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Who: Sharak and Konzen, Sharak and ~~the other hot blond~~ too many Sanzos just too many
What: Two grown ass adults at Capyper Land, both swear they have a good reason for being there. Also: Sanzo party without the party and with extra Sanzo flavouring
When: May 9th, May 8th late afternoon, May 10th evening
Where: Capyper Land, Kanzeon's temple, does Tokyo even have dive bars
Warnings: Because they're at an amusement park for children and the happiest place on Earth, we must include warnings for gun violence, swearing, mention of child death and reckless child endangerment. But like, in a fun way.

[It's a courtesy call, really. Genjo had been pretty worn out after their chat the other night and Sharak wants to see how he's doing. After their discussion, she's pretty sure she knows where to find him too... And so she walks up to Kanzeon's temple and lets herself into the front yard.

Even if she can't find the Genjo she's thinking of, she wouldn't mind speaking to the other one. It really depends on which one she finds first.]

[She'd been asked to look into a childish spirit wandering around a theme park looking miserable so... Here she is. Sharak still isn't keen on this "God" business, but the best way to learn what's going on is occasionally to play along. For now, anyway. "Aditi" is everyone's mother and so of course she cares for lost children in need of protection. Sharak, on the other hand, is certainly no mother... But she's not opposed to protecting children anyway.

For now Sharak is stood by the wall outside a restaurant opposite a particularly large rollercoaster, watching the children run around screaming with an indulgent look in her eye. Maybe this isn't so bad.]

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[The burns don't surprise her and she barely notes them- she was expecting to see them. Hadn't she been there when they'd been bandaged? Sharak finally holsters her own weapon and moves to wash her hands in the spring.]

... I know you're capable of handling him on your own. [But seeing the effect he'd had on Genjo, and with him in such a vulnerable position, she worries all the same.] But I've never liked staying out of things.

[Almost an apology there. But not really.]

[ Well, at least someone will say he's capable.

He isn't sold on the idea just now. ] Minding your own damn business isn't a Sanzo priest trait, is it?

Who knows? [Straightens up and shakes the water off her hands.] Maybe it's just that making things your business is.

You've got the most experience there. [ The dry, mild banter is going a long way to settle his nerves, though there's going to be a great deal to work through later.He cards his wet hair out of his face as he speaks. ] Anyone could see that.

Maybe.

[Technically, she's probably only been Sanzo for a year or two longer than Genjo but she also wasn't thirteen when she started.]

But because all three of us are "Sanzo", this is my business too.

[ He wouldn't know. He can't remember a day before the one when, at eighteen, he'd hiked a mountain to bitch out a voice inside his head, and had instead ended up with a noisy, parasitic monkey. ]

I'm not disagreeing, but I'll still have to take responsibility for the choices I've made on my own. Though, if he is the what your sources say he is, I don't know if it matters what I do.

[Yes, her sources who are... not here at all... Genjo wouldn't know them, definitely not.]

Of course it matters. [She frowns at him.] So think before you act. Just what were you trying to do there?

I had to learn something about him. [ He can't afford to wonder about the past. Living in the moment comes with a distinct disadvantage, but it's the only way he can keep going without killing himself. ]

This shinki magic bullshit doesn't let me think. [ It's torture. He starts to walk back down the path, heading towards the gazebo. ] But I'm not getting far on reflexes either.

You scared him off, at least.

[Or something. Whatever the Ukoku equivalent of that is. Sharak follows him down the path.]

What do your reflexes tell you? [Because finally faced with the man, her reflexes had been blaring danger sirens in her head.] You can't think about the past, but what you have in the present is something.

Nothing. Like I'm walking along a cliff in the dark.

[ The danger was right there,and could swallow him whole at any moment. It'd take a misstep on his part, but it could. ] But...

[ It hasn't so far and he's starting to get used to it. The man said interesting things, sometimes insightful, sometimes bullshit. ]

[Well, that's reassuring.]

... Be careful, Genjo. If you're walking in the dark, bring a tether.

[She needs to know more. Needs a better understanding of what Ukoku's powers are, needs to know what he's trying to do. Genjo needs that too and she can't tell him to just sit back and let her handle it.]

That's good advice. [ His agreement is grim. ] Right now, I already have one, and Ukoku knows that it's tied to him.

[She was thinking of something or someone that could pull him out of the dark, so... Great.]

I say remove it.

[ Oh, was a policy of mutually assured destruction not the plan? No one told Sanzo this. It's his entire plan. ]

Tch. He's not going to go for it. [ Well, it's true. ] Not when he knows it's a problem for you.

[If she thought Sanzo could pull off the "mutual" part of that maybe she'd consider it.]

It's not any more of a problem for me than him being here at all is. [She's not in any danger.] But I don't like it.

[ He'll do what he can. If nothing else, he'll leave Ukoku in a bad position for someone else to pick up where he left off.

Or maybe nothing came of it. ]

It looked like a problem.

[... She should probably work on her temper.]

He knows the moment you feel upset or guilty. He knows exactly where you are at all times. He can summon you to his side no matter where you are. That doesn't sound like a problem to you?

That- [ He says as he gestures entirely too sharply, as if to encompass the entirety of the clusterfuck they'd just experienced. Once they're at the gazebo, he irritably slings his robe off over a railing to dry. ]

It's not my call. I'm sure as hell not going to trigger blight over something I can't change. [ Because if he wanted free and couldn't accomplish it, there's no doubt he'd go down a bad path. ]

... Fine.

[Then it's her problem after all. She'll find a way to take care of it. As they've already established, making things their business is a trait of Sanzos.]

[ He's quiet a moment, not looking at her. ]

"It's all designed to pull you apart from each other," huh? [ Is he directly quoting her? Damn right. ] You saw to the heart of it right away.

[He's quoting her to her. What a little shit. Sharak scoffs under her breath and sits down.]

What do you expect me to do?

A cigarette would be a start. [ He holds his pack up, and drops it near his robe with a sodden thump. Gross.

But the truth is that he doesn't know. ]

[Rummages through her sleeve to get out her own pack and offer it to him.]

Sorry. I'll owe you.

[Honestly, Sanzang's sudden appearance carries the distinct feeling that the sky should have darkened and ominous claps of thunder should've preceded it. She's clearly ready for a fight, irritation crackling around her aura-- this was her temple after all, and Sanzo had been blighted in her territory if her being led here by locking onto his position means anything.

She straightens and looks sharply between Sharak and Sanzo, taking stock of the situation in seconds. Sanzo, soaked, Sharak not...as soaked. The hot springs behind them. Tis really tells her nothing.]

Sanzo. [Her voice is quiet and utterly devoid of its usual cheer and warmth, and the blight is obvious on the beck of her neck when she moves her head, her hair too short to hide it.] Is everything alright?

Not- [ Whatever Sanzo had planned on replying with is cut short in the moments before Sanzang appears as if he sensed something. And, oh, he certainly had. He's never seen that expression on her face, or the power she now held around her. He doesn't pay much attention when he realizes that she's still blighted.

Fuck.

He swiftly changes priorities and grabs his soaked robe, closing the distance between himself and Sanzang. With an almost proprietary ease, he gets a grip on one of her arms and half-turns her to be able to wipe the wet fabric over her neck. ] Hey, don't just rush in with that shit still on you.

[ Everything isn't alright, but it's obviously not currently a fight that she's come into at this point. ]

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