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Ampoule 06 - [In Person] // Renew your soul, to make you strong
[In Shiki's quest to adapt to his surroundings had been seeking some way to hone his skills without his prized Katana. A present from his commander to prove he was the best. Not that it mattered anyway. If anything the outdoors seemed to be a nice distraction from the ever growing populace of furry pests within the Manor. In some way he enjoyed the change of scenery, even if it was nothing more than an annoyance. Then again - when life gives you lemons you make the best damn lemonade you can with it, which was exactly what he was doing. There must have been some purpose to him being brought here in the grander scheme of things than simply the Author. Teach him to become the best warrior possible with more means than just his katana and wits? He'd see. Until then he took a seat by the lake's shore, giving a confused glance to what looked like a construction site. Little did he know that he was looking right at Jack's attempt to make the Black Pearl.]
The hell..?
The hell..?
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No. I'm not giving you any more. You'll only give yourself the winds and I have no sails to fill it.
[He looked over his shoulder as the tribble chirped again to see Shiki standing on the pier side of his ship.]
Do I know you?
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No.
[He replies very flatly.]
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Uh huh. Well, friend, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow and this hunking hull of pieces parts and what-nots will soon be a ship....as soon as it's together and on the water....floating....like a ship should be.
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What are you planning to do with it? There is nowhere to sail it. Unless you are contemplating using it as a strong hold?
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[He puts down the tools and stretches his back.]
I like freedom. I crave it. Being inside? That's not freedom, mate. That's a gilded cage.
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[He makes a sort of humourless snort and glances back to the manor over his shoulder.]
Guilded cage hmm? I'm sure that's why many of the others stay there. They're used to such boundaries and find a level of comfort from it. It's a nuisance more than anything.
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[Not to mention, Aoko really has him not liking the idea of being inside even more.]
It's getting a bit crowded inside. Do you fence?
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Not really, rapiers are too flimsy. Are you challenging?
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Why else would I say it?
[That is a most definite yes.]
Not many would take up the challenge when I present it. You're...different.
[Jack could tell by the stance that Shiki was definitely one tough opponent. Perhaps the best he'll ever encounter.]
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I don't wish to fall out of shape.
[He glances around and picks up a mouldy tree branch before throwing it aside. He couldn't actually pick up anything that was designed to be a weapon, sadly.]
I'll warn you now, I can't pick up swords.
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That'll do.
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As another load of Tribbles falls from the heavens, Piccolo just lazily zaps them all with some half-assed Ki-blasts. He had to admit these creatures made excellent target practice. He doesn't even bother acknowledging Shiki as he walks out of the manor.]
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Stepping forward he tries to get Piccolo's attention. Albeit lacking a level of subtlety.]
You. How about we test ourselves against something far more satisfying than these wretched vermin?
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I doubt you would put up any more of a fight against me then these things.
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Fool. If I truly am as pathetic as those vermin then why don't you try and land a single shot upon me.
[Deliberately he removes his jacket and turtle neck, throwing them aside. Not a single visible scar was on him that could have been made within the past decade or so. If anything it was an intimidation technique, a warrior with no scars on them would put most off. But then again Piccolo isn't most. Something he's hoping to be proved right on.]
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Oh you mean like that?
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Pushing himself away from the wall he holds his pain inside and does nothing to verbalise it. Just stands there and readies himself for another round. He wouldn't let it end like this. He had to live in order to destroy the Premier, nothing else mattered.]
Give me your best shot.
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[He chuckles and just stands there. Not even in any kind of fighting stance.]
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[Normally when he fought, he'd been described like paper in the wind, against this guy... he most likely wasn't. If he had his katana then he'd be able to strike this creature down, but he didn't.]
I can't. [He sourly admitted.] I lack my weapon of choice.
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[Piccolo crosses his arms and looks down cockily. He figured this kid was just blowing a load of hot air like all humans did before he started fighting, but on the off-chance he was worth some Piccolo wanted to see it. It had been a while since he had a good fight.]
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I fight with a katana, but after I carved up that old dog they saw fit to break it.
[You can see the slight pang of a rising bloodlust. How he would like nothing better than to kill several of the people in this place already. However being the militaristic strategist he was, he began considering his options.]
I don't deny being nothing more than human, but I'm the strongest in my world. Not even Line addicts on 50% stand a chance.
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A katana hm?
[Piccolo materializes a very basic katana. He had a run in with a few humans who used them. Of course the things couldn't even break the skin unless they were special in some way. Before he hands the sword over to Shiki, he holds his free hand out to a vacant part of the forest. He focuses for a moment before forming a blast forms in his hand. When he is satisfied with it, he shoots it... and there's an unnecessarily large explosion where it lands. he then holds the sword out to Shiki]
Still want to have a go at me?
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joy is killed in a fireface falls however when his hand just simply passes right through the object. Grabbing his jacket and shirt he hisses lowly in frustration.]This is ridiculous. Pathetic cowards.
[He turns back to Piccolo, looking as close to apologetic as he ever could.]
I do not wish to fight with you unless I am at my full strength. I am sure you can understand that yourself.
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