奥村 雪男 || Yukio Okumura (
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[action] fisherman's horizon | training center | library
Scenario A
[Fresh off a mission, Yukio's taking a break on one of the many wharves in Fisherman's Horizon. Seated on a rather battered suitcase, he's got a bag of supplies with a variety of bottles, flasks, and boxes at his feet, while in his lap, Yukio has a belt with a number of pouches and little vials attached--like his own version of a utility belt, really.
From the looks of things, he's restocking something or another, but what, exactly, isn't easily obvious from a distance. Sure, it probably makes more sense for him to do this in his room at the inn, but as all work surfaces are currently occupied by books, luggage, and a few potted plants, he may as well come out and enjoy the ocean breeze while he's at it.]
Scenario B
[Truth be told, Yukio hasn't had much time to work on his marksmanship during his travels. Increasing his medical knowledge had been the goal of his international journey, and while he did have the occasional opportunity to practice, he's rather happy to be back in the training center.
Having provoked a crowd of grats into following him, he stops in a clearing with his handguns held at the ready. When he starts firing, his shots are disturbingly accurate--almost as if he's predicting the locations of the monsters around him, even when they are coming at him from behind. At this rate, it won't take him long to clear out the rest of the grats around him...
Well, it looks like his skills haven't gotten rusty at least.]
Scenario C
[Teaching isn't new to Yukio, but unfortunately, he's coming in and starting right smack dab in the middle of the quarter. He's claimed a table in the library for himself and appears to be in the process of comparing his own notes to that of the previous instructor for the course. Additionally, Yukio has lists of the class rosters and several piles of texts in front of him as well.
He's frowning a bit, but whether that's because he's unhappy with something or just concentrating is hard to tell.]
[Fresh off a mission, Yukio's taking a break on one of the many wharves in Fisherman's Horizon. Seated on a rather battered suitcase, he's got a bag of supplies with a variety of bottles, flasks, and boxes at his feet, while in his lap, Yukio has a belt with a number of pouches and little vials attached--like his own version of a utility belt, really.
From the looks of things, he's restocking something or another, but what, exactly, isn't easily obvious from a distance. Sure, it probably makes more sense for him to do this in his room at the inn, but as all work surfaces are currently occupied by books, luggage, and a few potted plants, he may as well come out and enjoy the ocean breeze while he's at it.]
Scenario B
[Truth be told, Yukio hasn't had much time to work on his marksmanship during his travels. Increasing his medical knowledge had been the goal of his international journey, and while he did have the occasional opportunity to practice, he's rather happy to be back in the training center.
Having provoked a crowd of grats into following him, he stops in a clearing with his handguns held at the ready. When he starts firing, his shots are disturbingly accurate--almost as if he's predicting the locations of the monsters around him, even when they are coming at him from behind. At this rate, it won't take him long to clear out the rest of the grats around him...
Well, it looks like his skills haven't gotten rusty at least.]
Scenario C
[Teaching isn't new to Yukio, but unfortunately, he's coming in and starting right smack dab in the middle of the quarter. He's claimed a table in the library for himself and appears to be in the process of comparing his own notes to that of the previous instructor for the course. Additionally, Yukio has lists of the class rosters and several piles of texts in front of him as well.
He's frowning a bit, but whether that's because he's unhappy with something or just concentrating is hard to tell.]
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Ah... Hi there. [ She's close enough to where she doesn't have to shout, but still far enough to where she isn't shoving her palm in his face if she waves. ]
Are you from Garden?
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I am--I'm an instructor there. [A pause. Well, she doesn't look quite like the natives here, but... just in case, he'll ask anyway.] Are you a Garden resident, too?
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You're really an instructor?
[ He's so young, though! ]
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Promise.
[He reaches inside the coat he's wearing and produces two ID cards, but he just just hands one to Vanille. It's got all his basic info on there, including his SeeD and instructor status listed.]
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Ah... Yook-eye-oh? [ How does she Japanese. ]
But it looks like you really are an instructor! I didn't know you could be one that young... You must be really smart!
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At her compliment, though, he smiles at her--a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks.]
I have teaching experience from my home world, so doing so here shouldn't prove too difficult. That's my hope at least.
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Well, if you have experience, it probably won't, huh? I don't think teaching here is all that different from a normal school... Except you're teaching about magic, and stuff. And weapons! And GFs, and...
And...
... Okay, it's kind of different.
[ butonlyslightly. ]
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It is a very unique school, but more similar to the one I taught at than I originally thought possible, when I arrived. [He looks out at the sea, a nostalgic look creeping onto his face.] But everything is okay so long as we learn new things and enjoy our time here, right?
[He glances back over to Vanille, smiling once more.]
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[ She smiles back. ] Yeah! Of course, you're probably doing less learning and now teaching now, huh? [ Oh, and that other part! ] —you can still enjoy your time, too!
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[And while he's on the topic...]
What would you say is the most interesting thing you've seen or done here thus far, Miss... ?
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Oh, ah— Vanille! I'm Vanille.
And, um... Probably... [ Well, there was a lot, but it was mostly things she couldn't really tell him about. Her brand being scarred over was one. ] Probably Garden! It's really big, huh? And it can move...
[ She laughs. ] But, I guess there's other stuff, too. I've met a lot of interesting people! And... Well, there was the Fire Cavern, too.
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You went after Ifrit? How did that go?
[It's been some time since Yukio stepped foot in there, but he still remembers the awe he'd felt the first time--even if he hadn't gone in to pursue the resident located deep within the cavern.]
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It was tough, but, everyone who went with me really helped out a lot.
[ She'd been in awe, too— at the heat. It was intense! ]
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[He cants his head, curious.]
Did you have fun?
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[ At least then she'd be kind of cool, maybe. ]
Yeah, I did. [ She'd picked a good team, and they'd had fun, even if it was a bit of a trial. It had been fun spending time with them... And also, they totally kicked butt! Which didn't hurt. ]
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[Between his studies upon first arriving here and his travels after becoming a SeeD, Yukio's... admittedly a bit behind on who is who and who is doing what at the Garden. Even if he's been here longer than Vanille, it's likely she has a better idea of what's happening at the school than he does.
Still, he makes an educated guess.]
Is he a... knight of some sort?
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... Even though she's wrong. He's a Templar. ]
That would make him a knight, huh?
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...Possibly? I imagine that it also depends on what sort of sword and armor they use and wear? I believe different cultures have produced different sorts of warriors, even if they may all use swords and wear armor.
[At the very least, he's pretty sure he's not a samurai... Alistair doesn't exactly strike him as a very Japanese name.]
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Whatever he is, he's still pretty strong! He really helped with Ifrit! Hassan and Sazh, too. We were a great team.
[ And Snow slowly drew fire spells. It was sad and also comic relief. ]
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[He smiles at her.]
In any case, it's as you said--he seems to be quite the strong individual, if he's willing to face Ifrit in a suit of armor.
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[ She nods! ] He is! I guess... He's a SeeD, so, he'd need to be, right?
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It would be rather difficult, wouldn't it? Perhaps he goes more for intimidation than stealth.
And yes, as a SeeD, he would have to be. [A pause, and then...] Speaking of being one, what sort of specialization are your pursuing?
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[ Goofy smiles, too. ]
Me? Ah— Para-Magic! It seemed like it would be the easiest thing for me to pick up.
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Magic's a naturally occurring thing in your world? Or do you have something like the system they have here?
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Actually, ah...
[ She leans in a little, to whisper to him, smiling a little sheepishly: ]
I'm a draw point!
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...good job, self. typo in the last comment. |D;;;;
oh, whoops!
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