thenearshore | In a dream, I saw a gleam too far to reach [Closed]

Who: Sanzo-ikkou & Co.
What: Sanzang wants the group to just relax for like 5 damn minutes, okay? Please?? And hopefully no one gets shot??
When: May 23
Where: Sanzang/Kanzeon's temple
Warnings: I mean it IS the Sanzo-ikkou....

[Sanzang's been in a happy tizzy all day, practically bouncing around the temple with her soulless shinki Kikka, and her monkeys, making sure everything was set up for her little party. It wasn't so much like she was worried about everything being perfect-- it wouldn't be no matter how herd she tried, due to the implicit nature of her new group of friends. If the similarities between her group and this one was any indication, something was bound to go wrong. Hilariously so, probably, but wrong all the same.

No, she was just full of giddy energy. Her hot springs were open to them to enjoy, there was plenty of refreshments (alcoholic and not) and food, and Sanzang had even set up a little table of food just for her monkeys so they would, hopefully, not bother with the other food (or, god forbid, the alcohol).

Everything'll go well enough right? Right.

...Right??]

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A.(rrival)

[Hakkai's showing up well-prepared with a very large bento and basket over one arm with a few of Gojyo's wines tucked in. After the introductions, he heads straight for the refreshment table and begins rearranging it to fit the ones he's brought in among the others. No offense to Sanzang's cooking, of course! He's just helping to cater!

He's also, occasionally, shooing the monkeys away from the table meant for human and youkai consumption.

It's a shame he's too busy arranging canapes to notice the monkey stealing two wine bottles from his basket before they're firmly in hand.]

--Put that back!

[The snap in his tone and the fangs showing with the shout don't seem to be encouraging compliance. Instead, the monkeys scatter rapidly, the culprit keeping both bottles in hand.

Hakkai sprints after them, rapidly gaining on the wine-encumbered monkey. Panicked, it throws the bottles as far as it can. The other monkeys leap for them. Are you in the way?

If so: duck.]

B.(athing)

[Hakkai's not unbending enough to hang out in a hot spring in mixed company nude: luckily, he's brought a pair of swim trunks in an unfortunate shade of olive with brown piping. They show off a riot of vine markings across his torso and over both legs, as well as (somewhat to his displeasure) the still-vivid, twisted scar winding across his abdomen, but they do preserve his modesty while he leaves his folded towel on the nearest rock and steps into the steaming waters.

He has to admit, it really is nice. There's tension unwinding that he hadn't even known was there.

He'll just sink down a bit further in the water, sighing pleasantly, until the ends of his hair start to float.]

C.(hoose your own...!)

[Sharak follows Hakkai's lead, sinking into the water herself. She's wearing a black two-piece which- to what should be absolutely no one's surprise- reveals some extra scars as well. She doesn't seem bothered though and she hums as she swims towards the center of the pool to float gently.]

... All right, this isn't so bad.

Edited 2016-12-10 17:00 (UTC)

I can't complain! [Sharak's scars don't surprise him; he's a little surprised she's wearing a two-piece bathing suit, but, on reflection, monk's robes don't necessarily mean the person wearing them is prudish. He should have learned that by now.

He sweeps one hand idly through the blood-warm spring.]

Rest and relaxation are important, I've heard.

[If it helps, it's not exactly revealing by swimsuit standards. Barely any cleavage on display though, honestly, hiding these abs would be a crime.]

Can't say I'm used to either of those things, but it makes a nice change.

[Not that she's been super busy here, at least by her standards, but there's no rule against stressing yourself out while doing absolutely nothing!]

Hakkai laughs softly. He's not used to them either (there's a reason he's only heard they're important) but, well, it's not as if he's successfully done too many useful things here.

He might as well take a break in the company of friends.

Besides, Gojyo's going to be unable to resist teasing Sanzo about his very close connection with the lovely young lady who shares his name, and blood could be shed if Hakkai doesn't stay close enough to break it up before Sanzo gets mad enough to stop missing.]

It does, doesn't it? In the absence of anything urgent we can do.

How have you been managing as a goddess, incidentally, Sharak?

Terribly.

[Sharak closes her eyes and stretches out in the water briefly before going back to floating leisurely.]

I'm not suited to it at all. They should send me home in disgrace.

[He sighs, theatrically, and sinks down a little bit further into the warm water. His monocle is fogged entirely over.]

If only it were so easy! Do you suppose that if we caused a little trouble, it would get us sent home?

[If he thought that the people who controlled their arrival and departure were the same as the ones who'd be affected by their misbehavior, he'd be more enthusiastic about it. As it is, he's fairly sure that causing trouble would just get them killed.]

[Always the optimist, our Cho Hakkai. Not that Sharak disagrees entirely.]

I don't get the impression that a "little" trouble is really your style.

[Go big and go home.]

I can restrain myself!

[His tone is light, the injured lilt of innocence obviously false. After all, he can restrain himself! Not that, if they wanted to make enough of a fuss to go home, being restrained would be a positive. He hums, and lets the injured innocence ebb from his voice in favor of a very helpful tone.]

Of course, the last time someone made a lot of trouble, I don't believe he came back from being disemboweled in the Great Hall.

But why bother?

[When not restraining yourself is so much fun. Sharak's already floating slowly in Hakkai's direction when he drops that little tidbit. She glances around briefly to make sure Goku isn't within earshot before raising an eyebrow at Hakkai. The only "big trouble" she's heard about is a specific incident.]

Must have been before I arrived. I'm always missing out on the fun.

I believe it was. [He offers her a slight nod, and sits back up to pull off his monocle. It's really fogging up, and if he's going to be blind on that side regardless it's easier not to worry about it; he sets it carefully on top of the towel he's left on one of the stones to the side of the spring.]

Really, it's a shame you missed it. We were lucky enough to all come out in one piece, at least.

[Thoughtfully, he continues.]

But I've wondered about why that god didn't come back. It's possible that unlike new shinki, new gods just don't.

[Sharak's robe and tail aren't far from the edge of the spring either- look, she was reasonable enough not to wear fur in the water, but she's not going without it otherwise.]

I'd heard it wasn't so set in stone. [It's the one of the things stopping her from making a serious attempt on Ukoku's life. Even if she succeeds, it will likely escalate dangerously from there.] If he was so much trouble, it's no wonder they didn't want him back.

Ha ha, if the Heavens get to choose, I'm certain they wouldn't have!

[He shrugs easily and settles back down into the water, sweeping a hand in a lazy circle to form a little vortex in the spring. It spins itself into nothing as he watches it.]

Have you heard of any god who's returned? So far, I've only heard of shinki personally... although there's one god who may have died. She's forgotten, it seems.

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