Class: Bloodless Killing (Fortitude)

[nonsuspiciousperson]

Characters: Nanashi and Fortitude students!
Format: Class log! Prose, action, tag Nanashi, tag each other, anything goes!
This log is: Open!
Location: A classroom in fortitude
Summary: Nanashi is meant to be teaching bloodless killing, he's not too impressed but class sort of happens
Warnings: If they actually get round to any actual teaching, descriptions of violence? Talk about killing also.

Nanashi was only here in his classroom because he figured doing what he was told to and teaching was the least he could do for the free food, shelter and relative safety they had offered him. Being kidnapped, since from hearing the others talking this is what he guessed had happened, and brought to a school where he was expected to battle, was an interesting version of safety.

But compared to the last few years it was. At least it would have been if Kotarou wasn't lay in the infirmary unconscious showing no signs of waking any time soon. No one knew what had happened to the kid, he had just dropped, along with others, from two schools. Nanashi sighed slightly in frustration.

The class was starting, Nanashi had pushed all the furniture up to the walls to create a practice space, he had absolutely no idea what he was doing. The idea that he was to teach these kids to kill was disturbing for him, to kill without bullets, without blades; something he had become good at since binding his gun.

That thought gave him a headache though so he looked up at the gathered class.

"How many of you have killed before?"

He might as well get a feel for his students first.

Comments

[unbridledfangs]

[Hand raise from the back of the classroom.




Yep. Hi, we are completely shameless.]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Nanashi raised an eyebrow, well at least people were being honest. He walked over to the boy at the back first.] In a fight?

[unbridledfangs]

If you would call their struggles fighting, yes.

[bloodandfire]

[and this pretty little girl raises her hand as well.]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[He had thought his own case, a killer at a young age, to be quite rare. Someone who had slipped through the cracks of society though his head hurt when he tried to think of why.] And would you do it again?

[bloodandfire]

If the need arose then yes, I would. Back where I am from I have people who would do that for me, but if I were in a situation where only I could do it, I would.

[grand_guignol]

[Even the most human-like of youkai is still a youkai. Killing humans is hardly above her. She'll delicately raise a hand.]

[floweringknight]

[Just. This face.

The big, un-remembering hypocrite.]

[grand_guignol]

...I'm a youkai. It goes with the territory, though I try not to more than is absolutely required.

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Nanashi is no longer surprised, it makes sense actually that this place would bring those who were no strangers to killing.] Is it something you did often?

[healinghero]

[A quick shake of the head, No, from this one.]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Well, there had to be one in the class. Nanashi approached them and nodded.] Is it something you are against learning?

[healinghero]

[She frowned deeply. This was something she was not used to one bit.]

I don't want to hurt people or Pokemon.

[traces]

[ Dahlia gasps. How crude a question to ask. How can a class like this be allowed at such a prestigious school??? ]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Nanashi approaches her] If the subject is offensive you are free to leave. [He sounded bored, he was just going to mark everyone on his list as present anyways so it didn't matter if she walked out.]

[traces]

I... I will, then!

[ And she gathers up her belongings and flounces on out. ]

[greenspaces]

[ Hesitation, then she raises her hand. Indirectly killing your Grandpa counts as killing, right? She's seen it in the clouds, so it must be true. ]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[He nods at her as well. She seemed young, but this place seemed to have a high concentration of killers.] Are you skilled at killing?

[knightime]

[Dave raised his hand without hesitation. Had he killed a person before? No, but that wasn't what the other asked. All those monsters and creatures? Yes, he took them down without hesitation.

To play a fucked up game, you had to do some fucked up shit apparently.]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Another teenaged killer, Nanashi isn't even surprised any more, he had seen this one fight.] Have you killed without weapons before?

[greenspaces]

[ She looks at him. ]

Did you kill somebody...?

[pencilpremonition]

I've seen a dead body, but I didn't do it.

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Well that... was a start he supposed.] Do you wish to learn?

[veepofchess]

[He considers a moment, and then halfheartedly raises his hand. This guy was interesting, asking something like that right off the bat.]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Another one. Nanashi raised his eyebrow, this one didn't look like he'd be much use in a fight.] How did you go about it?