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Hacked [Active]

Character(s): Genjyo Sanzo, Cho Hakkai, Sha Gojyo, open to anyone
Content: Sanzo finds that his journal has been screwed over by an unknown hacker.
Setting: Paixao Central Station
Time: Monday afternoon.
Warnings: Cursing, most likely.

Sanzo nearly tossed the journal into a trashcan before he thought better of it. It'd had its uses - mostly for venting or weathering boredom, occassionally for keeping notes. It was also his only contact with the others currently... even if the damn thing had suddenly gone to hell. Up until his run-in with Lirin, it had been working fine.

And now it wasn't. Sanzo knew better than to pin this one on the youkai, however: while she was freakishly strong, she hadn't crushed the strange device. Surprisingly, all things considered. He might have stubbed a cigarette or two out on it, but the journal had withstood that.

No, something or someone else had gotten to it. He didn't care for the journal, but it pissed him off to know that someone had dared to mess with a belonging of his.

He'd been tempted to throw it away. The thing had stopped beeping, thankfully, but it was also useless now. A dead weight.

Sanzo held onto it still. There was that small chance that it would recover from whatever the hell had happened to it...

The monk flipped open the screen. Frowned at it. The thing hadn't changed for the better. Where there'd been a menu, along with some idiotic, random Paixao proverb, there was only gibberish. The strange symbols and numbers danced across the screen in scrolling lines. The priest could understand even less of it this time around.

He certainly didn't remember the text being in the neon rainbow range either. Somehow, it made it even more obnoxious than before.

The last message he'd been able to send had been to Hakkai, who'd told him to wait around the station for them. As if the priest should suddenly be at their beck and call. Sanzo grimaced. There was also the matter of Lirin - he had no doubt that she was still in the area. His escape from her would be completely pointless if she found him loitering around. And he had no desire to run into her again.

So Sanzo had been tempted to tell the healer to take his suggestion and shove it. He'd only just managed to restrain that urge when Hakkai promised to take care of Lirin. Whatever that entailed.

With a sigh of annoyance, he took a seat. And prepared to wait.

Sanzo's eyes flicked down to the journal. The monk could have sworn that he saw a smiley face flash past the screen.

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Gojyo, however, was not enjoying the walk nearly as much as his companion was. In fact, he was all in all rather annoyed. And complained about it. Alot. Everything from his feet being sore to needing a beer to needing to pick up ciggarettes to needing to find a woman to screw. If you could think of a complaint, he had probably already said of it. It certainly didn't help that they were doing all this to the damn monk, of all people.

And if the monk was here, where was the damn monkey? He usually never strayed far from him. Gojyo hated to admit it, but he was worried about the little squirt. For that matter, if Lirin was here, where was the rest of her group? Where was Dokugakuji?

"So, is there just food in there, or did you remember my ciggarettes?" He asked, raising a brow as he peered at the paper bag,

He was in the middle of lighting up a cigarette when Gojyo and Hakkai arrived. The first thing he heard was the kappa's bitching.

Dammit.

Sanzo hadn't exactly been looking forward to this reunion. The monk didn't mind meeting Hakkai. The healer was quiet, mostly unintrusive, respected his personal space, intelligent, and not a dipshit.

Gojyo wasn't any of those things.

The monk put the cigarette to his lips with one hand, and the journal away with the other. If he had time, he'd probably have to get it fixed. Or replaced. He took a drag as the Hakkai drew close. The other man was followed by a very irritated looking roach.

Sanzo didn't stand up yet. His feet still hurt, and any time off them - no matter how small - was very much needed. Standing up would also mean that he would be standing at attention for them. Which he certainly wasn't about to do. He'd already had to wait for them.

The only welcome he gave the two was a small nod. Violet eyes flicked almost expectantly towards their side.

"Where's Goku?" he asked. There was the faintest hint of worry in his voice that he couldn't quite cover.

Gojyo frowned as he heard the monk's voice. He really did not want to deal with him. He was such annoying prick. But, as they were already here, he supposed it couldn't be helped.

It was a good question he proposed though. Just where was Goku? Did he not get transported to this weird place? Somehow, he doubted that the monkey could last very long at all on his own. How would he eat?

"Well, we should just keep a ear out for him, right? I mean, I imagine we'll be able to hear him whining even miles away, considering how hungry the saru must be at this point." Gojyo added, trying to lighten up the mood slightly. He wasn't very good when things got all serious.

Yes, he was worried though, and the fact that he was joking about it pratically proved it.

The fact that they were all here but Goku was disturbing enough. Sanzo knew that Hakkai and Gojyo could take care of themselves. As much as the kappa pissed him off, he could fend for himself. So could Goku, but only to a certain point. Without the priest nearby, the monkey was liable to do all sorts of stupid shit, ranging from falling off a cliff to eating something poisonous.

Sanzo stifled down the rising sense of unease with another drag from the cigarette, as he finally rose. Hakkai meant well with his reassurance, but they were empty: Sanzo wouldn't be satisfied until Goku was found. And then Gojyo opened his mouth, and pure idiocy spilled out.

The priest shot a glare at the kappa. He was troubled enough about the monkey's absence that the "joke" was more than unwelcome. There was also those remarks the roach had made to him over the journals that the monk wasn't going to forget any time soon.

"It'd be hard to hear his complaining over your bitching."

"Well at least I get it out of my system, unlike you, what with your constant stick up your ass all the time" Gojyo snapped back angerily. And now he was all the more reminded why he did not like that monk.

It probably didn't help that he was going through more than slight nicotine withdrawl at this point. When was Hakkai going to give him his ciggarettes? Sooner would definetly be better then later.

His attenae like strands of hair almost twitched as the sound of the train approached closer to them. "Should we be takin' that or what? Just what are we doing now that we're one big happy fucked up family again, well, minus the saru of course"

Sanzo's only answer was a disdainful "hmph" and to take another, longer drag on his cigarette. Gojyo's presence was warring with the somewhat calming effect of the nicotine, and the monk was suddenly going through this cigarette much faster than before. At this rate, he'd be down a pack earlier than expected, thanks to the roach.

Asshole.

The monk could feel the ground trembling from the train through the soles of his sandals. He glanced up at it.

"And where would you suggest we take it to?" Sanzo asked dryly. "Do either of you have any idea of a place - a relevant place - to even be heading for that would help in finding Goku and getting out of this shithole?"

Gojyo waved, leaning against the wall slightly, propping his head up by placing his arms behind it. It didn't really matter all too much to him where they started looking, after all, as long as they hadn't been there, that's what mattered, right?

"Hakkai's right," He finally said with a shrug. "It's your call. So where does the great and powerful Sanzo want to go to find his monkey?"

The monk's lip curled slightly at Gojyo's jab, but he didn't dignify it with a response.

Niflheim or Vanaheim.

It honestly didn't sound like the best plan.

Hakkai was right, but only to a certain point. The city would be covered, yes, but only for a short amount of time: Goku could easily appear at one of the gates they would have already checked, if he hadn't already, or be in the city somewhere. They could easily be running in circles.

Sanzo never was one for half-assed plans, if he could help it. He prefered something a little more concrete. At least with a slightly higher chance of success. But right now, it was the only suggestion so far.

It was infinitely better than sitting around and doing nothing.

"Fine. Vanaheim." At this point, it didn't really matter. Both gates were the same to him.

Gojyo grinned happily as his friend tossed him his beloved cancer sticks. "About damn time," he muttered, taking one of them out and lighting it as quickly as possible with his lighter. He brought it to his lips and took one long, deep inhale. There. Much, much better now.

The sooner they left, the better chance they had to find the monkey. And if Lirin was around..was the rest of her group around as well? He wondered idly if they would eventually run into his brother as well.

He snapped out of his thoughts as Hakkai asked Sanzo about Lirin, and chuckled a bit. "I doubt that she would give him much information even if he thought of asking"

Sanzo gave the kappa a look that was clearly a "Fuck you". It wasn't exactly easy to keep calm and rational when she was trying her best to tear his arm off and trip him up by stepping on his sandals.

Gojyo was right: Lirin had managed to both grope him several times and piss him off, all over the space of a mere five minutes. Or less. For all her babbling, not a lot had actually come from it. He hadn't found out anything new or even worthwhile, other than that she was here and apparently, not the rest of her group.

Like he cared about that. That was her business, not his: he was concerned only with finding Goku and getting the hell out of here.

"I'm not asking her," Sanzo said flatly. He had just managed to free himself from her grubby little hands. He wasn't about to willingly go back to her if there absolutely wasn't any other choice.

And right now, there was a choice. The monk still had plenty of other options before he did that. For one, now that Hakkai and Gojyo were here, he could send one of them over.

"One of you can, however," the monk added. He pinned Gojyo with a glare as he lit the cigarette up. "You can start making yourself useful."

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"Yeah, better Hakkai does it," Gojyo replied, plopping down in a seat next to his friend. No one way in hell was he going to travel sitting next to Sanzo. Wasn't safe. The man might try to kill him in his sleep or something.

"I'm not all that good with children, and the monk is even worse," He continued, taking a deep inhale from his ciggarette. He hoped they wouldn't make him put it out. That would be so bothersome.

Sanzo took the seat across from them. The seating arrangement was fine with him. The monk didn't have to sit next to either of them... and after so many months on the road in that cramped jeep, it was something of a luxury. From here, he could also keep an eye on the roach.

"Fine, you can do it."

As long as he didn't get saddled with this, the monk didn't care either way. Hakkai was easily the most qualified for dealing with Lirin out of all of them.

Sanzo never claimed to be good with children either. But, regardless of how much truth there was to Gojyo's comment, he just didn't like being put in the same catagory as the roach. There was something degrading about being compared to a pervert without much in the way of morals.

"Dumb beasts do seem to take a liking to you though, kappa," and Sanzo flicked the dead cigarette butt out the train door before it closed. It just barely made it. He turned back, folding his arms in his sleeves. "Good to see like minds think alike."

((Why hello Uterus, I hate you too.))

"Yeah, you heard Hakkai, be nicer to me, Sanzo-sama," he replied in a mocking tone, chuckling softly as he took another deep inhale from his ciggarette. Mmm. Nicotine was definetly making things better.

He kind of wished the monkey was around. Messing with Sanzo was fun for only so long, as the monk was such a prick. At least with Goku he could get some good arguments and stuff going to pass the time. But instead..things seemed to be just falling to silence mostly. A silence that would never be, had the fourth memeber of their party been there with them.

"There's no reason to be 'nice' if you haven't done shit to earn it," Sanzo grunted. The look that the monk gave to Hakkai was a clear "Stay out of this"; "You get what you deserve; maybe if you tried being less of a complete idiot and a pervert, you'd get better treatment."

It was a very big maybe. Sanzo wasn't going to let Gojyo go without a reminder of where he stood; if the asshole thought he was going to get away with what he'd said in that journal exchange hours earlier, then he was dead wrong. The kappa seemed to forget that the monk had a say in whether he slept indoors - in a decent hotel for once- or out on the street tonight.

Goku's absence was definitely noticeable though: the kid would have immediately taken the seat next to the monk, and between looking out the window at Paixao and pointing out everything, and complaining about how everything looked good enough to eat, would have been babbling his ear off. Despite all of his grumblings about how much trouble the monkey brought to his life, Sanzo would have traded a lifetime of peace and quiet to have him back.

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