TELEPORTATION!
"Wagh!" So Kougaiji yelped, and he yelped LOUDLY. And kicked Yaone in the face. Not on purpose, of course.
"Ow!" But it hurt, nonetheless. Yaone had to bite her lip to keep from spewing out various expletives creatively born from her experiences in alchemy. "Where are we?" She noted that the other two of their traveling companions were also present, though Lilin was busy staring at her own chest in confusion.
"HELP! MY HAIR!"
"That weirdo guy was squeezing - "
"IT'S ON FIRE!"
"Stay away from the doctor, Lilin."
"He's not here, anyway, sir."
And the Doku-guy was right.
Kougaiji: "Doku-guy"?
… You're noisy -
"SHUT UP." This said by Sanzo, who, after gathering enough energy to KICK PEOPLE OUT OF THEIR ROOM, was busy getting dressed.
WHAT?! NAKED SANZO?! WHERE?!
And many fangirls were immediately shot down by a bazooka somehow hiding in the fake bushes by one of many, many rocks. Nope, no greenery here - Quatre was a stealthy ninja.
And, because this is a Saiyuki fic, and NOT GundamWing, Quatre has to leave.
BOOT.
"Awww!"
Go… keep Trowa company. Or something.
Yaone: Personally, I like the 4x2 pairing myself.
1x2x1, all the way, baby. 3x4's alright, though.
Yaone: 6x13 is another good one…
Meh. 6x9 is better -
Yaone: She's desperate. It's het. Don't dig it.
Not everything has to be yaoi, Yaon - wait a minute. You're a yaoi fangirl.
Yaone: … Duh?
So, I have to ask: Do you ever see Kougaiji and Doku -
Yaone: Every night, but the Sanzo-ikkou ones are better. You're never going to get his name right, eh?
Too lazy to look it up.
Yaone: IT'S ON THE FRICKIN' DVD! JUST LOOK AT IT!
Gojyo: HEY! MY HAIR'S STILL -
SHUT UP!
Yaone: I'll do it.
(Splash. And now Gojyo can shut up.)
So, heard you were a 383 fan.
Yah, yah, rub it in. Bet you like 39 and 58 -
Yaone: three-five, actually. I -
Wait. Why the hell are we talking about yaoi pairings?
Gojyo: THAT'S WHAT I WANNA KNOW! (and what's with all the numbers? Geez, fangirls and their code)
As much as I'd love to chat, we're moving on.
Right. After the fangirls were … eliminated, Sanzo stomped out of the room to find a place to read the newspaper in peace.
Fat chance of that.
"GENJO SANZO!" Roared many youkai from outside the inn.
"Or, is it 'Genzo Sanjo'?" A random youkai wondered aloud, and the others turned to stare at him.
THWACK. "Heretic."
"Yah, he's a monk. Show some respect."
Go figure.
"Wagh!" So Kougaiji yelped, and he yelped LOUDLY. And kicked Yaone in the face. Not on purpose, of course.
"Ow!" But it hurt, nonetheless. Yaone had to bite her lip to keep from spewing out various expletives creatively born from her experiences in alchemy. "Where are we?" She noted that the other two of their traveling companions were also present, though Lilin was busy staring at her own chest in confusion.
"HELP! MY HAIR!"
"That weirdo guy was squeezing - "
"IT'S ON FIRE!"
"Stay away from the doctor, Lilin."
"He's not here, anyway, sir."
And the Doku-guy was right.
Kougaiji: "Doku-guy"?
… You're noisy -
"SHUT UP." This said by Sanzo, who, after gathering enough energy to KICK PEOPLE OUT OF THEIR ROOM, was busy getting dressed.
WHAT?! NAKED SANZO?! WHERE?!
And many fangirls were immediately shot down by a bazooka somehow hiding in the fake bushes by one of many, many rocks. Nope, no greenery here - Quatre was a stealthy ninja.
And, because this is a Saiyuki fic, and NOT GundamWing, Quatre has to leave.
BOOT.
"Awww!"
Go… keep Trowa company. Or something.
Yaone: Personally, I like the 4x2 pairing myself.
1x2x1, all the way, baby. 3x4's alright, though.
Yaone: 6x13 is another good one…
Meh. 6x9 is better -
Yaone: She's desperate. It's het. Don't dig it.
Not everything has to be yaoi, Yaon - wait a minute. You're a yaoi fangirl.
Yaone: … Duh?
So, I have to ask: Do you ever see Kougaiji and Doku -
Yaone: Every night, but the Sanzo-ikkou ones are better. You're never going to get his name right, eh?
Too lazy to look it up.
Yaone: IT'S ON THE FRICKIN' DVD! JUST LOOK AT IT!
Gojyo: HEY! MY HAIR'S STILL -
SHUT UP!
Yaone: I'll do it.
(Splash. And now Gojyo can shut up.)
So, heard you were a 383 fan.
Yah, yah, rub it in. Bet you like 39 and 58 -
Yaone: three-five, actually. I -
Wait. Why the hell are we talking about yaoi pairings?
Gojyo: THAT'S WHAT I WANNA KNOW! (and what's with all the numbers? Geez, fangirls and their code)
As much as I'd love to chat, we're moving on.
Right. After the fangirls were … eliminated, Sanzo stomped out of the room to find a place to read the newspaper in peace.
Fat chance of that.
"GENJO SANZO!" Roared many youkai from outside the inn.
"Or, is it 'Genzo Sanjo'?" A random youkai wondered aloud, and the others turned to stare at him.
THWACK. "Heretic."
"Yah, he's a monk. Show some respect."
Go figure.