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[bussounoshima]

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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[bussounoshima]

[... 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?

[killsthebuddha]

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. ]

[bussounoshima]

... 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.]

[killsthebuddha]

[ 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.

[bussounoshima]

[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?

[killsthebuddha]

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. ]

[bussounoshima]

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

Sorry. I'll owe you.

i don't think i've had to use this icon yet

[sanzohoshi]

[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?

[killsthebuddha]

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. ]

[bussounoshima]

[Not much scares Sharak. She's faced down gods and demons and worse still. But she's not ashamed to admit to feeling a little intimidated when Sanzang makes her appearance. Maybe she'll just wait here while Genjo goes to take care of her.]

... Are they all going to show up like this?

[Well, Sanzang is still a more welcome intrusion than Ukoku.]

[sanzohoshi]

[Sanzo effectively derails Sanzang, throwing her off balance as he turns her around]

Wha-- Hey! Sanzo! [Not in front of Sharak, she wanted to be cool a little while longer!! But the dangerous air evaporates almost immediately-- if Sanzo can be fussing at her, whatever's happened has either been resolved or isn't as big a deal as her initial panic led her to believe.

Sanzang pouts and makes a show of squirming] It's fine, it's fine! I've been dancing all this time with it, it's not that bad! [It's the only reason she hadn't been here earlier ready to kick someone's ass. She tilts her head to look back at him, expression exasperated but fond, before she tries to turn to look at Sharak]

Sharak! You should've said something if you were going to visit, you know! I would've come home early and put tea on! [Her tone is all cheer again, like maaaybe if she just keeps talking Sanzo won't focus on the fact she was overworking herself again.]

[killsthebuddha]

[ It's not like he wants to do this in front of witnesses either. This is more embarrassing for him than it is for her, easily, but it has to be done. Fussily, he shifts her beads around to make sure that he doesn't miss a spot of corruption.

And he is immensely grateful that it doesn't seem to have crept down her back towards where the fabric of her shirt started. (Had it, he might have considered Sharak's solution of tossing her in the water.) ]

This should be the last of the busybodies. [ Said to Sharak. His fingers twitch, tightening slightly on Sanzang's arm. She's been off overdoing it and she'd keep it up, but he'd made it harder on her. He's aware.

Finally satisfied, he releases her. ]

[bussounoshima]

[Oh, this is cute. This is actually- it's a serious situation and they're both rightfully worried about each other, but it's cute. They look so close.]

... I didn't want to make a fuss. I only meant to check in on Genjo.

[But then Things Happened.]

[sanzohoshi]

[Ah, she knows what the hand tightening on her arm means. Oops. She's not apologetic for it though, not really, but she turns to face him anyway with a fond expression that speaks more than she could say.] Sanzo. [She says his name gently and touches at his hand with her sleeve as he pulls away, just a brief 'it's okay' gesture, before she turns to Sharak with a smile.]

That's alright, I'm sure Sanzo will fill me in on everything later! [Right, Sanzo?] You Sanzos can't go anywhere without some sort of fuss being raised, huh? [She laughs, but really, is she one to talk?? Granted, she's been in the least amount of trouble out of all of them since arriving here.]

At least it's never boring! Will you be staying a little while longer, Sharak? I'll make tea, or something to eat! I've been teaching the monkeys to make little snacks, you know! [It's going about as well as you'd think]

[killsthebuddha]

[ The back of his neck isn't blighted anymore, but it sure is turning red. The flush creeps up towards his ears as he firmly turns away, but he'll master it quickly while spreading out his robe to dry once again. Don't do hand-touching things in front of other people! ]

Tch, maybe. [ He will. ] You'll want to supervise her carefully while she makes tea. [ That's the best advice he can offer. Don't die in a tragic kitchen accident, Sharak... ] I'm going to dry off.

[ In short, trudge off because he's hopelessly flustered and doing everything in his power to not acknowledge it. ]

[bussounoshima]

[He's blushing! He's blushing again! ]

Pfft- [Sharak barely manages to cover her mouth and stifle her laughter. It's probably inappropriate to find this so amusing, but Sharak can't help herself.] Y-yeah, I will. Thank you.

You go dry off, Genjo, I'll take care of Sanzang. [She'll protect her from whatever is so dangerous about tea.]

[sanzohoshi]

[Sanzang stamps her foot in protest, waving her sleeves at his retreating back] Sanzo! It was only one time! And I wasn't even making tea then!

[She turns to Sharak with an exasperated sigh, reaching to grab at her hand and lead her away] Don't listen to him! Everything'll be just fine! I haven't blown up the kitchen since a week ago, and that was a freak accident, we'll be fine!

Sheesh, he's never going to let me live it down... [Grumble grumble. So unfair!! But she slows down and sighs a little. Okay, time to be at least a little serious] Sharak... [How does she word this question] Whatever happened... It'll be okay, right?

[bussounoshima]

[Wait what? Blew up? Maybe she does need to be concerned. Sharak lets Sanzang pull her to her feet and away from the gazebo before gently pulling her hand free.]

... I'm almost impressed. I kind of want to see how you managed that now.

[Explosive kitchens... Her cooking failures just end up tasting bad. But then Sanzang becomes more serious and Sharak's features tighten.] ... It will. I'm going to take care of it.

[sanzohoshi]

[Sanzang is quiet for a long moment, considering everything. She feels-- out of the loop. Like somehow what's happening with Sanzo and Sharak and everyone else from their world is the silk of sleeves, slipping just out of her grasp when she tries to hold on. It's not her place, exactly; they're not her Sanzo-ikkou, their journey isn't her journey, and really she shouldn't involve herself more than they invite her into.

But it's hard, because it's Sanzo and dammit if Sanzang doesn't care too much. She keeps her silence a while longer, unclasping her sleeves and removing them carefully, before putting her fingers to her mouth and whistling sharply. One of her monkeys scampers out of nowhere and she drops her sleeves into its arms, never breaking stride. She doesn't need her sleeves on her own territory--and it's not like the sleeves are her only weapon either.]

You don't have to go it alone. [That's what she finally decides to go with and she glances over her shoulder with a gentle smile.] I promise, I'm tougher than I look! [A short laugh, but, like, for real tho.] If someone's a threat to Sanzo I won't take it lightly. I have something I want to protect too, and it'd be better if we could all just get along and play nice--and I'll see to it it happens! I'm not above putting some naughty kids in time out! [Permanently. Her voice is still light and playful despite her words though.]

[bussounoshima]

[Sharak can see why Genjo likes Sanzang so much. There's a firm, open kindness to her that feels warm and bright even with the threat in her words. Sharak smiles wryly back at her, amused despite the serious topic. "Making things your business" really does seem to be a common trait among Sanzos.]

I'll have to make sure I'm nice to Genjo, since he has such an intimidating protector. [But, like, for real. Not that she wouldn't be nice anyway.

Still, Sharak hesitates. Is this really something to discuss with a stranger? But Sanzang is also Sanzo and she's been verified by Genjo. He told her to talk to her and in this case Sharak is willing to trust his judgement.]

... Has he told you much about Ukoku?

[sanzohoshi]

Huh? Intimidating? Whaaat? [She looks over her shoulder, face the picture of wide-eyed innocence. She's clearly the bunny rabbit here and all the other sanzos the hawks except the bunny is probably the one from Monty Python but shh.

Still, Sanzang waits patiently--she's not about to force an answer from Sharak, and she'll trust either she or Sanzo will fill her in on what they think she needs to know. If she goes in with faulty or incomplete information, that's on them, isn't it? She just has to do her best to protect what she has with whatever she has.]

Ukoku...? [Sanzang echoes the name, tapping her mouth thoughtfully before she shakes her head.] It doesn't sound very familiar. [It's vague, like something she's heard in passing but hasn't thought to connect to anything in the present.]

[bussounoshima]

He's also "Sanzo".

[There are too many fucking Sanzos here. Too many. No where needs this many Sanzos.]

And an "enemy".

[At least, in terms of Genjo's mission and the fight back home, which Sharak hasn't been away from long enough to distance herself from yet. And the feeling she got from him today... Yes, he's definitely still an enemy, though to what end who knows.]

[sanzohoshi]

An enemy.... Of course he is. [It's said with an almost comical resignation to this. Of course he's a sanzo and of course he's an enemy, because why couldn't anything in their lives be easy?? ????

Maybe this was all a great big misunderstanding. Maybe they're just overreacting! Possibly this Ukoku is well-meaning enough and they can all sit down and be friends with a minimal spray of bullets!

And maybe Sanzo and Sharak will give up their guns and become Proper Priests. The outcome of either of these things happening is equal.]

And the likelihood we can all sit down and talk it out and become friends is...? [She knows, but she still feels like it's her duty to at least ask so she can say she did]

[bussounoshima]

Very low. [She says, roughly 48 hours before she goes to sit down, talk it out and become friends with the guy. Okay, not that last one. Sharak gives an irritated sigh and crosses her arms while she walks.]

Genjo was the one who warned me about him to begin with, but now he doesn't remember anything about him. It's troublesome.

[Though really, Sharak thinks he shouldn't have to remember him to realise that letting him name him was probably a bad idea. Ukoku screams untrustworthiness with every smile. But it's too late to complain about that.]

[sanzohoshi]

[Another sigh. Alas.

She leads Sharak through the temple to the kitchen--the stove is definitely destroyed and blackened, and there's some damage to the ceiling above it and still some scorch marks around, but look, it's fine. Everything's fine. Sanzang gestures for Sharak to take a seat at the little table]

The shinki not having their memories is really troublesome... But some have started to remember things. The longer a shinki is here, the more they seem to start remembering. [She trails off, because hopefully this means Sanzo's memories dealing with what bad life choices to NOT make will come sooner rather than later as well.]

Sanzo is still on his journey, isn't he?