Becky/Oshiro Lesson 1

19:46] It was more and more often that he sought to pass on the flickers of his philosophy to others. It seemed that he was intent on making sure that he would have a few successors before he finally passed away in a brilliant blaze of violence. That's why as the gathering of disciples started to gather his lips peeled back into a vicious grin, jutting tusks sparkling in the moonlight as he did so. His hand extended from beneath the cloak before pulling upwards, claws curling inwards as he spoke.

"Power. It is what you all desire, more than anything else I have to give. You wish to follow in the footsteps and become mighty in and of yourselves. For that reason, today I will be explaining to you all how to tap into your soul. One may believe the only way to bring forth their soul's true power is through years of meditation but I discovered a shortcut long, long ago." As he spoke the Tyrant seemed to pause for a moment and as he did so, wretches, those disgusting mutants that survived the fall and seemed to still serve the old monster carried forth into the crowd a bowl, in it was filled with oil.

"Emotions, they are the cornerstone of magic. It is through them that we first touch the infinite possibilities that the weave presents. The easiest emotion to gain is anger, and the easiest way to anger is pain. For that reason, I have a simple exercise for you all. These braziers... They are filled with tar, flammable but it will take effort to ignite it. You both will catch this aflame with your raw spirit. I do not wish to hear a syllable, nor a gesture, only your concentration will be acceptable. You will find that without a casting tool this will be far harder than you are used to." He paused for as if awaiting a question or anything of that nature.

"To prevent you from concentrating to easily and to provide the pain you will need in order to rely on a purely emotional casting." As he spoke he reached into a pocket, pulling out a large jar. Sitting it down in between them he would continue speaking as the reddish mass inside began to twist. "These are the Hanjaju ants, vicious little monsters with bites that are said to burn like flame. I will be releasing them once we begin. May their bites upon your hides aid in the fueling of your rage."

(Nanzo)
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[20:00] Waiting and listening as he explained what is about to happen he was willing he has never felt a real burn before think of how his rage would go as he has never having a real reason to be in a rage he wonder what would fill his mind at that moment he simply looked at Nanzo with the fiery he has in his eye could tell him everything he needed to know



"When do we begin Don't think I'll come this far and run away its not in my nature Hard or easy I will make progress"As he looked at the jar of creature he place down he looked confused at first then Nanzo explain whats going to happen he couldn't help but crack a smile


"I am ready I never felt more ready then I am now "He would sit down in a Meditate pose and waits for Nanzo to begin the trail as this will be the biggest moment of his life




(Oshiro Emiri)
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[20:01] "A short cut you say?!" The woman asked excitedly. Who wouldn't want to take the easy way out or the shortest path? Sure, it was needless and annoying when you consider the loss of having to pass certain phases and levels as well as the development that went alongside it, but grinding in reality outside of a board game or story book setting was annoyingly dull and painful. There wasn't much merit to it she'd feel.

"Now you got my attention again! What's this great shortcut? How strong do you think it'll make us, huh?!" The fox girl's tail wagged excitedly as she'd clench either fist in pure anticipation for the lecture.

When told what the method of this exercise was though, the vulpine stretched before looking to the tar filled dish. Could she do it? Well perhaps. She thought she could before the ants came into play.

"Sounds like a weird exercise, but it could be fun for that very reason. I'm in." The woman smiled before sitting down.
(Becky Stone)
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[20:08] "If you'd ran now, either of you, I would have simply deemed you failures. Now though, I can see that you are willing to make the attempt. That alone is the first steps towards a greater power." The old Tyrant's index claw began to circle around the lid of the pot. He had failed to tell them that the tar they would be focusing on was a special blend and in truth wouldn't be hard to set alight. However, what would be difficult would be concentrating enough to actually cast the spells without aid and while in pain.

Was he setting them up for success in this moment? Why, yes, yes he was. That was what a good teacher did after all. Provide controlled scenarios in which their pupils had the best chance of success. "I imagine it'll increase your connections to your circuitry, how strong depends on whether or not you are able to remember the path to power and repeat it."

He then gripped the top of the Hanju ants lid and began to unscrew it. Before simply tipping it over and allowing the vicious little devils to go crawling over towards Oshiro and Becky respectively. As he did so the old Tyrant paused and smile. "Oh, right, if you are unable to control your power. You will shatter the bowels that are now sitting filled with tar in your laps. I need not explain why flaming tar being cast over your bodies is a bad thing."

With that? Well, he would simply settle his hands within his lap and wait. Watching to see if the duo managed to combine the theory of emotional casting, pain, and restraint all in one go.
(Nanzo)
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[20:22] "My inaction in the battles thus far doesn't come from a place of cowardice," the girl explained with a wide grin rising on her countenance, "Simply put, I just found it more fun to watch as of now. I'm not ready to make my debut on the scene. Not in any major way at least. Besides, I may be needed for a ploy that only a non combatant can do as things are now."

Though with Sir Crimson getting injured, her debut on the battlefield may be coming sooner rather than later. If that were to happen, she'd have to just roll with it. She'd have to win. There was no if and or buts about it.

"My memory is one of my best traits.. Wait, I forgot that it isn't!" The mage joked as she'd settle herself in for the incoming pain.

"Wait we have to burn the tar with fire and uhh not let it explode. OH GOD!"
(Becky Stone)
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[20:28] As he sat there as the creature began to crawl on him and bite him giving him a burning pain and an his skin would itch and burn as he growls and groan from the feels his mind goes blank as his mind fills and spreads with different desires and wishes of power


"What....is...This"He mumble unconscious state and swim through his thought of Finding his other tails or Looking for his family but he could Golden light shine at him as he dashes for it something pushes him in a water like substance as he begins to fight what it looks like to be himself and part of him who wants to him to fail he starts to drown in his own clouded mind as the thoughts of his loneliness and his pain 'rage 'and even his sadness he thinks to himself out loud "Why am I so alone "As bubble flow from his mouth a few at a time"Who would abandon me who would care about a Devil Fox a Demon"


Then he Gares with a Blazing Rage and he said to his Sad alone self "Devil Fox,Demon Dog I will show them all who is the Demon"Ashe Grip the being inside him face and grips it harder and harder until it exploded and released him for his trap As his Face to Nanzo is Nothing but Rage the face of a Demon Fox
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[20:34] Nanzo watched as the Hanju ants began to crawl towards the duo. It was a little entrancing watching the little pyschopathic monsters go to work on others. His first focus was upon Becky, since she seemed to be at one hand the most interested in the whimsical nature of the exercise but also not as challenged as she could be.

The joke? It feel on deaf ears as Nanzo simply stared at her. "Remember that humor as the Hanju get to work. Now, stop talking and prattling. Every second you spend explaining yourself is a second you lose to the Hanju ants." He'd already known about the girls proclivities. Still, she wouldn't have the chance to simply be a spectator for long after the crippling of Sir Crimson, no. Now was the time to embrace the techniques he could teach and improve from them.

"Yes, just have some control or is that beyond a pathetic wretch like you?" The words where spoken with a harsh grin, clearly amused at the sudden shift from non-chalance to panic. Though, his focus shifted towards Oshiro after a few seconds of glaring.

The old tyrant tilted his head as he watched them start to struggle with controlling his own inner demons. It was a sight to behold when the kitsune seemed to become enraged, furious even and that snarling features that where cast Nanzo's way?

Yes, those where the expression of a monstrous personality. The only problem was they'd long since lost their focus and burst the ceramic bowl which held the tar. "Hoho! That's the spirit Oshiro but!" As he spoke he would reach his hand and gripping the now on fire young man atop the head and simply hurtling him into the nearby river.

They had succeeded in catching the bowl on fire but not really on keeping a controlled anger, a narrowed hatred. Well, at-least they'd made a breakthrough in the emotional casting and Oshiro seemed to have the inclination for it.
(Nanzo)
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[20:41] Oshiro Crawls out of the river with Rage on his face still
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[20:41] Oshiro Emiri exclaims, "What the hell!"
[20:42] Nanzo says, "You are welcome. Try not to catch yourself alight when you attempt this exercise again."
[20:42] Oshiro Looks at his hands as he cant really understand who was that person who pushed him
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[20:42] Oshiro Emiri says, "Right.."
[20:43] Nanzo says, "Becareful as you chase memories, the past can never be reclaimed."
[20:44] Oshiro Emiri says, "I saw someone I could only make out a black figure"
[20:44] Oshiro Emiri says, "I could only remember a smell "
[20:44] Oshiro Touches his nose
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[21:00] Let the ants come. Well that's what she'd think if she was a stoic bad ass, but she wasn't really. Far from it in fact as she'd scream very audibly at the coming of insects. Unfortunately for her, the ants could not hear her screeches.

Was something like this beyond her?

No. She had to remain calm. There was a chance for her to win the game as she wanted to. Especially if the catalyst would be her wrath. She was riddled with the stuff beneath the surface. Yes, though she hadn't been wronged in some time she had anger within her still burning.

She had no control of it, and she was more than self aware of it, but something needed to be tried. She could just not play and get bitten by the ants, but that was a boring outcome. There was no fun, risk, or reward to it.

Therefore she had to try. Purple light sparked in the tar as the woman thought about her own past. How the boy she crushed on for years started dating another girlinstead of her. How she felt that neither of them deserved their found happiness.

Just like she set his house on fire, she'd light the tar a bright in an explosion of flames. "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" the girl exclaimed before stop, dropping, and rolling. She'd burn and smash a bunch of ants in the process though a ton bit her before and after her rolling, "OW OW OW!! IT'S HOT AND BURNS!!!" Poor girl.
(Becky Stone)
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[21:02] Oshiro Would look Impressed at her as he thinks what did he look like in this moment
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[21:05] Nanzo reached out quickly and gripped the flaming Kitsune by the back of their nape. Yanking the woman up from the group and simply hurtling them into the river juast s he had done for Oshiro. His smile was pretty wide at that point because they had both succeeded in their own right.

One just screemed a lot more than the other. He could work with that in time but for now he simply gazed at the river and awaited for them to crawl their way back out of the muck. "Well, it seems you both did well on the first half. Less well on the second."

He would simply wait until they both crawled out of the muck in their own rights. Tilted his head as he looked upon the duo. "So, think about what you just did. Know that if you allow your emotions to become to wild you will destroy everything around you and yourself but with practice you can channel that rage upon a target."

He waved a hand dismissively after speaking those words. "Still, you both lack that discipline. We will work on that aspect."
(Nanzo)
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[21:13] "*glub glub.. glub glub glub glub glub.*" Becky self monologued to herself as she'd sink to the bottom of the water. If it were to be translated it'd be something along the lines of, 'I still haven't got my head right.' A flaw of the Stone's that even the Dullahan seemed to notice was that she wasn't as detached as she made herself out to be, nor was she as playful either. She was prone to fear and anger the same as anyone else. She just faced it head on because it was entertaining. She did it all for the fun and thrill of it all.

The kitsune lost herself in her wrath and anger and needed to work on her composure and focusing said anger on a singular goal or target. If she could do that then her power would go to greater use. She knew that, but it wasn't something she could just make happen. Her mind and body were out of synch.

After fishing herself out of the water, the poor girl would cough out all of the water inside of her she could onto the floor. Her body shaking like a wet dog as the elder would lecture them once more about how she should be using her power.

"How does one keep a clear mind when the only thoughts in your head is how much you want someone to suffer until their final breath? How much you want to destroy whatever's left or connected to them? I don't think it's nearly as easy as you make it sound."
(Becky Stone)
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[21:15] Watching the girl fly into the water he smiles as gazed at Nanzo again
"Discipline?"Looking confused as he couldn't help but feel a weird feeling come over him as he heard that word "What does that mean"asked Nanzo never hearing that word before and he grabbed his chest where he heart is and has a flash of the wicked women like figure with purple eyes and a evil grin he could help but get angery at the thought
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[21:21] Those triplex of orbs seemed to widen slightly as if in surprise. "Easy? No, I never meant for it to sound easy. Nothing is more difficult than narrowing your emotions into a weapon. I spent years in a mindless rage that shook the world. It was only as I grew older that I learned to harness that rage for a purpose."

He paused for a moment, seeming to think it over a bit more. His gaze shifted to Oshiro and an answer was offered. "It means learning to control yourself or to be controlled." There was a second while he noticed the boys emotional state. They both seemed to struggle with their own disparate problems.

"You both have your shortcomings in regards to this magical casting. Oshiro yours is the simplest, you've a rage that burns far to brightly beneath the surface and lack the dicispline to control it. Go now and begin to control your life. Each action, I want you to consider what it does for you, for your strength."

His focus shifted to Becky. "As for you, you're trying to pretend as if the fire in your heart isn't one of envy, hatred, and raw anger. You wish for fun but you magic reeks of the dark emotions. Those are the most powerful but you lack the experience in feeling those exact same emotions. You must sort through them, experience each in turn. Then you will be able to narrow them more freely, to focus on them."
(Nanzo)
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