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The Warring States Period: Fierce warlords fought for control of Japan, and many would perish. When a warrior falls, where does the passion they once held go? Possibly into something dear such as a favorite weapon or heirloom. These heirlooms have been labeled as “relics”, and those that carry them are labeled as “Scions." Recently more and more of these special relics have been activating, signaling the start of a great change as ancient power meets the modern world!

Now For The Local News, 04/01/2018 The Chinese delegation have now arrived at the city of Edo. They have come to learn more about the state of Japan, the Shogunate, and it's Scions. We will be having a Lunar New Year's celebration, a school dance, and a combat tournament with them!

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 Just Do It, [Yuu & Zhiwei / Open]
Lexos
 Posted: Jun 11 2016, 02:03 AM
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Zhiwei's stay at Edo Bugei had been less linear than he thought it would be. Most of his time had been consumed by getting used classes, teachers, and the student body. Along with that, there was a hefty dose of accumulating to the dorms: more than a month in, and he was still spending mornings with headaches from falling off the Western bed.

Today, he remedied the lack of forward motion by making his way to the track field. Rain had been frequent in Edo lately, but today it had finally decided to let up. The track was dry, and, more importantly, empty- the club wasn't scheduled to meet for another hour, meaning Zhiwei had the field all to himself. As much as he liked to train, one particular upperclassman of his was a near monster. The image of himself, red in the face doing high kicks while the upperclassman’s commands ripped through the open grounds urged him here early.

Resisting the urge to shudder at the thought, Zhiwei positioned himself at the start of the track. The warm up was, hands down, the worst part of running to him. Every time he was forced to make the same, droning clip around the track, his mind would start to wander, or he’d speed up too quickly, without noticing. Sometimes, purposefully. The yelling was more trouble than it was worth.

But by the start of his second lap, the lack of any authority, coupled with the lack of any need to stick to the group regimen, took its toll on the boy's self-restrained. There were no upperclassmen, no rules. Why not ramp up the run, a bit? Besides, it was Saturday. Friday's cleanup team was notoriously lazy, and the storage shed would probably be unlocked. Approaching the storage shed, he found that the students had gone below and beyond- not only was the shed unlocked, but two hurdles stood outside it, leaned haphazardly against the wall like plastic toys.

Slowing to a bouncing trot, he went over to the hurdles, and, still huffing, hefted one up under his arm. After a thought, he hefted the other one under his arm, too. With some difficulty, he jogged back onto the course.
He set the first down, then the other about thirty feet behind, right as the track began to curve. Crossing his arms, Zhiwei stepped back to look at the track. It looked bare, unchallenging. In any real competition, there’d be five times this- never mind he wasn’t trained for real competition.

With that that in mind, Zhiwei went at a full jog back to the store room. He emerged with three more hurdles, placed, perfectly, onto the course. Well, that was the plan. It was hard to balance three aluminum hurdles on one fourteen year old body, so the actual result was a mess of gym supplies midway through the track, with one panting boy bent over them.

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 Posted: Jun 15 2016, 01:25 AM
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Finally, a day that wasn't filled with wet grounds and cloudy thoughts to actually enjoy the brighter side of daytime. Not that Yuu hated the rain, but it would be a lie if the rainy days were starting to annoy him. Chances like these were perfect for a nice stroll around the school grounds; even better when there's only the early bird students wandering about minding their own business.

In fact, his thoughts were freely thinking about what had actually happened back in Adachi Ward. To think, from the day he left his home and saying his farewells to his family and his home, to just suddenly encounter her sister playing and singing about metal at someone's shop to attract people passing by. It wasn't funded, but at least the nearby shops got some sort of boost of purchases after the show was over. Yuu just couldn't place his sister in such a position, a rock star performer. Even though she did try to hide such a passion back at home, though their parents would never admit they did slowly catch on as well, he just couldn't believe his sweet sister would actually go for it.

"Which reminds me... I should check up on her..." Yuu thought loudly, lost in his own thoughts for the moment as he was glad to be able to communicate with his little sister. Although she was able to attend Edo Bugei on her own, he couldn't simply ignore her and treat her as a first-year student. That would be too heartless; not to mention their father would never rest easy knowing his children aren't healthy towards each other.

As he walked along the walkway that led to the track field, he took a momentary glance to spot someone running a lap on their own, with no one else around to watch. It wasn't unusual, since that was the point of rising early before others in the first place. Which reminded Yuu; he also has track training today as well now. It wouldn't actually be a bad idea to also do some running of his own as a warm up.

Though, he did want to spend this time relaxing and enjoy the sun rising. Why exert himself this early in the morning? He pondered a bit more about this, slowing down in his walk, until he heard some noises coming from the field. Stopping completely, Yuu watched as the runner was now heaving up two hurdles on his shoulders. Pretty impressive considering the runner looked pretty young; no doubt a First-Year, Yuu would have to guess.

Once the hurdles were placed the First-Year didn't quite continue with his run, turning back towards the storage to grab three more hurdles, all at the same time. Two, Yuu would've believed, but three? "Kid's gonna die if I don't help him." Yuu reasoned himself before running his way over to the field, stopping in front of the First-Year in order to grab hold of one of the hurdles. "Ok, that's enough weight training for you." He opened up with a joke and a smile, quickly putting down the hurdle before grabbing the other away from the young kid.

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Back in his home, in Shimomutse, if someone had offered to help him carry something, it would more likely than not have been to mock him. Maybe in Edo things worked differently, but being the youngest brother in his household of three boys, Zhiwei had a strong need to not look like, in technical terms, a wuss.

So when he saw a slightly older boy face come up to him and offer to take his stuff, though he knew the best thing would be to be grateful, Zhiwei's first instinct was to bite back. The upperclassman reached to take two of the hurdles. Zhiwei wanted to relent, but the weight of them were making his arms shudder, so, reluctantly, he passed them over. Immediately, the burning started to ebb.

The last hurdle clattered noisily onto the track as he plopped it down. "It's speed training, actually." The young teen snapped back at Yuu’s question. He stepped away and gave the second year a good look- and recognised him. He was a member of the track club, for sure. With the words out of his mouth and the heavy hurdles out of his arms, Zhiwei felt bad for his tone. Samurai school was not like the world back home, and though he couldn’t fall into the role of humble underclassman quite as naturally as some of the other students, he should probably relent a bit for now. To fit in.

"Or, supposed to be." He continued, with less bite. "The storage shed was open, and I thought some of the things laying around would make good obstacles for a run." Zhiwei shrugged apologetically, then looked out over the track field: three tires, and three hurdles, though sort of clumsily thrown together. He moved to push one of them a few metres from the other so it about lined up. The three of them, a few metres from one another. It looked perfect for his solo run.
That was, if it could be a solo run. Zhiwei shot a glance where Yuu had come from, and gave a relieved sigh to see that he hadn’t brough the rest of the team with him. Namely, he was glad he hadn’t brough any of the stricter members. Senior or not, Yuu didn’t come across as someone who would snap at him for not warming up properly. "Yuu?” He asked, looking back at the other student, then, as confirmation: "You're Yuu." Then, he added hurriedly- [b]"-senpai. The second year, right? So… you must be pretty fast.” Something was occurring to him.

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Yuu definitely heard some vice in the First-Year's voice but didn't bother responding, making sure the student was alright before standing still with arms crossed as he heard the kid out on what exactly he was planning to do with so many things lying around. An obstacle course? On his own with no supervision in case things go wrong?

Things like that only happened in books, shows, or movies, but never done realistically. Then again, he did sorta train hard on his own martial practices solo with no supervision, so he can't technically say he was a by-the-book type of person himself. Yuu sighed, finding this troublesome if any of the upper members or their sensei walked in on the kid for trying to do more running outside of the hours of training.

His eyebrow raised though when the kid mentioned him by his given name, before bonking him on the head. "That's "Mokero-senpai" to you, kid." He responded with a smirk. "And yes, I am a Second-Year, and I'd like to think I'm faster than my old man actually." He laughed. "What do I call ya, kid? I've seen you in our club but never really talked to each other. Unless 'kohai-kun' is a better name for ya." He jabbed as his smirk turned into a grin.

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So, Mokero-senpai was cool, except for the whole ‘calling him kid’ part. Zhiwei scowled visibly at that’, giving a glare that could intimidate a small child, if not much else.

It quickly faded away, though. Cheekily, Zhiwei dodged calling him by proper title, instead replying to his question: “My name’s Gao Zhiwei.” He quirked his head up an inch as he said it. If the action seemed automatic, it was because it was- he’d practiced the introduction to himself a few hours before leaving for the prestigious academy, and the slight edge of pride was deliberately worked into it. His surname broadcasted his clan- or rather, his lack of it- and he was determined to take pride in being a former-nobody.

Yuu, he guessed, was from a noble clan- just because everyone in the school seemed to be. The first year didn’t know anything about any Mokero, but he had managed to avoid falling into too much of the political stuff for now- it went right over his head. Edo Bugei was embroiled in politics, and he couldn’t avoid hearing it sometimes. Conversations about clan names and upholding them seemed to be everywhere he looked.

But, all things considered, he was glad that he had come across one of the more relaxed upperclassmen. Zhiwei looked back at the field, narrowing his eyes in thought. If the was a good candidate for a race, it would be this one. But how would he ask? There was always a chance that Mokero would reprimand him for the doing of it, or call one of the other track members, or make him clean it up, or do warm-ups. The best strategy would be to be subtle- use his social finesse and subtlety to navigate the situation and avoid any possible trouble.
“Do you wanna race?”

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The grin never left Yuu's face as he nodded and acknowledged Zhiwei's name, not finding a flaw on how the kid presented himself since he didn't purposefully act like an upper-class buffoon like other students would like to do to divide themselves from "commoners". It was stupid to even think that way, let alone in an elite school where already the students who attend Edo Bugei are already considered upper-class just from passing the entry exam. It's a headache to be sure among those who just want to improve themselves in something that they normally couldn't do in a normal school system.

Gao-kun it is! Yuu cheerfully said as he also looked over to the obstacle course, scratching the back of his own head as he wondered what was the purpose for all of this. Was this to prove a point? Was the kid showing off? Or was this just a bad bet gone wrong and soon Yuu will see some students come over to watch the kid run for his life. Maybe it's just personal training, or someone who's too bored to do anything else and--

"Do you wanna race?"

--just wanted to race. "What?" was all Yuu could automatically say in response before shaking his own head. "I mean, I guess? What's this all for, anyway?" There's gotta be some sort of reason than just plain ol' race against someone who also attends the same club. In fact, if Yuu did agree, won't there be some sort of backlash to this? Maybe they weren't meant to do extra activities unless properly supervised? Ugh, of course he would think about these things now instead of when he first joined the club. Good job brain.

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If Yuu had any reservations about racing, they flew right past Zhiwei’s head. The question mark at the end of his ‘I guess?’, implied by his tone, was ignored in favour the view that his answer was an explicit agreement to race.

He relaxed visibly. “Great! I think we can go around the track once, for practice.” Zhiwei thought he was actually being pretty obliging here, because they clearly didn’t need much practice. Never mind that the hurdles he had placed look like they would fit better on the training track of a very haphazard and moderately lazy professional athlete than a schoolkid's. He quirked his eyebrows at Yuu’s following question, though. Zhiwei stared for a moment, thinking. He hadn’t really analysed his desire to make the track, besides that it would be a good challenge. He wondered briefly if Yuu was expecting training for some event or another big, official reason for the whole thing.

Thoughfully, he looked up at the sky, then back down at the upperclassman and replied, blithely. “Training. And because they didn’t stop me, I guess.”

With that, he whirled back around to face the track/started toward the first hurdle. On the way, he eyed the tires critically. Three didn’t seem like quite enough, but he wasn’t really willing to make another trip to pick up more of them. Still, with the curvature of the tracks, he didn’t think they’d have too many issues in running into each other on the obstacles. “We can start in the lanes here, then get past the tires, then we jump the hurdles.” He traced the progression of the track with his finger as he talked. “First to the finish wins.” After nodding his assurance in the solidity of this plan, he turned back around to face the other. He realised, belatedly, that it wouldn’t hurt to be a bit more respectful. “If you’re up for it, Mokero-senpai.”

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