Day 22, Waiting Room 2, Evening Shift

Mar 04, 2007 01:07

Sanzo couldn't think of anyone who would want to visit him. He knew that he wasn't exactly the most pleasant person around - not that he gave a shit - so it wasn't like he made any friends. That was more for the others: Gojyo had called him a "self-absorbed prick" more than once, and Sanzo didn't care to change it. Fuck the roach ( Read more... )

visitors, haku, zell, soujirou, eric draven, azel, sanzo

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damned_visitors March 6 2007, 10:38:19 UTC
His hair was still long and braided, face aged and peaceful, but the clothes 'Koumyou Sanzo' wore were far from priestly.

"It is a nice afternoon" he said calmly, sitting down in front of Sanzo. His smile was wry and familiar.

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31st_of_china March 6 2007, 11:21:13 UTC
Sanzo as the other man seated himself in front of the monk. Of all the voices and faces he'd expected to hear, this wasn't it. He'd half-expected Kanzeon Bosatsu so come down from the heavens, gracing them with her/his presence just so he/she could have a good laugh at them all. At the very worst, Sanzo had been preparing himself not to take that shit silently.

But this....

Sanzo had gone pale, and from the look on his face, he'd just suffered a sensation very much like being kicked in the stomach. The last he'd seen of his master was the ripped-up corpse that the bandits left behind: all he remembered was the dismembered body parts and hair floating in a pool of blood, the last seeping into the cracks of the floor.

"You can't be here." The priest managed to get out.

The man before him just wasn't possible. Even if the mannerisms and appearance were dead-on, just as Sanzo remembered it years ago. This couldn't be real.

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damned_visitors March 7 2007, 10:33:14 UTC
He smiled pleasantly, though his eyes seemed to glint.

"And yet it seems I am." He folded his hands in his lap, inclining his head in a slight nod before taking a moment to glance absently around the room, the disdain not hidden on his face.

"It's stifling in here. I had hoped they would send you somewhere less oppressive."

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31st_of_china March 7 2007, 18:28:30 UTC
Sanzo's first instinctive thought was: He doesn't like it here either.

Koumyou had always preferred to be out under an open sky than indoors. It would have been perfectly normal for his master to think that about a place like this. If his master had actually survived that night.

Sanzo gave himself the slighest shake, unable to stop staring at the man before him.

No. He couldn't buy into this new bullshit Landels was feeding him. Because it wasn't realNo matter how much he wanted otherwise, he'd had to come to grips that there wasn't anything that could be done to bring Koumyou back. The only thing he could do was take back what was stolen that night ( ... )

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