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

[floweringknight]

It's a bit like something out of a fairy tale. More than a bit, actually. I mean, not that I don't believe you, it's just so... fantastic.

Haha... yes, the uniforms and being in school does lend something to it. Did you ever go to a school like this in Gensokyo?

[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?

[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?

[pencilpremonition]

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

[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?

[nonsuspiciousperson]

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

[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.]

[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?

[nonsuspiciousperson]

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

[nonsuspiciousperson]

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

[healinghero]

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

I don't want to hurt people or Pokemon.

[pencilpremonition]

It sounds pretty useful, yeah.

[traces]

I... I will, then!

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

[greenspaces]

Not really. [ She shakes her head. ] I can shoot things, though. I have really good aim.

[greenspaces]

[ She looks at him. ]

Did you kill somebody...?

[knightime]

[He shook his head in response. Sure, he's gotten into fist fights, but that didn't end up in death obviously.]

[knightime]

[He pursed his lips lightly.]

if imps and monsters
count as somebody
then yeah
killed those motherfuckers
like the heartless swordsman i am
i guess
...
i have though
inadvertently

[It still eats at him. And he knows it can be pretty irrational, but those lives were still on his hand. maybe he answered Nanashi wrong. That could have counted as killing without weapons.]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[He nodded at her, sympathetic enough. He had so much blood on his hands yet he did not believe others should also, especially not those as young as this girl.] What if they hurt you first? Or those you care about?

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Well that was good, he wasn't going to teach anyone who didn't want to learn.]

Can you fight?

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Nanashi just watches her, he doesn't really care.]

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[That was a start, a good one. But sometimes you didn't have a gun, or couldn't shoot it.] Can you think of other ways to kill someone with a gun?

[nonsuspiciousperson]

[Nanashi nodded] That is what you will learn in this class

[pencilpremonition]

Nope.

[healinghero]

[That frown was not leaveing her face anytime soon but what he says does make her think. She puts her hand on her right arm for a moment.

Hurting others just leads to more pain.

[unbridledfangs]

If you would call their struggles fighting, yes.