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[green_eye_demon]

Once, the green-eyed man had been a familiar sight around the hotel. Always polite, always smiling, he usually had a softly murmured greeting for people he passed in the hallway. If once caught him in the bar, he would smile that placid smile of his and offer nothing more than a simple game of cards, and even if he lost, there was that soft glint

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[despero_mihi]

[ The room was dark -- no, dim, that was the right word -- and the woman's pale bloated body swam in the shadows like a corpse beneath the surface of a lake. Seated on the bed, she gestured for him to enter, and close the door.

If the room looked familiar, it wasn't by accident. This was the bedroom of that tiny house just outside of Chang'an, and the bed she sat on was the one where Hakkai -- not Hakkai then, not yet, but no longer Gonou -- had laid as the wound in his belly knitted.

But all the little details that has made the room a home were gone. The television and the pile of unboxed pornographic VHS tapes, the clothing that never seemed to manage to get all the way into the dresser drawers, the hairbrush and the empty packs of cigarettes and the half-full glasses... everything that he had touched, gone. The room was bare, save for the bedframe and the old striped and stained mattress. And the woman.

If she really was a woman. ]

I've been waiting for you.

((ooc: CR only with this one! I never play sex with her.))

[green_eye_demon]

[ He saw the room first. For a moment, the sense of homecoming washed over him and in the back of his mind, he realized it was the first true emotion he'd felt in recent days. Unfortunately, that calm welcome passed as quickly as the breath left his lungs. He'd noticed the differences now and felt that same icy chill settle back over his barely stable mind.

Closing the door silently behind him, he stepped further into the room as his gaze finally fell on his new found companion. The tone of her skin brought back memories he prayed would stay buried and sent a fresh wash of nausea through him suddenly knotted stomach. ]

I feel as if I already know you, but I'm not sure of your name. Why?

[despero_mihi]

[ The wicked fishhook ring glinted on her finger as she reached out a hand to him. Come, the gesture said. Sit by my side. ]

You know me, Zhu Bajie.

[ Her Mandarin wasn't the common Beijing accent that Hakkai spoke, was it? Or Chang'an's Zhongyuan either. At first it had sounded so, but the way she pronounced his name -- one of his names, anyway -- was pure Lanyin. Gojyo's accent. ]

You've been mine from the beginning.

[green_eye_demon]

[For a moment, he held his ground. The last thing he wanted was to be close enough to that bloated body to touch it, but soon enough, he found himself moving closer. He paused beside the bed, watching her with tired eyes even as the wicked knot in his belly tightened at the sound, the feel of that familiar accent.]

I would prefer to be my own. I have no desire to belong to anyone else.

You appear to be slowly pulling me back into being properly active again.

[thewaitingdark]

The space he stepped into was outside, a vast open area of desert-like terrain. Sephiroth himself was a bit further in, carefully, but quickly, moving through his sword katas with no opponent at all.

Yay!

[green_eye_demon]

He heard Sephiroth long before he realized he saw him. The sound tugged at him, tried to draw him in, but he stayed as he was, shoes barely making an imprint in the thick sand beneath his feet.

[thewaitingdark]

He slowed, then turned, pausing as he looked over to where he felt himself being watched, and he cocked his head. "Hakkai. Spar with me?"

[green_eye_demon]

".... no."

His voice was soft and rough, as if he hadn't been speaking much recently. At least, not since his run in with Adela and Muraki. He knew he wasn't at his best, not with the bandages still covering where Adela had stabbed him to free herself.

Been wanting to tag you for a while....

[ninjainviolet]

It was the garden Hakkai had ventured into, where Sheena was currently watching a black wolf play among the flowers. She was encouraging such playfulness by tossing a stick for the wolf to catch and bring back to her occasionally.

Welcome!

[green_eye_demon]

He almost felt like he was intruding on such a peaceful scene, so he stayed back, content to settle himself as he was, watching them.

:) Thanks!

[ninjainviolet]

Peaceful scenes like this were rare in the hotel, so Sheena held on to them as hard as--and as for as long as--she could. However, her arm was beginning to get tired, and laughing, she called out to the wolf. "Come on, Zora, I need a break." Zora, on the other hand, didn't share her need to rest, and spotting Hakkai, trotted over to the stranger, his tail wagging in invitation.

Sheena's jaw dropped and embarrassed, she called the wolf back, but he stayed where he was, offering the stick to the new "player". "I am so sorry," she said to Hakkai. "He can be stubborn, but he won't hurt you."

[green_eye_demon]

Green eyes flicked down to watch the wolf for a moment. There was no fear in his gaze or the line of his muscles. In fact, he almost smiled at the animal before he bent down to offer his hand for a sniff and a greeting.

"It's quite alright. I don't mind at all."