Somehow, Tenpou has found a fresh lab coat to replace his bloody one, but in the process of procuring his new attire, he has managed to misplace his lighter. (Not that he realized this at the time).
He's at a cafe reading a book when its absence first presents itself. He pulls out a cigarette and - still busily skimming the words on the page - blindly goes digging through his pockets in search of that non-existent light. His hands come up empty. In any case, the proprietor of the cafe is frowning at him while meaningfully tilting her head toward the NO SMOKING sign, so it seems like Tenpou's time is up. He smiles and gets up, tucking the book away as he leaves.
He's breezing past a nearby building when he smells a whiff. A smoker? Where there's smoke, there is always light. He stops in front of the man and says politely, "Pardon me. Might I have a light? I'm afraid I've misplaced my own..."
It definitely wasn't the first time Sanzo had heard that name. Hell, it wasn't even the first time he'd heard that name from someone in a lab coat who vaguely resembled Hakkai. "I swear, if one more of you calls me that I'm going to shoot the next one who does."
In spite of the attitude, Sanzo fished the lighter out of his pocket and tossed it at Tenpou.
"Are you one of the ones I've seen before, or are you new here?"
"Oh...ahaha," Tenpou laughs apologetically as he takes the offered light. The man really does look very much like Konzen at first glace. He even has the same warm golden aura about him, despite the prickly and somewhat threatening remarks from him, so it's no wonder that Tenpou has mistaken him for his friend.
"My mistake."
Tenpou brings a cigarette to his lips and lights it up before handing the lighter back. He takes a drag and then exhales.
"Thank you," he says with an appreciative smile.
Konzen had hated Tenpou's smoking. He said the stale stink would get all over his clothing and was difficult to wash out.
"I don't believe we've met. So yes...I suppose I am new. My name is Tenpou."
Sanzo inhales, and then stuffs the lighter back in his pocket before exhaling the smoke.
"You're the third one I've seen. They always call me that."
It didn't really annoy Sanzo as much as he pretended. He didn't care who other people thought he was, but he definitely had issues with that Konzen guy. Sanzo had seen him once, and he didn't like what he'd seen. Konzen was too pretty, too delicate and willowy. He looked more like a model than a fighter. Sanzo didn't want to be compared to him.
Gojyo is not having a good day. He's topless, because no shirt will stay on, and he's covered - covered - in tattoos. Sanzo, your name is on there, as is Hakkai's (Hakkai's is on there in three or four places, actually) And Goku's is there too. Yeah. And Kanan's. And Kami-sama's.
And a double handful of other names, none of whom will probably be familiar. Boy gets around.
"Tell me you've got a goddamn cigarette."
If he notices that Sanzo's hair is behaving oddly in the back, or that his collar is drooping, well. He's not going to say a thing.
((Because I couldn't resist! For this thread only, Gojyo here is my Lovesphere Gojyo, because it's funnier that way.))
Sanzo just stares for a minute, because he doesn't have any idea what the names mean yet. It looks like shit. Not that he'd expect any better from Gojyo, but still. Sanzo's betting that it's someone's (probably Hakkai's) idea of a practical joke.
So, yeah. Trying not to laugh at you, perverted kappa.
"What the fuck happened?"
And no, he's not going to offer you a cigarette, even though he has almost a whole pack full.
((Yeah, Sanzo's 'first time' was in another com, too. If I didn't include it then he'd still have his cherry.))
Gojyo's figured out exactly what the names mean, which is why he's crossing his arms in a feeble attempt to hide Goku's name where it's written huge and scrawling across the side of his chest.
[Lovesphere characters have it tough. This Sanzo can't wear his sleeves because his arms have names scribbled on them; Cho Hakkai and Sha Gojyo as a normal tattoos and Seiten Taisei and Seymour Guado almost like scarification. Non-con is a bitch.]
These have been strange days for Goku. It seems like he wakes up someplace new every few weeks, but never quite where he ought to be. At least this time, he remembers being here before. Kougaiji had called it the 'green room,' though it hardly seemed like an accurate description to Goku.
He knows that Sanzo is here somewhere, and so he eagerly goes looking for him. He finds him outside, surrounded by the familiar scent of Marlboro Red. Goku smiles brightly and trots up to him, waving.
That's a familiar voice... and a familiar voice, too. Sanzo looks up from his smoke to acknowledge the monkey, without betraying how happy he is to see him.
"Hey."
And he wonders if this is a new Goku, or one that he's met before. It's hard to tell in this place.
Goku looks like he always does, and if anyone is paying any attention, they'll notice that he doesn't have any of the telltale tattoos that have been plaguing everyone else today.
He's really happy to see Sanzo - whom he hasn't seen in a few weeks now - and it shows quite obviously on his smile. Sanzo might be mad at him for having disappeared for so long, but he actually wouldn't mind being thwacked by that paper fan. It's strange that he could miss something like that, but he does.
"Hehe. How's it goin'? I guess I'm uh...back now."
Sanzo is paying attention, and he's glad that Goku doesn't have any tattoos. He hopes that it means what he thinks it does, because he meant what he said to Gojyo earlier. Anyone who touches the monkey is dead.
"So it is you!"
And Goku is getting whacked by the fan now. Sanzo tries to save himself from doing it to newcomers, but if you're not new then you're not exempt.
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He's at a cafe reading a book when its absence first presents itself. He pulls out a cigarette and - still busily skimming the words on the page - blindly goes digging through his pockets in search of that non-existent light. His hands come up empty. In any case, the proprietor of the cafe is frowning at him while meaningfully tilting her head toward the NO SMOKING sign, so it seems like Tenpou's time is up. He smiles and gets up, tucking the book away as he leaves.
He's breezing past a nearby building when he smells a whiff. A smoker? Where there's smoke, there is always light. He stops in front of the man and says politely, "Pardon me. Might I have a light? I'm afraid I've misplaced my own..."
Tenpou pauses and blinks. He smiles, surprised.
"...Konzen?"
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It definitely wasn't the first time Sanzo had heard that name. Hell, it wasn't even the first time he'd heard that name from someone in a lab coat who vaguely resembled Hakkai. "I swear, if one more of you calls me that I'm going to shoot the next one who does."
In spite of the attitude, Sanzo fished the lighter out of his pocket and tossed it at Tenpou.
"Are you one of the ones I've seen before, or are you new here?"
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"My mistake."
Tenpou brings a cigarette to his lips and lights it up before handing the lighter back. He takes a drag and then exhales.
"Thank you," he says with an appreciative smile.
Konzen had hated Tenpou's smoking. He said the stale stink would get all over his clothing and was difficult to wash out.
"I don't believe we've met. So yes...I suppose I am new. My name is Tenpou."
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Sanzo inhales, and then stuffs the lighter back in his pocket before exhaling the smoke.
"You're the third one I've seen. They always call me that."
It didn't really annoy Sanzo as much as he pretended. He didn't care who other people thought he was, but he definitely had issues with that Konzen guy. Sanzo had seen him once, and he didn't like what he'd seen. Konzen was too pretty, too delicate and willowy. He looked more like a model than a fighter. Sanzo didn't want to be compared to him.
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And a double handful of other names, none of whom will probably be familiar. Boy gets around.
"Tell me you've got a goddamn cigarette."
If he notices that Sanzo's hair is behaving oddly in the back, or that his collar is drooping, well. He's not going to say a thing.
((Because I couldn't resist! For this thread only, Gojyo here is my Lovesphere Gojyo, because it's funnier that way.))
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So, yeah. Trying not to laugh at you, perverted kappa.
"What the fuck happened?"
And no, he's not going to offer you a cigarette, even though he has almost a whole pack full.
((Yeah, Sanzo's 'first time' was in another com, too. If I didn't include it then he'd still have his cherry.))
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Gojyo's figured out exactly what the names mean, which is why he's crossing his arms in a feeble attempt to hide Goku's name where it's written huge and scrawling across the side of his chest.
"Gimme a smoke, Sanzo, seriously."
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Just to be cruel, Sanzo decides that he's not giving Gojyo a cigarette until he knows why those names are there.
"Tell me what happened."
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So this place also plays shitty games?
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Tch... what place doesn't?
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Wishing I was back in the damn car says it all. These places are messed up.
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Yeah, even going back on the road with those idiots would be better.
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He knows that Sanzo is here somewhere, and so he eagerly goes looking for him. He finds him outside, surrounded by the familiar scent of Marlboro Red. Goku smiles brightly and trots up to him, waving.
"Hey! Sanzo!"
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"Hey."
And he wonders if this is a new Goku, or one that he's met before. It's hard to tell in this place.
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He's really happy to see Sanzo - whom he hasn't seen in a few weeks now - and it shows quite obviously on his smile. Sanzo might be mad at him for having disappeared for so long, but he actually wouldn't mind being thwacked by that paper fan. It's strange that he could miss something like that, but he does.
"Hehe. How's it goin'? I guess I'm uh...back now."
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"So it is you!"
And Goku is getting whacked by the fan now. Sanzo tries to save himself from doing it to newcomers, but if you're not new then you're not exempt.
"Didn't I tell you to quit running off?"
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