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helliongoddess |
120. RE: At the bar
May 14 2008, 4:41 PM EDT
""sanzo why cant i have yours, that was a waste and your not ment to turn down free stuff" ""GOKU!!....." Sanzo saw the saru's striken chibi eyes as he reached for his fan, and stopped himself, taking a deep breath. and looking down at the table, reciting a meditation mantra or two, or ten, to calm his agitated brain. What was it about being around these people that ... disturbed... him so much? He never got so agitated before when he was just at the monastery with the priests and acolytes... or back before, when it had been him and Koumyou... He stopped himself from going down that road, but it did remind him how it was to be young and following an older Sanzo around, trying to understand him and his ways... He ruffled the saru's hair and lightly cuffed his shoulder. Listen, Goku, be a good saru the rest of the evening, and you can have another beer or a fruity drink from the lady later, right before we leave, ok? Do you find this valuable? |
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2light4dark |
121. RE: At the bar
May 22 2008, 5:23 PM EDT
Goku looked more happy at the prospect of more cool drinks, he did not mind the bright colours, they went with his personality. that was they screached as much as he did when there was meat buns in the room."oi cockroach, stop hoging all the snacks or you will lose your six pack and find a tire." laughiing so hard he gave himself hick ups. Do you find this valuable? |
monkeysaru |
122. the morning after the night before
Oct 7 2008, 5:25 PM EDT
the world was evil, to bright, to loud, to smelly, tooo.... just to not sleep.rolling over and finding his usual bed not the haven it was, the motion had seamed to set off a treable see sawing effect in his belly. his bladder was screaming at him and goku still had to work out which way was up. growning followed by a huge wince at the sound. what ever kind of sweet singing bird would soon be consumed in the fires of hell along with the goddess forbiden daynight coressing his eye lids with hot fire. "sanzo" goku whispered. unbenoken to him his usual helty tan had been replaced with a slight toad like green tinge, making him look muddy and washed out. "sanzo" the earth child whispered as he once more turned slighty and regretted the move. everything spun or moved or some other fine dandy word hakkai would whip out for just situations like this. what got goku was why everything moved in no relation to everthing else. guts lertching and thretting to find out what it would be like to hang out the small boys body. "sanzo" goku tried weekly once more. Do you find this valuable? |
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helliongoddess |
123. RE: the morning after the night before
Oct 7 2008, 6:28 PM EDT
Sanzo awoke to the sound of a weak croaking like a dying frog coming from across the room. He wondered what kind of wildlife Goku had brought into his quarters now, and sat up on his elbows, expecting to see the boy sitting there with a box containing assorted reptiles and amphibians in their last stages of life, having been taken from their natural environments (at least he wasn't keeping them in his pockets now.) He was suprised at the sight of his young charge, still in his cot, his face the color of a milky pea soup, his hair disheveled around his diadem, and his upper half in his pajamas, his lower half still in his jeans, one boot on and one boot off. "Goku, what the hell..." He sat up and was abruptly reminded of what the cause of Goku's situation was by the sharp pain behind his own eyes, the ghastly taste in his mouth, and the large cold brick that had apparently landed in his own stomach -- all obviously remnants of too much alcohol consumption last night. It all came back to him, he thought clearly. But he only remembered the saru getting two or at most three drinks - how the hell had he gotten so hung over? He mulled over the events of the evening and remembered the unconsumed tray of fruity drinks made by the strange barmaid with the long hair and the bad attitude - they had never been drunk and had been sitting on the end of the bar the last time he had seen them. Shit on toast, the damn fool had probably drunk all of them when they weren't looking, and she had said something about the one for him having the "kick of a Tibetan ox...." Doing his best to ignore the relatively minor hangover he had (he'd certainly had far far worse) Konzen slipped out of his bed, put on his slippers, and padded quietly to Goku's cot, sitting down at his side and gently brushing his clammy damp hair back from his face. "I'll bet you feel pretty wretched, don't you, monkey?" Do you find this valuable? |
