Grim Training [Training Thread]

[Deion Ryder]

He stretched his body out. Pulling his arms back as far as he could, and reaching out as far as he could forward. He reached down, rotated his upper body to the right, then the left. He shook his body and smiled. Everything was certainly a lot brighter since things changed, and Deion needed to get accustomed to moving around with his new body. After all, it was a lot different than his younger body. I still don't know how this happened, but I'm sure I can figure something out eventually, he thought as he looked at his hands as they began to coat themselves in a greyish magic. "Hehehe, lets try out some of my ranged magic.", he said as he put his glasses up, negating his nearsightedness. He looked off towards several targets he had set up. The size varied between each target, some about the size of a hand, others the size of different people and some the size of a finger.

His outstretched hand, palm open faced a target the shape of hand. This shall be interesting. I wonder if I can still refine the shots, he thought, changing his hand so that only a finger was left pointing at the target. The magic refined itself to the point of his finger, the greyish coating slowly emerging from the tip. It released the compressed magic in the form of of a needle. It was small and thin, launching itself out of his finger and straight for the target. It penetrated through the target quickly, since of course it was not organic and could cause no visible damage. "Looks like I can still refine the magic properly, but I need to see if I can keep it unrefined as well.", he said to himself as he moved into position and faced down another target.

[Deion Ryder]

Deion blinked as he looked to his next target. He had performed a refined shot before, but now he needed to assure himself that he could perform an unrefined shot. He knew the risks to those moves. You don't play around with shots like that, he thought as he looked to his other hand and outstretched it, aiming towards one of the targets about human size. He knew there wouldn't be any physical damage caused since, these were not organic target. Which was fine for now since he was only looking to practice refinement of shots in his new body. He felt the magic gather in his palm, and instead of taking on a smaller appearance it shaped up as a large spherical shape. Deion released the shot towards the target and watched it progress.

It moved slowly. A trade-off of course, unrefined shots are stronger but lack speed and accuracy due to their size. They also typically have a charge time, but in this case its only a minor shot and there's little magic being focused into it, he thought. The shot slowly came up on the target, though Deion knew it would take some time. As it came into contact the shot had expanded in size and swerved slightly to the left. "As I suspected, the shot veered to the left. I can still use unrefined shots... Though the truth of the matter is that I prefer refined shots.", he said to himself as he moved closer to the targets to practice other magics. Next, I'll try using some of the basic charges to make sure I can move around properly. Without my weapon I can't possibly practice those charges, but there are alternatives that I can practice, he thought as he gathered magic into his hands again.

[Deion Ryder]

These will be the basic charges. Typically Grim Reaper Mages employ their magic like this, but over the years developed other tools and techniques to enhance their abilities further. They were never the sort to leave anything to chance when they carried out their missions, Deion thought as he looked down at his hands, covered in the greyish glow of magic coating. He quickly directed his eyes towards on of the targets he had set up for himself. Normally this was the main method of combat for them until they learned to focus and refine their magic into shots and people started wearing armor. Direct contact can deliver the hardest blows to the target's internals, he mused as he dashed towards the targets, his arms at the ready.

His outstretched arm, open-palm hand made contact with the target and sent the charge into it. Though Deion couldn't see the effects, he could certainly describe what a human or organic being would feel. It would cause immense pain if a vital was struck. Blood vessels could be cut from a more refined strike. A more blunt strike could cause them to have trouble breathing or even puncture a lung. It's amazing how much force Grim Reaper Mages could exert on the body. It's no surprise that they're hated. This magic will certainly assist my research by tenfold if I can work out ways to keep it in the system, he thought as he discharged the other charge on his hand, turning and facing the sky.

[Deion Ryder]

He began to laugh as he charged another shot. Yes, this will certainly be a wondrous tool to advance my research. Too bad I have to find meaningful subjects to perform this research on of course. Though, there certainly isn't any shortage of fools around at any given time, he thought as he released another shot at a target, watching it pass through and dissipate after covering a bit of distance. "Though, perhaps I should be careful about who I choose to research and experiment on, can't be bothered to run into someone who will cause me unwanted grief and attention from the Magic Council or any guilds.", he added as he began to charge up a more unrefined shot, gathering the magic in his open hand. He held it there for a moment. All in due time, I wouldn't want to be taken out before things have even begun to go forward in the world, he thought as he released it towards another target, watching it make contact and disappear into thin air, without so much of a trace.

His green eyes darted back and forth from target to target, and back to his hands. Magnificent, I shall be sure to show caution in displaying this magic to others. There's little sense in them realizing how I'm attacking with magic. I'll have to borrow their weapon techniques and make it look like something else, he thought as he wiped his forehead of sweat. He walked to the other targets he had set up, knocking them over with simple, light pushes. He exerted little effort or pressure against them as each one fell to the ground. I'm finished here, it's time to move on now that I've learned what I wanted to about my new body being able to use this magic. I must say, I'm glad for this turn of events. I'll have to thank him if I see him again, he thought as he left the secluded forest area he chose to train in. All that would remain from his visit are the targets, which sustained no damage.