Tenth Act - Unwelcome Visitor // [In Person]

[featherdrequiem]

[All week so far Kuja's been followed around by the ghost of his creator Garland, who he just so happened to kill. All the while that he's been there all the Genome has heard is the constant speech that he was no good, just a pilot creation to give him an idea of what to aim for. Eventually he'd had enough, even though wherever he went the ghost

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[holy_pickle]

[Dende caught sight of what he perceived as a rather sad looking human sitting on the patio thing. Hoping to maybe try and cheer him up Dende takes a seat next to him]

Are you okay?

[featherdrequiem]

[Kuja looks down to be met with a minature..Piccolo..?]

Piccolo, when in Gaia's name did you get so small? Not to mention lose the empathatic rage of a boulder?

[holy_pickle]

Piccolo? Um... I think you have me mistaken for someone else, my name is Dende.

[And a little bow]

It's nice to meet you.

[featherdrequiem]

--oh. I see. Apologies.

Dende was it? Kuja.

[Even if he's convinced Piccolo's playing a joke on him. The Namek boy is a nice reprieve to listen to rather than Garland.]

What exactly are you if I can be so bold as to ask? I can barely get past false pleasantries with Piccolo.

[holy_pickle]

Oh it's no bother [giggle] not many people know what I am! I'm Namekian. I'm not sure if this Piccolo person you speak of is Namekian as well, None of my brothers go by that name.

[featherdrequiem]

[Kuja nods]

You two look very much alike. Although he has a penchant for heavy clothing and a turban...and being a general maggot.

[holy_pickle]

[Dende looks utterly perplexed.]

All of my brothers are very good natured, and none of them would wear such cumbersome clothes. I wonder who he could be... It's impossible for him to be Namekian, unless he is very, very old.

[featherdrequiem]

[He shrugs.]

I wouldn't know. All I know is that fool is hellbent on picking fights with me. It's painfully repetative.

[holy_pickle]

[Dende looks down sadly.]

Then he is not one of my people. My people were very peaceful, and none of my brothers would go so far as to constantly pester someone for a fight.

[featherdrequiem]

[Kuja shrugs and sighs.]

Then he is an annomalie, because he looks like a much larger version of you in bizzare attire--

He was terrified of rice cookers if that sheds some light to his identity?

[holy_pickle]

If he is one of my kind he would have to be over three hundred years old, so he would look like an old man. And he dresses funny? [Well Kuja,Dende thinks you dress funny too, but he's not going to say anything]

What's a 'rice cooker'?

[featherdrequiem]

[Oh sweety he does, he just doesn't realise it.]

I'm not sure what an old man would look like by your species standards.

...It's something that cooks rice. Strange looking contraption, but it's in the kitchen. When he saw it he tensed up.

[holy_pickle]

Well their face gets all wrinkly,

[Dende mushes his cheeks together to try and make it look like his face is wrinkly... but really only succeeds in making it look kinda smushed]

and these pink spots turn yellow!

[Dende pulled up his sleeve to reveal an odd pink patch]

What's rice, Mr. Kuja?

[featherdrequiem]

[He shakes his head.]

No, he wasn't wrinkly and they were very much pink.

[He pauses...wow they really are worlds apart.]

It's food, grown from a plant...as far as I'm aware.

[holy_pickle]

[Dende looks down pondering]

There's something not right about him then... he... couldn't be Namekian.

Oh, so it's a food? Namekians don't need to eat, we only need water.

[featherdrequiem]

[He shrugs and shakes his head.]

Unless there is another species that looks like you Namekians he is one.

...Really? How strange..