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Teamwork Training and Combat Skills; Thursday, Second Period [09/19].
"Last week," Prompto, of course, was bouncing a little with the excitement of being the one to head class this time around, especially considering how much more erudite and imposing his fellow chocoteachers were, "we sort of got a feel for what part of a team we might best fit into and divided a little, and so it would just stand to reason that this week is all about conquering!"
"Which means," Ignis offered, "putting some of those skills and traits we discussed and worked on in last week's session to good use in actual combat."
"Well," Gladio amended with a snort, "as actual as it's going ot get in a sim. But yeah, this week, we wanna focus on the actual fighting, and this class is going to be a lot less of us teaching you guys much as just sort of overseeing a scenario where you guys can put some of the things we talked about into actual use with a battle, see how you bounce off of each other, and maybe discover if what you thought were your strengths in a certain area really are. That means you try and stick to the group you chose last week as best you can, and, if it's working out for you, great, lean into it, and if not? Time for a reevaluation and to consider a different approach."
"It took us a while to think about what kind of enemy we wanted you guys to fight," Prompto said, "and we knew we wanted to step away from the usual Bust-A-Base scenario we usually throw our classes into, but we've ultimately decided on one of these guys..."
Prompto gestured to a empty space to their side, where the ground suddenly seemed to begin to roil and shimmer with a strange dark energy, shot with purple energy and smoke, and what crawled up from within the dark portal with a great big grumbling groan was a massive daemon, practically as big as a house, all muscle and giant arms, which were clearly needed to heft his ridiculously enormous blade that put even Gladio's usual greatsword to shame. And as it pulled itself up to its great height and pulled back to let out a fearsome roar, a sort of surreal giggling sound accompanied it, as several bright flaming Bombs of varying colors seemed to spring up from their own smaller portals around him, grinning at the group with big sharp teeth and black, black eyes.
"These," Ignis explained, "are an Iron Giant and a variety of different elemental Bombs, common daemonic enemies from our daemon hunting days. We could, to borrow a phrase, practically fight these particular enemies with our eyes closed."
And, yes, there was a smirk there, but he continued. "However, I suspect they are quite new to you all, even if you have fought something similar. So we'd like you to take a few minutes to prepare yourself with weapons or other details before deciding, as a team, how best to meet this enemy, and then, of course, attempt to take them down."
"But don't worry," said Gladio, grinning, and throwing in a wink as he gave his own sword a bit of a twirl to his side before settling it comfortably across his broad shoulders, "we'll jump in if we start to feel like you guys could really need the help. You're not gonna, though...." He quirked a challenging eyebrow. "....right?"
"Which means," Ignis offered, "putting some of those skills and traits we discussed and worked on in last week's session to good use in actual combat."
"Well," Gladio amended with a snort, "as actual as it's going ot get in a sim. But yeah, this week, we wanna focus on the actual fighting, and this class is going to be a lot less of us teaching you guys much as just sort of overseeing a scenario where you guys can put some of the things we talked about into actual use with a battle, see how you bounce off of each other, and maybe discover if what you thought were your strengths in a certain area really are. That means you try and stick to the group you chose last week as best you can, and, if it's working out for you, great, lean into it, and if not? Time for a reevaluation and to consider a different approach."
"It took us a while to think about what kind of enemy we wanted you guys to fight," Prompto said, "and we knew we wanted to step away from the usual Bust-A-Base scenario we usually throw our classes into, but we've ultimately decided on one of these guys..."
Prompto gestured to a empty space to their side, where the ground suddenly seemed to begin to roil and shimmer with a strange dark energy, shot with purple energy and smoke, and what crawled up from within the dark portal with a great big grumbling groan was a massive daemon, practically as big as a house, all muscle and giant arms, which were clearly needed to heft his ridiculously enormous blade that put even Gladio's usual greatsword to shame. And as it pulled itself up to its great height and pulled back to let out a fearsome roar, a sort of surreal giggling sound accompanied it, as several bright flaming Bombs of varying colors seemed to spring up from their own smaller portals around him, grinning at the group with big sharp teeth and black, black eyes.
"These," Ignis explained, "are an Iron Giant and a variety of different elemental Bombs, common daemonic enemies from our daemon hunting days. We could, to borrow a phrase, practically fight these particular enemies with our eyes closed."
And, yes, there was a smirk there, but he continued. "However, I suspect they are quite new to you all, even if you have fought something similar. So we'd like you to take a few minutes to prepare yourself with weapons or other details before deciding, as a team, how best to meet this enemy, and then, of course, attempt to take them down."
"But don't worry," said Gladio, grinning, and throwing in a wink as he gave his own sword a bit of a twirl to his side before settling it comfortably across his broad shoulders, "we'll jump in if we start to feel like you guys could really need the help. You're not gonna, though...." He quirked a challenging eyebrow. "....right?"
Class Activity: Fight! - TT&CS, 09/19.
Re: Class Activity: Fight! - TT&CS, 09/19.
Re: Class Activity: Fight! - TT&CS, 09/19.
In fact, when he say Nell going for the guns, he nodded and smirked a little in approval and, with a quick glance toward Gladio as if to avoid getting into too much trouble for helping out, he was going to try and get her attention before she headed out.
"Psssst! Nell! Here!"
And he tossed her what looked like a box of ammo and grinned.
"Starshells," he explained. "Shoot those up in the air, and it'll create a big burst of light. They can't stand it!"
He couldn't even tell you how often those Starshells had come in clutch for him!
Re: Class Activity: Fight! - TT&CS, 09/19.
"They blow up in the air?"
She was all over them in that case!
Re: Class Activity: Fight! - TT&CS, 09/19.
That's why it was so dark in here, a detail that was totally remembered to be mentioned!
Re: Class Activity: Fight! - TT&CS, 09/19.
She watched as the shells exploded and nodded in satisfaction at the reaction.