[action] To Look A Gift Horse In the Mouth
Who: Hakkai & Gojyo
Where/When: Sunagakure, 9/25
Status: Closed, ongoing
Style: Action
Warnings: Will keep you posted ( Read more... )
Where/When: Sunagakure, 9/25
Status: Closed, ongoing
Style: Action
Warnings: Will keep you posted ( Read more... )
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There's water on the breeze, though, and swimming pool or not, it's a welcome scent, clean and alive and tempting as all hell. He's going to drop his bags by that water, and stick his face in it all the way up to his ears. He's going to peel off his filthy, rapidly-approaching-rank clothes and drop them in the dust and pour water over his skin until he can breathe again. He's going to splash water at Hakkai until he's clean too, and he's going to drink until his stomach feels like it's going to burst, and he's...
...shakujou is in his hand the second that flash of white up ahead registers as familiar-shaped boxes. That fucking bitch. She really did it.
She knows where they are.]
Yukari.
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If she were here, she'd let us know.
[His wrists give a sympathetic twinge of pain. The sore spots on his hips, aggravated from so much sleep on the ground.
If she were here, he wouldn't be walking along freely. He's certain. She let him know she'd do it again. No matter how she played at being sorry, she'd do it again. He didn't doubt it. The wench had no conscience.]
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[ With a quick twist of his shoulders, his pack hits the ground with a dusty thud. Two steps away from the potential tripping danger, and Gojyo's ready for a fight. She's here somewhere, watching them. She has to be. Watching to see how her present is received.
Shakujou slides easily beneath his palms as he adjusts his grip. He's out of sweat. That's probably not a good thing. Best to get the fight over with quickly, then. He raises his voice to a shout. ]
I told you to fuck off, bitch!
[ The sound echoes off the baked clay walls, and Gojyo strains his ears, listening for anything moving under the echo. There's nothing. So far, anyway. ]
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[Husbands and wives share these things. He was also planning on making a good supply of easy-to-cook meals so she wouldn't starve or impose herself on the rest of the village while he was gone.
The last few nights in particular have left them completely sapped, and Gojyo's about five seconds away from collapsing due to dehydration.
He's somehow certain she isn't there, she's just not that subtle and sitting out in the hot and dry to see her prank to fruition isn't her style, (and if she was, he'd just feel it), but ( ... )
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Like tea and smokes... like anything could make up for what she did. Gojyo tightened his grip on shakujou, rounding the far corner of town, trying not to think about the pristine white boxes. Of course he couldn't smoke them. Even if they weren't poisoned, they were as good as a bribe. They should torch them... no, no they should leave them untouched where they're sitting. Yeah. Yeah, they shouldn't even respond to the gifts, they should just leave them where they lay.
Mind made up, Gojyo stumbled back to the oasis and that lovely fresh scent of water. Banishing shakujou in a flash, he upended a full bucket over his head, and his groan was a groan of pure pleasure. ]
Town's clear.
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