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The LJ Talk was screwing with my PC, and it wouldn't even start!

... If SFD doesn't get its collective ass in gear soon, I'll be in serious trouble. Fuck.

Also, may I please ask the customs people to just copy the damn CDs, instead of watching them one by one, and send the originals to me? Thank you.

Quite uncharacteristically, Sanzo was leaning against the counter sipping on his morning caffeine supply. He was usually the first one up, but very rarely the one to make coffee. Catering he preferred to push onto other people.

“You look like shit, captain,” Gojyo greeted him, helping himself to a cup.

“I didn’t get much sleep.” Another quite uncharacteristic action, for Sanzo to reply to an affectionate (in a manner of speaking) insult without a curse word. Gojyo stared at him for a moment. Something was clearly not right.

The room filled up quickly. The smell of Sanzo-made coffee could wake the dead, if only because the beverage itself was so thick that the caffeine was a palpable presence on the ship. Lirin bounced in, as usual. No one knew and no one particularly wanted to know what got her started in the morning and kept her bouncing throughout the day. Kougaji, when asked, told them to blame it on sugar and hope no other white substance was involved. If it got him through all of her life, he argued, it would work for anyone. He was sharp as ever in the mornings, but his enjoyment of the time left much to be desired. Yaone bowed politely upon entering, before seating herself in her usual chair.

“I’ll go an wake the two creeps,” Gojyo announced after a few minutes of waiting. Breakfast time was a serious matter – his morning meal will not be deterred by a couple of assholes who couldn’t be bothered to get there on time.

“Don’t.” Gojyo paused. “They’re not eating with us.”

“What, they offered to get you laid and you knocked them overboard?”

“Hakkai,” Sanzo said, ignoring the taunts. “Could you please explain why are you carrying a naked kid in your hand luggage?”

The room was suddenly still as a tomb. Hakkai raised his head and very carefully removed the glasses from his face.

“I was led to believe that your ship does not perform baggage controls. In fact, I believe I specifically stated that what I transport is my responsibility alone. I made a point of stating that in writing.”

“Well, promotion time is over. Answer the question.”

“I fail to see how it is any of your business, captain,” Hakkai answered coolly. “I paid for transport and lack of questions. You operation doesn’t strike me as entirely legal.”

“You’ll get a refund for questioning. I happen to draw the line of legal at human trafficking.” Sanzo crossed his arms. The staring contest went on, making every other person in the hall uncomfortable and also a little awed. Not many people could match Sanzo when he decided someone deserved to be stared at. Usually because his stares were often punctuated by gunshots, but that was beside the point.

“Very well,” Hakkai conceded eventually. “I assure you I have no intention of selling nor harming him. In fact, I do not plan to benefit from his presence, in any way. I decided it was best to transport him in this manner, until we reach a community less inclined to support the government.” Sanzo raised a questioning brow. “He would be searched for. My concern is to keep him safe.”

“Safe from what, exactly?” Gojyo asked, leaning forward. Hakkai glanced in his direction. He seemed to be considering his options.

“Things he did nothing to deserve,” he said eventually. His expression suggested strongly that the subject was officially closed. “Understand this – I mean him no harm. He had consented to travelling in this manner.”

Sanzo gave him another of his measuring stares and nodded. “Fair enough. But I’d rather know now if you have any more surprises in store. Like a firing squad in your medical bag.”

“That seems to be all.” Hakkai smiled his universal smile.

“Wait, wait! You’re gonna just take his word for it?” Jien rose in his chair and looked at Sanzo incredulously.

“Goku said the same thing, pretty much,” Sanzo said, turning to refill his cup. “Only with a great deal more enthusiasm.” Hakkai looked up sharply.

“Goku- Is he awake?”

“Not at the moment.” He took a long sip. “If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t go nosing through your stuff,” he added. “The feds did.”

“The feds? Sanzo, we’re in deep space here, how’d feds- Wait. Those two creeps. Fuck.” Jien sat down heavily. “We’re so fucked.”

Some casting is obvious, some not so, but I'm sure it won't be tough to guess. ^____^ You can tell I have a dozen backstories thought out already, can't you?

Date: 2006-10-27 08:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Damned customs fanboys. Always stealing porn for themselves.

Date: 2006-10-27 10:23 pm (UTC)
ext_33880: (tallyhooo!!)
From: [identity profile]
The bastards. *sulks*

CUSTOMSBOY #1: Package #1835372. For Keiran. Hm... Feels like CDs. Oh well, the service of the country demands I look. *looks*


CB #5: OMGZ, my shift's ending!!! *scrambles home*
CB #6: Package #... Hello, what's this? *pops CD into computer* OMG!!!!

Date: 2006-10-28 11:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I just want you to know that I totally choked on my Fresca while reading this.

Damn it.

Date: 2006-10-28 01:56 pm (UTC)
ext_33880: (You call that logic?)
From: [identity profile]
But you choked on it in a good way, right? *grins*


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