songerein | [OPEN] LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS!

Who: Anyone who is interested in practicing dreamotion abilities!
Which: Open Log!
Where: An open clearing on the edge of town
What: Dreamotion Training ~~Montage~~ Event!
Warnings: Probably not? Will update if things get weird.

I. JOURNAL NETWORK POST

Date: November 15th
Sender: Hilda
To: Everyone
Subject: Dreamotion Training! ♥

Hi everyone! It's Hilda again.

Just wanted to let you know that we have a TIME AND PLACE for everyone to gather and practice dreamotion stuff! We're meeting on November 20th. I'll be there at noon, but really you can come and go whenever you want.

Here's the location.

[A small map shows up that points to a field on the outskirts of Reverein. After a pause, circles around the location and little hearts appear.]

Hope to see eveyrone there!

II. WELCOME

[A little after noon on the 20th, Hilda gets up onto the small platform that she has set up in the center of the field to address anyone who has assembled. Looking into the crowd, she decides that this is every bit as intimidating as she figured it would be. One-on-one? Socially, she has no fear. In front of a group where everyone is looking at her and has expectations of her? No thanks.

But she feels obligated, so here she is. She opens with a too-bright smile and a nervous wave.]

Hi everyone! Thanks for coming.

I had no idea that I was the only one who was like 'I don't know what I'm doing with this dreamotion stuff.' I'm glad I reached out--it makes me feel less stupid about it and all that. And by working together, we can all practice and be the very best dream people we can be. So... good luck everyone!

[She starts to exit the stage, taking two steps before remembering that there are instructions to be given.]

Oh, right. I've set up some training stations based on what people seemed to be interested in. Just look at the signs. And if you come up with something else you'd like to do, feel free to take one of the blank ones next to the stage here and make your own station. It's really casual.

Now, for real: good luck! I'll be at the crafting station.

[Another wave, and off the stage she scrambles.]

III. DREAMOTION TRAINING STATIONS

[Each workstation has a sign attached to a wooden stake that's been driven into the ground. The handwriting on the signs is cute and in pink, at Hilda's insistence. There are also small doodles at each meant to help indicate what each station is for.

On one side of the stage is FLOWERS AND CRAFTING, with cute flowers decorating the borders.

On the other side of the stage is COMMUNITY IMPROVEMENT, with small buildings similar to the central plaza of Reverein lining the bottom.

And on the far end of the field is FIGHTING AND COMBAT, with a sword and an axe and a written warning: NO HURTING ANYBODY!!!!!!!]

IV. OBLIGATORY WILDCARD OPTION

[Hilda wasn't kidding about the extra signs and the encouragement to offer more than she has--there is a stack of blank posters and stakes. Is your character awesome at dreamotion energy and/or interested in something not included in her three stations! Make your own!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Behold, the corgi makes a beeline for what seems to be an old man (well when being a little over 40 is old) just barely taller than Kanji that, sporting a crazy permed hair that looks like it's desperately trying to escape his head. When he speaks there's a mannerism to his voice. Not quite country bumpkin...more Yakuza-like in its rough tone.]

You lost little guy? Didn't know they had Shibas running around here.

[He hasn't seen the sign, or Kanji yet.]

[It sends a small, familiar shiver up his spine, hearing the voice. He'd heard his fair share of that accent, especially mimicked by the small-time punks trying to make trouble back home.

But the dude didn't look like he wanted to fight. Hopefully that doesn't change.]

They don't. I just made 'em for fun, but if you like 'em you can have one.

[The corgi enters an INTENSE PLAY BOW with accompanied paw taps. It exuded an air of, 'We're friends now, dragon man, chase me!' Any movement from Ichiban sends the corgi into a zig-zag zoom before another play bow a little further away.]

[If he fights it will only get serious of the shirt comes off, so no worries there for now.]

Wait. You made them? Like out of thin air?

[Finding out others' powers is still pretty damn interesting and mesmerizing to him. Or maybe he will be forever star-struck by other's powers or the fact he's using magic.

Anyway. Corgi.]

What happened to your tail, buddy?

[Yes, he still does not realizing that the corgi is not a shiba. You'd think the smaller legs would give it away but he hasn't had many doggie friends. Regardless he is eager to give chase.]

Uh...so you you feed 'em or are they magic and just have endless energy?

[He canted his head briefly. At the first sign of a chase- namely, the minute Ichiban takes a step, the puppy begins zoomies.]

Huh? ...Oh! That's a corgi. They've got little nubby tails... I think.

[Wait- Were they another dock-tail breed? He didn't ever look that up! But now that was something he could do a little later.]

I pet 'em and give 'em good vibes. At least, that's what I understand about this dreamotion stuff. If it ever slows down a little bit, I can check on 'em. I gotta keep practicing, y'know?

[That is a lot of zoomies. At first he tries to follow but he is trying to talk with the guy who 'made' him, so he stops.]

Oh. Didn't realize the fella was a corgi...

[He doesn't understand all of it, but to his credit, Ichiban is trying to.]

So you need to stay positive and give them pet? Sounds almost too good to be true.

Kinda does, huh? But this is a dream world, so whatever happens happens, yeah?

He seems to like ya, though. He's yours if you want 'em, give it a name n' everything.

[The little black dog near him stretches and yawns, and is given a head ruffle for his efforts. The long blond dog runs to chase the corgi.]

Long guy there's mine. That's Bucky. Little soot ball here's Chaser. So sky's the limit with names if they like silly shit like the ones I gave 'em.

Wait you're just going to give him to me?

[Bruh. He pauses to seriously consider the offer, with nearly everything else that Kanji said is put on the side for now.]

I'd have to see if he'd be okay with Nancy-chan...uh do dogs eat crayfish?

...Dogs are good judges of character.

[He shrugged. If the dogs seemed okay with the guy, then Kanji can put aside old memories. No use flyin' off the handle. He'd spent a long time working hard to learn that.]

Dog food's got fish in it sometimes, so... yeah, I guess. But when dogs were wild or wolves or whatever they were red meat kinda animals.

Maybe they ate fish if they were real clever... why, you got a pet crayfish? Wait- They make pets outta those??

[He scratched his chin. Shit, a dog catching a fish would kinda kick ass. But having an armored, pinchy critter as a guard... fish... would kick ass too!]

[Thankfully Ichiban wears his emotions on his sleeves, so even if a dog could secretly know his true personality, he wouldn't have one.]

Oh it's a pretty simple story...saved her from a homeless trying to eat her. I exchanged her for a premium sushi box.

[There is a lot more to that 'pretty simple story' but it would all be explained at another time as he took out the crayfish from one of his large coat pockets. Behold, Nancy-chan as she dramatically or threateningly raises her pinchers. She looks like a normal crayfish apart from the large x-like simple on her back that almost looks like a cool battle scar. He looks over to the dog to see what it will do...first impressions are important!]

[Well. Looking at... Nancy-chan... he'd take a premium sushi box to eat over something that could fight him back if he were desperate and hungry.

At the sight of the what is this, the corgi pup didn't seem to know what to do. Leaning back as far as it could, it batted a paw in her general direction, several inches from those pinchers. Once that didn't seem to work, it instead wondered if Nancy-chan was just trying to play too. Play... playbow? While scooting closer and closer?]

[Nancy is certainly wondering if she should be attacking...fortunately she is not, in part because Ichiban hasn't asked her too.]

It's pretty funny cause I was trying to help someone with their own pet problems and I suggested feeding them together so they associate food as a sort of friendship offering...[There's a slight pause before he acts a little more leader-like and speaks in a more Yakuza/leader voice.]

Hey [SPOILER]! What do you think? You wanna play nice with Nancy-chan? I'll give you all you need at home and take good care of you!

Yeah? I'm guessin' it worked?

[He blinked with the tone shift, his hands halting their knit. He watched as the corgi hopped up onto all fours, oh so happy to be addressed. After running a very excited circle, the plush critter seemed to accept by rolling onto its back and kicking all four paws. Huh... Kanji embroidered little toe beans on it.]

Huh. There ya go- That's a good sign, when they show the belly like that. Trusts ya by showin' a vulnerable side knowin' it won't get hurt, I think.

[Dude are those little paws?]

How much detail did you put in them? These are fancier than UFO plushies!

[There's a sort of...awe in his voice? He doesn't seem to be looking down at Kanji, more like visibly impressed. All the while with a crayfish on his elbow and petting said dog on his stomach.]

I just make 'em for fun, but I guess I go a little overboard on the dolls I make.

But UFO catchers, huh...? You ain't the first to point that out. Had a guy wonder what machine I got some of my stuff from one time. He about shit his pants when I told him they were all mine, from scratch!

[He thumbed his nose and smirked.]

I ain't afraid to admit it all. Not anymore.

[OPEN] LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS!

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