fandomhigh | Building a Better Fighter [Week 2, Period 5]; Thursday 05/24

As Kenpachi walked into the Danger Shop, assuming all the students were already present with impeccable punctuality, he was moving a little stiffly, the bells at the tips of his spiky hair tingling significantly more than usual, and each little resounding one making him wince slightly. Yes, if you mention anything about him moving like his body had taken a sound beating, he will give you detention. And possibly sic Yachiru, who still clung to his shoulder despite the deep wounds there because he liked how her aggravating them reminded him of them, on you.

The Shop itself was structured to appear like ~~a level in a first person shooter~~ a metallic chamber, with a series of raised platforms, stairs, columns, and corridors to other smaller chambers.

"Listen up!" he barked to get their attentions, jerkily moving back and forth in front of them as he spoke, hands on his hips. Yachiru made silly faces at them all while he lectured, just to see who would break and get yelled at by him.

"Anyone," he started, "can be inspired to kill a 'scary' monsters." His eyes scanned the room for the one student who, in fact, failed at this task last week; not seeing her, he grunted, smirking. Like the witch had told him, best the fighting be left to fighters. "Well, most people, anyway. I will admit, I was impressed by your performances last week. Needless to say," he send one of his sneering grins over the class, "my expectations were low, anyway."

"Self-preservation against something larger than you, trying to eat you, invulnerable to most attacks, comes natural. A kitten, cornered by jackals, will lash out against them even if she realizes she doesn't stand a chance. Yes, many of you exhibited some level of skill; the majority of you depended on sheer dumb luck."

"Never forget, though, that sheer dumb luck will most likely be your best friend in a fight. But she's a bastard, and will just as soon desert you in favour of your enemy without warning. You can't rely on her..."

Yachiru tapped Kenpachi on the shoulder. He grunted as he turned toward her. "Keep on topic, Ken-chan!" she whispered in his ear, though loud enough that everyone could probably still hear it.

"Right. Anyway. Good job on the Hollows. But can you do the same on more familiar enemies? Can you fight...your own peers?"

"Your assignment today is to participate in a battle royale, against each other. The winner...will gain respect and the knowledge that, congratulations, for the moment, you are the strongest, the luckiest, aren't you special? The losers...have the chance to improve and the benefit of lower expectations for future classes to...impress me." Another sneering smile. "Those who refuse to participate will be asked to leave the classroom in disgrace with a direct ticket to detention."

"No weapons, either. I couldn't...quite get the Danger Shop to do what I wanted in that respect. Yachiru here will be on the battlefield and will determine when you have been defeated and may leave the competition. She will also be of assistance should any of you find yourselves in a relative stalemate. I will carefully be observing you all, so if you have any desire for admonitions when you finished, I suppose I will humour you."

He paused, looking over them all. "Well?" He turned his back to find his observation spot and waved a hand at them. Yachiru hopped to her feet, bouncing. "Go."

[[ ~~Wait for the OCD, please~~. Big Fat OCD is up! More explanation on how the battle royale will work inside! Oooh, exciting! A winner has been randomly selected prior to class and has been contacted with special instructions. ]]

[[ ...sorry for Ken being really talky today. 0.o ]]

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"Oh, I'm so gonna regret this," Dawn said, already wincing as she faced off against Vi.

Vi's eyes got wide even as she felt her body shift into fight mode. "Are you sure you want to try this?" she asked.

"No?" Not that Dawn was backing down.

"It's totally just for class," Vi said, stepping the teensiest bit to the right for a better angle of attack. "I'll hold back. And you can have first blow."

That made it fair. er.

Dawn was gonna get every inch of her butt kicked, she just knew it. "Just for class. Uh huh." She kept her arms up to block and kicked out with her right foot, aiming for Vi's knee cap.

Vi easily dodged the blow, and brought her arms around to shove at Dawn's shoulders.

She meant it to be gentle, but Slayer gentle was a little ... different.

Dawn stumbled back a few steps, and punched out with her right hand once she'd regained her balance.

The blow struck Vi's stomach, but she barely felt it, absorbing the pain as she danced backwards.

She breathed in, focused, and aimed a roundhouse kick at Dawn's knees.

Dawn tried to get out of the way, but Vi had that slayer speed going for her, and the kick took out her right knee, sending her down to the ground with an "ooof."

She looked up from her spot on the ground, set her chin, and got to her feet, testing her weight carefully. Dawn gritted her teeth and kicked out with her right leg, trying to sweep Vi's ankles, since she wasn't sure it would bear her weight to kick out with her left.

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