mafdet Khepri,

I'm out, ty all!

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