Captain Shunsui Kyōraku (
sake_shinigami) wrote in
fandomhigh2021-07-13 09:56 am
The Art of Battle Games - Tuesday, Third Period [07/13].
Interestingly enough, as far as the narrative was aware at the time of writing this, none of Shunsui's students that semester had actually been holed. Which was unfortunate for him, because that not only meant that Skywalker's email made it harder for him to just wave off his responsibility, but also it meant that he had to figure out technology, which was just....not exactly his strong suit.
People communicated with butterflies where he was from, so...
But, eventually, he figured he'd gotten it (disappointingly, because he was just about to throw in the towel and just brush the whole thing off again this week), narrowing his eyes into the camera at an extremely close angle. "Is that...it?" he was murmuring to himself, adjusting things in a way that send the visuals in a tailspin and leaving his angle somehow worse than it was before. "Is that...ya-ttaaaaa~, I think I got it...
"Hello?" Shunsui, no, tapping the camera is not going to do anything. "Is this on? Is it working? Is this....ah! There we are ♥!" Seemingly pleased enough to stick with whatever was being broadcast at that point, Shunsui's disposition shifted into his usual beamingly sleepy smile. "Konnichiwa, everyone~ ♥! Assuming this actually worked and I'm not just talking to myself, welcome to the Art of Battle Games~ ♥. Alas, despite it not being terribly safe to meet together in person, apparently it's still necessary to try to hold class, although it'll be a little difficult to teach a battle class when we can't actually battle ♥!"
How truly, truly disappointing~~!
"But, in the meantime, I suppose I can tell you a little bit about the class, since the course description may have been a little....odd." Was there something withering in his voice just then? A little disparaging? Yes, yes there absolutely was. "You see, as a shinigami, I have been trained in a very special style of fighting that involves a sword...or in my case, two swords...called a Zanpakutō..."
Here, he stepped back enough so that he could draw his two swords, one katana, one slightly smaller wakizashi, and show them off a little.
"Beauties, aren't they ♥?" he gushed with a moment of genuine adoration towards them before sheathing them again. "And they are, inextricably, tied directly to a Shinigami's soul. They are also developed through intense training and meditation, and will, eventually, gain special abilities, called shikai and bankai, that increase a Shinigami's attack power immensely. It just so happens that my Zanpakutō's shikai is based on the idea of making children's games real...and deadly."
Did it sound complicated? Confusing? Well, don't worry. It was.
"Now," Shunsui huffed slightly, "I am a dedicated pascifist; I would much rather make love, not war ♥. But," somehow one of his swords had managed to submit this for a class, "here we are anyway, with a class about fighting nonetheless." And it would require so, so much drinking from him. "A class specifically about how to turn the concept of a game into an effective battle strategy. Something that probably sounds absurd," because it was, "but you may see what I mean once we are able to meet together in person. Until then...."
He was still somehow expected to teach a class. But he'd talked enough. It was time to turn it toward whoever was able to make it to this ridiculous virtual learning class....thing.
This disparaging tone in his voice for having to teach about fighting melted away into a warmth that radiated in his lazy smile. "Let's get to know each other a little better, neh ♥? We skipped last week, so this week we can do introductions. Let me know who you are, what kind of fighting experience you may have, what you hope to get out of a fighting class, and anything else you might like to share ♥. Any volunteers to go first ♥?"
And whoever did contribute, he hoped they constributed in a very verbose, lengthly, and detailed way, because he had gotten the art of napping while making it look like he was paying attention to what other people were saying down pat.
People communicated with butterflies where he was from, so...
But, eventually, he figured he'd gotten it (disappointingly, because he was just about to throw in the towel and just brush the whole thing off again this week), narrowing his eyes into the camera at an extremely close angle. "Is that...it?" he was murmuring to himself, adjusting things in a way that send the visuals in a tailspin and leaving his angle somehow worse than it was before. "Is that...ya-ttaaaaa~, I think I got it...
"Hello?" Shunsui, no, tapping the camera is not going to do anything. "Is this on? Is it working? Is this....ah! There we are ♥!" Seemingly pleased enough to stick with whatever was being broadcast at that point, Shunsui's disposition shifted into his usual beamingly sleepy smile. "Konnichiwa, everyone~ ♥! Assuming this actually worked and I'm not just talking to myself, welcome to the Art of Battle Games~ ♥. Alas, despite it not being terribly safe to meet together in person, apparently it's still necessary to try to hold class, although it'll be a little difficult to teach a battle class when we can't actually battle ♥!"
How truly, truly disappointing~~!
"But, in the meantime, I suppose I can tell you a little bit about the class, since the course description may have been a little....odd." Was there something withering in his voice just then? A little disparaging? Yes, yes there absolutely was. "You see, as a shinigami, I have been trained in a very special style of fighting that involves a sword...or in my case, two swords...called a Zanpakutō..."
Here, he stepped back enough so that he could draw his two swords, one katana, one slightly smaller wakizashi, and show them off a little.
"Beauties, aren't they ♥?" he gushed with a moment of genuine adoration towards them before sheathing them again. "And they are, inextricably, tied directly to a Shinigami's soul. They are also developed through intense training and meditation, and will, eventually, gain special abilities, called shikai and bankai, that increase a Shinigami's attack power immensely. It just so happens that my Zanpakutō's shikai is based on the idea of making children's games real...and deadly."
Did it sound complicated? Confusing? Well, don't worry. It was.
"Now," Shunsui huffed slightly, "I am a dedicated pascifist; I would much rather make love, not war ♥. But," somehow one of his swords had managed to submit this for a class, "here we are anyway, with a class about fighting nonetheless." And it would require so, so much drinking from him. "A class specifically about how to turn the concept of a game into an effective battle strategy. Something that probably sounds absurd," because it was, "but you may see what I mean once we are able to meet together in person. Until then...."
He was still somehow expected to teach a class. But he'd talked enough. It was time to turn it toward whoever was able to make it to this ridiculous virtual learning class....thing.
This disparaging tone in his voice for having to teach about fighting melted away into a warmth that radiated in his lazy smile. "Let's get to know each other a little better, neh ♥? We skipped last week, so this week we can do introductions. Let me know who you are, what kind of fighting experience you may have, what you hope to get out of a fighting class, and anything else you might like to share ♥. Any volunteers to go first ♥?"
And whoever did contribute, he hoped they constributed in a very verbose, lengthly, and detailed way, because he had gotten the art of napping while making it look like he was paying attention to what other people were saying down pat.

Sign In - AoBG, 07/13.
Re: Sign In - AoBG, 07/13.
Listen to the Lecture - AoBG, 07/13.
Oh, anime.
Introductions - AoBG, 07/13.
Shunsui really doesn't care that much, he's just hoping they can manage to fill up the time so he can go back to drinking and sleeping, thaaaanks.
Talk to Shunsui - AoBG, 07/13.
OOC - AoBG, 07/13.