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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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[Jack returned to his site with a sharpened plane, a saw and two buckets. Needless to say, the pirate's hands were full along with a brown tribble on his hat that purred.]

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?

[Just outside the door of the manor leading outside, Piccolo is lazily sitting on the steps leaning back. There are PILES of dead Tribbles scattered on the ground from where People had been throwing them out of the windows. However they are all roasted.

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.]

[Well, that was ... new? He cocks a brow and watches the Namekian with a bizarre level of interest. Some form of illusion? It couldn't be because there was definitely a noticeable change, not to mention a level of power that sent tremors of ice through his spine. Was this the new challenge he'd have to rise to before he could kill the Premier.

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?

[Shiki blinks and gives the pirate a scrutinising look. A costume? Or was he actually from such a world - granted the idea didn't surprise him anymore.]

No.

[He replies very flatly.]

[Piccolo cocks an eyebrow up at the boy. Did that kid just challenge him? It's been quite a long time since someone had the guts to do that. Piccolo looks him over with a smirk and laughs]

I doubt you would put up any more of a fight against me then these things.

[Shiki's eyes narrow and lets out a tch. A slight snarl growing.]

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.]

[Piccolo chuckled some more, well he supposed playing around a little wouldn't hurt. In a blink of an eye he's disappeared from his spot on the stairs and reappeared behind Shiki. He then effortlessly backhands Shiki into the wall.]

Oh you mean like that?

[Shiki's eyes widen as he chokes upon colliding with the wall. Could it be this being was even stronger than the Premier? He didn't even hear him move, let alone see him.

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.

I'm afraid if I did that, kid, there would be nothing left of the manor, nevermind you. Why don't you give it a try if you're so damn mighty.

[He chuckles and just stands there. Not even in any kind of fighting stance.]

I am not a child. You mistake me for one of those wretched brats that believes they rule this place.

[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.

Compared to me you're just as pathetic as any other human, it doesn't matter what your morals are. And what would that 'weapon of choice' you want to hide behind be? Not that it will make any difference in the end.

[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.]

I don't care about such tedious trivialities as morals. I'll do whatever it takes to become strong enough to kill the monster that dared mock me.
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.

['that old dog'? Well Piccolo did remember Holmes mention something about being cut to ribons. Not that Piccolo was going to get defensive about it. The old man came back, and it was his own fault for dying in the first place.

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?

[Shiki nods and reaches out to take a hold of the weapon. His ~~joy is killed in a fire~~ face 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.

[Piccolo raises an eyebrow when he sees the boys hand go through it. It must have been that justice system thing. Piccolo simply vaporizes the thing.]

Tch, it's a shame you have to rely on such a pathetic little tool to fight. Humans are always so dependent on their little trinkets, you're just like the rest of them.

[Piccolo was irritated to say the least. He was expecting a ~~good old fashioned beatdown~~ fight, and now he couldn't have one. Might as well promised a child ice cream only to turn them down and eat it in front of the kids face]

[Shiki cocks his head and raises a brow.]

I only rely on it in your case. I have no problem with hand to hand combat. I was trained to be more than competant. However when it comes to you, the concept of having a weapon like a blade is because you train yourself to make it an extension of your body - compliment your weaknesses and make up for what you may be inefficient at.

It's not like a gun, there's no skill involved in that in the slightest.

What would you suggest?

Tch, a sword wouldn't have made a bit of difference. I have brought armies to their knees without any help from anyone of anything.

[Ah, he wished an army would assault the manor sometime. He missed the days when he could just enjoy a good massacre.]

If you are weak at something then just train harder it's as simple as that. Of you cannot become stronger then you have no place fighting. So I would suggest you train that frail little body of yours.

In your world maybe.

[A massacre of those on his shit list doesn't sound that bad actually..]

And how would you suggest that. If you hadn't noticed the facilities for honing the skill to kill isn't anything to become excited over.

[~~not possibly because Piccolo blew it up several times over?~~]

Humans and their trinkets. Look out there.

[Piccolo points to the forest]

There's a perfect 'facility' for training. As long as you have all your body part and ample space you can train.

[~~XD Shiki doesn't know this, forgive him for his under estimating. He is a fool who knows no better~~

Shiki shakes his head and frowns.]

It is no good. I need to test my strength against the strongest. Hone my skills against another, not inanimate objects such as trees. You can train until you are blue in the face, it will not change that you will never know your strength until you fight another.

[Piccolo rolls his eyes]

You're nothing but a novice then. I spent myself training in solitude, it's the only way to keep improving if you're already the strongest.

[Piccolo smirks]

You CLEARLY don't even know how to train.

[Jack lifts his nose, studying the other. His mannerisms didn't seem threatening to Jack but there was something definitely different about how he carries himself and he's seen enough cutthroats and fighters to know the difference between a threat and a person that knew how to defend himself. This guy before him did give off that air and Jack smirks.]

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.

[Shiki's brows draw. He trains perfectly fine.]

Pardon my apparent disadvantage due to my species. Unlike you I find training in solitude to be unsatisfactory. I get challenged on a daily basis and if cutting down fools who rely on steroids to make themselves forget how pathetic they really are then so be it.

I may not know by your standards, but then again, it's not you that I am seeking to destroy. Don't let your ego get ahead of you.

[Shiki glanced to the ship and gave a sort of nod.]

What are you planning to do with it? There is nowhere to sail it. Unless you are contemplating using it as a strong hold?

I'm going to live on it. The Manor's nice but not fit for the likes of me.

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