middleofsomewhere | Energy/Spell Training Session, OTA

Glorfindel knew Najaran would show up. For one thing, he had food. For another, she had promised.

He knew she was nervous about it though, but this was the best time to give it a try. He needed to know what they were working with.

(replying to the other thread here)

"I am not her Master, and I wish to stay behind because I know what her aim is like!"

"Coward," she muttered under her breath. And even the thought of snacks didn't perk her up as much as it usually would.

Too late, Goligan, they are off to the range Glorfindel set up!

"I am not here to judge you, Najaran," Glorfindel said, "I am here to evaluate your current level and hopefully give you some guidance on how to improve."

"What spell cards do you have, currently? And what is it they are supposed to do?"

Uh huh. She knew the judgment was coming, but she put a hand to her back and her spell cards left her pouch to fly into her palm. She brought them forward.

"Um... Wind Cutter. Fly. And Magus Mirror which is an odd once since it is classed as both a spell and an item. Wind Cutter is the only attack spell at the moment though."

Glorfindel looked at the cards carefully, but didn't touch them without consent. "Do they have personalities, like your other cards do?" he asekd.

"What do they each specialize in?"

"Not that I know of, since spells aren't alive as I understand it. Wind Cutter is an attack spell. Fly allows a creature or item to fly. I use it on Goligan sometimes so we can escape a sticky situation. Magus Mirror I got from Kigi, it reflects attack spells back on their casters, and some projectile attacks as well, I think."

"You certain about that?" Glorfindel asked. "Your other cards have them."

He considered what she said. "So, these are spells. Hm. Doesn't Cait Sith eat spells? Do you have him out when you practice to help siphon off some of the energy?"

"My creatures do. Pretty sure my sword and my shield don't. Living weapon does, but he's also a creature," she added.

At his suggestion, she blinked. A lot. "I... never thought about that...." she said, a bit stunned.

"In fairness there has not been much training time since he joined us,." Goligan pointed out. "Events have moved too swiftly, and we have rarely been with her Master in that time."

Glorfindel nodded. If she was sure, then that must be the case. It would be nice if the cards could be reasoned with, or asked to participate in the perfection of using them, but it had been just a thought.

"All right then!" Glorfindel grinned at them both. "Shall we give it a try? Or at least ask Cait Sith his opinion? If you could work on your delivery, without having to worry about the power, I'm thinking you may be able to make better progress. Perhaps you'll even be able to practice on the Train?"

[Come on, whip him out :D]

"Sure." Anything to put off getting yelled at. Cait Sith's card flew to her hand and she summoned him.

The feline stretched without apparent use of arms, then trotted right over to Glorfindel for pets, as are his due.

Glorfindel liked Cait Sith, so he immediately obliged. Actually, he liked all of Najaran's card friends. He grinned at the feline as he scritched his ears. "Want to have some fun with us?"

He'd let Najaran do the actual invitation of course. They were her cards and this was her fight, so to speak.

"Sure, meow. Whatcha got in mind?" Cait Sith asked.

"His plan," Naja said quickly, dumping it back in hid lap.

Glorfindel half sighed, half laughed. "What Najaran is too bashful to ask you herself," he said, petting as he spoke, "is if you might assist as she practices her spell casting."

"Right now, the combination of her and the spell card are too strong, so she cannot maintain control very well. If you are willing, and able, of course, we'd like you to siphon off some of the spell power so she can wotk on her control...and aim." He stopped petting for a moment, so he could ask, "What do you think?"

"If they're attack spells and they're that strong, I have to get rid of the excess somewhere."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that," Najaran said sheepishly.

"Oh? And how do you do that?" Glorfindel asked. "How long can you store the excess before you have to get rid of it?" Now he was even more intrigued.

"A few minutes, meow, then a bunch of it repeats on me..."

"I... might have accidentally almost killed Zenith," Najaran admitted sheepishly. "Cait Sith absorbed his Tempest spell to keep everyone safe, but I had to aim him quick. It was hard missing him, and if he hadn't ducked he'd have gotten fried for sure," she said, regretfully.

"So...." Glorfindel thought about this, and frankly, he liked what he heard. "Instead of one massive over powered spell you cannot control...you can have Cait Sith absorb half of it, hopefully making your spell more controllable, then aim him, so making it two still powerful, but more useful spells?"

He looked at Goligan. "Think it could work?"

[ooc: You should have seen me describing this in my head. "Instead of "AAAAAAHhhhhH!!! (flail, flail, mess everywhere)", it would be "Aaah!!" followed by "Aaah!!"?" And yes, there were hand motions.]

Edited 2020-08-29 08:22 (UTC)

(ROFL! I love it!)

Najaran stared at him wide eyed. Goligan considered, then said honestly "I... do not know."

Piccolo was of a similar mind when it came to the open space and using it to its potential for training. However, he had wider options than even the beach.

But when he spotted Glorfindel's little range on his way out to the ocean, he paused and flew downwards to catch the elf before he headed further out.

"How goes it?" he asked as he landed on the beach a little ways away from Glorfindel.

Just one of the people Glorfindel was hoping to see!

"It is about to go, actually. You know how we've been working on me producing a ki blast like yours? Except I've been reluctant to do so on the train? This is the perfect time and place!" Glorfindel looked excited and his eyes were sparkling more than usual.

Piccolo nodded at Glorfindel's explanation. He understood the need to hold back while on the train. Less for the train and more for the people in the gym at the same time as the blast. The train might have been pretty much indestructible but the people were not always so lucky.

Now really was the perfect time to try out a new attack, especially a large scale and powerful one. Piccolo himself was looking forward to getting further away so he could do the same after all.

"Yeah, it's a good time for that."

Glorfindel took a deep breath to calm and center, but only because he was so excited to try this out.

He closed his eyes for a moment as he drew one hand down in front of his chest, as if gathering something. There was a shimmer in the air above and around his hand as he did so.

His eyes opened and his hand snapped forward as if throwing something. Moments later, the wooden target went up in blue flame and the sand immediately around it melted into a large puddle of glass.

"Well...not exactly what I was going for," Glorfindel said. "But I'll take it."

It was a pretty good start, all things considered. Piccolo had seen much worse. From not being able to do anything at all to simply missing the target or making it even worse than that, the Namekian had definitely seen worse attempts.

"It hit the target and did damage. Not bad for a first attempt honestly." He didn't say he'd seen worse as he was thinking but it was sort of implied with his tone and words. "But it might help--what were you going for?"

Glorfindel laughed. "I have enough experience throwing things that aim was not my primary worry. But it is nice that it went where intended.

"I was trying for something similar to your ki blasts," he said. "Except that I wanted something a little different. Fire, hot enough to melt metal, if need be. Which..." he gestured at what was left of the target, "that did fit the bill. Perhaps the fact it is not visible until it hits is a good thing? What do you think?"

"I think it's a good attack to hit someone with if you don't want them to see it coming," he responded immediately. "Especially if they're incapable of feeling it coming at them."

In other words he certainly didn't disapprove. Granted, he was normally straight forward and less deceptive than that in a true battle but--sometimes things weren't always so ideal. If people were going to cheat and use it on him, he might as well approve of what works specially if it means saving the world to do it.

Glorfindel nodded seriously. He knew what kind of attack it was considered. "To be honest, what I have been fighting since the Two Trees were extinguished is the Discordant Evil and his Apprentice, and...you didn't ever want to give them a break. Their troops...they were made up of..." he stopped for a moment, took a deep breath, then looked Piccolo straight in the eye. "Morgoth tortured and twisted his prisoners and made them into orcs, creatures loyal to him, filled with hate for any living thing, and vicious and cruel. The only way to stop them...the only way to save their souls, was to kill them. But if you dropped your guard, they would not stop until you were the one dead...or worse."

He took a deep breath. "That is my background. That is why I walk so silently that I have to ring a bell, by hand, that I wear at my waist in order to not sneak up on people on the Train. I will work on making a version of this that is more visible for when we fight honorable enemies, but," he shook his head, "I will not consider this anything less than a success."

Piccolo nodded seriously. Outwardly, he looked unmoved by the story. Inwardly, he was seething. People like that were a plague on the multi-verse. He wasn't, however, surprised to learn of one from Glorfindel's world. There were people like that from his own universe he had faced in battle. They were loathsome beings.

Truth be told, he had been one of them once upon a time actually. His birth date was an ugly reminder of that whenever he thought about it. The holiday "Piccolo's Day" had been solely created for the idea to randomly chose an entire city to destroy. Just for a bit of fun for the evil family.

That was besides the point for now. The point was Piccolo understood.

"Then don't." It was short and succinct but he meant it. If Glorfindel thought of it as a success then Piccolo wouldn't object. He had no reason to. It would be a good attack when it was needed.

Glorfindel smiled. "Thank you." He meant that from the heart. He'd been listening to others speak of their worlds, so he knew that every one was a little different...and some had strong similarities.

"I do still want to work on a more visible version," he assured Piccolo. "But keep this as a backup for when we need it."

"And then, I want to learn to fly!" Wouldn't his horse be jealous, when he got home.

Piccolo nodded in acknowledgment of the gratitude.

"A grand idea. I'll pay closer attention to the energy you use and see if I can help figure it out," he told Glorfindel.

He chuckled softly. "A popular technique." He didn't blame anyone for wanting to learn it but it was kind of amusing to him. Of course, as a Namekian the ability to fly had been rather natural from a very young age. Some Namekians literally learned how to fly before they could walk.

It takes a little bit before Madoka hears abotu the target range. And even though she does feel like enjoying this island and having fun.. there's a part of her that feels kind of guilty if she'd just do that the whole time. Especially if other people are using their time here to practice. Madoka may be young, but she doesn't think that's an excuse at all for slacking off!

So after a while Madoka does show up at the target range, quickly spotting Glorfindel sitting there. She runs up to him with a smile on her face.

"Mister Glorfindel! Were you thinking about practicing?"

"I am! Would you be interested? You are quite good now at the shorter range shots, but this would allow you the chance to aim at things further away," Glorfindel said with a grin. He was excited to see what she could do with some distance.

"Also, would you be interested in seeing if your arrows can explode upon impact? That might be handy if we are ever going against something in a lot of armor or a rock based creature or trying to get through a closed door," he explained. He wasn't sure that her arrows could, but you don't know if you don't try.

"Oh! Actually, I've learned a whole lot of things I can do with my arrows already!"

It helped that she needed to improvise in a high stakes situation during the last mission. Not to mention the fact that Maru had told her that she could do anything as long as she could imagine it.. It really helped her to get a better grasp on her powers. And that's what makes her smile widely at Glorfindel too, looking rather proud of herself for once.

"Should I show you?"

"Please do!" Glorfindel was excited to see what things she had discovered. They did say necessity was the mother of invention. "Should I stand back?"

It seems like Madoka has to consider that for a moment, but then she laughs. There's just a tad of awkwardness in it.

"That's probably for the best.. I've used it in battle, but not for practice yet.." And in battle it's a lot less of a problem if you're not fully careful yet with your powers. It just means you take out only more monsters! "It should probably be fine, but-- um, please find a safe position just in case, okay, mister Glorfindel?"

Glorfindel stood three steps directly behind her. This way he could see without being a potential target. [I'm not saying he's taller than her, but....]

"Ready when you are!"

"Okay! I'll do my best, hopefully it'll work..!"

Don't worry, Glorindel, Madoka isn't offended in the slightest that he's able to view over her so easily.. She realises well enough that she's a pocket sized girl, okay. And it's true that it would be very, very hard for her to hit him like this, so it's a win-win situation.

The girl summons her bow to her hand - that part goes so easily now, it just feels natural - and after sucking in a breath, she pulls the string back and fires. Though she doesn't use the targets he's set up to aim at. Instead the girl aims for the sky - the reason why becoming very clear a few moments later, because as her magical arrow shoots up into the sky, it explodes up there - and all the pink light really does make it look like firework.

"Oh!" Glorfindel was amazed and awed at the beautiful sparkly pink light. "That's so pretty!"

"I can see how that came in handy during the last mission," he agreed. "Do you have more tricks as well?" he asked.

Madoka lowers her bow again, giggling. It's happy at the acknowledgement - he's a skilled archer, after all, so his awe means even moreso to her than just your average person's - but there's a tad more awkwardness in it at that last question.

"Um, I think I should be able to do more with it in the future.." Her voice at first trails off, but then Madoka shakes her head, realising she should explain it more properly. Glorfindel is kind of like her teacher aside from just being her friend, after all! "I talked about it with Maru, and he said that this is my power, and that I should be able to do anything I want with it as long as I can imagine it."

Glorfindel nodded. "That definitely is something to explore. I would be happy to be a sound board to you, if you want help fine tuning what you come up with. I might even be able to make suggestions, but I have a feeling you may beat me to the punch!" he said with a grin.

"That one," he looked up at the sky again, "that one might be useful against unmanned drones or to stop armored vehicles." He would never ask her to use it against an armored person. "Break up the drone, or stop the vehicle from moving. Those would be very helpful, depending on the mission. It could also be used as a signal flare. There are a dozen uses for just that one new skill." He smiled down at her. "Just imagine what else you can do!"

"Ah, geez.. You're always so nice, mister Glorfindel." She means it as she smiles at him. She hasn't seen anything but an incredibly supportive attitude from him all this time, after all.

"Don't you think it might have to become a little bigger to stop something as big as an armored vehicle though?" Madoka is thinking something along the lines of a tank, after all, and the thought of her stopping one of those feels wild to her. "I feel like I still have a long way to go."

"That is what practice is for, though," Glorfindel reminds her with a grin.

"Shall we do some now? Take advantage of this beautiful day out in the sunshine and the wide open spaces?"

She nods.

"Okay, sir!"

Madoka knows that she should probably stop training after a while, before anyone gets too mad at her or worried over her working too hard on this little 'vacation' they're having here, but.. surely a little bit can't hurt.

"Let's do our best!"

Samata had eventually figured out a better system than using her fellow passengers for target practice. That was a system with a lot of flaws.

Instead, she had gathered a small pile of coconuts. The coconuts didn't have an odic field because they were inert. But, if she THREW them, that motion generated just the TINIEST amount of a field. Just enough for Mahto's Magic Missile to lock on to. It was also good practice for casting the spell quickly, because she only had a second or two after she threw them before it hit the ground again.

So that's what she's doing. Throwing coconuts, then shooting them with magic missiles, causing them to explode and shoot coconut milk everywhere.

Don't worry, she's not throwing them NEAR anyone.

Glorfindel watched for a few moments. "Nice combination effect, you work on general fitness and your aim!" He smiled at her, then his eyes lit up.

"Want to see what I learned to do yesterday?" he asked. "I've been working with Piccolo on learning to focus. I am so excited to show you!"

Edited 2020-08-25 23:47 (UTC)

"Ah..."

She dropped the coconut she'd been about to throw back into the pile. "I suppose. What did you have in mind?"

Glorfindel beckoned her over to where they were standing about 50 yards from a target. "See that? I can now set it on fire. From here."

This was not an innate skill, but one he'd had to practice and meditate on, and he figured that if anyone could appreciate the hard work that had gone into figuring this out, it would be her.

"Want to see?" he asked.

"Yes? Yes."

What a curious thing to say. Samata stepped back, interested in what he was going to do next.

He grinned at her, then, as he had before, Glorfindel took a deep breath to calm and center, He didn't have to try as hard when he was practicing on his own, but when he was trying to show it to someone whose opinion he respected, he had to calm his excitement.

He closed his eyes for a moment as he drew one hand down in front of his chest, as if gathering something. There was a shimmer in the air above and around his hand as he did so.

His eyes opened and his hand snapped forward as if throwing something. Moments later, the wooden target went up in blue flame and the sand immediately around it melted into a large puddle of glass.

Glorfindel grinned at her. "What do you think? Piccolo suggests making it flashier."

"Wow. I think it's PLENTY flashy."

She was staring at the puddle of glass on the beach. How had he DONE that? Obviously, Glorfindel had an enormous reserve of magic to work with, but the actual technique was of great interest to her.

She grabbed her glasses from a bag she had that was doing duty as a purse and threw them on her face so she could watch the exactly flow of magic and said "Do it again!"

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