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[teeheepriest]

Characters: teeheepriest & lecherous_kappa
When: About afternoon nap time
Where: Fire Station
Rating: PG-13, to be safe
Summary: Two people with very different opinions on certain things should probably not meet up. You can't prevent accidents, though...

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[lecherous_kappa]

Gojyo was not having a particularly bad day. Sure, he was still in this city, there was still a Sanzo running around who might shoot him, and Hazel wasn't dead, but life was all right. The cow was back, and the Monkey had a new little friend.

Wandering around the city, he fooled around with his shakujo. He didn't need to practice with it, didn't care to practice with it. But it was fun to sendthe things that wanted to eat him scampering. Gojyo was not going to be eaten by a bunny. Retracting the chain for a moment, Gojyo pulled out a cigarette and lit up. They'd found a new stash, so he was back in business with his path to cancer.

He heard a noise up ahead. The shakujo rested against his shoulder, ready, and Gojyo rounded the corner to see someone with a hose pipe.

[teeheepriest]

Seishirou, occupied with the hose pipe and its link to a faucet, didn't hear or feel someone was close by. Usually, he would have easily spotted the newcomer, the disturber. The city was big enough that he let his caution slide often enough, as was the case then in that moment. Kamui might be in the city and willing to kill him but that wasn't a reason to be more careful than absolutely necessary

[lecherous_kappa]

The other guy looked familiar. It was probably one of the many annoying people around the city. Gojyo couldn't tell all of them apart all of the time. There were too many idiots here.

"What the fuck is that interesting about a damn hose and faucet? The chance of any running water is shitty." Gojyo leaned against the wall, watching the other. Oh, right, Seishi-something. That was who this was. Not stupid, if Gojyo remembered right. But damn annoying.

[teeheepriest]

It didn't take him more than a quick glance to recognize the man. He pulled a face and let the hose be a hose. His grind didn't take long to return to his face, then it changed into a meaningless little smile. "Why, hello."

Seishirou tilted his head and looked the other one up. Though he gave no signs that would lead you to expect an attack from him anytime soon, Seishirou prepared his defenses. He knew the body who could be against him well enough to have an advantage over him if it came to a fight.

He pointed at the hose, his hand hidden under his cloak, then at himself. "Well, what is that interesting about a man fumbling with an uninteresting hose and faucet... in your humble opinion, if I may request?"