rakuen | Mission 2: Training Day

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Location: In any of the common rooms in the dorms.
Summary: Montblanc wants to put up a letter on the cork noticeboards in each of the dorms, but he is way too short! Someone help him out.

If Montblanc had learned anything in his time at Utopia Academy, it was that this world was not made to cater to the vertically challenged. He was used to it. Moogles were the smallest race in Ivalice, so it was only natural that they'd became very inventive when it came to upward movement. He was a pro at scrambling over obstacles that looked insurmountable at a glance.

But even he couldn't climb up a perfectly smooth wall. Why were those dumb boards so high up, anyway? He had something to post, something that he hoped would both help him get to know the people here and help them in the battles to come, but until he figured out the mysteries of the internet, this was the only way to get word of his plan out.

Maybe he should try moving the inconveniently hefty furniture around. He made one final attempt at jumping high enough grab a pin from the board, his wings fluttering uselessly. So close...! But no luck once again. "Oh, kupo!"

That was probably an expletive.

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"Kupo, you got it!" Montblanc held up the notice for her to see. "What do you think? Not a bad idea, right, kupo?"

She looked down and read the piece of paper. "Oh, yes, that is a good idea. Something like that would be helpful." She looked at the board, and then back at Montblanc. "Um, are you having trouble reaching the board? Do you want me to post it for you?"

Montblanc's smile spread and he nodded. "That would be great, kupo! Could you put it low enough for me to read later? I'll need to check who's interested later."

"Sure." She took the paper, then looked at the board and thought for a moment, then pinned the notice in nice low spot that hopefully still left enough room for people to sign their names. "Is that okay?"

He looked at her work with approval. "Couldn't be better. Can I expect to see you there, kupo?"

No pressure or anything.

Good thing she'd already been thinking about it, huh. "Probably. I did practice with someone before, but I'm still not very good, so it would be helpful..."

And, well, because she had been wondering about it since she read the notice. "Do you do a lot of fighting in your world, Montblanc-san?" It seemed like he did, but it hadn't really occurred to her to think about it before -- surely it would be harder for him to fight regular human-sized people? Or maybe it was helpful, because they wouldn't be used to it either...?

"Of course! I am a Clan leader, after all." He belatedly realized that she probably had no idea what that meant. Her world was sure different from Ivalice! "Kupo! I'm sorry, I forgot! Where I'm from, there are groups called Clans who take jobs that civilians can't handle. We fight a lot of monsters, criminals, and sometimes other clans if we want to expand our turf or if they're causing trouble. My Clan Nutsy has control of nearly half the country, kupo!"

He smiled proudly. Gang warfare sure is great!

"Oh, I see." His world was definitely different from hers, if it needed to have such big groups for things like that. But that did mean he had a lot of experience, then. "So then you must be good at it, if you're the leader."

"I'm not our strongest fighter, kupo, or a powerful mage, but I do my part when it comes to battles," he said honestly. 'His part' meant mostly stealing the enemy's gear, or causing problems for them from a safe distance using his Juggler training. Yuka was right: most moogles would have trouble fighting a human hand-to-hand, but they had their own ways of dealing with it.

He allowed himself to boast a little. "Kupo! But there's more to leading a clan than brute strength. I handle everything from recruiting members to choosing missions. There's a lot riding on my judgment! There are plenty of people who can fight, but not everyone has my instincts and experience!"

He frowned slightly when a different thought struck him. "I hope they're doing alright without me."

Yuka nodded agreeably; doing your part was just fine, everyone couldn't be amazing at everything, after all. She certainly wasn't very amazing at anything. And it was important to have someone in charge of things, too, especially with a group as large as what he'd been describing. "That's good that you can do that, then."

"...Well, you would have an assistant leader for a group that big, wouldn't you? So they can handle it while you're gone, right?"

Mission 2: Training Day

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