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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..?

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[Shiki smirks and nods as he doesn't seem to take his eyes off the other, studying his stance, expression - everything. You truly got to know a person when you clashed with them, found out what they were like from each exchange.]

Then you'd best prepare yourself to do so hadn't you?

I have otherwise I wouldn't have made the wager, mate.

[Jack grinned. He knew that he could lose this match only because of what he's heard about the bout between him and Sherlock. Sherlock's mistake was sparring with a killer to begin with. Jack's is simply not knowing abut the style. He'll learn quick enough but not enough to save him from a bit of servitude.]

Ladies first.

[He makes a 'tch' and lunges forward in a spinning motion, fast, and aggressive. Most of the Line addicts he cut down in Toshima never saw their deaths coming. But just to make a point, Shiki was holding back - no point in making this end sooner than it needed to. Pushing his broom against the other's, locked together not making any effort to simply get up close and personal.]

You were saying, pirate?

[Jack's eyes widened at the blinding speed and did his best to keep up. He matched the movements the best he could and nods his head with a calming look, now relaxing himself from the sudden change.]

Good move.

[He pushed off, jumping onto the log behind him and grinning. After a very brief moment of recomposing himself and regrouping a new strategy, he needed to be equally as fast. Without a change in his expression, he lunged forward, what appears to be a high lunge only to switch it low for a tripping move.]

[He was unprepared for it, but he at least knew of a way to recover. Forcing himself to fall backwards, his arms shot out to catch him, flipping him back upright. Readily after, with seemingly no effort on his part to lash out with another aggressive slash.]

You have a good technique, but still, not the best.

Ah.

[Jack nimbly turns and to dodge the slash, his grin spread from ear to ear but not without being winged by the broomstick.]

Crossing blades...or sticks as it were, with a pirate is no easy task. Nice footwork.

[He's on the defensive now which is position that Jack was best at.]

[Shiki just chuckles at the compliment and carries on his offensive, seemingly wildly swinging the stick as hard as he could to tip him over, but each motion had a higher purpose. Waiting until just the right moment he'd close in and land an uppercut straight to the diaphragm to wind him and then take the opportunity to get him to the floor.]

Thank you. But I feel it right to warn you - I'm not known as the 'Flawless King' Il-Re for nothing. You can always give up if you wish to avoid the humiliation of losing?

[Though he's totally not going to mention how he got bitch slapped into a wall by Piccolo like he were nothing. 8|a]

[Those wild swings made Jack wonder just how much the other knew but it was an effective tactic that he's used before. As his stick moves up, it left his chest wide open. A fatal flaw in any case.]

[Taking the opening he lunged forwards, face millimeters from the other's as he gave a short sharp jab to the diaphragm, grinning wildly as he did so. The rush of knowing he was to win this round. Once he felt the fist make solid contact he took a step back, aiming a high kick for the underside of his chin.]

Oof!

[The kick forced him back and falls off the log with a graceless thud. The wind was knocked right out of him and rolls to the side to cough. It was weak at first but he managed to shake it off and slowly rose to his feet. Yep, fighting dirty was on his opponent's plate too which made him grin.]

Very good. Now I know I've got to be sharp around you.

[He's still in the kneeling position, catching his breath and steadying himself from the dizzying attack.]

[Shiki just stood there, waiting for him to get to his feet. He'd offer him his hand, but somehow he had an inkling feeling that it wouldn't go as planned and would wind up on the floor as well.]

Do whatever you must to win. Whenever you are ready, Jack.

[He wasn't about to attack him when he was down, in a friendly sparring match.]

[Jack rose to his feet. It was a gesture on his part that he wasn't about to go down so easily. After a moment, he was ready and nods.]

Yep. I'm good.

[There's that grin again and this time, he steps to the side slowly and takes the offensive with a series of thrusts, sweeps and passes from his sword arm.]

[Well at least this wouldn't get boring quickly. So many from his own world had lost that defiant smirk, that will to keep on fighting to live. They were either waiting for it or trying to escape, rarely fighting.]

Very well--

[Shiki was interrupted and put his sword up between the two of them, gritting his teeth as he was forced to take the defensive, observing his attacks, looking for an opening or a weak point in his strategy. One handed sword usage, hand free should it be needed, alternatively for balance..]

[Jack steps back from the attack, his foot finding something that could be used in an attack which he hides it with a grin and a few words.]

Last time, you beat me with a thrust to the gut. A good move to be sure. But ol' Jack has a few tricks himself.

[With a quick kick, he tosses up with his foot a distraction which was nothing more than a small sandbag that he used to hold the tarp in place while he was drying and curing the wood for the ship.]

[Shiki slices the sandbag with lightning reflexes, only as he's left himself wide open does he realise that he's fallen for a trap.]

You--

[Bracing himself for whatever attack might be thrown his way, he tried to take a step back, crossing his arms across his chest, forearms ready to take the blow.]

[Jack comes in low with a tripping move, spinning to one side to clip the back of Shiki's knees. His smile was still present which meant only one thing. Complete relaxation and going with a flow that only he could understand. His movements were hardly chaotic. They were fluid and with a drunken grace that was all Jack.]

Yep, I'm a you as you are a you yourself, mate.

[That smile never left.]

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