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[ closed ] Open Up Your Mind

Who: Jade Curtiss and Watanuki Kimihiro
What: God and Shinki meeting!
When: April 14th, Morning
Where: Far Shore / Guanyin's Temple
Warnings: TBD

The first thing he noticed, once he got the run down of what was going on, was that his temple (his temple!) was incredibly huge. Impossibly huge. Big, big, big. And he...

...Was going to have to be in charge of cleaning it all, eventually. At the moment, it wasn't bad. A little more dusty in some places than others, but manageable, once he got down to it. But for now...

He decided he needed to do a bit of exploring of his new property. Watanuki started walking around the courtyard, past the intricate fountain that streamed out Holy Water, towards the front. He just had to see how big this place was. He was still in his yukata from when he was visiting with Yuuko. He didn't remember seeing any more clothes. He was going to have to do something about that, eventually.

"This is all way over my head..." It sounded like some crazy scheme Yuuko planned... but something inside of him told him that wasn't the case. And furthermore...

He had been told he had been assigned someone. Something? A shinki, but to as where or who or what it was, he had no idea. So exploring became something that would hopefully kill two birds with one stone: know the layout, find the shinki. Easy. Right?

Sure.

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"Well, no I--"

And that's when it hit him. His entire body stiffened, and a wave of memories came flooding into his head. They were rapid, blink-and-you'll-miss-them, and in surefire shots that overtook everything. He saw snow. He saw blood. He saw fire. He saw a military academy. More blood. Lots of blood, neverending. And clips of words and phrases, and people's faces, and--

Too much. He was seeing too much, and his grip on Jade looses, nearly dropping the weapon as his other hand flew up to his head. These memories weren't his, they were--

Jade's. He was seeing them again! More! Only in clearer detail, a fine thumbprint that was left forever on his heart. He took in a heavy, gasping breath for air. His bottom lip trembled.

"Oh..."

Of course, Jade noticed that his god was in some sort of emotional distress. There was a thread of worry that went through him at seeing the sudden change.

"Are you all right?" he asked. The answer was obviously no, but it was the appropriate thing to ask.

There was silence as the rest of the memories flooded in--right up to death. Such a way to die... to perish without fulfilling his destiny...

He was crying. His eyes were clenched shut, and now Jihiki was in an iron grip in his hand. He couldn't stop the tears flowing. How sad. How terrible...! And it was all in the past--something he couldn't change.

There was a faint sniffle.

"I'll be fine." Because no, he wasn't all right. Not with what he saw. How could he be? "...I just... saw something very... intense." That was a good word for it.

Jade wondered what he could have possibly seen in his mind to elicit such a reaction. He was being held so firmly as this boy cried out of...what?

He remained silent, unsure of what to say and let him just weep in peace.

Watanuki took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He gazed down at the spear. Now... how did he turn it back into a man?

"...Return to me, Jade," He called out, holding out the spear.

Jade shifted back into the ball of light before reforming into the tall man that he was.

"So...now what?" He belonged to this place and belonged to this god, but what was he supposed to do? He was a spear for someone that couldn't use one.

Watanuki watched him turn back with fascination. He was so tall. He looked him over for a moment, before turning away, towards the back of the courtyard. He could see the stunning wooden bridges and tranquil water, even from here. "Now what...?

"We grant wishes."

Jade's head tipped ever so slightly and slowly to the side. His long hair moved with the motion.

"'Grant wishes'?" That didn't make much sense to him. How could a weapon like himself grant a wish? Unless it was a death wish. That idea didn't bother him, really. But this god didn't seem the time to take up death wishes.

"You're a god, so people pray to you for different things, correct?" It was like his brain capacity was so vast that it was taking a second to jump start it as information fell into place.

"Well..." Well, he didn't really... know. "I'm a god, that's true, but...

"I'm new, to say the least." Watanuki looked back to him. "Having a shinki, managing a temple, and granting people's wishes...

"...Well, the granting wishes part is nothing new--but the shinki part is definitely new." He was fumbling a little for words. Everything was a little difficult to explain. "But yeah, people pray and ask for wishes. But many of them don't pray to a god. They'll just pray to whoever they think will listen and heed their request." That part was something he more learned from Yuuko. At least in weird matters like these, he wasn't completely lost. The words came easier to him.

"Wishes can be many different things, so it's up to us to filter through them and grant wishes that we can accomplish. A god's power and wealth comes from how many people believe in him." And he gestured towards the temple.

"And Guanyin--many people believed in... them."

"Guanyin?" This god wasn't that great at explaining things. He could piece it together slowly, but there were a lot of things that he himself didn't know so the pieces were missing.

He let out a sigh and shook his head.

"So you listen to prayers, we grant the wishes and that's that? Is there a point to it?" He disliked having to ask so many questions for some reason. He was curious, definitely so. He was thirsty for the knowledge, but it frustrated him to be lacking so much of it.

"Guanyin is the Goddess... or God... of Mercy. And I am Guanyin, now." There was a pause. "I guess even gods don't live forever. I've left my world to be Guanyin's incarnate."

But when he asked if there was a point to it...

"...What do you mean is there a point to it? I'm a god. I grant wishes. That's the point!

"We grant them to survive! Without wishes, without people to believe in us, we're dead, okay? More than dead, like, double-dead!" Come on!

"Get it?"

That was a good reason to do things for people.

So he was a weapon for the God of Mercy. That seemed a bit like an oxymoron. Unless mercy killings were apart of the deal.

"Yes. I see." he responded.

He would have to do a little information gathering on his own accord.

Jade began to look around at his surroundings. At least he was going to be living somewhere very nice.

And then his stomach growled rather audibly.

"Well well then."

Watanuki looked startled by the growl of his stomach. What the...

"...Hungry?" But he was dead! "...That's..." Well, he still got hungry, so... he supposed there was no reason for his shinki to not get hungry as well.

"I guess we'd better take care of that." He had a little food... but they were going to have to start working in order to get a steady flow of offering money, that was for sure.

He hadn't experienced hunger when he was just a lost soul, but now it was in full force. He could really go for something hearty.

"Lead the way" he said with a gesture. He was going to have to explore the vast temple sometime on his own. But for now, he'd follow his new master around.

Watanuki nodded, before turning away, heading towards the perimeter of the temple. He entered through a circular doorway, into an open foyer. The high ceiling was intricately decorative, with angular designs in red and gold. A lantern light fixture hung down from it in the center. There were stairs on the sides leading up to a second floor. The floor was stone, with choice slabs decorated to match the ceiling's design.

He was walking through it, familiar with the inside already, leading Jade through hallways and past other rooms and to the back, where servants would be, in the kitchens.

Once they were there, he gestured to a space off to the side with a chair. "Sit down. I'll make you some tea to tide you over first."

Jade looked around the ornate temple, familiarizing himself with his surroundings as best he could so he could at least have a few reference points when exploring on his own later. It was a beautiful temple. There were elaborate details in the decoration and the colors were pleasing to the eye. He could get used to living here quite easily.

He went into the space and took a seat. He crossed one leg over the other and remained silent, drifting off into his own thoughts.

The silence was fine with Watanuki. He was getting to work cooking, pulling out the few ingredients he had managed to get for making bulk meals for himself. Only now... he was going to have to find a way to feed another mouth. This was going to get interesting.

Rice, potatoes, spices... he rummaged through the cabinets, wondering what to make, before a flash of inspiration came in he form of Jade's memories. Curry. He had enough things to make it.

He took out all the ingredients before starting on the tea. Oolong might be all right here. There was boiling water, simmering leaves, and then finally...

Watanuki set the heavy cup and pot in front of Jade.

"Here you go. I don't have much in the way of snacks right now, so you'll have to hold off on food until it's ready."

Jade was pulled out of his thoughts as the tea cup and pot were put into his line of sight. He looked up at Watanuki and nodded.

"That's fine."

He poured his own tea and sipped on it carefully. It was brewed deliciously. He was rather impressed even if it was just a simple cup of tea. It was obviously made with care and knowledge of tea. And if this level of skill was apparent in tea, then he was really looking forward to his meal.

"This is delicious" he complimented.

"Thank you." The god seemed to beam at the compliment. He was already getting to work on food, not wasting a second as he methodically moved around the kitchen.

"You probably haven't eaten in awhile. I'll make something hearty enough to tide you over until evening."

Jade just nodded, acknowledging the statement. He watched as Watanuki bustled about the kitchen. It was fitting that a god of Mercy could cook. That way, they could take care of the hungry.

He continued to sip on his tea and think.

It didn't take long for Watanuki to set down a meal in front of Jade. A steaming bowl of rice topped with warm, thick curry ladled on top now stood temptingly before the newly-appointed shinki. Thick, plump, soft potatoes and fine-sliced carrots sat in a hefty stew.

With utensils and napkins supplied, Watanuki glanced over his handiwork. He nodded his head.

"All right. It's done. Make sure not to eat it too fast. And blow on it! It's still hot."

The food placed in front of him looked and smelled amazing. His stomach let out an aching groan to hurry him up and consume it.

His eyebrows raised a bit at all of the fussing as if he were a child and didn't know how to eat properly. Well then.

He sounded like...like....

"Don't you sound like a hen?" He commented as he spooned up some curry and rice and blew on it.

"Like a--"

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