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Teamwork Training and Combat Skills; Thursday, Second Period [09/05].
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sword_chocobroClass was, probably unsurprisingly, being held in the Danger Shop, where it was likely to be held every week, unless the students were informed otherwise. The setting, however, didn't seem that particularly thrilling or exciting: a good, open space for training, with plenty of mats on the floor, weapons on racks off to the side, and several cactuar-shaped training dummies, one of which one of your instructors was leaning on companionably.
(Prompto. It was definitely Prompto, who grinned at everyone and flicked a wave in the air, but it was Gladio who was going to be doing most of the talking).
"Hey, everyone," he said, starting with a firm nod and his arms folded in front of him as he looked over the familiar faces not unlike a general observing a lineup of new recruits, "and welcome to our Teamwork and Training class. Now, we all already know each other, some," he may have broken with a faint smirk and a nod toward one student in particular just then, but never mind, "more than others, but that's a good base to start with. Because knowing your teammates is easily the first step toward success in working with them, be it on the battlefield or anything else life might throw at you. As you all know by now, our background is in combat: the three of us trained together as Crownsguard back in the day, with the intent to be Kingsglaive, the elite force that protected the king of our nation. Some pretty gnarly shit happened, that whole society crumbled, but we continued fighting together when we could as Daemon Hunters for about ten years, until everything came to a head again, and we came together to fight gods and immortal assholes again to save the world as we knew it. You know." He smirked again. "No big deal.
"And now," he continued, "we wanna bring some of what we've learned through all our time together to you guys to help you out in your own battles. You know how it goes. And, today, while we all know each other, so proper introductions like we don't is just gonna be a pedantic waste of time," did he glance a little over toward Ignis just then? Maaaaybeeee, "it's still good to refresh ourselves on where we're coming from going in, so we're all on the same page moving forward. We're going to focus on a couple of things today: our strengths, our weaknesses, what we bring to the table, and what we need to work on. After we kind of get a base going, we're going to throw some scenarios at you guys to work through to figure out who in this team is better suited for what. Not everyone's going to get to be the hero of every story, sometimes you might have to carry a little more weight than the others, sometimes you get stuck in the sidelines for most of it, and that's okay, because being a part of an effective team is not only about knowing what the best course of action is, it's also being able to accept that sometimes? You ain't it.
"Just to sort of interject," Ignis said, "with an example: between the three of us, Gladio is, as one might assume, what one might consider a bit of a tank...when he fights, he fights heavy and hard. I tend to be the tactician; I like to analyze a situation before rushing into it, and once I do make a decision, I move in with swift precision. Prompto, meanwhile, in addition to having a proclivity toward technology, is also our ranged fighter. He works best from a distance, cutting through the fray with well-targeted shots. But not all situations call for rushing in, and sometimes, taking time to make a decision can cost you, and what happens when the shots go awry or the enemy moves in? We all have strengths and weaknesses that can be utilized in different ways for different situations, and that is what we intend to explore today.
"And if there's some time after all that," Gladio added, "I personally would like to spend some time with the practice dummy here to see those of you who are combat trained to see which weapons you like and what your style generally is."
"So with that," Prompto chimed in with a grin, "let's get started, yeah?"
(Prompto. It was definitely Prompto, who grinned at everyone and flicked a wave in the air, but it was Gladio who was going to be doing most of the talking).
"Hey, everyone," he said, starting with a firm nod and his arms folded in front of him as he looked over the familiar faces not unlike a general observing a lineup of new recruits, "and welcome to our Teamwork and Training class. Now, we all already know each other, some," he may have broken with a faint smirk and a nod toward one student in particular just then, but never mind, "more than others, but that's a good base to start with. Because knowing your teammates is easily the first step toward success in working with them, be it on the battlefield or anything else life might throw at you. As you all know by now, our background is in combat: the three of us trained together as Crownsguard back in the day, with the intent to be Kingsglaive, the elite force that protected the king of our nation. Some pretty gnarly shit happened, that whole society crumbled, but we continued fighting together when we could as Daemon Hunters for about ten years, until everything came to a head again, and we came together to fight gods and immortal assholes again to save the world as we knew it. You know." He smirked again. "No big deal.
"And now," he continued, "we wanna bring some of what we've learned through all our time together to you guys to help you out in your own battles. You know how it goes. And, today, while we all know each other, so proper introductions like we don't is just gonna be a pedantic waste of time," did he glance a little over toward Ignis just then? Maaaaybeeee, "it's still good to refresh ourselves on where we're coming from going in, so we're all on the same page moving forward. We're going to focus on a couple of things today: our strengths, our weaknesses, what we bring to the table, and what we need to work on. After we kind of get a base going, we're going to throw some scenarios at you guys to work through to figure out who in this team is better suited for what. Not everyone's going to get to be the hero of every story, sometimes you might have to carry a little more weight than the others, sometimes you get stuck in the sidelines for most of it, and that's okay, because being a part of an effective team is not only about knowing what the best course of action is, it's also being able to accept that sometimes? You ain't it.
"Just to sort of interject," Ignis said, "with an example: between the three of us, Gladio is, as one might assume, what one might consider a bit of a tank...when he fights, he fights heavy and hard. I tend to be the tactician; I like to analyze a situation before rushing into it, and once I do make a decision, I move in with swift precision. Prompto, meanwhile, in addition to having a proclivity toward technology, is also our ranged fighter. He works best from a distance, cutting through the fray with well-targeted shots. But not all situations call for rushing in, and sometimes, taking time to make a decision can cost you, and what happens when the shots go awry or the enemy moves in? We all have strengths and weaknesses that can be utilized in different ways for different situations, and that is what we intend to explore today.
"And if there's some time after all that," Gladio added, "I personally would like to spend some time with the practice dummy here to see those of you who are combat trained to see which weapons you like and what your style generally is."
"So with that," Prompto chimed in with a grin, "let's get started, yeah?"