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There was a lot of information to consider. The data he had just received from the system and his final experimentations last night, along with the analyses he had made when he had awoken during the night, had given him a lot to think about. He was very close to levelling up again, which was good news, and hopefully he would be able to get that last 8% before the Goblin tribe from yesterday arrived. He was also, as he had already suspected, in a party with the other three people in his little group; so far this didn’t provide many benefits, other than letting him know they were generally healthy, but if they could raise their bond somehow they might unlock additional benefits. Not that he had any idea how to do that.

Oberon thought back to what he had seen last night and the information he had gained from analysing his fellow party members. He had seen the Poison magic Ash had been using and it seemed like something he might be able to replicate but with more difficulty than someone with natural poison production might be able to; if he had a sample of poison it would undoubtedly be easier and he was in good company for something like that it seemed, but the spell didn’t seem useful enough or different enough from his other spells to be worth it right this moment. His analysis of Ash herself was more interesting, as it seemed to suggest that her glinting eyes from the night before was related to a new skill she had learned to observe Mana and her control over it had grown as well. Most likely this had something to do with the Mana Sense and Mana Control skills that had shown up in his skills list since the last time he had checked; either he had observed her using them, though the system surely would have let him know if he had, or more likely he had touched on those skills with his spell creation yesterday. Both sounded like useful skills to have so he would need to talk to Ash later on about learning them, perhaps when he was helping her with whatever she wanted his help with last they spoke.

The analysis of his other two party members, Torrent and Digbie, were less enlightening either because he already had a good idea what they were capable of or because he had analysed them before. Worryingly, they were both surrounded by some strange force as they slept, which might go some way towards explaining why he had felt so uneasy last night; the system said they were unharmed and there was nothing he could do about it at the time, even waking them up might have been dangerous, but he needed to speak to them both at some point about it.

Ideally it would be best to get all four of them together and have a conversation; about this world, about their experiences, what they had discovered, what they wanted to do, what their goals were both short and long term. He still didn’t know anything about them, not really; he had clues about Torrent, and he could guess that Digbie was younger than himself and that Ash was older, but that was it. They could have so much to learn from each other, not just skills but other things as well; just a short conversation yesterday about how he thought he could use existing materials to help create different spells apparently helped Torrent create a bunch of her own. More collaboration like that could have huge advantages for all of them.

He could tell them what elements they were weak against, for one. All three of them apparently had elements that they were weak to or strong against, either because of their affinities or the nature of their species; flying creatures were weak to Ice and Wind, underground creatures were weak to Light and Metal and Digbie was apparently weak to something called Taint. Those weaknesses likely held true for other creatures with similar features to themselves as well, such as all scaled creatures having a resistance to Earth or all flying creatures being susceptible to Wind, which could help them a lot in future fights. As he thought about it the Sprite looked down at himself and used Magic and Monster Analysis to try and find out his own elemental weaknesses; as a Light aligned creature he assumed he had a few.

Unfortunately, any meeting of the minds would probably have to wait until after they were done with the Goblin’s from the Broken Tower tribe and given how they were already on the way he had limited time if he wanted to try and gain a little more experience before they arrived.

The easiest way would surely be to complete another skill, or maybe to level up an existing one, unless another giant creature decided to attack their camp in the next five minutes. Rather than pin his hopes on a random encounter, Oberon thought back to the skill list he had just called up; his list of incomplete skills had apparently grown considerably since he had last checked it, more than he would have thought. Stronger, Mana Sense and Mana Control were all unexpected, while Wind Resistance was easy enough to attribute to his Wind Break spell exploding in his face and Air Read was a natural consequence of working with the element. The most interesting new addition however was Gravity Well, which was not something the Sprite ever expected to see in his skill list.

How had he gotten that? It must have been related to his attempts at Shadow magic, but what had he done exactly? He knew the attempt hadn’t worked, in fact he was so far off the mark the system felt the need to let him know about it, but somehow he seemed to have stumbled across an entirely different kind of magic. The message he had received last night told him that he was trying to draw in everything in his surroundings, which certainly sounded like a gravity well, but it also warned him that the spellcraft was unstable. He’d tried to reach out to the darkness, searching for Shadow, only to find nothing of the sort and instead tried to draw in everything; or he’d tried to draw in the darkness and since he was surrounded by nothing but darkness it was the same as trying to draw in everything. Whatever the case he’d stumbled across something that interested him very much, but he would need to be exceedingly careful with how he approached it.

Flame Lance. That would be the easiest spell to complete. He had already used it a couple times against the Giant Slime and it had seemed to work quite well even when he was just creating it on the fly. Standing up, Oberon raised a hand and conjured a Fireball above his palm before reaching out and reshaping the spell into the elongated, spear-like shape he had used before. The Sprite then compressed the Fire magic down as much as he could, attempting to harden the oblong shape so that it would be able to penetrate whatever he threw it at, like he had done to create the Mana Dart spell. Rather than stop here however, he tried to go a step further and concentrate the condensed energy even further, to shrink the fire down and gather it together in an even more solid form, to turn the flaming lance into a glowing rod of heat and energy.

Once he was satisfied with his work he let the Flame Lance 2.0 fly, aiming it at a rock across the stream from him rather than at a tree or anything else. The last thing he wanted to do was accidentally start a forest fire.



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“I handle stressful situations just fine, thank you very much!” Reiko whispered harshly, doing little to support her point as she very much lost her cool. Despite current appearances however, under normal circumstances she wouldn’t have been wrong; Reiko was quite good at handling a variety of difficult and stressful situations. Balancing exams in a number of advanced placement classes with a social life was stressful, trying to break through a firewall without alerting the security Digimon just around the corner was stressful, trying to maintain the carefully constructed and delicate balance of lies that had become your existence was stressful. And yet she managed to navigate all of it well enough.

Manaka was just managing to fray even Reiko’s nerves.

“Maybe if you had given us an objective for this test we’d be doing a little better at it. All you did was drop us in here and tell us to get around the threat, so I’m going around the threat by leaving as soon as I can.” And as soon as she was done with that she would be leaving Jormungundr and its annoying leader behind as well. The one condition she had had was that she would leave as soon as things got too dangerous and the very first thing Manaka did was throw them to the wolves. Surprisingly, Reiko didn’t appreciate that. “And what list are you talking about? If you forgot to tell us what we were supposed to do before sending us in here I am going to lose it!”
More or less. Things don't have to be exactly the same size or weight to be swapped, but they have to be fairly close; he can't swap a person with a bottle but he can swap a person with a slightly shorter person.
hey I went ahead and did some editing, let me know if theres anything else I can work on.


Hey Keyblade, I noticed that your deck list only comes out to 39 cards; you'll need to add one more. Also, you're not supposed to include the custom card in your deck list as you'll be drawing it directly from your soul and not from the deck, so make that two cards.


I understand that Shigeuchi's power might be a little hard to understand in written form, so if anything from my last post wasn't clear let me know and I'll try to explain better.
As a general rule, pirates often possessed a supreme confidence that they were one of the strongest people in the room and could handle anything thrown at them; when dealing with any pirate you could expect bravado, grandstanding, posturing and a distinct impression that they thought themselves invincible. Young pirates thought this because they were brats who didn’t know any better, old pirates believed this because they had survived being young pirates. Shigeuchi considered himself to be one of the latter. He also considered most of the other pirates in the room, including Nikko, to be former; the difference being that his captain had the raw power to back it up.

Things escalated quickly after he called out as both eavesdroppers chose to respond to his bait; strange how only the people who were listening in felt the need to speak up, as if they thought that the comment was aimed at them somehow. The young girl spoke up first and Shigeuchi couldn’t help but notice the way she slipped a dagger into her hand as she did so; he considered taking it from her, replacing it with something else, but decided not to. Stealing her weapon would only serve to start a fight and when she had so many other weapons on her person trying to disarm her was pointless.

Nikko was the next to step forward, responding to the girl by revealing that Loguetown had in fact burned down mysteriously less than a week ago. It wasn’t surprising to find out that they had beat the news to Alabasta, their flying ship allowed them to skip some of the obstacles that lay between the two islands and get here faster than almost any other ship fleeing the inferno. Maybe some of the ships in the marine fleet could have done better but, unfortunately, most of the marine vessels docked at Loguetown were also caught in the fire. Somehow.

Their bounties would go up again once this information spread, he imagined.

The young man with the long hair was next to step forward, proving to be as loud as he was bad at being sneaky as he managed to insult everyone involved in a few sentences. What Shigeuchi thought about young and confident pirates seemed to apply double to this brat as he stepped forward confidently and with a challenging swagger to his walk to accept Nikko’s offer of recruitment.

In the midst of everything a dagger was thrown Nikko’s way and Shigeuchi let out a sigh as he watched things rapidly descend into chaos from that point onwards. He made no move to intervene at first, trusting the crew he and Nikko had assembled to protect their captain, if he even needed protecting, from the assault. The dagger was deftly knocked aside and Nikko responded to the attack by firing a concentrated beam of heat from his eyes at the girl, only to somewhat miss his mark when the white haired girl did something to cause the knife thrower to slip and fall.

Shigeuchi stood from the table, shot glass in one hand and whiskey bottle in the other, as the hooded girl pulled two items out of her jacket. The first she seemed to be trying to apply to herself, to the burning hole in her shoulder, so Shigeuchi used his Devil Fruit to swap it for the shot glass in his hand, the medicine appearing in his hand as the empty glass appeared in Lexi’s.

The pirate then swapped positions with the person standing closest to the assassin, other than the white haired girl, suddenly standing a couple feet behind both girls as a confused patron found himself halfway across the room. His hand lashed out and grabbed Lexi by the arm, hand wrapped around the wrist of the arm holding the shot glass and holding it steady as he poured a measure of whiskey into the glass with his other hand. “Settle down. Take and drink and relax, this isn’t a fight you want.” With the drink poured the bottle of alcohol in Shigeuchi’s hand was replaced with something else, the mysterious bottle in the assassin’s hand swapping places with the bottle of whiskey as the first mate turned the container so that he could examine its contents. “What’s this? Sea water? Not a bad idea; you sure you don’t want to join our crew?”

Turned away from Lexi, her hand still held in his strong grip, Shigeuchi turned to face the loud mouthed young man with the long hair. “You don’t seem to understand how recruitment works boy. We’re not here to impress you; you need to impress us if you want to join our crew. He may be the captain, but I’m the one who keeps the ship running and I won’t accept less than the best, understand?”

Before things could escalate any further, yet another person stepped forward from the fleeing crowd and tried to add some sense to the chaos. It probably wouldn’t work, but he had to commend the boy the trying at least. “Fights over already; or it will be if anyone has any sense. We’ll be on our way if people are willing to let us be.”

@Reflection@ladyonyx04@KillBox@Crimson Raven
Count me in.
Shaking his head Shigeuchi poured out another measure of whiskey, his earlier comment about getting drunk apparently forgotten as he downed the shot and immediately refilled the glass. “I’m not talking about the book being banned; we both know it’s going to be banned and I know that’s not going to stop you. I’m talking about you getting us all killed when you try and attack Impel Down for chapter whatever of your story…” The pirate paused at this point, glass raised halfway to his lips as he remembered why Luffy went to Impel Down in the first place; to save his brother, according to the stories at least, who had been arrested and was scheduled for execution.

His brother, who happened to be Ace of the Whitebeard pirates, whose capture led to the Battle of Marineford between the Whitebeard pirates and the Marines, the death of Whitebeard and the rise of Blackbeard, and a shifting around of the members of the Shichibukai. It was arguably one of the three most important moments in pirate history, along with Roger’s death and Luffy finding One Piece, with Whitebeard’s dying words kick starting the second golden age of piracy. Luffy was at the centre of all of it, not yet a household name like the Yonko or the Shichibukai but someone with a growing reputation and the world’s eyes on him at that moment.

Before all that however was Impel Down. The not-yet-Pirate King broke into the most infamous prison in the world, defeating the supposedly invincible warden and freeing a number of high profile prisoners all in an attempt to rescue a family member.

Shigeuchi gave his captain another wary glance, gears turning as he tried to somehow read his mind and find out if he was planning what Shigeuchi was afraid he was planning, if he had even planned that far ahead at all. Eventually he gave up, closing his one eye and shaking his head; if it came to that he would just have to adapt to it and do his best to keep the brat alive, just like he said.

“Roger, Whitebeard, Shiki, Luffy; you're heading down the same road as them, even if your just trying to follow their footsteps. Just tell me you’re taking this seriously and that’ll be enough for me.” Being first mate was always more trouble than being the captain.

At the mention of being followed, Shigeuchi’s eye began to move around the room, head still pointing forward as he tried to surreptitiously scan the room without alerting whoever was following them that they had been made. It took three passes before he noticed her, but eventually he saw a scrawny young woman in dark clothing sitting a few tables away; she didn’t draw any attention to herself and managed to blend into her surroundings quite well despite not looking like the kind of clientele this dive usually catered to. If he hadn’t been told to be on the lookout for a young woman he might not have spotted her, but once he saw her she stood out from the rest. “Over there; hood, mask, lots of weapons. Doesn’t look like the type to spout off about justice if I had to guess.”

In his searching he had also seen someone else. A man with long hair and strange facial scars standing at a nearby table, trying to listen in to their conversation with much less subtlety compared to the woman in black. It seemed they had attracted a fair amount of attention this time; that tended to happen when you arrived at the docks in a flying ship, but this much focus was still somewhat unusual. Shigeuchi leaned back in his chair, downing the shot he had poured earlier before speaking loud enough to be heard by either of their shadows. “Lots of eavesdroppers today. Maybe we should find somewhere else to drink?”

@Reflection@ladyonyx04@KillBox
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