He'd have to start keeping a bottle of holy water and a mirror in his own bathroom, Gojyo thought, angling the mirror up and trying to pull all his hair out of the way without touching his neck. Maybe he'd get a haircut, too, if this was going to be a thing that happened regularly.

God he hoped this didn't happen regularly.

Sure enough, there was purple smeared over the back of his neck like a bruise. Cursing under his breath Gojyo set the mirror down, leaned over, and scooped palmful after palmful of holy water out of the sink, scrubbing at his neck until the sink was nearly empty, and the floor was a slippery nightmare.

"This is a goddamn pain in the ass." He definitely needed to cut his hair if this was ever going to happen again. It stuck to his neck and face in a dozen places, tangled around his fingers, was getting in his mouth... Why the hell had he let it get so long?

"Hey, you got a pair of scissors?" He stepped back, away from the puddle in front of the sink. "And, uh, which towel should I use for the floor?"