10 Star Ball || Piccolo

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo was sitting on the front steps looking very, very bored. He had been waiting for two weeks to get outside, but now that he was he found himself with nothing to do. His little roommate had returned to her rightful room and now Piccolo didn't have anyone to show off the fruits of his training to, making training feel a little pointless. And he didn't do quite a lot in his free time other than training.

Piccolo's room was no longer a source of entertainment without Elphie. Of course Piccolo wasn't too keen on going back to his room anyway. It seemed that someone had tied the now lifeless rice cooker to his doorknob by the cored.]

Comments

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

I've been training. I would like to keep my arms from getting blown apart in the future... What have you been up to?

[He materializes another glass for himself. Inwardly smirking at the human's expression when he did so. Clearly he doesn't remember Piccolo doing the same thing on their first encounter. Not that Piccolo expected him to. He was miles away in the head when Piccolo found him]

[youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com]

[Holmes shrugs]

Not a lot..met a rather interesting ghost..died quite horribly..that was an experience..

[He pulls a face at the memory, but shakes it off]

All in all, nothing really very good for conversation

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Died horribly? Ah. I hear that one. Kid ran a hole through my chest a few years back. What happened to you?

[Piccolo is only mildly surprised to hear that the human claims to have died and come back. He's heard of weirder thingslike him being social.]

[youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com]

[He winces a little at the memory]

I believe I was cut into pieces with a Katana of some description

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Ah that sounds rough. Well Glad you're back and not cut up into ribbons.

[Ah Piccolo you have such an eloquent way with words]