general texting meme

[reshrine]

general texting meme
To kick us off with some voice testing, here's a the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.

instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, any preferences, a start, absolutely nothing, or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

meme taken from preterland

 

 

 

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[typhooned]

Yes. The more complex the seal, the stronger the barrier. Typically, anyway. People who have better technique or more spiritual power can do just fine with the basics compared to novices.

[He went back to the chalkboard to start drawing a few of the more basic ones.]

Order matters, so pay attention and copy these down. When you have free time, practice drawing them. I want at least a thousand a day, until you can draw them in your sleep.

[analyticute]

[ Most teenagers might have complained on the spot. "A thousand a day? Impossible! I'm not doing that!" Most teenagers are not Maren Uezawa, who, despite the nervousness welling up in her, has resumed taking notes studiously, dutifully. Some of what he's saying she understands. You don't serve as the eyes and ears of someone fighting preternatural beings and come to work in an establishment that serves the "Awakened" population without coming into contact with some terms. ]

So, it's just like any other skill?

[ And what he wants her to apply is... ]

[typhooned]

Just like any other skill.

[Kouta agreed with a small, easy smile, glad that Maren wasn't complaining. Not that she seemed the type, but it was always a blessing to have such a dutiful and hardworking student. And just because she seemed like the type:]

Next time we meet up, I'll quiz you on these seals. If you're feeling confident, practice drawing them on paper and doing the ball exercise.

[analyticute]

Okay.

[ She offers him a nod as she finishes copying down the information on the board, lifting her eyes to him after a moment. She's half tempted to apologize for the ball flying at him earlier, but she hadn't mean it and he hadn't made a big deal about it. That was probably intentional and, well, how does she word this? ]

D-did you have any trouble with this sort of thing when you were first learning?

[ Come to think of it, where did he learn? ]

[typhooned]

[The question was enough to make him laugh, his memories of his learning days were fraught with disaster. He was still convinced he had only really gotten decent at barriers and healing was because he had so much hands on learning thanks to Akemi and Setsura.]

I was a terrible student, and I was very upset that my talents lied in something I thought was lame at the time.

[He settled back on the palms of his hands, rueful.]

I skipped class whenever I could. It took my friends being in danger for me to start to take my studies more seriously. I'm glad I don't have to have that sort of talk with you.

[analyticute]

[ She listens intently, wondering. A student? As in, he had formal lessons? A class even? ]

You went to school for this sort of thing...?

[ Maren blinks, trying to wrap her head around that. A school where people learned to... make barriers? Defend against scary spirits? She'd think it ridiculous if it hadn't literally been the story of her life for the past couple of months. No, it sounds more like a good idea to her now and she's suddenly very, very glad for Mr. Takahashi's education, wherever he got it from, and that he started taking things seriously. Still, to go to school for something like this, to grow up aware... ]

[typhooned]

I grew up in a place that specialized in this sort of thing, and was pretty inclusive of everyone. So learning about how to control your abilities was pretty important.

[Especially for hanyous like Setsura, who were a mix of both worlds. Or for people like Akemi, who seemed to be made for mass destruction if she hadn't learned proper control. He grinned down at Maren, crossing his arms over his chest.]

Why, would it help you to be in a classroom with others like you? You'd have to start at the basics with the babies, though.

[analyticute]

I-I don't know.

[ If it'd help to be in a classroom with other "Awakened" people, that is. Up until a minute ago, she didn't even know that was a possibility. ]

It isn't as though I have a lot of experience, Takahashi-san. I'm still not sure what I'm doing a lot of the time when Kazue-chan and I are on the battlefield. What if I fail to trigger the spell at a critical moment?

[ It worries her. She already causes Kazue enough issues being unable to look after herself on the battlefield, after all. ]

[typhooned]

If you haven't frozen up yet, I doubt it'll start happening anytime soon. But just so we're prepared, there are other ways to practice spells other than fighting demons.

[He was going to have to speak to Kazue about this later, because while the girl was undoubtedly talented, he had to wonder if she had taken any of Maren's very real concerns into consideration. Leave it to a disciple of Akemi to be so reckless.

He leaned forward to clap a comforting hand on Maren's shoulder, offering her a grin.]

We can make a few house calls on places that need their barriers reset and refreshed. I'll have you creating the seals so often that it'll be a reflex to put one up even if you so much as sneeze.

[analyticute]

[ Ha ha ha. Fighting demons. The words are enough to make Maren sweat a little. She isn't the one who does the fighting, after all. She's just Kazue's eyes. At least, she is right now. She really doesn't know how Kazue can fight such things without even being able to see them, but she doubts it's because she can't. Kazue... is very brave. That's what she thinks.

She doesn't quite jump when that hand finds her shoulder, but she does look up, searching his face a moment. ]

R-really?

[typhooned]

Don't worry. You're not the first student I've had. You're in good hands.

[He gave her a reassuring smile, before standing up to offer her a hand.]

A thousand a day. Let me know if you have time this week or during the weekend and we can do some house calls.

[analyticute]

[ Maren makes sure she has her notebook before she reaches out to accept that hand, getting to her feet as she considers his words. The weekend... ]

O-okay! [ She nods once, strong. ] I'll make time!