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Who: Organization XIII members... new and old
Where: TWTNW
When: Sometime mid-358/2 Days, post-Axel's return from Oblivion
What: Induction for the newbies...
Warnings: Nothing too messy. Possible sob bait.

Thirteen had become eight. Rather, fourteen had become nine, to most of the Organization, but that'd never been the calculation on Xemnas' mind. With their numbers so diminished... it'd been time to recruit. It was so hard to find individuals with the strength of will needed and the sheer potential to survive their new life...

But one world had come up with the goods. Younger, perhaps, than Xemnas had wanted at this stage - but strong enough in mind and body, and that was what was relevant.

Of course, they'd still need training...

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Whew. Kousyxe shook the mud off his blades, and started flicking one up into the air as he spoke. "That your water guys hit hard? Ow, man," he commented, putting on a light-hearted facade before he turned more serious, stopping his idle motions. "Seriously... Huh. Keep my eyes open, keep moving, try new things? Remember to watch my back? And ...watch the terrain if I'm going to start throwing soundwaves," he finished with a shrug. He'd known how vicious air attacks could get, he'd thought: what were the shockwaves he'd used but compressed, agitated air? Shaking everything up? That... hadn't occurred to him.

Demyx couldn't help but laugh at the protest, smirking knowingly at Kousyxe. And that had been easy mode, too, purely a practice run. "If you think that's bad, just wait'll you meet my Dancers." Banter exchanged, Demyx tugged the earplugs out and rocked back on his heels to listen, nodding approvingly. He snaps his fingers, pointing at Yosuke.

"Right, great! See, you're ahead of the curve right there; most of the rest would just make sure you knew how to fight, use magic, and do basic recon, and that's about it. Here, you're learning real strategy and rules to apply to all your missions, whatever they actually are. That actually wouldn't have been a bad strategy though--if you were doing it on purpose, I mean, and if you were facing something that actually needed to breathe. Keeping those sound waves focused enough that you didn't get caught in the spray, you'd have whoever or whatever it was on their knees blind and choking in no time. Then you could close in and finish them off without a lot of trouble, or pick them off at a distance."

"So far it looks like that'll be the biggest thing to work on, huh? You're not bad, you just need to tighten up your routine, practice those steps until you've got better control. And we'll do some more freestyle, too--that's another thing people don't think about around here. They want power, not creativity, and that's what's really going to save your neck in a jam. They hardly ever consider non-combat uses for abilities, either, and they don't really work together much. I want us to hit on all of that eventually, alright? If you can get out of things without a fight, there's really no reason to risk your neck, and we've got too good a thing here to waste."

Kousyxe nodded at Demyx's descriptions, taking in the logic of it all. The idea of leaving an opponent blinded and choking? That was interesting, that was something that hadn't occurred to him - perhaps it never would have occurred to the person he once was, especially not in such a cool, calm discussion. He knew that his powers weren't as flashy as some of what he'd seen in the past, what he'd (or what Jiraiya'd) used: he'd have to learn to get creative.

"Yeah, makes sense," he replied. "I don't particularly want to get beaten down either! So we're going to work on all that sort of stuff?" A pause, and he nodded. "I can do that."

He'd have to do it, wouldn't he?

"That's what I like to hear! Nobody likes to get pounded on." Demyx grinned, flashing a thumbs up. "We'll work on it all, but probably not today. You've got one more thing you need to cover today, and anything past that's optional. But you can't improvise without having enough variety of tricks up your sleeve to string together into a routine, am I right? So I brought you some presents to round out your repertoire."

Was he a great guy, or what? Such a thoughtful teacher! Demyx dug into a pocket, tugging out a full stack of five gleaming panels. He tossed them at Kousyxe, one by one, and offered an explanation with each throw. "You've got your healing right here, and your fire, your lightning, your ice, and your wind. No getting beaten up this time; this is target practice so you can get used to casting these things, and maybe improve your aim a little."

That done, he reached for Arpeggio again, his flashy summons this time calling a full half dozen water clones to the field. Once Kousyxe wa ready, they'd start moving about--not nearly as fast as before, this time milling around in an aimless but quick walk. Enough to provide a challenge for learning how to aim at a moving target, but not enough to be too frustrating. "Go ahead and start with whichever you want. Any questions?"

"Yeah. What do I do with..." He held one of the panels out, looking at it, focusing - seeing it dissolve away, feeling the magic work its way through him. "...Right."

Wind? One of these was wind power? Alright, he was back in action! Not that he wasn't already, with the stuff he'd discovered, but this was familiar ground - and right then, that was useful to know. The other stuff, too... wait, lightning? would he really be able to do it? When he'd spent his Shadow-fighting career falling over at electric attacks?

...Still. No heart. No Persona. That was done. Why should that hold him back?

Might as well get it over and done with. Okay. He could do this... he tried to focus on the thought of electricity arcing, visualise it firing off at the targets.
The end result wasn't the best Thunder to ever be cast, but it had at least worked.

"Ha! Oh, yeah, I've got this! Man, I wish the others could've seen that..."

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Demyx nodded in satisfaction as the question answered itself. Good man! That was using your head, it wasn't too hard to cast spells. The hard part was control and power modulation, really, and getting creative with them..... But the magic? Once you figured it out, that was a snap! And that was what they were doing right now, letting him figure out the different types he'd need.

The tune is a lazy drawl this time, meandering and relaxed to suit the pace of their new exercise. It wasn't long before Kouxyxe got the hang of even Thunder, though--Demyx whistled in approval, watching a pair of clones writhe as the line of bolts struck them, collapsing into a pair of music notes. "Nice work! You've got plenty of time to show them, once you get the hang of it all, right?"

"Sounds good to me," Kousyxe responded, flicking a blade into the air and catching it in celebration. Right, what next... if he could do that, use the element that had been his weak spot in his old life - he could do any of them, couldn't he? Okay, which now...

That first hurdle out of the way, the Fire and Blizzard trials went smoothly, at least as far as getting the spells out went: better than the Thunder had looked, at any rate. Okay, he could get used to those - he grinned wildly at the sight. "All right!" And now, for the last one...

...well. In terms of performing Aero correctly, it probably wasn't the greatest ever. However, as wind attacks went, the miniature whirlwind that he'd shot at the clones (kicking up yet more sand) was a definite cut above the rest of what he'd been doing.

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