[HUB ISLAND | NEWBIE TRAINING]

[spellbindmods]

Who: New coven members, Brie and assigned teachers (old blood can join too!)
Where: The coven base camp
When: Day 98
Open/Closed: Open to Alllllllllmost everyone, essentially top levels are newbies and teachers, but oldbies can tag around!
OOC: To be clear, top levels should only be new characters accepted in October and those who signed up for teacher slots. Old players ARE ENCOURAGED TO TAG AROUND IF THEY WISH, and of course other new characters can mingle with their newbie brethren. If your character is a teacher please indicate that in your top level to differentiate.

Danger may not be imminent -- but that doesn't mean things will always be so peaceful. Being new and gifted with magic, the time has come to try and create a force to be reckoned with. While Genette is more focused on interpersonal unity (and not her poor planning skills), Brie wants to worry about other, more important things. The explosions and power missteps grow older and older with each new batch of coven members, so let's nip that in the bud ASAP, shall we? All the newbies have been gathered together in the base camp clearing with very explicit instructions -- hopefully this isn't such a daunting task that she needs to resort to tying people together, like some bougie servants running around. There is a bit of a problem of personalizing activities -- A.K.A. she's not doing that again. It was a mess last time, and hard to keep up with who all was succeeding and falling flat on their face. Instead, there are three distinct stations that are being utilized in order to try and grab every type and subset of power. A ▢ For offensive type characters, wild boars have been enclosed in a large pen. Also within this pen are large pillowcases, filled with sand and tied at the end. It's as good a dummy as any, okay? Brie has instructed those with magic more in line with direct fighting to kill a boar -- or if they want to work up to that type of offensive magic, they can instead try to explode those sacks of sand. B ▢ Healing is a bit trickier -- some may get lucky and find someone who is unintentionally injured or who is harboring an old wound that Genette hasn't sniffed out. In the case of needing to focus on healing, Brie has a small knife at her disposal. Any volunteers are going to be sliced against their palm. Genette is on standby to heal this wound if a newbie can't pull it off, but don't worry. Even in the worst case scenario, this wound won't last long. C ▢ Other magic powers may work better with items involved -- dismantling, levitation, the like. So there's a big bin of items in the middle of another roped off clearing. From salt and pepper shakers to MP3 players, your character can find some sort of junk in this bag. Whatever your character wants to do with these items and their magic, they're there to use. D ▢ Another roped off area is for more abstract magic. Other volunteers can come and help with whatever these magics might be -- emotional reading, creating plants. Those hard-to-define magic types can practice here with as much help as they can find. E ▢ Some older coven members have garnered Brie's seal of approval. If they know anything about fighting or magical training, they've been welcomed to create their own space and get newbies to learn whatever skills they have to offer. F ▢ Finally, magic isn't the only training going on here. There's one final area that's roped off and filled with swords, stuck about a foot in the ground -- thanks Brie. Characters who are good with swords can of course show off their skills, but it's also a good idea that inexperienced characters learn how to wield one of these weapons.

Comments

[potentite]

Yes, of course. I, um, live in a hut down this way. It's not too long of a walk.

[He grabs his other pistol and pockets them both in his hoodie for now as he leads her.]

What sort of guns are you most comfortable with? My grandma was a crackshot with anything but rifles were her aces. I'm best with smaller guns myself but I trained in everything I could get my mitts on.

[antemeridian]

[ she hums a little, thinking on it as she follows him. ]

I can handle both handguns and assault rifles with roughly equal proficiency. I have used a few other varieties in the past, such as shotguns... but I believe either of the former would be best, in this situation.

Were you taught by your grandmother, then? [ he'd mentioned living alone, before, so was this before...? ]

[potentite]

You bet your sweet bippy I was! She was just about the best marksman in the whole world. [The past tense doesn't falter, so she can probably take a guess.] Probably the whole universe. She taught me everything, like to never leave the house without my guns and my computers. At least five of each to be on the safe side.

[A beat.]

Though, I've had to cut down here. Rather improper to hoard resources among us.

[antemeridian]

[ that mention of hoarding prompts another thoughtful look from her, though all it really amounts to is a brief glance to the side. ]

We might have had more to spare if I had been able to keep my own stock. There is a relative shortage of equipment here compared to how many we are, isn't there?

[ ... no. no, the spellbind hub world doesn't need that many rpgs or anti-tank weapons floating around. to say nothing of the explosives.

she does dip her head briefly in sympathy regarding the continued usage of past tense, but given that he doesn't seem to be making much of a fuss about it neither will she. ]

Your grandmother seems like she was a very ... sensible woman.

[potentite]

My own stock was, um, destroyed not long before I arrived here myself. But I still had a few on me.

[Alas all those weapons. But he smiles a little.]

Yes, she could be a mite scatterbrained but she was always prepared. Um, so, who taught you your way around firearms?

[antemeridian]

No one did. ... Well, I taught myself, mostly, out of necessity. [ hm. how to abbreviate the explanation of magical girls when he clearly also already has experience with odd happenings in his past...?

she waves her left hand, demonstrating the ring on her pointer finger with runic script written on it briefly before letting it fall back to her side again. ]

I had magic before I came here. However, due to the circumstances in which I received it, it was... I was only capable of defensive magic, at first. While others could summon swords, and spears, and muskets, and bows, all I had was a shield. It had utility, but was useless on its own.

So I compensated. [ flat deadpan; a dip of the head. ] I remembered enough of the basics, I thought, from when one of my magical girl seniors was mentoring a friend in how to aim and shoot. There's enough of the same fundamentals underlying both archery and... this.

[potentite]

Wow, so... you're like me, too. [He realises a beat later that it probably doesn't make sense to her.] I started out pretty weak without much going for you, so you had to use your wits and pull together, right?

[antemeridian]

... That's about what it amounted to, yes. And on top of my poor physical condition at that. [ she's already mentioned being hospitalized. that much information is fine. ] I contributed little at best, and was a liability at worst. I couldn't allow myself to stay that way.