Son Goku {Saiyuki}
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Where do I even start...? The Little Goku Great Sage Equal To Heaven Monkey The Void (like the other dozen voids walking around)
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Post by Son Goku {Saiyuki} on Jun 9, 2011 6:24:26 GMT -5
He'll calm down, huh? That was easy for the guy who was never the target of Sanzo's frustrations to say. In that rare instance, Goku was sure the pervy water sprite in the other room would agree. Sanzo was never calm, he was just different variations of angry. There was quiet, repressed anger then full blown atomic anger.
To his surprise, he didn't hear Sanzo screaming anymore. He wondered if Gojyo had finally dropped dead from the deathly glaring the monk was capable of. That would be a great explanation as to why the restaurant had not exploded yet. A dead kappa would surely put Sanzo in a great mood. But he hadn't heard a loud thud that would have sounded had a big dumb kappa died and he could still hear the redhead talking...Yet he had not heard the resounding slam of the harisen or the click of the Smith & Wesson either. So he was both surprised and confused.
"Huh..." Maybe Hakkai was right?
His nose twitched, even as his ears picked up the name calling from outside the window. He grumbled about stupid lechy kappas as he sniffed his way from under the workstation. A little drool was collecting in the corner of his mouth and he pouted pleadingly at the two cooks. "Can I get something to eat now...? I'm fricking starving..." He'd take his food in the kitchen if he could this time. Goku was still skeptical about going out into the dining room.
With a slight bit of dread still lurking in the back of his mind, he rose up enough to peek through the window in the kitchen door. Looking through the service window would be a little obvious. Though his peeking through the door window wasn't any better, his wild spiky hair blocking any view of the kitchen wall behind him. It didn't matter though, because the brunette made the mistake of leaning on the swing door and he tumbled into the dining room with a loud squawk and some desperate flailing. Either way, he made enough noise to rival that of an elephant and his hiding act was pretty much in the shitter now. "Crap..." Shifting himself into a sitting position on the floor, he debated on scrambling back into the kitchen or just sucking it up and going over to the table. It was probably too late to go into hiding again anyway...
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Post by Dr. Ni Jianyi on Jun 9, 2011 6:29:53 GMT -5
"Mm. That all sounds quite good."
The spy bug zoomed in on the list, reading the array of drinks at the bartender's disposal. He was quite curious about that Black Samurai. The good doctor would give anything the good old college try really.
"Well now, I think it's time to play a game, wouldn't you agree?" Looking down at his stuffed companion, Ni manipulated it so that it nodded in agreement while he spoke in a squeaky voice, "'Sounds like fun!'"
"You don't know the half of it." Ni chuckled back. While he was sure his...'benefactor' would prefer he wait till what was dubbed the appropriate time, he just couldn't bring himself to wait. He wanted the games to begin! And he wanted to see how the first player would do. He expected great things, if the combination of demonic enhancement combined with the machinery to bury it deep down without detection were any indicators. The dark haired man held the stuffed rabbit against his cheek as he enlightened it to what they were about to do. "Now, our DSL-1, will force it's way right through the skin, and then it will work it's way over to attach to the spine with some help from us. Then our good friend's super duper yummy demonic magic will do it's stuff."
Striking the pose of an ever fervent gamer, Ni took hold of a controller while his friend sat in his lap. The screen above the Spy Bug monitor was alive via the observant eyes of the dark blue DSL-1, which was about the length and width of a playing card. It's shape resembled a scarab in a way, though not nearly as bulbous. It flew in through another open window, well away from where Sanzo sat and landed on the ground by the wall. The bug scuttled along, disappearing behind the bar before it tucked itself away in a corner, out of sight. Once the redhead came back around, the next phase would begin. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the opening.
"I apologize beforehand, my red rose, but this will sting..." The scientist smiled, making sure he had a fresh cigarette on hand, "...horribly."
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Cho Hakkai
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Post by Cho Hakkai on Jun 12, 2011 13:59:49 GMT -5
Upon hearing the noise calm down, Hakkai moved away from his work station to tend to Hakuryu who was making small noises from his basket. He placed a small bowl of food for the small dragon and another dish for water. Hakuryu gave a small whistle of approval and chirped as Hakkai stroked the dragon's head affectionately for a moment. The demon turned around to return back to his counter to wash his hands.
He smiled as he washed his hands, drying them with a cloth as he watched Goku attempt to plead for his food. "If you want to eat, you have to go outside of the kitchen. You know the rules, Goku." Hakkai usually gave into the monkey's pleas for other things, but when he had made a rule he made sure others followed it. The only one who was allowed to eat in the kitchen was Hakuryu and that was only because the dragon was too small to cause a mess.
A small chuckle was pulled out of the seemly happy man as Goku forgot that the door was one that swung and proceeded to fall out of the kitchen. Hakkai personally thought that it was a good thing for Sanzo have have the young man's company. It was just like giving someone a pet and telling them to take care of it. They didn't always want to, but in the end they did. It was amazing how well things worked out for the group, indirectly anyway.
Gojyo saved him, and they in turn became good friends and housemates. Sanzo found Goku and pulled the poor boy out of his misery. Hakkai hadn't known Sanzo before he had found Goku, but he assumed that the man was far more impatient than he was now. In the end their disfunctional group was just the way it should be.
Hakkai took the dishes from the window and set them in the large industrial dishwasher, choosing to wait for more dishes instead of washing just the few. He returned to the window with a smile, spotting Sanzo right across from it with the ever-so-happy look that always seemed to be on the monk's face. Note the sarcasm.
"Thank you for the compliment, Sanzo. Seems like it's an exciting day already." Hakkai knew he was teasing the monk, but he also knew that he was probably the only person that could get away with it. Rather than stand around being useless he chose to back up slightly so that he wasn't so close to the window and was at his work space where he could get started on Goku's order that was bound to arrive any moment.
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Genjo Sanzo
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Post by Genjo Sanzo on Jun 17, 2011 3:14:06 GMT -5
Of course it would get him a snarled obscenity. One did not tell Sanzo he was not allowed to smoke while he was in a bad mood. That was one of the dumbest damn things a person could do.
Besides. It gave him something to do while he waited for his damn drinks. It would be hell to get the priest to admit it, but the fuckin' kappa, despite the plethora of faults that so often caused Sanzo to reach for his gun with an itching trigger finger, wasn't that bad at brewing drinks. The drinks usually came with a side of wise-ass remarks and sarcasm, but they weren't skimping on the alcohol, and actually didn't taste like shit.
It did help that, like Gojyo had just so kindly pointed out, he did make them stronger for the priest, who seemed to have one of the highest alcohol tolerances on the fucking planet.
"Save your breath." Sanzo retorted instead, glancing around for any newspapers that might be laying about. It really was second habit by now, to reach for a newspaper whenever he sat down. However, before he could reach into his robes for the newspaper there, Gojyo had to open his damn mouth again. A scowl touched his face, but not before the commotion from the kitchen caught his attention.
In typical Sanzo fashion, he didn't even look over, and just turned his gaze to the shots. Taking one in his hand, he sipped it before knocking it back in one smooth motion, tossing the unruly blonde locks on his head back. The liquid burned, like it always did, but it was a welcome burn, one that he almost looked forward to. That one was the Sake Bomb. Strong, and bitter. His hand picked up the other shot, and he once again took a sip before knocking it back. So he liked to get a bit of a taste before he let the shot hit. The raspberry mixed pleasantly with the sake, giving it a rather interesting aftertaste.
"You. Get your ass over here." Any hope that Goku might have about Sanzo missing his entrance would be dashed as he pointed to the floor next to the bench that he sat in at the booth. And the tone he used told the brat quite clearly that not doing as he said would be detrimental to his health. "Or you can forget about eating Hakkai's cooking today." All right, that probably helped as well.
Truth was, he wasn't going to let the kid starve. Going five hundred years without eating was bad enough, and something in him was protective of the kid. Still. He was going to make his point heard. As he waited for the monkey to listen, he reached for the glass, eyeing the pitcher with a bland expression that hid any approval that might be there. Good. There'd be no skimping on the booze today. Lifting the glass, he took a drink, savoring the sweet taste of melon that seemed to overpower the liquor.
"Whatever. If you can, get out here Hakkai. I want to talk to you. All of you." The priest's violet eyes grew distant as he fell silent.
And as soon as the monkey came too close, the priest's hand snaked out, grabbing him by the shirt and yanking him to him. Those violet eyes woke with rage, and he hissed a single, dangerous sentence.
"You ever say any of that again and I will make you wish I had shot you instead!"
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Sha Gojyo
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Post by Sha Gojyo on Jun 17, 2011 4:23:56 GMT -5
Sure, Sanzo had not agreed...But he hadn't argued either. And the 'Save your breath' was fairly tame considering the source. The kappa didn't say anything in immediate response, only stood there smirking slightly.
Almond shaped crimson eyes watched him start to reach into his robe and he wasn't sure if the man was reaching for the fan or something else. If it were the fan though, he would have felt it before seeing it.
Hell, Sanzo was always reading shit when he sat around so maybe it was something to entertain himself. "No papers here...Got a book at the bar if you want, baldy." It was one he read sometimes, or tried to. Some of the words kind of flew over his head. He would never admit it to anyone, especially Sanzo of all people, but Gojyo wasn't the most literate person. Stepping away for a second, he came back over with a surprisingly thick black book with gold leaf filigree all over the hardcover which he sat on the table. Grimm's Fairy Tales. Yes, fucking fairy tales. It wasn't his, but something an absentminded and drunk customer had left, so he kept it on hand. To it's merit, it sometimes helped with the boredom.
It was amusing to watch the monk try the flavor before downing the shots, he had done the same after he had looked them up. He had printed out the mix instructions and then parked at the bar after hours to mix a few up and give them a taste test. The redhead liked to be able to tell the inquiring customers what might work with what they were feeling particular to. One of the few people he never really chatted with over the drinks was Sanzo actually. He just let the monk do as he wanted, besides it would be a cold day before he asked for Gojyo's opinion. Hakkai was a much better conversationalist anyway. Less fan.
He arched a thin brow as he turned his head once Goku finally got around to stumbling into the room. Since the monkey was now out of the kitchen and most likely about to join his master, Gojyo started to step away again from the booth to check on the booze hounds before he tilted his head. Holy shit, the monk wants to talk with them? Ha, no, it wasn't that rare, but wanting to talk to all three of them at once either meant there was something wrong or they were going to get berated for something. When he thought about it, he wasn't sure if they had really done anything. It had been weeks since they had all been at the temple at once and the last incident he remembered was breaking that jar deal.
His head turned towards the front door to make sure no one was coming in while he stood there and glancing at the dynamic drunk duo at the bar assured him they were riding high and still good on shots and snacks. The couple was gone, no one else had yet to come in. Sure, what was a break?
"Well, whatever. Break time." The water sprite chuckled, sliding into the booth across from Sanzo before Goku could think to sit down. Tapping out a cigarette, he gave it a light before he started to enjoy the stick. He sat in the booth at a bit of a slant. He hated booths, they weren't nearly spacious enough for his long legs and he knew if he wound up kicking Sanzo, one of the shot glasses was bound to connect with his head. When Hakkai got around to joining them, the kappa smiled slightly, "So, Cherry-chan, what did we do this time?"
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Son Goku {Saiyuki}
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Post by Son Goku {Saiyuki} on Jun 18, 2011 1:41:09 GMT -5
Going over to the table wasn't something Goku really wanted to do but he had no actual choice. Especially since Sanzo knew he was out of the kitchen now. Gulping audibly, he cursed the fact that Gojyo sucked at being a distraction and shuffled his way over to the booth with his head down like a puppy who knew he was in trouble. Well, at least he would be able to eat soon. Sanzo could always be pissed and smack him with the fan, but he never really let him starve, so thank the heavens for that.
When he headed over, he noticed Gojyo retrieving the large book and scoffed at him. "Ya stupid red roach, you can't read!" Actually, the monkey had no idea whether the water sprite could or not but that wasn't something he took the time to ponder.
The short brunette finished his death shuffle over to the table and half expected to take a few blows but to his surprise, Sanzo grabbed his shirt and yanked him in. The delivered threat made his gold eyes shift towards the kappa in a somewhat guilty manner, remembering he had been a hair away from spilling what he did to piss the monk off in the first place. "Uh...'Kay." When he was released, his sulking posture eased up and he started to turn when...
The big slut took his seat.
"Hey, you stupid lechy kappa! That's my seat! Get the hell out!" Goku didn't really register that Hakkai would be coming over to join them in a moment, all he knew was that the big butt goblin was in his spot and didn't look like he would move until his cigarette or even the conversation were over. With a growl, Goku dove under the table nevermind the two sets of legs and table pillar in his way and wormed over to slide up on the other side of the redhead. The monkey gave Gojyo a cross glare, "At least your fat butt doesn't take up the whole bench..."
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Cho Hakkai
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Post by Cho Hakkai on Jun 19, 2011 17:59:44 GMT -5
Hakkai moved about the kitchen with a quiet, happy hum as he got Goku's massive meal started. Preparing the food for the little black hole was something he wished on no cook, though more often than not it ended up being inflicted on other cooks. He faintly heard Sanzo call for him after making Goku go to the booth. The smiling man turned to Wu Tai and placed a hand on the back of his head with a chuckle. "Would you mind taking over for a bit?"
Wu Tai laughed as well at the younger man and shook his head in response before taking over the cooking of the large meal for the Sanzo and friends. "It's no problem, I've done it before."
Hakkai gave a small bow to the older male, a grateful smile upon his cheerful face. "Thank you very much." He straightened up and headed out of the kitchen with the recent newspaper in hand. There was a reason that Sanzo and he got along so well, and not just for their common dislikes. Hakkai chuckled as Goku got upset about where his housemate was sitting. He knew that Gojyo always did everything to make the monkey frustrated, it was akin to a big brother picking on the younger one just to hear him get mad.
He stood at the booth and placed the newspaper in front of the monk with no comment before sliding in next to him. His own long legs tucked in his own space bubble so that Gojyo wouldn't be too uncomfortable. "What's the problem?" Hakkai questioned his friend with a very small smile, realizing that it had to be related to the odd feeling he had been having for a little while.
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Genjo Sanzo
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Post by Genjo Sanzo on Jun 20, 2011 1:20:41 GMT -5
Of course it wasn't hard to get the fucking kappa to 'take a break'. The idiot hated work and took an excuse to slack off whenever he could. The priest just snorted, turning his violet gaze to the window after he said his piece to the monkey. For a moment, it seemed like he was going to have some peace. Then, the two idiots began to go at it
"Both of you shut the fuck up or I'll make you shut up." The priest snapped at the two, but refused to look at them, waiting until the soft-spoken cook joined them as well. Only then did his violet eyes turn back to them, smoke drifting out of his lips.
Actually, first he took the newspaper without a word. Then, he spoke.
"Something's happening in the west." The priest said, as he ran it all over through his mind. He wasn't one for oratory, though he knew he could surprise those around him when he decided to. Keeping his gravelly voice low, he went on.
"The Aspects have noticed a strange surge of demonic energies... Not just a few more coming to the surface for us to take down and go back to our daily lives. No this is... Something else. Something dark, rising like a storm on the horizon. And this storm... They're not sure if it will ever pass.
"Mythology speaks of the Seven Sins. The monks in the temples preach against the sins endlessly. But this isn't just another sermon. The Aspects fear there is a great power behind a rising of those Sins. What it is though... They're not certain yet."
He moved his violet eyes to each of them. Somehow, it almost seemed like the crimson chakra was more vivid then usual.
"Soon, I will be going west. And the Aspects request the three of you as my allies."
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Post by Sha Gojyo on Jun 20, 2011 1:56:21 GMT -5
A vein appeared on Gojyo's cheek when the monkey said something about his ass being big. It was far from it actually. Gojyo made sure he worked out to stay in peak shape unlike some people who sat on there butts all day like the bastard across from him. "My ass is perfectly sized. Just ask the monk, I'm sure he's looked at it a few times." Ah, he couldn't forego a chance to tease Sanzo and after that statement, he winked at the blond, taking a drag off his cigarette.
Things got a little more serious as Hakkai took a seat with them and Sanzo explained to him what the Aspects had laid out before them. Or him rather. Gojyo heard nothing about an order and he didn't feel he owed Sanzo a damned thing. So for him, the choice was easy.
"Pfft, request denied." Gojyo snorted before he pulled over one of the candle trays and snuffed out his cigarette. Crossing his arms over his chest, the kappa regarded the monk with a mellow smile. What happened in the west was not his problem anyway. "I don't owe those three stinkin' heads a thing and I don't like travel. Especially with an asshole like you. What makes you think I want to be stuck on the road with a shitty monk for days on end and no beautiful women around? No thanks."
Gojyo knew his refusal and his words would piss Sanzo off and he didn't care. With that said, he slid out of the booth seat, figuring he had nothing else to hear let alone say on the matter. It was likely Hakkai would come after him later to convince him otherwise...And it was hard saying no to Hakkai, so he had to try and figure out how he could do just that.
Flipping some of his hair back, he ignored some of the subdued catcalls from the two dumbfucks who were apparently drunk enough to mistake him for a chick at this point as he stepped behind the bar. "Shut up, you tards." Gojyo snatched away one of the shot glasses being waved at him and prepared to make some more shots. Maybe these morons would pass out and he could loot their wallets when Hakkai wasn't looking...
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Post by Dr. Ni Jianyi on Jun 20, 2011 2:05:53 GMT -5
How interesting...Genjo Sanzo knew of the SINS Project they were working on? Apparently the energies that the work he was doing in his lab were setting off warning bells for the big wigs above. It didn't matter, an effective array of powers would be given to each Sin and thensome. Still, Ni was curious to go see personally how the first Sin would do. Maybe he would help...And maybe he would get a little tail from his new pet to boot.
But first things first!
Once Gojyo came around the bar to fix more drinks, Ni took the window of opportunity and made his move.
Before the red head would register something scampering up his pant leg, which Ni noted were a little snug and made being ever so covert damn near impossible, the bug moved as quick as a flash and disappeared under the shirt. The only good thing the strange man had to say about the snug pants was that it hugged the pretty boy's ass nicely. "Snapshot for...later." That picture was a keeper.
The doctor, with a stoic expression of concentration on his face as he jiggled the controller in his hand this way and that, pushed buttons in rapid fire succession to get the job done quick. It was all an incredibly messy process and it left no doubt in his mind that the victim of his little device would be screaming bloody murder in just a hot second. The front claws of the DSL-1 gouged into the half-demon's skin and flesh above the hip bone and forcefully pushed in, thrashing sharp little legs as it dug it's way through. It took care not to knick any nearby organs. No sense in killing the test subject now!
Despite the screen shaking (most likely due to Gojyo having a fit of pain, ha!), Ni managed to work the DSL-1's way around. Here, inside the body, he took a slower and more subtle pace, not wanting to raise alarm to there being a presence inside. That would be borderline impossible, it was bound to cause some minor discomfort and an disconcerting tingle...But in light of the pain from the deep, bloody cut, it would go unnoticed. Eventually, he parked the DSL-1 in the vicinity of the upper back and now, the second waiting game would begin as the corrupting energies started to ooze out from tiny spouts that protruded out from either side. The process would be slow until Ni decided to gun it and fire up the transformation process.
Resting the controller on the metal table at his side, Ni leaned back with his arms folded behind his head. "Oh, I just have to record this show..." Actually, that's what he had been doing from the get go, "Kouryuu and I can sit and have a few shots of sake while we have a good laugh over the fun times."
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Sha Gojyo
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Post by Sha Gojyo on Jun 20, 2011 2:18:44 GMT -5
"The fuck..." Gojyo reached down and swat at his leg several times, feeling like something was crawling up his body. If it was some roach from hell he was going to be pissed. Didn't Yanma or Wu Tai keep the place fucking clean on both sides? Actually, Yanma was usually too busy being a Sanzo skank sometimes...
Not having the sensation of a crawling bug on him anymore, the kappa started to go back to his task when-
"HOLY FUCK!" The redhead jerked back in a sudden, exaggerated jerk before he lurched forward. He managed to hit his head on the side of the counter before he landed on the floor, clawing at his side to cover the area where the abrupt pain just seemed to explode from. Gojyo kicked his feet as he clutched the bleeding wound. Something in the back of his mind registered the strange feeling of something crawling inside but all he could focus on was the pain in his side. Not only did he have the wide gouge in his flesh, but he pulled something in his chest and succeeded in making a nice gash on his forehead.
"HAKKAI! HAKKAI! FUCKIN' HELP ME OUT HERE!" The water sprite whined in a shrill manner.
The two dipsticks at the bar simply leaned over, looking wobbly as they looked at the display on the floor. Being as zoned out as they were, they were a little more concerned with refills on their shots than the bartender bleeding all over the place on the other side of the counter. "Hey...We need, uh, more beer. What, uh, what are you doin' down there?"
"I'M IN FUCKIN' PAIN AND BLEEEEEDING! YOU-" The names Gojyo screamed were a little too colorful to put down in words.
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Post by Cho Hakkai on Jun 20, 2011 2:38:25 GMT -5
Hakkai turned his head to face Sanzo politely as the priest spoke. He frowned slightly at the news, as Sanzo was confirming the horrid feelings that he had been having lately. Something was just not right and now he knew the reason why. The demon rested his forearms on the table as he listened with a frown. "So it's a matter of finding something unknown while in the dark."
He didn't like that idea at all. It was better to know what they were up against to begin with, rather than just seek blindly for what could or couldn't be the source. Hakkai quieted himself as his friend continued to speak, finishing his portion of the conversation. Go the west, huh? Hakkai turned his head to his housemate as he spoke, the redhead was quick with his opinion on the subject and blunt as he always was. The man watched him walk away for a moment before turning his attention back to Sanzo. Well it didn't matter that Gojyo owed the aspects nothing, Hakkai owed them almost everything.
"I have no qualms with accompanying you. Gojyo will come around, I'll see to it." Hakkai was about to continue speaking before he heard his name being yelled bloody murder. He fluidly moved from the booth without even hesitating and was at Gojyo's side in an instant. He was quite fast when he wished to be, able to be anywhere on a battlefield in a second when he needed to be.
"Hold still." The healer demanded of his friend, searching for the cause of his pain. Hakkai batted away Gojyo's hands to replace them with his faintly glowing ones. "How ever did you manage this?" Hakkai questioned with a straight face. He found it hard to smile when a friend was in pain, though he could still tease them somewhat when it wasn't life threatening.
The wound was actually larger than he had expected, but it was slowly healing as he sped up the process with his chi. Once the wound was not so large, he moved one hand to Gojyo's forehead to take care of that while simultaneously healing the larger wound. Once the forehead gash was healed up, he focused on finishing the one on his hip until it was just a tender bruise. From there the man sought out any further injuries and found a cracked rib from landing on something hard. Hakkai placed both hands above the injuried area before settling back with a small smile, his breathing only the smallest bit hindered.
"It'll be tender for a while, but I prefer the body's natural ability to heal. You can't be too dependant on me." Hakkai teased lightly as he calmly made sure that there were no other serious places of pain. "What ever would you do without me, my friend?"[/color]
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Post by Son Goku {Saiyuki} on Jun 20, 2011 2:46:31 GMT -5
Goku growled when the kappa said Sanzo looked at his ass. The monk better get as pissed off about his saying that like he had when he said they should share a bed. It was only fair and besides, he hadn't accused Sanzo of anything.
He listened as Sanzo explained the whole deal and he realized that this whole mission had to have been what had Sanzo on edge. It didn't sound like the Aspects had given them much to go by. Did they even know what to look for? For all they knew, they would look like normal demons and they might not even realize it. And what the hell were the Seven Sins anyway? Just because he lived at the temple, that didn't mean he paid any attention to their preaching.
"Uh, what are the Seven Sins, Sa-" Goku was about to ask for some more information when the commotion at the bar had him leaning out the side of the booth. Down went Gojyo like a sack of potatoes, and screaming like he'd just been stabbed. "Gojyo?!"
His nose twitched, catching the scent of blood on the air. Then like a flash Hakkai was off to the rescue. Damn, that guy could move. Even though it sounded like everything was taken care of, Goku still climbed out of the booth to come over and have a look. There was quite a bit of blood and he looked around, not seeing anything that Gojyo could have stuck himself on. "Uh...What the hell happened?" The monkey leaned forward, hands on his knees as he tried to search some more but still failed to find anything dangerous enough to do any of that. "Maybe the Aspects got pissed off with him not wantin' to come on the trip?"
Since the disaster was taken care of, he reluctantly made his way back over to the booth and crawled back into his seat. "That was weird..."
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Post by Genjo Sanzo on Jun 20, 2011 3:55:47 GMT -5
Like that was unexpected. A vein appeared in Sanzo's forehead, one hand twitching as he actually fought the urge to give the kappa a smack right on the head. A flicker of his violet eyes caught Goku's glower. The look in Sanzo's eyes said that the fucking halfbreed was going to pay for that later, far worse then Goku had.
Right now, however, he just had to hold onto his temper.
"What the hell did I do to deserve getting stuck with this asshole?" The priest muttered as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, one eyebrow twitching as the red-haired man walked away.
Hakkai, however, had other plans. He was almost relieved that the one-eyed demon was with him on this. Sanzo was well aware that Hakkai was something of a calming factor, and had far more influence among their little party then most gave him credit for.
Then to make things even better, Goku started to ask one of his usual, dumbass questions-
... What the hell?
"... Now what? Did he burn himself on the oven?" The priest scoffed, even as he rose to his feet, eyes narrowed. Blood-curling screams never tended to be good... And as much as Sanzo dumped his anger and temper on the kappa, he wasn't the type to scream over a little burn. (Though frankly, it would serve him right to suffer some embarassing burn after his outright refusal and for the sexual comment.)
Still, his senses told him something was wrong, even if he had no idea why... A step behind Goku, his violet eyes immediately settled on the puddle of blood, ready to summon his gun at the first sign of malevolent movement.
But like Goku, he saw nothing that Gojyo could have gashed himself on. The drunks at the bar didn't have the rationality to do anything, and neither of them had any tell-tale blood splatters. The wound though... It looked deep, from what he could see... Hakkai, however, had it in hand. And there was nothing for Sanzo to shoot at.
"Don't be stupid, you damn chimp. Buddhism forbids violence." Sanzo retorted, once again bringing to mind the question of what the hell type of faith Sanzo followed when he broke every single rule, as he turned, heading back to the booth. The pitcher of Tokyo Rose was really looking good now.
"The idiot probably accidentally fell against a knife and was laying on it." Even he didn't believe himself, though.
Grabbing the pitcher, he refilled his glass as he took his seat, shaking his head. "Doesn't matter in the end. Hakkai's taking care of the clumsy tadpole. Your food should be coming out soon." Taking a drink, he enjoyed the melon, watching the two behind the bar from the corner of his eye.
"What about you, Goku? You going to tell me this is a waste of time? Give me an answer and I'll give you an answer to your question."
... He was going to regret that, but he couldn't help. Sometimes, just sometimes, the kid brought out the more paternal side of him.
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Sha Gojyo
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Post by Sha Gojyo on Jun 20, 2011 4:28:57 GMT -5
Where he couldn't rely on Sanzo or Goku to do much else than kill people and bash heads in, at least he could depend on Hakkai to help him out and show some kind of damned concern. Gojyo rolled over, away from Hakkai so his back was to him and on his uninjured side. Despite Sanzo's half-assed speculation, there was no knife lying anywhere on the ground.
"I don't...know what the fuck happened there." The water sprite grumbled, collecting himself as he rolled some more so he could start climbing to his knees. Then came the task of getting to his feet, for which he used the sturdy shelves to help in that. "Felt like somethin' was on my leg and then it stopped. Then...that happened."
Whatever that was to begin with. He'd been standing perfectly still and not doing a thing and then it was like his body decided to split open on it's own? That shit was not normal. Maybe he needed to go see the damned doctor now or something. "Thanks, man..." At least the wound was healed for the most part. It still ached though as did his chest and now he had a raging headache on top of it. And it helped none of that in how his temper was starting to boil.
Once he was up, he shot the retreating pair an especially foul glare. Little bastards weren't concerned in the least. Of course Hakkai more than had it taken care of, but would a smidge of concern hurt? Not even an 'Are you okay, ya dumb kappa?', he wouldn't discriminate. No, it was 'What the hell did you do?' and 'Don't mind the clumsy tadpole.' and he wasn't a damned frog! "What would I do without ya, 'Kai? Probably bleed to death on the floor cause those stinking assholes are made of suck." His eye twitched when the monk had the gall to call him a clumsy tadpole. Oh, he'd see clumsy pretty soon. Once that pitcher needed a refill, Gojyo would give the bald bastard what he deserved. 'Yeah, I'll show him clumsy...All over his fucking head.'
Snatching up a towel, he fished out some cleaner to try and clean the blood from the floor. Once that was done, then he'd worry about the blood all over his side. The booze buddied had hushed down after being cursed out in a most creative manner and waited for when the hot redhead got around to getting them some more to drink. Gojyo grumbled to himself as he awkwardly knelt down onto his knees to start cleaning while tilting his head up to look at Hakkai, "I'll be fine, man, just go finish the monkey's food...And before you even think it, I'm still sayin' no."
He grimaced, feeling the tender spot throb occassionally as he started to scrub. So help him, if Sanzo came over to look at him cleaning the floor, it wouldn't be a pitcher over the head. It would be fucking laxative or something. A ton of it. And then to be a royal douche, he'd slip some to the monkey too, just to make Sanzo's night the pits. The thought made him drape his arm over his mouth, trying not to laugh too much at what a spectacle that would be. 'Mm, do we have some laxative in here? That's almost too awesome not to do...'. Thinking about such a stunt made him feel so much better.
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