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harmonize_rpg2013-09-08 04:37 pm
harmonizenpc) wrote in harmonize_rpg2013-09-08 04:37 pm
Training Exercise #1
Who: Persona-users, ensemble NPC cast
Where: The lab, ???
When: Monday, April 24th, "critical thinking" class time.
What: Trying out the headgods.
Class today was, it seemed, going to be a little different.
Yachiyo had finally replaced Suwa, for one, but more importantly, she'd ushered the lot of them to the lab: "Today will be your first training exercise" was the only information she'd offered, providing little detail beyond making sure everyone had their Evokers.
The whole group was there today, aside from Sekimiya and the medical trainees, but it was the military pair who'd mostly stood by during the Awakening who took center stage today. Their dress blues had been replaced with what appeared to be some sort of full-coverage body armor. The woman's even included a helmet, albeit a peculiar-looking metal one whose visor was currently up, revealing her grinning face. The man wore a strange, bulky device on his right arm, trailing wires that ran up to a pair of goggles currently perched on his forehead.
Both had rifles slung across their backs, and what appeared to be blades--no Evokers these, but honest-to-goodness live steel--at their hips.
"Looks like we're finally getting introduced!" The woman seemed remarkably cheerful, considering what they were about to likely be doing, but she watched them all with eyes as sharp as a hawk's. "I'm Corporal Komatani Konoe, and this is Major Araragi Mitsurou. We'll be in charge of the practical side of your training."
The man--Araragi--inclined his head politely. "I look forward to working with you all."
Where: The lab, ???
When: Monday, April 24th, "critical thinking" class time.
What: Trying out the headgods.
Class today was, it seemed, going to be a little different.
Yachiyo had finally replaced Suwa, for one, but more importantly, she'd ushered the lot of them to the lab: "Today will be your first training exercise" was the only information she'd offered, providing little detail beyond making sure everyone had their Evokers.
The whole group was there today, aside from Sekimiya and the medical trainees, but it was the military pair who'd mostly stood by during the Awakening who took center stage today. Their dress blues had been replaced with what appeared to be some sort of full-coverage body armor. The woman's even included a helmet, albeit a peculiar-looking metal one whose visor was currently up, revealing her grinning face. The man wore a strange, bulky device on his right arm, trailing wires that ran up to a pair of goggles currently perched on his forehead.
Both had rifles slung across their backs, and what appeared to be blades--no Evokers these, but honest-to-goodness live steel--at their hips.
"Looks like we're finally getting introduced!" The woman seemed remarkably cheerful, considering what they were about to likely be doing, but she watched them all with eyes as sharp as a hawk's. "I'm Corporal Komatani Konoe, and this is Major Araragi Mitsurou. We'll be in charge of the practical side of your training."
The man--Araragi--inclined his head politely. "I look forward to working with you all."
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For a moment, Ishichi simply stood there, regarding Miyume carefully, a peculiar sharpness entering her typically dull eyes.
And then the moment was gone, and she spoke in a tone as flat as ever. "I have all the data I need. I have to discuss the results with Yachiyo-san. Excuse me."
And off she went to do just that. The conversation, at least on Yachiyo's end, looked likely to be rather... animated.
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All she could do now was wait for a verdict to be given.
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Despite the distance, a few snippets from her end were audible as she paced.
"-- in her condition --" "-- under observation --" "-- extra personnel --" "-- not a matter of resources --" "-- it's not feasible --"
Finally, it ended, punctuated with an annoyed tap of the earpiece, and Yachiyo approached Miyume, with Ishichi breaking off from her own conversation and drifting behind as she noticed the move.
"... Hazama-san." This might well be the first time anyone in the group had seen Yachiyo looking the slightest bit awkward. She cleared her throat slightly, clearly trying to fill space as she worked out what to say.
"Under the circumstances, we've determined that it would be best to remove you from active duty. You will remain at Chitoku, under periodic observation by Ishichi-san. You may stay in the class if you wish, or you may return to your other specialty class."
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It was for the best, of course. For her, for them, for her classmates. She'd only slow them down if not endanger them completely by being a liability for whatever mission they might be sent on. She hung her head in defeat and sighed.
"I'd like to go back to my specialty class," she said, trying to keep the edge of tears out of her voice and maintain what little composure she still had left. "And if there's nothing else, I would like to be dismissed so I can rest, Yachiyo-san."
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Another slightly awkward pause. "You're dismissed. Do you need assistance?"
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Now that her secret was out, Miyume looked even more worn out and fragile then she had when she'd first come in. There was little point in hiding how much pain she was in now. And some cold, calculating part of her wanted all of these people to look long and hard at the results of their hasty pursuit of success.
Without waiting for a reply, Miyume stood up on legs that trembled so much it seemed like they might collapse beneath her at any moment. Cane in hand, she shuffled slowly and painfully toward the exit with a walk that seemed far more fitting for a weary old crone than an innocent young girl.