[center][b][u]EH WHATEVER:[/b][/u] [i]Stuff 'n' Junk[/i]

[b]Summary:[/b] Some people begin to decide what to actually do while Crash gets righteously beat up by his instructor.[/center]

[i][u] - Zivon - [/u][/i]
Zivon tried to limp back to his assigned house but gave up half way, his sprained ankle was killing him. he did ended up walking towards a training like building...he did remember hearing about a training thing for the student to get better with their abilities... 'Maybe I should go and try... so I won't be a pathetic and lose...' Zivon thought about it as he slowly limped all the way to the building. His low esteem was getting to him and was feeling pretty depressed. He looked at the ocean and smiled gently. It was still a very beautiful view it reminded him of home. He wanted to take a picture but he had no phone... "...Dad would love this view...I wish I could take a picture and show it to him...." Zivon said as watching the ocean, he shook his head and continue to limp until seeing something shiny on the ground. "Huh?" Zivon picked it up, it was a phone... quite fancy looking one too with no damages on it. " Who would lose this? This could cost my entire saving in a year..." Zivon said as he inspected the phone carefully then he clicked a button, it turned on. "Wow...no wonder people like these things..." 

[i][u] - Save - [/u][/i]
Save has been bored for a rather long time now since she entered another phone that suddenly disconnected from the internet. She couldn't get out after entering the phone and was lying on the beach for an hour or so ''Why did it have to send me here'' thinking back to what she did before she got here. A few people where talking about cosplay and a guy in girls clothes it all looked rather funny however she couldn't have joined them and let them see her cosplay outfits. When she turned on the speakers of the phone and said a few words she immediately got sent to this hell hole of a phone. Just when she started thinking that no one would ever gonna find this phone she could hear some footsteps coming from the mic the speakers however where still in muted like they where the whole time she tried some thing with them but they just didn't want to make any sound at all. The phone lifted from the sand as she could see the face of a rather young looking boy. The mic must have been damaged by the sand slightly as she could only hear some of his words. She gave a gentle wave at him as he clicked on the home button.

[i][u] - Zivon - [/u][/i]
When the phoned turned on the only thing Ziv could see was a girl...waving at him... "AAaaaahhh!!" Zivon shouted in the girliest scream possible and fell on the ground, landing on his butt. "Ow!!" He shouted as he but his lip from the stinging pain coming from his butt. the phone dropped pretty bad and caused a crack on the screen. "Sh-it..." Zivon cursed slightly but he picked up the phone and stood up, his sprained ankle was killing him but he was trying not to be a cry baby and cry over it. The phone looked pretty damage but he sighed and touched the screen, using his ability he was able to repair the phone to its former great working self. The girl was there and he was too scared to even say anything but give a shy wave, tremble in fear and whimper like a kick puppy. His fear, anxiety and nervousness was getting worse than before, soon enough he felt like he will break. 

[i][u] - Save - [/u][/i]
The camera was flipping a few times as Save could hear a cracking girlish squeak. Her head raised up in curiosity she could only see the sand once again. A puff came out of her mouth as the phone was being picked up once again. She folded her arms together and gave a angry look at the person that was watching her she opened up her mouth a few times but still nothing came out. Trying to un-mute the phone again and again but still no results at all. She became pissed at the fact that she couldn't talk anymore and got out a note pad that was on the phone ''You shouldn't drop a phone in the sand'' She typed out quickly before folding her arms once again. She could feel a warm feeling through her body as he touched the screen with his finger and could immediately hear the sea on the beach and everything much more clear. The phone also was connected with the wi-fi on the island now must have been broken when it dropped in the sand for the first time. Looking through more of the advanced options now she tried to find something about the speakers.

[i][u] - Zivon - [/u][/i]
Zivon looked at the girl at the phone as she typed out "You shouldn't drop a phone in the sand'' in a note pad thing. He gave an awkward smile and felt pretty weirded out.. this girl must be something else to able to do that...unless phone have people in them and do that... he wanted to say hello or asked if she was real but every time he tried all came out was silence. 'Stupid! I can't do anything right...ugh....just say it...come one Ziv...don't bail now...' Zivon said to himself in his head but he was still trembling with fear, he was to afraid and his anxiety issues was going through the roof. After that horrible experience with the nymphs... he feared a lot of more thing than before. As he tried to speak he finally able to say something but only word by word while stuttering. "H-i...Th-er..ere.....uum...s-so..rry..." Zivon stuttered out as he started to walk towards the building he was heading earlier too, his ankle hurt him and in was painful enough to deal with emotional self esteem and anxiety... He wanted to cry and go to his dad, cry all day but he tried not too. "U-m...uuh-h....Wh-o-o...ar-re...y-you...?" He asked as if he wanted forgiveness from something. 

[i][u] - Little Feather & Lion - [/u][/i]
Little Feather was sat atop Lion just outside of the 3 dojos, she was trying to decide where to go. Neither of them wanted to enter the dojo that seemed to specialize in ranged weapons, the idea of being around 'Boomsticks' did not sit well with Lion after their visit to the city. Just the sounds of the guns alone were causing Little Feather great discomfort, her heart was beating irrationally and she looked positively pale under her face paint. She had changed clothes since the earlier Beach Olympics having met up with Mercy, she was now wearing appropriate training clothes, a dark brown cropped sports top complete with Indian quillwork which Little Feather herself had added and tight khaki shorts for 'aerodynamic movement' whatever that was supposed to mean. "I wish we could find some of the others..." She murmured to Lion, as much as she appreciated his company it would have been nice to interact with another fellow student or two. So far she'd manage to lose track of Dani who she deemed a friend even after knowing him for such a short while and Alistair had left her to go somewhere with Cyber, not that she minded all that much. [i]I'm sure they will be around here somewhere, the sooner we pick somewhere to train the better![/i] Lion grumbled to her, flicking his tail as he caught a few students giving them strange looks. They'd been here long enough you'd of thought people would of grown used to them by them..."Physical, Magic or Free Practice?" Little Feather asked him, playing with her hair idly. She desperately wanted to start training, since it was allowed she wanted to learn how to protect herself better without having to solely depend on her spirit animals...if she was separated from her flute she was defenceless. Her hand fluttered down to her belt touching the hilt of her fathers hunting knife, the one he had given to her such a long time ago she wondered whether she could be taught how to use it if the worst came to the worse. Then there was magic she harnessed a large amount of magic within her, she would be mad not to want to explore it! Perhaps it would help her reconnect with some of her lost spirit animals? Or help her master her healing abilities or expand them? The possibilities were endless in her eyes. She didn't want to visit the 3rd dojo she may allow herself to be convinced but the idea of it made her stomach twist painfully and caused her palms to become clammy. [i]I don't know! You decide[/i] Lion growled at her, he didn't want to make the decision he was just along for the ride...well at this moment he was just a form of transport for the Lakota woman upon his back. His nose twitched as he caught the scent of another feline. [i]Hmm...interesting[/i] He grumbled as he padded towards the scent without warning Little Feather who almost nose dived off his back, she barely managed to grab his mane and keep herself upright shifting so she was straddling his back properly. "What? Where are we going now?" She asked him grinning as he pulled up next to a familiar looking person. "Hey Garden!" She greeted the other woman, as Lion extended his nose towards the cute kitten held in her arms, his tail swaying behind him. 

[i][u] - Unknown Woman - [/u][/i]
A rather sporty looking woman stood in the corner of the dojo, looking down at the ground, mumbling. 

[b]"One... Two... Three... Step... Roll... Dodge..."[/b] 

She looked up when she heard more movement inside the building and watched as the other teachers moved to greet the students. Her unruly red hair was tied up in a ponytail, softly hitting her shoulders. She wore her standard fighting gear, a tight fitting tank top with a minimalistic leather jacket for defense. She had on loose fitting pants with tennis shoes that were light enough that she couldn't really even tell she was wearing them. On either hip, she had two wooden short swords.

It wasn't that she didn't want to go and welcome the students, she just had the belief that if they wanted to learn from her, they needed to seek her out themselves. So, with that, she walked over to her little center and sat down on her pillow, cross legged. She moved her around a bit and then closed her eyes to meditate, keeping a watch on her surroundings mentally.

[i][u] - Garden - [/u][/i]
Garden turned around to hear a familiar voice. It was Lady Little feather and Lion, she remembered seeing and talking to her after that event at the academy. "Hello there Lady little feather and hello to you too Sir Lion" She curtsied to them while still holding Sunflower, he noticed that Sir lion was every interested with Sunflower. The kitten yawned and meow to the very big lion. [i]" Hewwo thewe... you awe a vewy bwig cwat..." [/i] Sunflower mewed at Lion while Garden talked to lady little feather. "Excuse me for asking but do you know what to do Lady Little feather, I am kind of confused what is happening here... There is this training event right?" Garden asked to here in a calm yet curious voice. She wanted to train a it only because she can't really fight well. Sunflower looked again to Lion and licked his paw. [i] "So vewy big cwat...you lwook wiewd...weiwdy cwat!" Sunflowed meowed and tried to touch Lion nose. "Oh be careful Sunflower!" Garden tried to make sure the little kitten was not being to rambunctious.

[i][u] - Tora - [/u][/i]
Tora growled, tilting his head as if he were asking Crash if the student was talking to him. After a second's worth of silence, the zombie nodded. He groggily lifted an arm, slowly pointing at what appeared to be a... wooden boxing ring.

Even in death, Tora had a dumb sense of humor.

The zombified man gargled, still pointing at the boxing ring, before smashing his other hand's fist on his chest. His teeth were grinding against each other, and his pale eyes seemed to stare down at Crash. Tora's method of training involved direct contact, which meant that anyone training with him would not only have to deal with his inability to speak, but also the possibility of feeling pretty battered. At the same time, however, he provided one of the most hardcore forms of training.

The man stood still, wondering if Yutaka, or [i][b]someone[/b][/i], could translate what he wanted to say.

[i][u] - Yutaka - [/u][/i]
Yutaka took the hat and carefully placed it in a corner of the dojo that he didn’t think they would use. Returning to the young lady (Carmen), he smiled at her question, though once again no one would be able to see it under his gas mask. “Not at all. In fact, I’d be a lot better at teaching you how to use odd weapons instead of hand to hand combat.”
 
Hearing the question directed to both instructors from the red-haired student (Crash), Yutaka tilted his head and answered while nodding, “Of course, that’s why we’re here.” Then he tilted his head over to the other side and made thoughtful humming sort of noise. He glanced at the red-haired student (Crash), the girl that wanted to use her trumpet (Carmen), the purple-haired girl (Kathy), then at Tora. Basically talking to everyone in the dojo he suddenly asked, “By the way, how am I supposed to train you exactly?” For the trumpet girl (Carmen), he thought he should probably start off with some basic theory of how fighting with a weapon was different from being empty handed, but otherwise he literally had nothing really planned out.
 
He watched was Tora growled out an answer to the red-haired student (Crash) and pointed towards a wooden boxing ring in the dojo. “Tora seems to be saying that he’ll teach the students one-on-one in the ring. Possibly some sparring?” He told the student, turning to Tora for verification of his intent.

[i][u] - Kathy - [/u][/i]
“Ah. I probably don’t understand it completely,” Kathy admitted, “But I think I get a vague idea of what you mean. Basically, because the trumpet itself is manifested to use with your abilities you don’t need to worry about damaging it right?” A weapon though… Technically hand-to-hand combat would have probably been the best option for her to learn, but perhaps there would be merit in learning how to handle a weapon as well. She would have to take that into consideration for training.
 
Kathy couldn’t help but smile at Crash’s obvious attempt at pretending to be fine. She finally recognized an opening for some teasing, however, she decided to let him get away with this one. Not really out of mercy for Crash though, and more so because she would be poking fun at him at the expense of the instructor. A slight blush came up to her cheeks as he leaned in to whisper by her ear. “Hook?” She repeated, making a small laugh at Tora’s new nickname. It was interesting that Crash decided to go out of his way to talk to that particular instructor since she had thought that Tora’s strange head twisting was what had made all the blood drain out from Crash’s face. “Alright, have fun.” She gave him a funny look at his last statement, wondering if he was treating her like a small child that didn’t want to be separated.
 
… Kathy did actually like the fact that Crash decided to go out of his way to tell her before suddenly wandering off, but he didn’t need to know that. And neither did Carmen, who was still close by. She looked between the two instructors, wondering who she should go with. Tora was a little intimidating, and Yutaka didn’t even really seem to have anything planned. Thinking that she didn’t really want to go head-to-head with an instructor right off the bat in the confines of a ring, Kathy followed Carmen to see if they could learn a thing or two from the teacher with the gas mask.

[i][u] - Crash - [/u][/i]
Crash didn't notice her blush as he whispered to her though he was glad she found his nickname for the teacher amusing, he was a little nervous about his choice of teacher but he had his reasons he was absolutely positive however this was going to bite him on the ass. He shrugged his shoulders at her as he caught her giving him a funny look he wasn't going to apologize for that. Turning just enough to face both teachers he gave the zombie-ish man his full attention...well [i]most[/i] of his attention. Crash watched the zombie nod before groggily lifting his arm towards an arena not far from them, he was about to say something else when the man started hitting his chest with a fist in a fashion he thought wasn't all to dissimilar to Tarzan, if he would just lift the other hand and make ape like noises it would have been spot on. It made an amused grin spread across his face, with the grinding of the zombies teeth and wide pale eyes accompanied by the zombie beating his chest this could easily be mistaken as a challenge in the animal world...He blinked over at Yutaka as he answered his question nodding his head in appreciation of the confirmation, he raised his eyebrow as Yutaka explained what Tora would do. "Sparring sounds like fun, I'm Crash by the way" He introduced himself to Yutaka and Tora giving them a two finger salute. "I'll go wait over there for you Hoo-Tora" He started just about catching himself before he made the mistake of nicknaming the zombie teacher. He exhaled before moving over to the ring that had been pointed out to him, he had no idea what to expect though once the teacher approached he made the mistake of saying. "Don't hold back on me" Which was an invitation for trouble. (Advanced training 4 or 5 xD You know you want to >.>)

[i][u] - Little Feather & Lion - [/u][/i]
Little Feather tilted her head to the side as Garden did her usual strange dipping movement after greeting them, she wasn't entirely sure why she called her 'Lady Little Feather' either. None of the other students did this...Lion on the other hand was rather enjoying his title he gave Garden an appreciative purr. [i]Greetings, Lady Garden[/i] Though the girl probably couldn't understand him. "Lion said hello as well" Little Feather smiled, sliding off of the beasts back to stand beside him. Lion watched the kitten stretch and yawn before speaking to him, his ears flickered as he chuckled at the kitten's remark before he replied in a rumbling purr. [i]Greetings ...small one. On the contrary you are a very small cat[/i] He flicked his tail, jowels twitching up in mirth. Little Feather smiled at Garden. "Ah well from what I can gather after all the strange happenings around the school, demons showing up buildings being destroyed. The school has decided we need some training" Little Feather explained turning so she was facing the 3 dojos she pointed to the one on the right hand side. "On the right you've got the magic 'dojo'" She put emphasis on the word dojo as she had only recently learnt that word, though she still hadn't a clue what it meant. "In the middle is range training" She shrugged as if she wasn't sure what else to call it. "On the left is physical training" She finished before pointing out another area where a familiar sunglass wearing student was. "I think that area is a free practice area" She smiled, turning back to Garden looking rather proud of herself for remembering it all. "Did you want to go to one of them?" Little Feather couldn't stop herself from following up with that question. Lion lifted the ridge above his eye just barely as the kitten accused him of being a weird cat, he didn't react negatively to being bopped on the nose just tilted his head and nudged the kitten back gently with his nose. [i]On the contrary small one, you're the weird kitty...where exactly did you come from?[/i] Lion purred softly to the kitten, Little Feather looked between the two cats finding their conversation rather...odd for less of a better word. "Don't worry, Lion won't hurt him. He's just being curious...aren't you little fella?" Little Feather murmured reaching over to scratch the kitten behind his ears affectionately, silently wondering whether the kitten would pick up on human speech as Lion did or whether he could only understand cat talk. 

[i][u] - Tora - [/u][/i]
Tora blinked, wondering if his name was actually "Hook," and the life he had been spending was all a lie. Nevertheless, the zombified teacher seemed satisfied when Crash went inside the ring. Though, from what the teacher could tell, Crash wanted some good training. Tora did not know just how strong Crash was, but he felt the need to assist Crash in training by kicking his a-s.

Well, he did not know how to train people well other than the usage of that method, anyway.

The teacher threw his hooks toward the ring, letting them fiercely create two holes on the cornerstands. He then flew up in the air, dragging his body toward the center of the ring, before letting the hooks leave the corners. Spiraling in the air, Tora harshly landed on the ring with his feet, his back facing Crash. He felt quite happy to finally earn the chance to spar with someone!

Tora's head snapped backward- then his torso, which was followed shortly by his legs. The fallen martial artist wanted to put passion into teaching this life-filled student, who... probably... had the chance to utilize whatever potential he had within him. So far, Tora was enjoying this particular student's confidence. Confidence was what let Tora begin physical training as well, after all.

Tora decided to immediately begin "Advanced Training Number Five."

Groaning with his empty eyes directly facing toward Crash, the undead martial artist began to spin both of his hooks. He did so in a fashion he would use for nunchucks, except hooks acted far more differently than nunchucks. Tora came up with how to perform Crash's first lesson under his guidance, but Crash himself needed to at least show that he was willing to train. Tora began to inhumanely twist his body, letting his hooks create a very simple shield that could be broken easily. Getting hit by the hooks would hurt a little, however...

[i][u] - Carmen - [/u][/i]
Carmen looked a little puzzled when the gas mask teacher (Yutaka) responded to her query. "Well...I figured you'd be able to tell me," she said with a shrug. "I typically use this [gesturing with the trumpet] as a long-range weapon. It matches my ability, you see. But as it is unbreakable by conventional means, I want to also explore what it can do as a melee weapon," she explained. "I would be happy to learn empty handed techniques as well though. I just want to train, you know?" she said with a cocking of the head.

Quickly turning to Kathy, she realized her hands were quite full on the conversation front as Kathy asked about her trumpet. She smiled at Kathy's guess. "You've got it," she replied. "It's not a traditional instrument by any means. I'm quite defenseless without it," she admitted.

"...which is why I'd like to train," she said, turning back towards the gas mask teacher. "When can I start?" she asked, a bright smile on her face and eagerness in her eyes.

[i][u] - Unknown Woman (Annie) - [/u][/i]
Annie opened her eyes a peek when she overheard a girl speaking about using a trumpet as a weapon. She closed them again almost immediately after seeing the girl had her trumpet. A trumpet... What an interesting choice of weapon...

[i][u] - Crash - [/u][/i]
Crash had tucked his hands inside his short pockets as he waited for the teacher to enter the training ring, he was rather curious as to how Hook...Tora even was going to train him, he grimaced for a moment thinking back to the 'training' he had endured over the two week break before coming to the island. [i]Training? More like human punch bag[/i] He physically jumped as the two hooks created holes on the cornerstands. [i]HK quote comes to mind here[/i] He swallowed as the teacher flew into the air spiraling towards him before landing with a thud in front of him his back turned towards him, by now he'd dropped back into a defensive stance. The color drained from his face a second time as Tora manipulated his body to face him instead of just turning like a...normal person. [i]OK you can do this...[/i] Crash thought to himself, rolling his shoulders and smiling lightly at the zombieish man. He shifted backwards crimson eyes focused on the man in front of him watching him spin his hooks like...nunchucks?! He bounced back on the balls of his feet watching the teacher for an indication on what he expected him to do. "Do you just want me to attack you?" He questioned the teacher, carefully stepping to his right as if to circled the zombie his eyes seeking out a weakness in his shield. Upon hearing no reply from the teacher the shapeshifter took a deep breath before propelling himself forward jumping into the air deciding to put his new athleticism to use as he twisted forward into a front flip sailing over the top of the hooks and landing behind Tora jutting forward aiming to slam his shoulder into his back though he didn't put a great amount of force into it. He hopped back grinning at Tora as if he thought it was just a simple exercise...

[i][u] - Dani - [/u][/i]
Dani finished rearranging his room to become less of a bedroom, and more of a living room, as ghosts don't actually sleep. He then looked at his clock.
"Oh, nuts! I'm going to be late for training!" he exclaimed, and shot out of the tiny beach hut.

Dani ran along the dirt path that lead to the training grounds, but fell panting to the ground right outside of it. He turned around onto his back and lay there for a while, calming down. He really needed to get back into shape.
Then he realized that he wasn't the only one right outside the training area.
"Hello," Dani huffed up at Garden and Little Feather.

[i][u] - Tora - [/u][/i]
Right when Tora's shoulder was hit, the combat teacher suddenly threw his hooks back towards himself, catching them expertly. The zombified martial artist suddenly lurched toward Crash with swift speed, almost breaking his own neck. With that said, Tora literally sent one of his feet directly towards Crash's face so quickly, he accidentally let go of one of his hooks. The hook caught Crash in midair and, not knowing that he caught the student, Tora spun towards the ground, smashing the ring's interior with his fists. His hooks immediately crashed into the wooden ring as well.

Tora wondered if he did not do it hard enough, so right after the entire attack, the zombie backed away from Crash, finally entering one of his standard martial arts: the [b][i]Dragon[/i][/b].

[i][u] - Yutaka - [/u][/i]
[u]Yutaka[/u] made a thoughtful sound. Looking between the two ladies, he snapped his fingers. [u]“Let’s start off with some theories then.”[/u] Turning to the purple-haired girl (Kathy) he asked, [u]“What about you miss?”[/u] Looking at the instructor [b]Kathy[/b] replied, [b]“I’m interested in hand-to-hand combat.”[/b]
 
He made a thoughtful sound, wondering how he could integrate both their interests. Snapping his fingers, Yutaka exclaimed, [u]“I know! We can do a mock sparring!”[/u] Kathy frowned a little at his words. [i]‘Do all the teachers intend to make us spar?’[/i] She wondered. Noticing her expression, he reassured her, [u]“Don’t worry. I’m not actually going to make the two of you actually exchange blows. Just stand in front of each other for now and you’ll see what I mean.”[/u]

[i][u] - Kathy - [/u][/i]
As instructed, Kathy went to stand in front of Carmen. Yutaka directed them so that they were about 1.5 metres away from each other. [u]“Would the two of you please tell me your names?”[/u] He asked. She nodded and replied, [b]“I’m Kathy, and this is Carmen.”[/b] The instructor smiled and greeted once more, [u]“Nice to meet you both. Now, at this distance who do the two of you think has the advantage and why?” [/u]

Kathy thought about it for a minute. [b]"Carmen would, right? Since she has a weapon, so I think she has a longer reach than me, giving her an advantage."[/b] Yutaka nodded, though he didn't affirm or correct Kathy. [u]"And you miss?"[/u] He asked, turning to Carmen.

[i][u] - Crash - [/u][/i]
Crash had been far too cocky for his own good, he was completely unprepared was the teacher's lightning reactions, he had barely stepped back before Tora's foot connected with his chin sending him flying into the air, regaining his wits he twisted in midair grunting as the hook curled around his shoulder piercing the joint apart from the obvious pain the student was more concerned about the fact if he was in the air he had to come down. He exclaimed loudly gripping the hooks chains as Tora spiraled towards the ground, tugging him down with him, straight into the side of the arena with an almighty crash...which was quite fitting for the red haired shapeshifter. Who hit the wood so hard he winded himself, as the dust cleared from around him Tora was able to see the student remove his hook from his shoulder as he got to his feet already looking like he'd just been dragged through several holly bushes and used as a pillow by an angry cat. "Right...So...you're quite serious about this" Crash spluttered, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the floor as he lifted himself up onto one knee, groaning as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand pulling himself to his feet wincing at the pain that coursed through his gut. "Argh, I'm going to feel that in the morning" He murmured, shaking out his hands before rolling his shoulders, smirking at Tora as a few wisps of purple smoke appeared on his shoulders. 

Whilst the teacher was waiting patiently Crash's form begun to change, mostly noticeable when his hair changed color , growing out to his shoulders and turning a dark blonde in color his facial features became more angular and his body buffed out until an unrecognizable man stood in front of teacher he brushed himself down, a little upset the transformation had ripped his shirt...yet again Tora's attack had ruined it anyway. The cuts and bruises apparent on his torso had already begun to heal, as the man smiled at Tora. "Round 2?" He asked, his voice deeper than normal and carrying a rather distinctive highlander accent as he turned side on to zombieish man falling back into a defensive stance.