Keishoumaru
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 10, 2011 13:56:07 GMT -5
A Troublesome Fiend Episode 1: Vagabonds in a New World |
[/u] " Kaa-sama!...Kaa-sama! Wake up!" A young girl's voice echoed through Keishoumaru's head. She could feel her body being shaken by small hands. Still in a daze, Keishoumaru only let out a soft groan as she turned her body to get into a more comfortable position to resume her sleep. Her head was still spinning and a bit of nausea started to creep up from within her as she moved her body. She had lost count on how much sake she had drunk the night before, in celebration of arriving in this new world with her daughter. A private feast was held, just for the two of them. Her mind has already started to drift back to that blissful sleep, to get away from any troublesome things that she would surely have to do if she were not. " Kaa-sama! Wake up! I’m hungry!" The young girl's shout continued to invade Keishoumaru's mind. Amikoharu, her needy yet adorable daughter, was the only voice that could ever reach through Keishoumaru’s slumber. Not even the sounds of a raging war could rouse her from her sleep. This was something that Keishoumaru both appreciated yet annoyed about her daughter. Her daughter was hungry but they feasted the night before. She knew for a fact that there was no need to provide nourishment in such a short interval. Ignoring her daughter’s pleas, Keishoumaru again started to drift into peaceful slumber, letting Amikoharu's voice echo in the back of her mind like a lullaby. Keishoumaru suddenly felt a slight pain right above her right shoulder. In her mostly placid state, it wasn’t enough to cause her to worry. The pain started to intensify and spread, as if a some creature was gnawing at her flesh. A creature with sharp teeth that nibbled like one that would eat corn. " Itai…" Keishoumaru managed to groan, her eyes wincing as she started to open them. The pain reached its peak as the infernal gnawing hit a nerve as Keishoumaru sat up straight. "Owww!" Keishoumaru screamed as she turned her head to see what was causing such pain. Attached to her back like a parasitic leech was Amikoharu who was gnawing and slurping away as she stares back at Kei with her innocent eyes. For a moment, the two merely stared at each other. Finally, Kei lifted Amiko with one hand and lifted her up in front of her. Amiko managed a sheepish smile as some blood escaped her lips. Her’s stomach let out a prolonged groan as she spoke shyly, "I got hungry…" Keishoumaru just signed and rubbed her sore and bloody neck. "You had food yesterday, baka. Since when did you start becoming such a glutton?" Keishoumaru asked as she continued to suspend Amiko in front of her so they could see eye to eye. Amiko pouted and held up three fingers as she spoke, "Kaa-sama, it’s been three days since then. I couldn’t wait anymore." Three days? Keishoumaru made a dumbfounded look as she stared at her hungry daughter. Kei's mind and body were still in the middle of recovering but she was now starting to become aware of her environment. They are inside a restaurant, or what’s left of it after the night she raided and chased the occupants away so she and her daughter could dine in peace. Tables were upturned or in pieces, platters were broken, and the general area looked like a twister was run amok inside. As she lazily gazed around, she noticed that there were unconscious bodies of blue uniformed men scattered about, some through walls, on top of tables, or through the floor. Those weren’t there when she was last coherent. She could now hear and see the sirens nearby, as well as various sounds of movement coming closer. Finally, Keishoumaru sighed and looked back at Amiko disapprovingly, "Oi…couldn’t you have just eaten one of them instead of biting me?" Another awkward silence went by, Amiko blinked her eyes as she made an impish grin at her mother. "...Oh yeah...ehehe..." [/color] [/td][/tr][/table]
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Keishoumaru
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 12, 2011 16:22:00 GMT -5
Kei sat Amiko down before walking towards the front door of the restaurant. A little exercise would clear the hangover she's feeling. "Amiko, hold onto my gourd and don't eat any of the bodies. You know I was only joking."
"Haaaii!" Amikoharu beamed as she went to retrieve the gourd.
The large parking lot outside the restaurant was already packed with police vehicles and a news helicopter was circling above. Keishoumaru winced slightly from the bright sun. From Kei's perspective, all of the technologies in this world was vastly different from what she was use to. The metallic wagons of different sizes and shapes were faster than beasts could travel. The tall stone towers that blanketed the land were larger than any building she had seen before. The whole city was structured and clean.
As Kei slowly took in her environments, she instinctively ignored the actions of the denizens that started to surround her. Their figures were more like a blur of nondescript features barely worth noting. She was more fixated on the land and as she looked up at the blue sky, something she has seen only twice, the serene feeling she felt from it was still very alien to her.
Everything she has experienced since setting foot in this world was vastly different from the eternity she lived through in the Demon Realm. This new world was the second thing in her life that felt like a breath of fresh air from the millions of years of carnage, malice, darkness, and destruction she was accustomed to.
Her reverie was interrupted when she felt several arms try to bring her down to the ground. Her vision now started to focus on three muscular humans and a bear-man in uniform as they tried to wrestle her down for a pin. Her left wrist was already bound by a thin, in her perspective, manacle. The men were grunting and trying their hardest to bring her down but felt like they were wrestling a statue. Keishoumaru remained unmoving as she observed their actions, looking rather curious.
Eventually, the men began to pant heavily and the bear-man looked at her eye-to-eye. They both stared...the bear-man sweatdropped, Kei grinned.
In the next instant, all four police officers are pinned to the ground and knocked out. The other officers that formed a barricade around the restaurant looked wide-eyed with shock.
Keishoumaru stretched her neck from side to side and took a deep breath before scrutinizing the humans around her. They were all too weak to even to register as any credible threat, but atleast she'd get some fun trying different ways to knock them out. It has been at least a million years since she last killed a sentient creature in battle. Over time she had realized that killing every opponent she faced would only cause her to be left alone and bored. Letting the defeated recover and grow in power is now something that she wholeheartedly adheres to.
She grinned to herself once again as she started to walk slowly towards the battle-ready crowd. It didn't take much to notice who was up to fight and who the bystanders were. She'll put a show for the lot, indeed.
Her form vanished and reappeared next to a wolf-man barking orders. Before his startled cry rang out, he was already flung up in the air.
Much mayhem ensued as cops were beaten into unconsciousness, vehicles torn to shreds, and gunfire rang through the air as Kei leaped from one to the other all the while laughing with amusement.
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 14, 2011 17:05:15 GMT -5
5 Minutes Later...
Keishoumaru cracked her knuckles and examined her handiwork. The large gathering of uniformed warriors laid about beaten to broken unconsciousness. Their vehicles were also savagely torn to pieces or crushed into nearby buildings. The bystanders scattered in panic and disarray leaving the battlefield quiet once more.
"Oi! Amiko, pass me my sake!" Keishoumaru shouted as she performed a simple stretching exercise.
Amikoharu skipped towards her mother and tossed the the gourd from a distance. Keishoumaru caught it mid stretch and conjured up a simple sakazuki(flat saucer-like sake cup) to pour into. Delicious, as always. Her hangover started to finally clear so she could look forward to another good day.
"Kaa-sama...I'm still hungry," reminded Amikoharu. She was forbidden from drinking her mother's sake, so she fasted for three days waiting for her to wake up. She was reaching her limit, those humans were looking tastier by the minute.
Keishoumaru took note of her daughter's appetite and started to sniff the air for any whiff of food nearby. She caught scent of a something similar to what she and her daughter ate in that restaurant three days prior and grinned her teeth as she picked up Amiko and set her on her shoulder.
"Found another spot, it's not too far."
Amiko groaned inwardly. 'No too far' when used by her mother was a very vague measurement of distance that would either take them minutes or days of travel.
Keishoumaru started to casually walk towards the direction of the scent, all the while taking time to gaze at the countless new wonders this city had to offer.
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Post by Kaizen Sol on May 17, 2011 14:53:08 GMT -5
Kaizen watched the scene play out from a block away. That woman was just toying with the police. Though she had the power to wipe them out in a blink of an eye, she instead fought at just enough power to make it seem effortless. Her moves were unorthodox, yet similar to his fighting style. Every move she made exuded an unearthly power. After her little bout was finished, she and what he assumed was either her daughter or younger sister left towards one direction of the city.
Kaizen clenched his hands on the side of the stone building as he stared at the powerful woman. "This was suppose to be a fucking simple arrest!" he shouted to himself. The concrete around his hand started to crack. Yes, this was suppose to be a simple plan to get himself a good publicity by helping the police apprehend a miscreant that terrorized a restaurant in the city.
It took a few months of careful negotiation and called in favors to get this 'Superhero' gig. Much like the legends of the Great Saiyaman years back, it was a simple plan to ensure that Kaizen started on good graces with the populace of Earth for his grand scheme.
{This bitch just had to be the one I have to fight! Aaargh! This is not part of my plan! The fucking Z-Fighters are going to be all over this place once they sensed her power!}
Kaizen gritted his teeth and made a low hiss, all the while passersby looked at him with disapproving stares. He needed to come up with a back-up plan, before any of the Z-Fighters show up. He was confident in his ability to hide his nature and power level, but this woman doesn't seem like she has the capability or reason to.
A thought suddenly occurred to him. A strong warrior like that woman would be a welcome addition to fulfilling his grand scheme. Better to have strong allies in case things get hairy. Kaizen grinned and started to chuckle. "Yes...YESSS!" A nearby schoolgirl made an 'eep' sound and ran away.
Kaizen had to approach this situation fast, but carefully. He set off to intercept the woman and her little companion from another direction of the city, all the while devising a cunning recruitment plan.
{Can't wait to get my hands on those funbags and arse. Mmm...I wonder if...}
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Sha Gojyo
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Post by Sha Gojyo on May 18, 2011 2:59:53 GMT -5
"A hot dog stand, man? Seriously?"
Hakkai had better appreciate the fact that he was willing to come all the way down to Satan City for some particular spices, since the trips to visit his old friend Banri were getting more and more pointless over the years. It was kind of amusing that his friend took whatever job he could get while trying, key word being trying, to be as straight as an arrow. But the shuffle in the disguised lesser demon's step and the shifty eyed look told the redhead that his old buddy was probably a few inches from falling off the bandwagon again. He almost thought he had, from all the sirens he could hear going on while he had browsed through the grocery store earlier.
In years past, Gojyo had accepted and even gone along with Banri and his hair brained schemes...But when he wound up being the one ditched to deal with the consequences, well, needless to say that sort of thing had gotten old and fast. Despite limited contact and his outright refusal to join in his friend's little 'activities, Banri still tried to get him involved in some way or another. Asked him to traffic shit, hide stashes (or even him), or come along to help rough up some goons...Hakkai had expressed his annoyance and thus he was here now, to really lay into Banri and to get him to bugger off.
And maybe get a dog while he was there.
Banri chuckled weakly. His loose, button up blue shirt was a little sloppy under the apron and Gojyo wondered whether it was properly buttoned. He would bet a good chunk of change that it probably wasn't. His friend had ketchup and mustard spattered all over him. "Yeah, a hot dog stand...The money sucks but hey! I'm staying out of trouble!"
"Really now?" The tall, long legged redhead tossed his head, long crimson locks flicking over his shoulder. His long mane of hair had been somewhat tamed for the trip, most of it pulled back in a high ponytail while some of it still hung loose over a black headband, framing his scarred face. Since the weather was fair, he wore his brown suede bolero jacket with a tight fitting black tank top underneath and equally tight fitting black denim jeans with a brown suede belt and boots that matched the style of his jacket. After he was finished in Satan City, he would have to go in for a little work and he liked to look damn good for work. The ladies, and some guys, loved it. "Is that why ya keep bugging the shit out of me and my roommate? I'm only gonna say this one more time, Banri, stop bugging me to join you on your bullshit runs. I'm livin' honest now...Well, as honest as I can be anyway."
Shit, he still gambled, and? Not like that was something Banri needed to know as the sandy haired man gave him a nervous chuckle. "Okay, okay...It all worked out anyway, though you would have had fun and maybe-" The twitchy man dodged a slung fist, "Okay! Okay! Well, uh, how about a dog? On the house!"
Unaware of all the commotion that had happened a couple blocks away, Gojyo ordered a hot dog...Chili, cheese, onions, and a little bit of jalapeno. He was going to regret the whole thing later on, he was sure of it. But it sounded too damn good not to get and despite this being Banri who was making the food, he seemed to make a masterful chili dog. And it was even on the house, how did you like that?
"Just because you're givin' me a free wiener, don't think that I'll be helping you with anything." Gojyo stuck his tongue out, shifting the large back stocked with assorted cooking supplies from one arm to the other before he took his snack and started to walk away from the stand. He would eat and then head back to East City. There weren't many hot women in Satan City, none that weren't already spoken for anyway. His mind drifted from that to tonight's work. Gojyo wondered whether that corrupt, pretty monk and the monkey would wind up paying them a visit tonight. Pondering that still, he shot Banri one more glance...and warning. "I'll catch you later, and remember...DON'T FUCKIN' CALL ME! Or I'll come back and kick your ass!"
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Keishoumaru
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 18, 2011 12:40:27 GMT -5
The scent of food was getting close and Keishoumaru felt her daughter tense with excitement, as evident when Amiko rocked back and forth while salivating. Kei smiled in amusement as they approached the hotdog stand.
The mouth-watering aroma was similar to what she and Amiko smelled at that restaurant. Kei was curious enough about the food on this world so she allowed a human cook to stay with them and explain what the assortment of delicacies were named. This world, which she learned was called Earth, had a name for all the things they ate. The cook, albeit terrified throughout the entire ordeal, was fairly knowledgeable. Kei learned a lot, despite her drunkenness at the time.
She stared at the contents of the food stand and found some readily available hot dogs in display for which she casually reached over and grabbed some, handing them to Amikoharu who hungrily gobbled them up as soon as they neared her mouth. Kei grabbed a few for herself and started to eat while she continued to nonchalantly grab more to feed her child.
One thing she also learned about food three nights before was adding flavor to her meals. It looked like the hotdog stand had its own choices of condiments.
She held her two half-eaten hotdogs between her teeth to free up her other hand and grabbed the nearby ketchup and mustard mustard bottles. Kei squeezed the contents on the hotdogs before finally eating.
Mmm, it does make the food taste better.
"Oi, Amiko. Open your mouth and try these." Amiko happily complied and opened her mouth while food was still piled up inside. Kei poured the contents of the bottles directly into Amiko's mouth before tossing them away. Amiko swallowed her meal and licked her lips.
"Oishi!" beamed Amiko as she opened her mouth for more of the delicious hotdogs.
Kei looked around the hotdog stand for more freshly cooked ones. Well, cooked or not didn't really matter. She could live off of eating any living creature. But having it cooked made the meal much more enjoyable. Nonetheless, her daughter was still hungry. This better have more.
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Post by Sha Gojyo on May 18, 2011 17:47:43 GMT -5
As easily distracted as Banri could be, it didn't take him but a second after waving his old friend off that he realized he had a couple deviants attacking his stand in a most unusual manner. It wasn't every day someone just walked up and started eating your stuff. He squawked in dismay, seeing that they had decimated the majority of the displayed goods already in such a short amount of time. There were plenty more inside that were cooked and nicely warmed as well as those yet to be cooked, but he wasn't going to be letting them have any of those unless they paid for what they had already managed to wolf down.
"Hey...! Woah! Not gonna happen, lady! You may be cute and I may have let Gojyo have a freebie but that doesn't mean ya can eat my shit and not pay!" Banri howled, loud enough that the redhead who had started to cross the street could hear.
Gojyo blinked his ruby eyes as he partially turned back to see what Banri was having a fit over. 'Well, hellooo, pretty mama...Er, fuck, there's a kid too.' The kappa had reservations about hitting on the women who had kids in their company. It wasn't like he had anything against kids, he loved 'em and he looked out for them like they were his own...But he worked his thing without attachment and sometimes the kids of the women he eventually got lucky with often wanted him to stick around and he hated to disappoint them. So yeah, kids made it hard to hit on the ladies.
As he watched his sandy haired friend throw himself down over the lid of his stand as if to protect his wares, he realized that the attractive woman was swiping his friend's food and having a major chow session with the kid. The redhead turned about and made his way over to come to Banri's aid, if he needed some really. He wasn't sure what sort of help he'd offer with a full bag of cooking supplies in one hand and a half eaten chili dog in the other but Gojyo was good at figuring that out. Throwing shit down and possibly getting into a fight with a woman was not on his list of stunts he liked to pull though.
"Sorry, miss..." The water sprite cut in on Banri's yelling with his much softer and smooth tone, already cutting on the charm. He gave Keishoumaru a wink, which Banri caught and made a disgusted grown, forehead thumping down on the metal surface he was sprawled over. "I'm afraid you do have to pay for all of that. This poor bastard has to make a living somehow after all."
His attention shifted down to the little one and he gave her a warm smile before he looked back at the woman, "I don't think I've seen you around here, miss..." His smile started to wane a little and he began to frown as he eyed the woman. There were a few alarm bells going off for whatever reason, but he couldn't quite figure out why. With a shake of his head, he dismissed it as being nothing of any consequence and resumed smiling in that overly friendly Sha Gojyo manner.
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Keishoumaru
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 18, 2011 19:00:49 GMT -5
Kei glanced over at the sandy haired fellow after he spoke verbalized his disapproval. She frowned slightly, every time she wanted to take something for herself in this city there was always someone who stood in her way and scolded her that she had to pay to acquire what she wanted. It only took a few short explanations for her to learn that to get something, one must exchange it with something else of worth that both parties agree on. It was basically similar to bartering, even some demons in the Demon Realm partook on such transactions at times. Gambling was popular too. But this was...monetary.
The more she thought about it, the more it didn't make any sense. Why would she degrade herself into such stupid customs when all she needed was to prove that she was strong enough to take whatever she wanted and if someone objected then they can try and defeat her. It was simple enough, if she wanted to end someone's life why would she 'pay' to take it from them? The absurdity...
Keishoumaru was about to tell this fellow off when she finally sensed something she thought she shouldn't be able to. It's faint, but the sandy haired man in front of her had a demonic aura, albeit muted and obscure. This man...is a demon.
Why would a demon be outside the Demon Realm? She and Amikoharu were the only ones that was managed to finally find a way to escape from that realm. Did he go through the gate? Possible, perhaps the Kaioshin decided it was beneath their notice to let a few slip through. They must have gone lax over the eons of their blissful existence.
She heard the another voice behind her and she turned to inspect. A crimson-haired man was smiling at her. Her eyes twitched slightly, this one too had a demonic presence. Not only that, she didn't notice his approach until he spoke. The thought troubled her somewhat. She didn't expect to encounter demons on this world that is part of the Kaioshins' territory.
She had questions that needed answering, and these two are just the demons that will answer them.
"Keishoumaru," she answered with an even yet authoritative tone. "Oi...how did you escape from the Demon Realm? Are there more of you around?"
Meanwhile, Amikoharu looked back and forth at her mother and the red-haired fellow. Her mother's expression turned somewhat serious so it's usually about this time to leave her alone until the matter is settled. Amiko hopped off and walked to the other side of the hotdog stand. As the sandy haired man and Amiko stared at each other, she grinned widely canines bared and held out her hands.
"More!"
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Post by Sha Gojyo on May 18, 2011 20:15:32 GMT -5
Gojyo blinked as she gave him her name...and a very interesting question. He arched a brow. "How did I escape from where now?" A second after he asked that, he realized what she was going on about. She could sense their demonic nature. And after that, he realized why exactly the alarm bells went off. She was a demon too, if those freaky eyes were anything to go by. But something about her was much more than what he was used to sensing from other demons. This didn't seem like a lesser demon at all, but something much more.
'Well, smart thing would be is to answer her question...Somehow.'
In all honesty, Gojyo was really clueless as to how there were minor demons in the world. They often had a few come after Sanzo on a routine basis. Some nonsense about eating the most holy of monks or something like that.
"Look...May I call you Kei? I'm Sha Gojyo...And the poor guy you guys are swiping dogs from is Banri." He gestured his half eaten food at the sandy haired man who went from staring at Kei to glowering at Amiko, unwilling to let her have anymore food. "I'll be honest, lady...I don't know how or why itty bitty demons like Banri got here and I don't really care. As for me, I'm half-demon actually. My demon stepmother and her son were the only demon family I knew and they disappeared from my life real early. And yeah, there are more...Two friends of mine are demons in fact. The others? Well, I've had to kill quite a few since they have some weird penchant for wanting to eat monks."
After his lengthy explanation, his focus returned to the issue at hand. "I don't know how you guys do shit in the Demon Realm, but we have an exchange system here and you can't go around takin' shit like you own it. I know you guys tend to like to do everything by force, but that's what gets your asses kicked down the road." Gojyo blew out a soft sigh. He really, really didn't want to wind up fighting with this chick. Not only did he have the sneaking suspicion that she might be more than he could handle, but they were also in a city. He didn't want people getting caught up in some fight over paying for fricking hot dogs.
Banri grunted, watching as Gojyo was more or less taking care of the problem for him. Even without having to lift a finger to do so, he once again had the kappa doing the dirty work. This thought caused the disguised demon to smirk to himself. Then he turned to Amiko, "You ain't getting anymore till I get my money! End of discussion."
The redhead growled at his friend, wanting him to keep his mouth shut and above all, to avoid messing with the kid. He knew this Keishoumaru was either her mom or her sister and he learned a long ass time ago...You didn't fuck with either. Ever. "Banri, shut up, let me deal with this. If push comes to shove, and I swear Hakkai will kill me...I'll fucking pay for them." He really didn't want to...But yeah, he would if he had to.
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 18, 2011 22:49:48 GMT -5
Keishoumaru quirked an eyebrow and gave Gojyo a quizzical look as she listened to him talk. She was surprised that he answered her questions so readily. She was also surprised that he was not either groveling or fleeing in terror at her presence, but then again this one didn't know of her reputation in the Demon Realm.
Nonetheless this one seemed pretty honest with his answers. Atleast she knew their names, for whatever good that will do. For one, demons rarely went out of their way to name themselves in front of her unless it was in preparation for a fight. She was content with just generalizing them all as 'demon'.
Hmm, so there are other demons around. She'll have to keep that in mind. Now this lowly demon was spouting off lecturing her about that annoying 'you can't just take things by force' spiel. Clearly, this one has not been on the other side of the gate to know any better.
He did have a point though. From her point of view, no one in this world could match her strength. In the Demon Realm, only Dabura and a few other Makaioshin were strong enough to challenge her power. In this world, only the Kaioshin were of any threat to her well-being. Though she was confident enough that she could defeat them one-on-one, she wouldn't last long if all of them were to attack her. That would spell trouble. She didn't go out of her way to escape the demon realm with her daughter just to be imprisoned back or worse.
Kei stared hard at Gojyo, deep in thought. Finally, she let out a sigh and looked around the area. Perhaps it was time to play by the rules of this world, even for a little while. Exchange system, she had to get something to pay with.
A sudden thought occurred to her and she turned to look back and Gojyo. Kei let out an impishly wicked grin as she set her clawed hand on his shoulder casually.
"Wakatta ze... So, Gojyo... Give me this 'money' you have then. You should be grateful to provide assistance to this great Kei-sama," she said in a casual way.
Amikoharu, meanwhile, stood up on her tiptoes and stared intimidatingly at Banri, her mouth snarl with teeth bared though her hoodie covered her eyes. Her body quivered a little bit from the strain of trying to appear taller and intimidating. "NNRRRRRRRRRRR!!!"
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Post by Sha Gojyo on May 19, 2011 7:02:41 GMT -5
If only Hakkai and Sanzo could be there. They would be floored that Gojyo had managed to work some reason into someone without blundering the whole affair. Usually his pride or his smartass attitude wound up getting him in trouble when he tried to reason with someone. He didn't have Hakkai's levelheaded mediator skills nor Sanzo's enigmatic charisma...
His brow twitched and a little vein popped up just above his scars.
If there was one thing he really couldn't stand, it was someone who had that holier-than-thou attitude. Which was exactly what this clueless chick had. Before his temper could flare, he reigned it in. He reasoned to himself that it was just some front, because she was technically asking for his assistance.
Well, it seemed more like a demand or some expectation of some manner of homage.
"I just want to make one thing clear...You might be a big shot wherever you're from, but for now you're just another pretty face in the crowd." Gojyo huffed. He needed a smoke, this was wearing on his nerves. Setting his cold and no longer wanted chili dog next to Banri, he pulled out his half-empty pack of Hi-Lite cigarettes and pat one out which he removed with his mouth. He then put the pack back into his pocket and took out his lighter, lighting the tip before he pocketed that too. Leisurely, he took a healthy drag before lazily exhaling to the side. Ah, sweet sister nicotine.
He wasn't sure what to tell her. He didn't have paper money on him. All he had was his card and he sure as fuck wasn't handing that over. He'd have to call and have it canceled before she went nuts with it. Humming, he turned to look at Banri after the sandy haired man passed the half-eaten chili dog down to Amiko to get her off his back, "Dude, you got an atm reader with money back option there?"
"Dur...You aren't seriously giving her any dough, are you?! I ask and you tell me to fuck off!"
"Yeah, but you've ditched me in shitty situations more times than I can count on my fingers...And you don't have tits or a kid in tow while being broke." Gojyo grunted and stepped over while Banri got his little register set up. Ugh, when Hakkai took a look at the bank statements, there would be no end to the nagging. He took his card and swiped it through, then elbowed Banri away while he entered his PIN number, not wanting the sneak to try anything. The redhead got a couple hundred back not to mention he put the painful bill for the food on there and pocketed his card once he was done. He made a mental note to double check later incase either of them decided to try and swipe it somehow. "Okay, this isn't much...But it's better than nothing. If you're any good at gambling actually, you could really rake in some dough. And if you plan on trying that, you go to the dive bars, not those fancy, noisy fucking clubs. Dive bars have the drunks and gamblers, clubs have the drunks and pervs."
Shifting the bag in his arm that was now irritating the fuck out of him, he held out the pieces of paper money to Keishoumaru. "I'm only doing this cause I can't help but assist a lady and their kid...or sister, whichever she is." His red eyes darted to the little one before they went back to her.
"Normal people work jobs for money...Long hours and all that shit. Pain in the ass work usually for chump change to pay bills and taxes. It's a bitch to simply hand away." Gojyo wasn't too sure how well this woman would fair on the job market. Her social skills were pretty lacking if their talk was any indicator. And she didn't seem all that familiar with how Earth's ways went. "In any case, there are also little tournament deals all these cities do once a year that give money as the prize. If you rather play than work, you might prefer that. But the money is pretty far and between. They had the World Tournament just...maybe the other day? Big chunk of change there. But they canceled cause some prick took off. They may reschedule though, so you can always keep an ear out for that. And I may regret this, but if you need a roof or some kinda info, you can always look me up in East City, just northeast of here."
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 19, 2011 10:49:12 GMT -5
Kei eyed the cigarette Gojyo was smoking curiously. What in the world is that and what is he doing with it? He wasn't eating it so it wasn't food. But he seemed to inhale something from it and then he blew out smoke. Was it some food that was suppose to be inhaled? Hmm, she'll have to try it sometime.
She continued to watch and listen as he used some sort of small thin object to 'pay' for the food she ate. What a strange thing to use as barter. Kei then continued to listen as Gojyo informed her about places called 'dive bars' and 'clubs'. Kei frowned slightly, though mastery of speaking the language of others was a trait she found convenient, that didn't mean she knew all the lingo the locales used instantly.
This particular demon, Gojyo, seemed to be amiable enough to her demands and knowledgeable of this world. Traits of a good henchman, and he has friends to boot. Kei wasn't one to pass up potential alliances. This one was definitely tolerable compared to the countless demons she interacted with.
Kei took the pieces of paper money Gojyo handed her and gave them a scrutinizing look. Such frail and unappealing-looking material is used as a means to barter goods? She may as well just barter with dirt. How could anyone regard these flimsy things so highly? Kei could understand bartering with rare ores, masterwork weapons, fine armor, slaves, services, anything more useful than this.
"So basically if I have a lot of these, I'm allowed to get whatever I want without hassle?" Kei let out a hearty laugh and turned towards Amiko who was happily dining on another hotdog. "Oi! Amiko! This demon offered his services to guide us around."
"Haaaai!" Amiko answered as she hopped over to sit on Kei's shoulder. She hasn't paid much attention to what was said but for now, her hunger was sated. Amiko finally took a good look at Gojyo and made note of his features. He seemed more like her and her mother compared to other demons. Amiko took a whiff and smelled the smoke exuding from Gojyo's cigarette. It didn't smell too bad, compared to the smoke in many parts of the Demon Realm.
Kei looked back at Gojyo. "Saa...Lead the way then. East City is it? You can tell me all about the customs of this world while we head there. Even if the customs are stupid." If she was going to be living here from now on, she may as well gather some information on its inhabitants. Afterwards she can think about how to make this world her territory without drawing the attention of the Kaioshin.
Another thought occurred to her and she furrowed her brow. "And it's Kei-SAMA. SA-MA, be more respectful to your superiors teme."
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Post by Sha Gojyo on May 19, 2011 16:33:06 GMT -5
Sure, the paper money was ridiculous and thus why most people were going plastic...But it was better than nothing. "Yeah, more money, more honey-Wha?"
Uh oh...
Crap.
Ha, you give them an inch and they take the rope. That's what Sanzo would say, then he'd be beaten with the harisen.
When Kei somehow deduced that he would literally be their guide and take them with him to East City, Gojyo about nearly fell over. How the hell did that happen? He distinctly remembered offering to see them there, not take them. This was starting to get more complicated than he liked. Plus he would practically have to go straight to work once he got back to East City! He couldn't imagine taking her to his job with him to boot! As her superiority complex made itself more known, he could just imagine the scene : Her and her kid bossing Hakkai to cook anything and everything, and her pestering him for booze...And expecting it all free of charge.
His brow twitched as he finally decided to stop being Mr. Nice Guy so much, especially since she wasn't making to show him much respect. It was like the monk all over again, only with a rack this time. "Look here, missy. You ain't a superior of mine. There's only one prick who actually gets away with that sort of treatment and I make him work for it. You're the one trying to get assistance out of me, not the other way around. And I doubt you'll put out for all the trouble you're gonna try and give me later on." Gojyo didn't often expect favors from those he helped, but this was one of those rare cases where it seemed he had stepped into something that was well over his head. Taking a drag off of his cigarette, he pulled it from his mouth to flick away some of the ash. What a pain in the ass.
"I sure as hell ain't taking you to work with me...You'll get my ass fired. And I don't trust to leave you at our house. You might tear the joint up." Thankfully, they didn't own anything worth swiping. There had to be something he could do with her to get her out of his hair, possibly allow him to make a break for it without getting burdened. See? This is why you need to stop trying to be the gallant type. It keeps biting you in the ass...
If it didn't seem like he would get punched, Banri would laugh at his friend's misfortune. But instead, he unchocked the wheels and started to push his cart away, snickering the whole time. Gojyo felt like chasing him down and giving him a beating as he puffed on his cigarette. Ditched. In trouble. Again. "This isn't my day...And I just need to cut that guy off, cold turkey."
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Post by Keishoumaru on May 19, 2011 20:32:32 GMT -5
Keishoumaru knitted her brows as she listened to Gojyo. Apparently he wasn't taken into being bossed around. Apparently she seemed very untrustworthy and would just cause trouble. Well, it wasn't really too far from the truth. He had no good reason to comply to her demands, now that she thought about it a bit. Kei scratched her cheek as she stared at him in an awkward silence. The realization that she was seen as some typical demon with no reputation or worth was slowly dawning on her. As much as it annoyed her to admit it, she was going to have to be more diplomatic.
Diplomacy was never her strong suite. She had no reason to be, back in the Demon Realm. The Makaioshin ruled, and if there were disagreements then it was settled in battle. She wouldn't be diplomatic when dealing with Dabura, much less any other demon. Force and intimidation were the only things that moved others to do one's bidding. Still, she couldn't resort to that in this situation. If she was her old self, this conversation would have ended after the first signs of resistance. It didn't take much to infuriate her back then. Now, it's just annoying and troublesome that she doesn't get her way.
Back to the matter at hand, despite how annoyed she was, she did want assistance. From what she has gathered so far, it seems that 'money' is a prevalent item and that everyone in this world required it. This Gojyo also seemed to be already in the service of someone else judging by the way he stated he did not want her to go with him to his 'work'. Not allowing her to step foot in his domain was to be expected as well. Demons were very territorial beings.
The one important thing that she didn't hear him say was a flat out 'no' to her. It basically all boiled down to presenting her demand in a more favorable tone. The absurdity of it, but it's the only way to get what she wanted. In that case, Keishoumaru thought of a bright idea that just might sway him to her cause.
"Fine, how about I put it this way. If you lend your services to me, I will pay you with money." Kei shook the paper money she held at him. If all it took was money to acquire his compliance, then it was a simple solution. "I will also return the favor that I owe." Keishoumaru grinned. How was that for diplomacy?
She was already thought up a back-up plan in case this one refused the money offer. She knew demons well enough; millions of years of living in a realm full of them would constitute as having experience. Every demon, including herself, had something in common...vice.
Amikoharu just clapped her feet together lightly as she listened and waited. The red-haired fellow doesn't seem to like her mother. Her suddenly eyes fixated on the two long strands of hair that swept up and down in front of his face like a pair of antennae. Having seen nothing like it before, she continued to stare with starry eyes.
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Post by Sha Gojyo on May 21, 2011 1:00:59 GMT -5
It looked like she was going to try and coax him into helping her. It made him snicker a little when she tried to bribe him in a way. Sure, having money was great. But he was a simple guy. All he needed it for was booze, cigarettes and to make sure he lived comfortably. Sure, it was a pain to part with the chunk of change like he had, but it could be made up for later on. As for the favor she was referring to, he wasn't exactly sure what she would do to pay it back. His brain almost immediately sprung to the idea of sex but she didn't seem the type to lower herself to such a thing.
His crimson eyes drifted down from her dark face to skim over her figure before they shifted over to Amiko...Who was giving him a weird fucking look. His eyes darted up to follow her line of sight and noted nothing besides the two bits of hair that often got him mocked by the monkey as a cockroach. He grunted at the kid, as he could already forsee her making some weird attempt to climb him at some point to yank on them, kids often did. Keeping an eye on her from the corner of his eye, he refocused on Keishoumaru.
"I don't see how you're going to pay me with money you don't have to spare right at the moment. And besides, I'm well off on my own. This was just a bump in the road."
It was alarming that he had a feeling he was not going to shake her away easily. Maybe...No, he wasn't entirely comfortable dragging the monk into the equation somehow. He knew most demons either avoided the holy grounds or they went to rampaging on it. He was half tempted to tell her that East City had quite a few holy men wandering there and she might not take too well to it. But he didn't want to risk possibly peaking her interest in a divine buffet should said information backfire on him.
Crap on a stick... He could always send her after Banri...But that wouldn't stop her from looking for him later on. Hell, even if he flat out said 'no', it wouldn't stop her from simply following him. With a grunt, Gojyo gave her a somewhat irate look as he dropped the last bit of his cigarette and stomped it out before getting out and lighting a new one to get back to his lengthy nicotine fix, "Sorry, honey, I don't take strays in. I did that before and now I can't get rid of him. Besides, you'll be just fine without me, you're a smart gal and this dumb world is easy to figure out."
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