USER: #A5211F - Defense Force

[swordfucker]

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Any of you who were able to go to the town meeting organized by Mitsuru will know that we discussed a designated defense force for the town. For those of you who weren't, or for anyone who wants a recap, I'll go over this as briefly as I can.

We know the forest is full of creatures not everyone understands, and that those dangers— or something similar— can leak into the town and cause trouble here, too. Those shadows were a perfect example, just like the speaking furniture. We're not always safe, and while there isn't always a threat that we can deal with physically to overcome it, having a defense force would make a lot of people more comfortable. Having people that are physically capable with someone at the top to organize them would be helpful to everyone, I think, especially those who aren't so combat ready.

So, I'm stepping up as leader. I didn't hear any opposition to that at the meeting itself, but if you want to know more about me, you can ask me whatever you want. Here's what I'm going to ask of all of you.

If you're interested in helping and capable in combat, no matter what methods you may use, then I'm asking you to sign up here. I'll keep a list of everyone, including their abilities and strengths/weaknesses, and organize this in a way that's most efficient. In order to do that, I also need suggestions.

Izuku mentioned patrols near the forest. That's one idea, and I want to hear any others that are out there, but here's the basic rundown:

I'll organize people by their strengths and put them in charge of certain activities or areas. How I do this depends on the number of people that sign up. If enough people sign up, I might assign ranks just enough for people to be able to report to someone even if I'm unable to be contacted or out of reach somehow. Once everyone who has wanted to has signed up, we'll schedule meetings and discuss what to do in case of an emergency, or other situations. Basic things like that are what I'm looking into, and most of it will come after I've heard from all of you, but let me know if you have any questions on any of it.

Before I end this, I have another quick question. What do you think our biggest weakness has been in all of this? What has caused the most harm, and if there was a drug that could aid you in this place, what would it be? A first aid or pain reducer? Strength enhancers? Magic resistance?

That's all. I'll answer any questions at any time as soon as I can.

- Guren Ichinose

(ooc: Gosh this got so long, but okay!! Like discussed at the town hall meeting, here's defense force sign ups and discussion!! This is just another great opportunity for CR and branching out thanks to IC discussion from characters (and thanks, Mitsuru, for bringing it up!), so feel free to suggest any and all things! Also, if your character wants to sign up but you don't want to tag this, just let me know oocly! You can hit me up oocly, too, if you have any questions or concerns with anything. PM me, or my plurk is zeloser!

edit: just a minor edit, but sorry I'm slow! I meant to boomerang after work but I'll have to wake for my weekend mid/late saturday and on. I'll also throw up an ooc post/discussion thing for this at some point!)

Comments

[dualtone]

Wouldn't you have just assigned us to help if I didn't volunteer?

I've been rationing out what I have, but there's a finite amount.

[swordfucker]

Hahaha. Not this time.

Maybe some more quests will appear and you can get it as a reward. Get out there.

[dualtone]

That sounds like a lot of effort for a possibility.

[swordfucker]

Lazy.

[dualtone]

I just volunteered for your patrol squad. I don't have to help.

[swordfucker]

Yeah, yeah, I guess sometimes you aren't as lazy as usual.

[dualtone]

I work smart, not hard.

Misaki works hard, not smart. Take your pick.

[swordfucker]

I guess I'll take the set, then.

[dualtone]

Don't make it sound like we're a couple.

[swordfucker]

You mean you aren't?

[Only Guren can have sleepovers and claim no homo]

[dualtone]

We're not.

[swordfucker]

Yet.

[dualtone]

There's no "yet" about it!

[swordfucker]

Hahaha.

[dualtone]

Did you just phonetically type out the sound of your laughter? I didn't know you were 80 years old.

[swordfucker]

Go ahead and keep typing to me from two rooms over. Maybe I'll forget about your boyfriend.

[dualtone]

If you think we're dating just because we work well together, maybe you should go public with your relationship with Dextera.

[ sorry dex he's throwing you under the bus ]

[swordfucker]

[turn on your location Fushimi he just wants to talk

Just kidding, he knows his location, so he's already down the hall and kicking open Yata's door. He will not respond to this thread and fuel this fire!!! Instead, comical fighting will do.]

You think you're funny? Let's see you joke to my face, lover boy.

[dualtone]

[ Fushimi very calmly clicks his laptop closed and turns the world's most unimpressed (he's been practicing!) look at Guren. ]

Am I meant to be scared of you? You're like, eighty, right?

[ And then, with fake innocence that Fushimi can absolutely not sell in the slightest: ]

Is that robbing the cradle?

[swordfucker]

Ahaha. The one in puppy love is barking at me. You're just giving me an excuse to let out some pent up rage, you know that?

[He draws his sword, because he knows Fushimi can take it, and the tension rises as Mahiru's energy seeps out from the blade. Oh boy.]

[dualtone]

If you're that angry, doesn't that just mean it's true?

[ Hey, you know what Fushimi hasn't gotten to use in awhile? His sword. He flips it up from where he's been keeping it shoved safely half-underneath Yata's mattress, and clicks to pull it out of the sheath. ]

Fushimi, emergency release. [ It doesn't sound like he's talking to Guren when he says it, just like it's almost part of a ritual. Either way, he's got a sword and that faint blue aura around it. ]

[swordfucker]

Think whatever you want. I don't care.

[He says, caring so much he's fighting with a sword. But it's fine! Now, he's pumped up, and he's ready to go! So, he goes straight for Fushimi, swinging his sword. It's not like he's borrowing as much of Mahiru's strength as possible, or anything. Just enough to make Fushimi put in a lot in return.]

[dualtone]

You say that, but -- [ Fighting with the sword is a little less natural on Fushimi, to the trained eye; he hasn't been doing it as much as he has with his knives, and it shows, just a little, if someone is looking.

Fushimi couldn't hold his own against Guren if Guren was using his full strength, and he knows that, but this kind of a fight isn't really about winning beyond the shadow of a doubt, is it? It's just about the fight, so Fushimi is swinging back, the clang of metal loud enough that it's good no one else is home.

Fushimi's fight style makes it a little obvious that he used to be in a street gang, however much he tries to hide the fact; his movements aren't the practiced, careful movements of a professional swordsman, and he uses his sword in one hand while keeping his other free to throw knives --

usually, but he isn't throwing them right now, since he doesn't want to wind up breaking any of the remaining furniture in the house. ]

Aren't you just defending his honor?

[swordfucker]

[It's just a fun fight, without too much aggression, but letting out plenty of stress. Guren still doesn't want to just let him slide, so that comment gets a laugh, and then he's pushing forward a little more, using the rustiness of Fushimi's technique to press forward between swipes and knee him in the gut.

Friendly roughhousing with Guren is still a little rougher than it should be.

That's his only answer to that, anyway.]

[dualtone]

[ The pain is almost refreshing. It isn't a mortal wound and isn't dangerous, just a flash of negative sensation that spurs Fushimi into a little better movement, a little faster, a little stronger.

He goes down, parrying the sword and reaching out to swipe his hand out, knife safely in palm, towards Guren's leg. He doesn't intend to hit, but pretends that he does in an attempt to get Guren to dodge it, and then throw the dagger to embed back in the baseboards of the horrible wallpaper in the room, red power flaring up like a net to throw Guren off balance.

This is fun; he needs to do this more often. ]