Matt Damon wins.
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Bourne Ultimatum = WIN. The one reservation I have is that the camera man could maybe take of his rollerskates or learn to use them, because my eyes kind of hurt. Other than that OMG SO MUCH WIN. For all three movies. Me lurves. Muchly. "We'd be having this conversation face to face." I wuv this guy. Which reminds me, I might have to track down more Ludlum novels. I read The Ambler Warning recently, and it was fun.
Saw shiny trailer for Stardust, ooooh. Must see the shiny! Give me shiny! Mum looked weird when she saw Robert de Niro in a fantasy movie, but meh. Other movies to see include The Golden Compass (daemons FTW), Dark is Rising (though I suspect it doth sucketh muchly). Possibly something else, though I can't remember at the moment.
His Highness the Royal Prick, despite the front he put up constantly, wasn’t that hard to figure out. Gojyo was proficient at reading people; one can hardly earn his living through poker without highly developed social skills. Well, unless one is a freak like Hakkai, but that’s beside the point.
The point was, Sanzo was actually quite transparent. Oh, he’d try to convince you he wasn’t attached to anything and that he would happily live his life detached from everything, but if he thought no one could see the attacks of possessiveness he was known to have over Goku, he was solely mistaken. True, the attacks were well disguised as anger at the monkey (or Gojyo), but they were there, plain as day. Really, who did he think he was kidding?
It was hilarious, Gojyo had thought all this time, to watch His Aloofness freak out over the monkey being hit on by perverted gods or other freaks. Even Kougaji was mildly grating, if one watched Sanzo closely. It was downright hysterical to watch Sanzo have a fit over a four year old. Then again, Sanzo was not exactly poster boy for logical thought.
Maybe, if Sanzo calmed down a bit, Gojyo would tell him all the glaring was scaring Hina. Sanzo wasn’t likely to care, at least until he had it elaborated into a very simple correlation: a scared child has a tendency to run to his or her parent. Maybe then he would understand that he was the main reason why Hina rarely left Goku’s lap, which in turn only served to incense Sanzo further and so made him even less reasonable. Ah, the wonders of vicious circles.
“So, how’re things in the nursery these days?” Gojyo asked Sanzo, who gave him a vicious glare and returned to incinerating the newspaper with his gaze alone. “That good, eh?”
Less than a minute later Goku emerged from his room, hand in hand with Hina, who was wearing his spare t-shirt. The shirt he was wearing bore signs of having come in close contact with water recently.
“What happened to you, monkey?” Gojyo asked.
Goku blushed. “Well, Hina needed a bath.”
Gojyo grinned. There was something inherently cute about monkey trying to play daddy for a change, even if he would rather shoot himself than mention it aloud. He suspect it might lead to a bloodbath, as could hear Sanzo’s insides boiling already. The newspaper was creasing and Gojyo was fairly sure if it might as well be upside down, for all the content Sanzo got from it. “Where’s Hakkai?” he asked, turning to Goku.
“Oh, he went to get Hina something to wear. Her dress was all dirty and stuff.” Goku seated the girl in a chair and frowned. Gojyo raised a brow and waited for it.
“Hi!” the waitress said appearing by their table before Goku could speak. “You know, we have high chairs. Not really for kids, but she should be better off.”
Goku beamed. This was obviously the thing on his mind. “Thanks!”
Gojyo could swear he could hear the steam whistling as it run in panic out of Sanzo’s ears. Goku followed the waitress to the bar – and damn, the waitress had a pleasantly curved rear-end – and returned with a high chair.
“Is that better?” he asked Hina. She beamed at him and Sanzo threw the paper down and stormed out.
“Don’t you think it’s enough of this farce?” the monk asked a little later, once Goku was loading Hakkai’s shopping into the car and Hina was deposited in Hakkai’s care to be dressed. Gojyo was torn between smacking the monk and laughing his head of. My kingdom for a camera! he thought.
“What farce?” Goku asked.
“That damned brat! You can’t actually think she has anything to do with you?”
“Why not?”
Gojyo looked away and made a face. Someone ought to give Sanzo a people manual, one of these days.
“Even you aren’t that stupid.”
“I’m not stupid,” Goku said. He wasn’t looking at Sanzo. “She is lost in any case. We can’t just leave her.”
“Kid is right,” Gojyo said ripping the plastic off of a six-pack and fitting the beers in the cooler.
“We are not a fucking nursery on wheels.”
“Dunno, the way the monkey behaves sometimes…”
“Who are you calling a monkey, you damned cockroach!”
“Who are you calling a cockroach, pea-brain!”
“Both of you, shut the fuck up!”
xxxx
Many, many miles away from the usual argument, doctor Nii contemplated his existence and achievements. The laboratory he managed was dark, dreary and disturbing, filled with appropriate amount of stuff that went poof from time to time and produced alternatively bubbles, white smoke or colourful liquids. They didn’t serve any particular purpose, but Nii knew that the appearances were important.
He turned the knob closest to him a couple of times, watched the green and blue bubbles emerge in a wet, reflexive string and sat back with a sense of a job well done. He had the budget, he had the technology and he had his coffee. Life was good, these days. Well, mostly. He smirked as Doctor Hwan put – or rather slammed – the coffee cup before him.
“Thank you, my dear,” he said, toasting her backside. It deserved a toast, in his humble opinion. He watched her toss her shoulders in indignation and walk out.
As soon as she was gone he stretched again and resumed browsing through his journal. “Best coffee places, frog anatomy, notes on investing, account numbers, movies to watch in spare time,” he muttered to himself flipping through the pages. His other hand was pouring sugar into the cup, spoon after spoon. “Now that’s curious.” Nii removed a flatted piece of popcorn adhered to the page. “Curious indeed.”
A few minutes later there was a picture of the Sanzo party on the screen before him. “Little monkey at Heaven’s door,” Nii muttered to himself, tracing the barely visible golden band on Goku’s forehead. “Little monkey caused a great war. Little monkey locked up in stone, then little monkey is not alone.” Nii’s gaze turned to Sanzo. “Are you alone, my little lamb?” He took a sip of his coffee. It was thick with sugar. “Do you wish you’d always been?”
xxxx
They set off, eventually. The moods weren’t all that great. Sanzo insisted on the rest of them going from door to door and presenting exhibit A, a pretty four year old. “I don’t give a fuck,” he told them in response to the scepticism on their faces. “Sell it if you must. I don’t want it in the jeep.”
“That wasn’t very nice of you,” Hakkai said once Goku took the sniffling Hina outside and tried to soothe her fears. However the only word he got from Sanzo was a sharp “Get.”
They did a couple of rounds and emerged none the wiser as to Hina’s origins. No one knew of any missing children. No one knew anyone resembling Hina. “If you ask me,” one elderly lady said to Goku, “she looks too much like you, sweetheart. She must be a relative.”
“Or it could just be a freaky coincidence,” Hakkai said.
“Son, I have been running a kindergarten for forty years. There isn’t a person in ten miles I haven’t looked after at some point. I know what I’m saying.”
“Which would be really nice and comforting,” Hakkai muttered to Gojyo later, “if Goku had anything even remotely resembling blood relatives.”
“I hear ya. If anyone showed up to claim His Highness it would be more probable. Or maybe not, come to think of it.” Gojyo tried to imagine a similar scenario with the blonde monk as the centre of attention and snorted. “Picture this, a tiny Sanzo…“
“… with a toy gun…”
“… glaring at anything that moves…”
“… and choking on the cigarette smoke.”
Gojyo grinned. “I could almost pay to see that.”
“Oh yes.”
All in all, the five of them ended up back in the jeep, heading West.
xxx.XXX.xxx
“This is ridiculous!” Gojyo yelled. He swung the chain at the nearest demon and watched him die, screaming. Some misplaced momentum took him a couple meters back, through the mist swirling at ankle-level and down into the gorge. “Where do these fuckers come from?”
“I have no idea,” Hakkai told him. “And quite frankly, I’d rather not know.”
“When you put it like that…” Then he remembered something. “Fuck, where’s Goku?”
The both of them paused and looked around wildly. “There!” Hakkai pointed, obliterating a demon’s head in the act of pointing.
Gojyo followed Hakkai’s finger and cursed. Goku was in trouble. The child clinging to his neck was a massive deterrent for his fighting style, never mind that she left him with no option but to fight one-handed. He did quite well too, for a time. Good thing the demons had speed limits on their synapses, so they hadn’t caught on immediately. It wasn’t rocket science, however.
“Shit!” Goku slipped and fell after a vicious swipe of something sharp and pointy forced him to jump back. It would seem that he would be skewered within the next second, but the demon fell with a neat bullet hole in his head. “Thanks, Sanzo,” Goku said. Hina whimpered into his neck.
“Fucking moron,” Sanzo yelled and reloaded his gun. He turned away. Behind his back the mist thickened and rose. Goku, scrambling to his feet, didn’t notice. It was only Gojyo who paused in disposing of another demon to stare.
“Monkey, look out!” he screamed.
“Huh?” Goku asked and turned around. And then something happened, but Gojyo couldn’t, for the life of him, find words to describe it. The mist hiccupped and solidified into two very distinct shapes, so distinct Gojyo had to pull on his own hair to reassure himself he wasn’t dreaming, and he even then he could only stare in disbelief.
“What the fuck,” one of the shapes said pulling himself to his feet.
“Pinch me,” Hakkai told Gojyo. Gojyo, still too stunned to consider, obliged. “At least now I know I’m not dreaming,” Hakkai said.
“Easy for you to say,” Gojyo muttered. And it was. Because across the field, in between Sanzo and Goku, stood someone’s idea of a cosmic joke. He was his exact height and his exact build and wore clothes matching his exact taste, plus his eyes were the exact same shade of red.
“You said it,” the new Gojyo agreed. At his side Sanzo’s doppelganger made a vague noncommittal noise and lighted a cigarette, his every move followed by Sanzo and Goku’s eyes.
“What the fu…?” the usual Sanzo asked, but the final syllable dissolved in a most un-Sanzo-like yelp. In the exact moment he started to ask, the mist around Goku and Hina sprang up, causing the monkey to jump to the side to avoid a surprisingly solid bit of murky air. The hit burrowed into the ground instead, sending bits of stones flying. Not even a second could have passed before the ground trembled and the edge of the gorge gave way, taking the lot of them down, towards the river’s grassy bank.
Saw shiny trailer for Stardust, ooooh. Must see the shiny! Give me shiny! Mum looked weird when she saw Robert de Niro in a fantasy movie, but meh. Other movies to see include The Golden Compass (daemons FTW), Dark is Rising (though I suspect it doth sucketh muchly). Possibly something else, though I can't remember at the moment.
His Highness the Royal Prick, despite the front he put up constantly, wasn’t that hard to figure out. Gojyo was proficient at reading people; one can hardly earn his living through poker without highly developed social skills. Well, unless one is a freak like Hakkai, but that’s beside the point.
The point was, Sanzo was actually quite transparent. Oh, he’d try to convince you he wasn’t attached to anything and that he would happily live his life detached from everything, but if he thought no one could see the attacks of possessiveness he was known to have over Goku, he was solely mistaken. True, the attacks were well disguised as anger at the monkey (or Gojyo), but they were there, plain as day. Really, who did he think he was kidding?
It was hilarious, Gojyo had thought all this time, to watch His Aloofness freak out over the monkey being hit on by perverted gods or other freaks. Even Kougaji was mildly grating, if one watched Sanzo closely. It was downright hysterical to watch Sanzo have a fit over a four year old. Then again, Sanzo was not exactly poster boy for logical thought.
Maybe, if Sanzo calmed down a bit, Gojyo would tell him all the glaring was scaring Hina. Sanzo wasn’t likely to care, at least until he had it elaborated into a very simple correlation: a scared child has a tendency to run to his or her parent. Maybe then he would understand that he was the main reason why Hina rarely left Goku’s lap, which in turn only served to incense Sanzo further and so made him even less reasonable. Ah, the wonders of vicious circles.
“So, how’re things in the nursery these days?” Gojyo asked Sanzo, who gave him a vicious glare and returned to incinerating the newspaper with his gaze alone. “That good, eh?”
Less than a minute later Goku emerged from his room, hand in hand with Hina, who was wearing his spare t-shirt. The shirt he was wearing bore signs of having come in close contact with water recently.
“What happened to you, monkey?” Gojyo asked.
Goku blushed. “Well, Hina needed a bath.”
Gojyo grinned. There was something inherently cute about monkey trying to play daddy for a change, even if he would rather shoot himself than mention it aloud. He suspect it might lead to a bloodbath, as could hear Sanzo’s insides boiling already. The newspaper was creasing and Gojyo was fairly sure if it might as well be upside down, for all the content Sanzo got from it. “Where’s Hakkai?” he asked, turning to Goku.
“Oh, he went to get Hina something to wear. Her dress was all dirty and stuff.” Goku seated the girl in a chair and frowned. Gojyo raised a brow and waited for it.
“Hi!” the waitress said appearing by their table before Goku could speak. “You know, we have high chairs. Not really for kids, but she should be better off.”
Goku beamed. This was obviously the thing on his mind. “Thanks!”
Gojyo could swear he could hear the steam whistling as it run in panic out of Sanzo’s ears. Goku followed the waitress to the bar – and damn, the waitress had a pleasantly curved rear-end – and returned with a high chair.
“Is that better?” he asked Hina. She beamed at him and Sanzo threw the paper down and stormed out.
“Don’t you think it’s enough of this farce?” the monk asked a little later, once Goku was loading Hakkai’s shopping into the car and Hina was deposited in Hakkai’s care to be dressed. Gojyo was torn between smacking the monk and laughing his head of. My kingdom for a camera! he thought.
“What farce?” Goku asked.
“That damned brat! You can’t actually think she has anything to do with you?”
“Why not?”
Gojyo looked away and made a face. Someone ought to give Sanzo a people manual, one of these days.
“Even you aren’t that stupid.”
“I’m not stupid,” Goku said. He wasn’t looking at Sanzo. “She is lost in any case. We can’t just leave her.”
“Kid is right,” Gojyo said ripping the plastic off of a six-pack and fitting the beers in the cooler.
“We are not a fucking nursery on wheels.”
“Dunno, the way the monkey behaves sometimes…”
“Who are you calling a monkey, you damned cockroach!”
“Who are you calling a cockroach, pea-brain!”
“Both of you, shut the fuck up!”
xxxx
Many, many miles away from the usual argument, doctor Nii contemplated his existence and achievements. The laboratory he managed was dark, dreary and disturbing, filled with appropriate amount of stuff that went poof from time to time and produced alternatively bubbles, white smoke or colourful liquids. They didn’t serve any particular purpose, but Nii knew that the appearances were important.
He turned the knob closest to him a couple of times, watched the green and blue bubbles emerge in a wet, reflexive string and sat back with a sense of a job well done. He had the budget, he had the technology and he had his coffee. Life was good, these days. Well, mostly. He smirked as Doctor Hwan put – or rather slammed – the coffee cup before him.
“Thank you, my dear,” he said, toasting her backside. It deserved a toast, in his humble opinion. He watched her toss her shoulders in indignation and walk out.
As soon as she was gone he stretched again and resumed browsing through his journal. “Best coffee places, frog anatomy, notes on investing, account numbers, movies to watch in spare time,” he muttered to himself flipping through the pages. His other hand was pouring sugar into the cup, spoon after spoon. “Now that’s curious.” Nii removed a flatted piece of popcorn adhered to the page. “Curious indeed.”
A few minutes later there was a picture of the Sanzo party on the screen before him. “Little monkey at Heaven’s door,” Nii muttered to himself, tracing the barely visible golden band on Goku’s forehead. “Little monkey caused a great war. Little monkey locked up in stone, then little monkey is not alone.” Nii’s gaze turned to Sanzo. “Are you alone, my little lamb?” He took a sip of his coffee. It was thick with sugar. “Do you wish you’d always been?”
xxxx
They set off, eventually. The moods weren’t all that great. Sanzo insisted on the rest of them going from door to door and presenting exhibit A, a pretty four year old. “I don’t give a fuck,” he told them in response to the scepticism on their faces. “Sell it if you must. I don’t want it in the jeep.”
“That wasn’t very nice of you,” Hakkai said once Goku took the sniffling Hina outside and tried to soothe her fears. However the only word he got from Sanzo was a sharp “Get.”
They did a couple of rounds and emerged none the wiser as to Hina’s origins. No one knew of any missing children. No one knew anyone resembling Hina. “If you ask me,” one elderly lady said to Goku, “she looks too much like you, sweetheart. She must be a relative.”
“Or it could just be a freaky coincidence,” Hakkai said.
“Son, I have been running a kindergarten for forty years. There isn’t a person in ten miles I haven’t looked after at some point. I know what I’m saying.”
“Which would be really nice and comforting,” Hakkai muttered to Gojyo later, “if Goku had anything even remotely resembling blood relatives.”
“I hear ya. If anyone showed up to claim His Highness it would be more probable. Or maybe not, come to think of it.” Gojyo tried to imagine a similar scenario with the blonde monk as the centre of attention and snorted. “Picture this, a tiny Sanzo…“
“… with a toy gun…”
“… glaring at anything that moves…”
“… and choking on the cigarette smoke.”
Gojyo grinned. “I could almost pay to see that.”
“Oh yes.”
All in all, the five of them ended up back in the jeep, heading West.
xxx.XXX.xxx
“This is ridiculous!” Gojyo yelled. He swung the chain at the nearest demon and watched him die, screaming. Some misplaced momentum took him a couple meters back, through the mist swirling at ankle-level and down into the gorge. “Where do these fuckers come from?”
“I have no idea,” Hakkai told him. “And quite frankly, I’d rather not know.”
“When you put it like that…” Then he remembered something. “Fuck, where’s Goku?”
The both of them paused and looked around wildly. “There!” Hakkai pointed, obliterating a demon’s head in the act of pointing.
Gojyo followed Hakkai’s finger and cursed. Goku was in trouble. The child clinging to his neck was a massive deterrent for his fighting style, never mind that she left him with no option but to fight one-handed. He did quite well too, for a time. Good thing the demons had speed limits on their synapses, so they hadn’t caught on immediately. It wasn’t rocket science, however.
“Shit!” Goku slipped and fell after a vicious swipe of something sharp and pointy forced him to jump back. It would seem that he would be skewered within the next second, but the demon fell with a neat bullet hole in his head. “Thanks, Sanzo,” Goku said. Hina whimpered into his neck.
“Fucking moron,” Sanzo yelled and reloaded his gun. He turned away. Behind his back the mist thickened and rose. Goku, scrambling to his feet, didn’t notice. It was only Gojyo who paused in disposing of another demon to stare.
“Monkey, look out!” he screamed.
“Huh?” Goku asked and turned around. And then something happened, but Gojyo couldn’t, for the life of him, find words to describe it. The mist hiccupped and solidified into two very distinct shapes, so distinct Gojyo had to pull on his own hair to reassure himself he wasn’t dreaming, and he even then he could only stare in disbelief.
“What the fuck,” one of the shapes said pulling himself to his feet.
“Pinch me,” Hakkai told Gojyo. Gojyo, still too stunned to consider, obliged. “At least now I know I’m not dreaming,” Hakkai said.
“Easy for you to say,” Gojyo muttered. And it was. Because across the field, in between Sanzo and Goku, stood someone’s idea of a cosmic joke. He was his exact height and his exact build and wore clothes matching his exact taste, plus his eyes were the exact same shade of red.
“You said it,” the new Gojyo agreed. At his side Sanzo’s doppelganger made a vague noncommittal noise and lighted a cigarette, his every move followed by Sanzo and Goku’s eyes.
“What the fu…?” the usual Sanzo asked, but the final syllable dissolved in a most un-Sanzo-like yelp. In the exact moment he started to ask, the mist around Goku and Hina sprang up, causing the monkey to jump to the side to avoid a surprisingly solid bit of murky air. The hit burrowed into the ground instead, sending bits of stones flying. Not even a second could have passed before the ground trembled and the edge of the gorge gave way, taking the lot of them down, towards the river’s grassy bank.
Matt Damon Wins
Date: 2007-09-09 08:24 pm (UTC)Drive sanzo insane maybe and were did all of these doubles come from the mist? i know so many questions/answers coming in later chapters maybe anyway i love this second part just as much as the first part.
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Date: 2007-09-09 08:36 pm (UTC)and well, Stardust is Gaiman's although not all his stories translate nicely into film (or maybe its just me)
hmmm...the story is fascinating, particularly since you have nii evilly cackling away...
i read merula31's GW stories, and i found them fascinating.. i'll start reading your GW tales too.
i already read all of moonsilverfic's
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Date: 2007-09-09 08:47 pm (UTC)*grins* We shall see how it plays out. With Nii in it, it ought to be interesting. ^______^
Thank you. I hope you'll enjoy!
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Date: 2007-09-09 09:12 pm (UTC)except that although nii might get some of his genes,
nii cant get the "earth magic" right, though i'm saying the eyes are genetically controlled ....
i was reading chapter 1 again.
it seems everyone wants sanzo jealous
(well, he is so interesting when he is..)
yes, i saw her rec on stardust as well.
and per neil gaiman's blog, the movie will be show here
- where i am - oct 17. he's nice. but then i guess i knew that.
i first discovered gaiman with the Endless, (i bought the entire series of graphic novels) then bought his illustrated books (they're pretty) then read American Gods
and i have 3 other books whose title i cannot remember.
oh yeah, anansi boys is one of them. then one of them is a collection of short stories. I want to read Books of Magic but they arent available yet in our local store.
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Date: 2007-09-09 09:20 pm (UTC)Sanzo is fun when he's jealous! I fear I didn't use the jealous Sanzo as much as I could have, but we shall see.
It's October 12th for us. I can't wait!
I'm probably one of the very few who discovered GNeil not via his graphic novels. I didn't even know about those. I discovered him through Good Omens, which he cowrote with my personal god, Terry Pratchett. Then there were American Gods, Anansi Boys, Neverwhere, Smoke and Mirrors and M is for Magic... I love the man.
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Date: 2007-09-10 01:17 am (UTC)so... Hina could be from the future. i read your replies to the other comments as well
a future child. Goku has a child?
since Hina has round ears, could she be half breed?
and well, the red eyes/hair need not apply, after all, goku isnt quite youkai.
we're all speculating, as you can see.
only, have nothing to bribe you with.
and yes, i did read Good Omens as well.
My friend also likes Terry Prachett.
I think i've read some terry prachett, but cant remember.
i told her i'll try and find some over here.
as for ngaiman, since you gave the titles. i have read neverwhere, and smoke and mirrors.
but one of my favorite stories is about the cat.
the cat that protected the house and the people in the house. scary, too. but see? i cant remember the title at all.
do you want to see gaiman's Endless? i have the gn, and i can scan the thing at work. and post it. There's Destiny, Death, Dream, Delurium, Destruction, Despair,.. and i cant remember the other one.
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Date: 2007-09-09 09:19 pm (UTC)Ni is creepy. Again, we knew that.
*sigh* And still we don't know if Goku's the dad or not. But if he is, what happened to Sanzo, Gojyo, and Hakkai? Why wouldn't she know them if they're all together in the future?
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Date: 2007-09-09 09:35 pm (UTC)Nii defines creep, like Hakkai defines psycho. *nods*
Weeeeell, I would happily let you stew, but think back to the bit in chapter one where Hina introduces herself. As in, who does she introduce herself to. *shuts up now*
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Date: 2007-09-09 09:39 pm (UTC)She says hello to Gojyo and Hakkai, but she introduces herself to Sanzo. So Sanzo's not around?
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Date: 2007-09-09 10:06 pm (UTC)I always welcome bribes. *grin*
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Date: 2007-09-09 10:32 pm (UTC)Oooooooo. evil!Goku!
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Date: 2007-09-09 10:37 pm (UTC)Hm... More like rational!Goku. I think I did a 'just let me take care of it' with Goku and everyone. Except Sanzo did get to beat Ni a little.
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Date: 2007-09-09 11:13 pm (UTC)*runs in circles*
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Date: 2007-09-09 11:32 pm (UTC)... as a side note, do you have an IM? Because as much fun as talking to you is, the LJ comment thing is tedious. Just a bit. o.O
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Date: 2007-09-09 11:40 pm (UTC)I need to go to sleep now, but I'm definitely unearthing my probably long-dead AOL account tomorrow. *nods* *yawns* 7 am, here I come!
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Date: 2007-09-10 06:32 pm (UTC)Ah, Nii...deliciously evil as always. I really like the idea of him keeping a journal filled with random stuff. It seems something he would do, especially if amidst the junk he found something useful. It was an adorable mental image.
But Goku's such a good daddy! Protecting Hina and giving her a bath! I want to huggle him so much. Though with the mood Sanzo's been in...that might not be a good idea. XD
CLIFFHANGER! Quite literally. *laughs* I can't wait to see where you're heading with this. Why was it Gojyo and Sanzo that appeared? o___O Makes one wonder what's going on here.
HEE! I loved it! You must write more! <3 <3 <3
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Date: 2007-09-10 07:05 pm (UTC)Nii is a great villain. He makes everything believable, no matter how crazy or evil. XD I can totally see him keeping a journal. Table of contents: brownie recipe, best way to decapitate a person, books to read, world domination plans... There's space for everything. *grins*
Goku is a great daddy! I'm sure he would be naturally good at it. Lay off the hugs though, at least until Sanzo calms down. *smiles*
Well, there is a reason it's Gojyo and Sanzo. They're bosom buddies now, painting each other toenails and doing their hair, dear god, I can't believe I just typed that. XD I'll get right on it. *huggles* Thanks!
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Date: 2007-09-12 12:40 am (UTC)I agree! I think Nii would probably agree with you too...if not be utterly flattered beyond all reason. Could you just imagine? And could you imagine the look on Hwan's face when she saw that journal?
Hwan: Dr. Nii...is this...a sketch of my backside?
Nii: *whistles as he walks away*
XD
I think Goku would be a swell daddy too. And the very idea is just so durn cute!
*falls over laughing* That would be a sight to see. I'd pay to see that. XDDD *dodges bullet*