13 Star Ball || Piccolo
[Well for once Piccolo had been excited to go back to the manor. He was not one of the 'weapons' and refused to wield any 'weapons' since in his mind hiding behind a weapon was cowardly. Even if it was the only thing capable of killing the dead-but-not-quite-dead things that were attacking. Luckily throughout his week in France he had been strong enough to push many of the Kishin back, or at least by enough time for Elphie and him to escape somewhere else.
Unfortunately for him, even though he was back in the manor, he was no better off then he was in France. Not only were the Kishin still there, but he was in a flimsy little tent, like that was going to keep anyone safe from anything. Even worse Elphaba wasn't with him. When he realized this he was quick to let out a loud and long string of swears before he burst out of his tent. Spotting more tents around his he decides with his brilliant little mind that the best and most intelligent course of action would be to check each one of the tents individually.
Naturally with Piccolo's social graces you can expect him to burst into a tent, cuss, and then promptly leave without further explanation as to why he was in your tent. Enjoy]
Unfortunately for him, even though he was back in the manor, he was no better off then he was in France. Not only were the Kishin still there, but he was in a flimsy little tent, like that was going to keep anyone safe from anything. Even worse Elphaba wasn't with him. When he realized this he was quick to let out a loud and long string of swears before he burst out of his tent. Spotting more tents around his he decides with his brilliant little mind that the best and most intelligent course of action would be to check each one of the tents individually.
Naturally with Piccolo's social graces you can expect him to burst into a tent, cuss, and then promptly leave without further explanation as to why he was in your tent. Enjoy]