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πŸŒ™ Toua Koumyou Sanzō Hoshi-sama the 30th γ€ε…‰ζ˜ŽδΈ‰θ”΅γ€‘ ([personal profile] its_dad_sanzo) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2021-01-10 03:19 pm

a mountain full of ego built upon a heap of trash [OPEN]

Who: Koumyou Sanzo, OPEN
Where: Koumyou can be encountered on his way to the Stores room bright and early right after the train wakes everyone up from mandatory nap time. Or he can be found in said stores room, wedged into a corner, meditating.
When: Late Jelly 4, Jelly 5, or early Jelly 6 before it's time to disembark for the mission.
What: Koumyou is not doing well, and can be encountered not doing well (heavily disassociating). He won't talk about it to anyone who isn't directly involved, and threads may be short because he won't have any of his usual energy or interest. This is basically "do you want your character to see Koumyou in a whole other mode" post. Might be more to give them something to think about in future interactions, kind of thing.
Warnings: Probably a shit ton of drama in at least one thread.

xxxxxis exactly what you get when you can't fully do the math

In the early morning for Jelly 5 and 6, Koumyou is up as soon as the train releases his mind, silently leaving 3-C. He'll tend to anything that requires his attention, and then head for the very, very front of the train, face lacking any of his usual smiles or serenity.

The store room is the one room that no one passes through, or goes into to smoke. He's not going to take up a quiet room.

Hair half out of its usual braid, robes rumpled from sleeping in them, with dried blood still under his nails and on a sleeve, he wedges himself into an out-of-the-way corner of the stores room, folds his body into a full lotus position, and shuts his eyes.

And this is where he will stay until the train either teleports him back to 3-C or, on Jelly 6, his SCA starts to beep him with information. And even then, he'll just sit right where he is, reading through what little data there is, his face blank and his mind blanker.
blue_ice: (asking questions)

[personal profile] blue_ice 2021-01-11 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Kaiba doesn't exactly want to be in Stores this early in the morning, but it's laundry month again. He's started hauling loads up to the washers when he spots a familiar face from the stairs. The priest looks like he's had a rough night.

But he knows better than to start commentary. Instead, he starts on the load of laundry, then comes back downstairs with a cloth blotted with in hand. He can recognize meditating when he sees it, so he lays the cloth and a dish containing a powdery paste and a on a nearby box with a note on top, propped up so Koumyou can see his name when he looks up.

Rub this into your sleeve when you're up to it, and leave it there for an hour before you wash for the stain.

-Kaiba


Note left, he goes about his laundry business as quietly and unobtrusively as possible.
Edited 2021-01-11 01:15 (UTC)
blue_ice: (study)

[personal profile] blue_ice 2021-01-11 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
That's...definitely off. Kaiba sighs, and stops to repeat the content aloud.

"It's a paste for the blood on your sleeve. Leave it on the stain for an hour, then wash. I was already doing laundry, so I thought I'd leave it."
blue_ice: (blinded)

[personal profile] blue_ice 2021-01-11 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"...I won't ask why you're in the worst possible place for that," he shakes his head. "Just. Good luck with everything."

He'll resume his work---it's a lot of laundry, so it's a good hour or two that he's there, wondering.
namethattune: (It's a mess)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Siebren is in stores to get the good coffee. Sure, he'd bought it as a gift for the population of the train, but some mornings needs that extra kick, and he still has a stroopwafel or two in his arms band to enjoy with it.

What he is not expecting is to see Sanzo in a corner...meditating, it seems. Normally, it wouldn't be a concern, but Sanzo has blood on him-

He has to stop, and breathe, and double-check - no, it doesn't look fresh. Still, that cannot be good. "Sanzo? Are you alright?"
namethattune: (It's a mess)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
That he does not respond - that he is silent - is every bit as worrying as the blood. Siebren takes a knee in front of him and looks a little closer. He's unresponsive, he's slumped, and now Siebren is worried. "Sanzo. Look at me. Say something. Please."
namethattune: (It's a mess)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
...you know what, he'll take it.

Sanzo is responsive, at least - to a point. Perhaps he can help bring him out of this stupor. "Are you injured? What happened?"
namethattune: (The opposite of falling)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
That is worrying, to say the least. On the one hand, Sanzo had made it very clear earlier on that he was capable of defending himself and had all but challenged Siebren to a fight; on the other hand, he very much did not seem the type to needlessly pick a fight.

The question now is the type and extent of damage the victim suffered.

...admittedly, the blood on Sanzo's sleeve does not help much with that.

He takes a breath and lets it out slowly. "Are they alive, and do they require medical attention?"

If Sanzo is looking for someone to get needlessly angry, he will have to find a different person.

"...do you require medical attention?"
namethattune: (It's a mess)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
This is doing very little to convince Siebren that Sanzo hasn't suffered some sort of brain damage that would require immediate medical assistance. "Sanzo," he says, voice firm. "I need you to look at me. Can you do that?" Let him be an anchor, at least for now.
namethattune: (The opposite of falling)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
That's better, but not much. "Good. I need you to focus," he says, holding a single finger up about six inches away from Sanzo's face. "Follow my finger with your eyes." He moves it steadily from side to side, then up and down. It's a rudimentary test, but it should give him some idea of Sanzo's current cognitive baseline.
firewalled: (get up get out and get done)

[personal profile] firewalled 2021-01-11 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Rich isn't quite sure what to make of Koumyou at the best of times. Their first conversation had been... tense and complicated, though the priest had understood more of what Rich's past was like than some of the other people on the train. Still, the discussion of how far Koumyou was willing to go meant he wasn't sure he wanted to know where that blood had come from...

But Koumyou was important to Devero, and Devero was important to Rich. And that really just means Rich has an obligation to try to help. He knocks on a wall to try to get the man's attention.

"Um... Koumyou, right? I'm sorry to interrupt... was just wondering if you were hurt?"
namethattune: (The opposite of falling)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Sanzo follows along, and comments, and...well. He's in some sort of pain, and it's entirely possible it's not physical. Best not to make assumptions - Siebren cannot form a hypothesis without further data. "I doubt you are the best judge of that," he says dryly, "but alright."

But now that he knows Sanzo is still in there and functional, there are other questions to be answered first. "The person you said you hurt - do they require medical attention?" If the answer is yes, then this conversation has already taken far too long.
namethattune: (Lost in my train of thoughts)

[personal profile] namethattune 2021-01-11 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
There is little relief to be found in that answer. While it means Siebren doesn't need to abandon Sanzo to attempt to track down someone else, it also seems to adversely affect Sanzo. "Look at me," he says, hating that he keeps repeating that phrase but another one is not coming to mind and it's all he can think of to try to keep Sanzo grounded. "Do you need medical attention?"
herarrows: (Trainee)

[personal profile] herarrows 2021-01-11 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Senegal had been about to engage in their stupid little game and attempt to startle the man except something seemed...off. Enough so that instead, she simply approached quietly, brows furrowed together in concern. She's not even an Empath and she can see that something's wrong, that this is not at all the ridiculous and charming man she'd known for not nearly as long as it felt like she did.

She can't even remember why she came in here in the first place but whatever the reason, clearly it couldn't have mattered much. And instead of turning around and leaving, she drops herself down on her knees in front of him, giving him his space but refusing to be ignored.

"Havens, you look like hell."

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