What you are is what you have been. [OPEN]

[its_dad_sanzo]

Who: Koumyou Sanzo and OPEN!
Where: All over the place!
When: Any time between the 3 questions event (Imagination 21) and the next mission.
What: A bunch of prompts and a wildcard, take your pick!
Warnings: Devero thread: some hot and heavy PDA toward the very end, and a minor reference to Dev's highly-abusive past relationship.


xxxxxWhat you'll be is what you do now.

( In all prompts, Koumyou is in his full Sanzo uniform, not train-issued clothes. )

xxxxx🌙 Cleaning and Singing

Blue team is supposed to clean, and so that's what Koumyou's doing. The priest has a broom and a dustpan, and... no plan! He can be found sweeping up the main walkways mostly, and doing an alright job of it.

And as he works, the priest is singing to himself. Quietly enough that one would have to actively listen to hear it clearly, but it's there. The chances are good that he's not even aware he's doing it. He has a lovely singing voice, even at a low volume.

xxxxx🌙 Meditating

Koumyou's found an out of the way corner somewhere, and has sat down on the floor in full lotus position, eyes closed and breathing slow and even. One could almost think he's asleep, except his back is far too rigid, and his head's not even drooping.

Is the light a little brighter, in this corner? A little colder, almost like... moonlight?

xxxxx🌙 Meditating Napping

It's been long enough since the mission on Nion that Koumyou is no longer sleeping in every random nook and cranny in the train to recover, but that doesn't mean he won't still occasionally nod off somewhere inconvenient.

Is he drooling on one of the tables in the dining car? Snoring quietly in the cinema car? Slumped over onto his side in a seat in the standard car?

Maybe someone should wake him up.

xxxxx🌙 Smoking

There's only a few places Koumyou Sanzo won't smoke. The cabin he shares with three kids, and the hospital car. He's nowhere near the walking chimney his son grows up to be, but at least once a day the priest will light up a single plain, filtered cigarette.

It takes the edge off, and no one wants Koumyou Sanzo to not take the edge off.

xxxxx🌙 Wildcard?

xxxxx(Wildcard.)

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Meditating while passed out on a table

[subcircuits]

Purple team's assigned task this month is cooking, and while Devero is a serviceable cook at best, he's still been in the kitchen car almost every day to try and help somehow. He's headed there now, already thinking ahead to what he can do today as he passes through the dining car on his way to--

Wait.

It's the long blond braid that catches his eye, but Koumyou's unmistakable once Devero actually turns to look. Is he-- is he asleep?

Remarkably quiet on his feet despite his size, the big man creeps closer to investigate.

[its_dad_sanzo]

Yes indeed, the priest is absolutely conked the fuck out. Snoring quietly, and drooling just a little bit on the table under his cheek. What a look.

He's been here for a little while, too, because the tea beside his head isn't even warm anymore.

[subcircuits]

The height of attractive, definitely.

He's so asleep that Devero stops creeping and just walks up to him. It's apparent to him that the priest has been sleeping like this for a while, and if he were anywhere remotely comfortable Devero might have left him to it. Slumped over the hard table in the dining car, however, is not remotely comfortable-- and Dev bets it's cold, too.

So he gives Koumyou's shoulder a shake. Wakey-wakey, sleeping beauty. "Sanzo?"

[its_dad_sanzo]

Reaching for a Sanzo's shoulder when they're asleep is a good way to be in Danger, at least for a fraction of a second. But when the sutra isn't actually moved, the danger passes, sliding by in the dark.

So, instead of attacking, Koumyou jolts upright in his seat with a quick, reflexive, "I'm listening, I'm listening!"

[subcircuits]

Lucky, lucky man.

Devero does pull his hand back quick as Koumyou comes awake, turning to sit backwards on the bench beside him. He leans his elbows back on the table and snorts. "Bullshit. You were fast asleep."

Meditating

[azrthmtrnznthos]

Raven normally is very selective about whom she chooses to meditate with actively, as opposed to just by herself. But maybe she's feeling slightly nostalgic, or perhaps its just the aura of peace and feel of things. It reminds her a bit of home, back in Temple Azerath.

So Koumyou might be aware of someone coming and joining him in his out of the way corner. Maybe not in full lotus but close enough. Quiet words are whispered under her breath once, before she's silent and meditating as well.

[its_dad_sanzo]

For a while, things just kind of continue in that vein. The priest's focus is mostly inward, but after a while the influence of another aura seeps into his attention.

That's a bit... cold, isn't it. Koumyou shivers and cracks open an eye to see who's joined him.

Hm. No one he knows, yet!

"...Are we starting a club?"

[azrthmtrnznthos]

"I've been asked before if I give lessons, but not about forming a club." Raven responds softly. "I...don't find people who I'm comfortable meditating around often. I can leave..."

[its_dad_sanzo]

"Oh, you're not bothering me," Koumyou assures her, although with another slight shiver. He can tell the cold is more spiritual than physical, so if he can just dial it in, he'll be able to stop feeling it so much.

[azrthmtrnznthos]

That shiver is pretty obvious, so Raven takes a deep breath and reinforces her shields and focus. Hopefully it'll help. "I'd like to stay, if it's alright." Very softly, with a hint of wistfulness to her inflection. "It...it feels a bit like when I was young, and home."

Meditating

[firewalled]

Rich isn't exactly quiet as he's heading through this car, still having a bad habit of mumbling to himself due to this place frustrating him so badly. It causes him to swear when he finally does notice the man sitting in the corner, and he squints at him suspiciously.

"Damn, you slept through me crashing around here like a giant? That's impressive..."

[its_dad_sanzo]

"I'm not sleeping," Koumyou replies, eyes opening just enough to get a glimpse of the noisy stranger. He'd heard all the racket, and the indistinct mumbling. But it had all seemed distant, most of his focus turned inward as it had been.

It still is, somewhat, but he's pulling himself free of his meditations. And it's fine; if he really needed to do this uninterrupted, he'd have claimed a quiet car. "You seem pretty agitated."

[firewalled]

"I'm just... pissed off being stuck here," he admits as the stranger opens his eyes, seeming to be alright with a conversation. "I'm still getting used to going about my 'normal business,' like I haven't been kidnapped, I guess."

He does at least look apologetic and guilty to be caught in the act. "I'm, uh, sorry to interrupt whatever you were doing."

[its_dad_sanzo]

"Oh, it's fine," Koumyou doesn't mind the interruption, honestly. It helps keep him from going into any nasty spirals in his own mind.

"I suppose being kidnapped does make things harder. It seems to be a common view, at least."

Misery loves company, right?

[firewalled]

"Harder still when you kinda don't know what your routine should be. Things haven't exactly been 'normal' for me for a while." He's not going to fall back into the SQUIP's schedule for him, but he hasn't decided on every aspect of his day since freshman year...

Cleaning!

[waywardking]

Noctis hears Koumyou before he sees him--well, inasmuch as he can 'see' the other man, who is mostly a tall white and gold-ish figure--and pauses to listen.

"Nice voice."

He can't make out the broom, so all he knows is that Koumyou is singing in the hallway for...reasons. Not that it's bad--he does mean what he said--it's just strange at the moment. Noctis probably should have his cane out, but the train's always too crowded for that, so he's foregone it.

[its_dad_sanzo]

"--Ah? Well, thank you!" Koumyou hadn't realized he was singing, but he's also not particularly shy about it. "That's very sweet of you to say. Am I in your way?"

He pauses in his sweeping to lean on the broom, looking at the stranger. Something's off about the way Noctis is looking at him, but Koumyou's not quite sure what it is yet.

[waywardking]

"Not really."

Had they met a couple months ago, Noctis might have looked odd by failing to make eye contact with Koumyou. Currently, he can guess where someone's facial features are a little better, so he's at least looking at the other man's face. He doesn't wear any glasses, though, which makes the faint scarring on and around his eyes more obvious.

"Didn't know you were there until I heard you, that's all."

[its_dad_sanzo]

It's the lack of proper focus that Koumyou realizes he'd been thrown by for a moment. The scarring just adds to the strangeness, as well as the guy saying he didn't know he was there.

But this isn't his first time meeting someone with eyes that don't quite... work.

"So you're blind, right?"

Just gonna... just gonna ask, huh Koumyou?

[waywardking]

Geez dude, you can't just ask people if they're blind.

Fortunately, Noctis is used to it, so his non-verbal response is simply a soft huff.

"Mostly. I can see colors, thanks to Kumoko." He squints at Koumyou for a few seconds like it might help, before adding, "But yeah, pretty much."

cleaning

[flatteries]

Inigo is pretty careful to speak up at first. He knows very well - especially considering recent events - how much he hates it when someone walks in on him while he's dancing, after all, so perhaps Koumyou may feel similarly about his singing.

But he realises he's not going to be able to make it past the other without making it very clear that he's present and hearing the singing, since the man is in the middle of the walkway here.

So Inigo clears his throat, as if to pull the other's attention.

".. milord. It seems that you're doing well."

[its_dad_sanzo]

"Oh!" Koumyou, at least, doesn't do anything nearly so dramatic as Inigo did when 'caught'. He just smiles over at the other guy. "Hello again, am I in your way?"

[flatteries]

"Ah.. No, it's fine! Don't worry, I can easily pass."

Inigo smiles a little, though it seems to be lacking some energy.

"I just wanted to check up on you. Are you doing better than right after the mission?" Sure, he said he was fine, and Inigo was willing to believe back then that he was relatively fine! But those bruises can't have been comfortable, and he's not sure how quickly they would have healed.

And Inigo is just fussy enough to want to check up on people over something like that.

[its_dad_sanzo]

Now that he's in his proper Sanzo uniform, the priest can't simply push a sleeve up to show that the bruises have healed up fine. There's a whole other layer of material there, and he doesn't feel like rolling an arm-warmer down to his wrist right now.

"Yes, I think I've fully recovered," Koumyou leans a little on his broom to talk, "Just in time for the next mission, right?"

[flatteries]

The boy nods at the man's first statement - apparently not requiring proof of actually seeing the other's skin to be willing to believe them. Despite Inigo knowing fully well that certain people love hiding their injuries (with Inigo himself being a culprit of said crime as well), he doesn't believe this man holds any reason to do so.

So instead he just looks relieved.

"Thankfully we usually only have one mission a month. So we should be fine for at least a week or two more."

Not that Inigo minds the missions all that terribly, but he understands the toll they take on everyone.

".. although we do usually have something else odd happening every month or so too, thinking about it."