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Who Piccolo

namekian and YOU
Where Out and about
When 7/18, afternoon
Warning None
Summary Piccolo tries to escape the confinement of the MAC, and is running errands for his new living situation.
Format whatev

All efforts were still unsuccessful. He had been in this City for a while now. Since meditation was a good escape from his surroundings, the fact was he was still in a confined space became the harsh reality he was faced with every time he opened his eyes. The contact between nature and spirit was really starting to fade, thanks to thin apartment walls, neutrally colored carpeting, and the noise from the street. There was a vast difference between birds chirping and the wind gently passing through the leaves of a tree and loud traffic and gunshots outside.

How were people even able to think here?

He didn't wear civilian clothes often, but he was tired of the attention his eccentric cape drew. It was a quick errand, not a fight nor training. He didn't need his cape. The turban though? That was staying. Until he could find something else to cover the antennae. Not that the green skin and freakish tallness wasn't enough to make someone look twice.

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Kenzi smiled and let out a short laugh. "I grew up with the noises so I'm used to it. Suppose that's why I'd find it soothing. Although all the noise isn't helpful when you're trying to think."

She nodded slowly before throwing her hands back behind her head. "I guess if you are giving into that whole hero bidness you'd have to stick close by." She dropped her arms and shoved her hands into her jacket pocket with a shrug before she turned back to him.

"So what're you doing out and about? Shopping? Sight seeing? Looking for crimes to stop?"

"I guess you can say I'm trying to give this environment a real chance. I've been here long enough to realize I haven't really put in my best effort, so I'm trying to see what it has to offer ." At this point he let out a scoff. "I'm not really sure where to start."

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Kenzi hummed thoughtfully as she pressed her lips together. "Weeeeell...there's always just walking around. Or people watching in places like a park. Or going to try some new food."

"People watching? You actually do that?" While he sounded surprised, it made sense. Humans were so strange that even their own kind observes them. "I don't eat, and I've done enough walking... I suppose it seems like the best option." Seeing as how he had no idea what 'people watching' even looked like he nodded to her. "Want to show me how it's done?" He figured he'd return the favor by showing her some sights around time.

She gave a short laugh as she nodded. "Of course we do. People do some of the weirdest shit when they think no one is looking." She gave him a curious look when he said he didn't eat but didn't bother questioning it. He's an alien and he's green. He's probably like a plant or something.

Kenzi pretended to check her watch, which she wasn't even wearing one, then gave a shrug. "I don't see why not. I think the park would be a good place to start...uh..." She trailed off and looked around. "Not entirely sure where the nearest park is."

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Piccolo nodded to her. "That I can help with." He walked ahead. He knew the park pretty well. It was the closest thing to nature in this place.

Kenzi followed after him in silence for a little bit before she finally spoke up. "So how long have you been here?"

"Nearing two months." He replied and shook his head slowly, as if he couldn't believe it.

She frowned and stuffed her hands in her jacket pockets. "Suppose that isn't near as long as some people here but still..." She trailed off and looked around at their surroundings as they walked.

After a few silent moments she spoke up again. "Do you feel homesick?"

He glanced at her for a brief moment as they walked before looking back at the trail ahead. It was a bit personal, wasn't it? After a long pause, he finally responded. "No."

It was the small things that he missed. Most of all, he missed being comfortable. The rest were replaceable- like training grounds and lookouts. He lived a life of solitude, so being alone wasn't a problem to him. Gohan was really the only person worth missing. While the kid was like a son to him it wasn't like he saw him every day. He was bound to see less of him anyway. He had destroyed Cell, and with no other foreseeable threat to Earth, ChiChi was sure to throw the kid back into school.

Kenzi gave a small grunt in response to his no. "Not sure if that makes you lucky or not." she muttered as she kicked a rock. She watched it skitter along the sidewalk until it hit a wall.

He wasn't sure either. He wasn't emotionless. But this wasn't permanent, and he knew this. Feeling that it was the wrong thing to say to her, he cleared his throat, looking off. "The important thing to realize is that this situation we're in isn't going to last forever."

"True. But when I go back it might be to die. And I don't know about where you come from but where I come from death is very permanent." With the exception of body snatching Fae that liked to run around in the bodies of the recently dead. And technically speaking that wasn't even being alive again. That was just someone using your skin for their fun.

So not only did she miss her friends from back home but she was worried that she had died. Or was about to die. Fun stuff.

She didn't mope for long as the park came into view. Some good ol' people watching should taken her mind off stuff for the time being.

And of course, the fact she mentioned it brought interest to the large Namekian. He'd have to remember to ask her about that... ask more about her for that matter. How was it that she was so injured before arriving?

He nodded towards the park and looked back at her. "Alright, now this is your story. Honestly, this just sounds ridiculous."

Kenzi straightened her posture and looked around the park. There were a few people around, unfortunately she wasn't seeing anything interesting right off the bat. After a few more moments she turned back to Piccolo with a lopsided smile. "Well, people watching can be pretty hit or miss. Typically you end up parking your rear on a bench or other suitable surface to sit on and just watch. Sometimes you'll get lucky and someone that looks interesting or weird happens by. Or maybe a mime shows up and draws a crowd. Or maybe there's some shady guys making a shady deal."

She scratched the back of her head and shrugged. "Right now, doesn't look like much of anything interesting is going on. Could...always feed the ducks?"

He shrugs at first, motioning to an empty spot on a park bench. "Go ahead." He spotted a pretzel vender not too far away, and figured it was something good to feed the ducks... or at least satisfy his human company. After a short exchange with the pretzel man he met back up with Kenzi.

If this people watching was going to take a while, he might as well ask her his question now. "...How did you get hurt? Before you arrived here, anyway." He split the pretzel in his hands and handed half to her. He sure as hell wasn't going to eat it, and his piece sat idly in his hand.

Kenzi settled on a bench and took another look around. The ducks were all too far away to even care if she had food or not but the pigeons were already taking an interest in her.

Once she had half the pretzel in hand she tore off a couple small chunks and tossed one to a nearby bird while tossing the other in her mouth. The look on her face said she had clearly decided these pretzels were just for the birds.

"I got careless. I guess. A little distracted maybe. A berserker we all thought was dead wasn't. He jumped up off the ground and stabbed me before anyone could do anything." Her free hand absent-mindedly drifted to the spot above her right hip.

She sat in silence for a few moments before she pulled off another chunk of pretzel for the birds. "Suppose that doesn't explain the why. See there was this thing called the Garuda. Some really ancient evil that has it out for pretty much everyone. We decided we'd fight it and put an end to it and everyone would be happy."

And with that, she became more interesting. As he listened to her, he broke off a piece of the pretzel and fed a couple pigeons that neared his side of the bench. "And this berserker worked for Garuda?" He questioned, looking from the birds back to her. "... So if you weren't distracted, how would you have handled your attacker?" Piccolo was interested in the fight, and hearing that Kenzi was involved in something so life threatening was a hint that she had a little bit more going on for her besides being a human.

"The Garuda." She corrected. "I think he was the last of his kind."

She tore off a bit more of the pretzel and tossed it to a bird that had just wandered over. "I...don't know." She shrugged with a frown on her face. "I'm not really trained for any kind of fighting and I don't think I would have seen him coming. I was practically standing on top of him."

She'd been aware of just how dangerous her life with Bo had become but she'd never thought something as silly as getting stabbed would be the end of her. Or possible end. She always figured she'd end up eaten. Which was worse but at least she would have seen that coming.

"The Garuda." Piccolo repeated with a nod, letting her know he acknowledged the correction.

As she went on he perked a brow. "And yet you were planning on fighting and putting an end to it. That doesn't make a lot of sense."

She let out a curt laugh that spooked the pigeons. Although they came back moments later.

"I know. It was completely stupid of me but they're my friends and I couldn't let them fight without me. Even when scared shitless and knowing I won't be safe I still have to be there for them." She gave a lopsided smile.

"Hn," Piccolo thought about the lack of logic in her words. But it proved she was a good person. Needless to say, "...That's pretty brave of you." He smirked. "Idiotic. But brave."

A couple more pretzel pieces went to the very hungry pigeons.

She gave a soft snort and tossed a few more pieces to the birds. "Yeah well, that's me. The human idiot."

"One of many." He speaks, his expression reverting back to his usual stoicism. "You're lucky to be alive."

Luck was the reason she was alive. Kenzi was a survivor but when her luck runs out...

"So I've heard." She broke up the rest of the pretzel and tossed it to the birds before wiping her hands together.

"Although since I'm human the Fae figure I'm not much of a threat. Boy have I proved them wrong." A wicked little grin spread across her lips