Hacked [Active]

[smoking_gun3]

Character(s): Genjyo Sanzo, Cho Hakkai, Sha Gojyo, open to anyone
Content: Sanzo finds that his journal has been screwed over by an unknown hacker.
Setting: Paixao Central Station
Time: Monday afternoon.
Warnings: Cursing, most likely.

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[8times]

"Well, he should be here

[the_erokappa]

Gojyo, however, was not enjoying the walk nearly as much as his companion was. In fact, he was all in all rather annoyed. And complained about it. Alot. Everything from his feet being sore to needing a beer to needing to pick up ciggarettes to needing to find a woman to screw. If you could think of a complaint, he had probably already said of it. It certainly didn't help that they were doing all this to the damn monk, of all people.

And if the monk was here, where was the damn monkey? He usually never strayed far from him. Gojyo hated to admit it, but he was worried about the little squirt. For that matter, if Lirin was here, where was the rest of her group? Where was Dokugakuji?

"So, is there just food in there, or did you remember my ciggarettes?" He asked, raising a brow as he peered at the paper bag,

[smoking_gun3]

He was in the middle of lighting up a cigarette when Gojyo and Hakkai arrived. The first thing he heard was the kappa's bitching.

Dammit.Sanzo hadn't exactly been looking forward to this reunion. The monk didn't mind meeting Hakkai. The healer was quiet, mostly unintrusive, respected his personal space, intelligent, and not a dipshit

[8times]

He replied to his friend's question with a lighthearted laugh. Of course Gojyo would be thinking about his cigarettes, but he was worrying for nothing; Hakkai had the things they bought at the grocery store (which, really, was just cigarettes and food for "Lirin-control") in his bag. "They're here, Gojyo, don't worry."

Then, of course, there was Sanzo. When they finally reached him, Hakkai looked back and forth between monk and roach. They weren't at each other's throats just yet, but he knew better than to make something of it. Sanzo would surely have his gun out soon. Hakkai's smile widened a little bit as he set his bag down, but it didn't take long for that smile to fade.

"Where's Goku?"

... indeed, where was Goku?

"I looked," he began, his voice taking on an apologetic tone. "I haven't seen him anywhere. Nobody has. I even asked around..."

Hakkai heaved a sigh and shook his head. "You'd think Goku would stand out in a place like this..."

Well, at least he had been right in assuming that Sanzo would be worried about the boy

[the_erokappa]

Gojyo frowned as he heard the monk's voice. He really did not want to deal with him. He was such annoying prick. But, as they were already here, he supposed it couldn't be helped.

It was a good question he proposed though. Just where was Goku? Did he not get transported to this weird place? Somehow, he doubted that the monkey could last very long at all on his own. How would he eat?

"Well, we should just keep a ear out for him, right? I mean, I imagine we'll be able to hear him whining even miles away, considering how hungry the saru must be at this point." Gojyo added, trying to lighten up the mood slightly. He wasn't very good when things got all serious.

Yes, he was worried though, and the fact that he was joking about it pratically proved it.

[smoking_gun3]

The fact that they were all here but Goku was disturbing enough. Sanzo knew that Hakkai and Gojyo could take care of themselves. As much as the kappa pissed him off, he could fend for himself. So could Goku, but only to a certain point. Without the priest nearby, the monkey was liable to do all sorts of stupid shit, ranging from falling off a cliff to eating something poisonous.

Sanzo stifled down the rising sense of unease with another drag from the cigarette, as he finally rose. Hakkai meant well with his reassurance, but they were empty: Sanzo wouldn't be satisfied until Goku was found. And then Gojyo opened his mouth, and pure idiocy spilled out.

The priest shot a glare at the kappa. He was troubled enough about the monkey's absence that the "joke" was more than unwelcome. There was also those remarks the roach had made to him over the journals that the monk wasn't going to forget any time soon.

"It'd be hard to hear his complaining over your bitching."